8018 A.D. Diatus Continent Diarion Dynasty Dian August

Hinbao, a jewelry sales and intermediate gem identification center

A group of red monks dressed in red noble sect silk robes stepped into the shop called Xinbao one by one. The red-robed people were all heroic, and the aura of the Immortal Sword Sect was filled in this small shop for a while.

The front desk service staff saw this kind of battle, and immediately walked out of the guidance desk respectfully, and asked humbly: "Immortals, do you want to buy treasure or treasure appreciation?

"Who is the person in charge of this shop, tell him to come out and speak" Yuan Zhen said directly with a cold face.

In this line of monks, of course, the real person who stopped the fog was also among them, he was calm and tidy, and he found a sofa in the hall at random to sit down, and did not look at the two women who were guided by the front desk, since he heard the news that there was a ninth-order thousand-year-heavy amethyst here, the real person who stopped the fog changed his impatient state, and the faint smile when he sat down seemed to be already saying that the ninth-order strange stone was already in his bag, the fish of the nail board, and the majesty of the powerhouse of the deed realm was somewhat revealed.

There are three disciples on both sides of Zhiwu Zhenren standing symmetrically, and the scene shows the momentum of the immortal family for a while, and there are two disciples accompanying Yuan, all with cold faces, as if they were born to be three points higher than others, because this time Zhiwu Zhenren is visiting in person, the meaning is different, the task is important, Yuanzhen still has to be more cautious, at this time, his attitude is still in the past, he has been staring at the female greeter, his eyes are slightly serious.

Listening to Yuan Zhen said that he was going to find the person in charge of the store directly, the front desk service staff who had just asked was also a little frightened for a while, and he was really worried that something was wrong with the boss, causing so many immortal monks with extraordinary spirits, this girlfriend was a little hesitant, but under the pressure of the scene, he must have to contact the boss. When she turned to the counter and was about to contact the boss with the spirit stone, she glanced at the handsome young man on the sofa in the distance, the man had not seen the service desk since he came in, and he gave full authority to his subordinates to do things, the young man's breath was a little wrong, his deep feeling seemed to have surpassed the feeling of his appearance and age at this time, and he also had the different atmosphere of the monks that these front desk service staff usually encountered, it was a kind of calm, and it was also a kind of watch, but it was a temporary calm like the sea, and under the surface of the calm breath, I don't know what kind of waves and undercurrents are hidden, which is terrifying。

Seeing the actions of the waitress to contact the boss, in order to avoid the person on the other side of the spirit stone not being able to figure out the situation, Yuan Zhen emphasized again: "The one sitting behind me is the first real person of the Heart Sword Peak, stop the fog." If the tutor has any questions, I would like to ask the owner of your shop a few words! ”

The waitress who had just picked up the spirit stone also knew some etiquette, and she never dared to respond slackly: "Don't dare! ”

The Secret Pavilion of Hinbao

There were two people sitting in this secret pavilion, one was a young man in a red silk robe, and the other was an old man in a pale yellow silk robe with white hair.

Outside the Secret Pavilion was also guarded by a group of young men in red silk robes, all with resolute expressions and some respect, standing quietly outside the Secret Pavilion, even the owner of this shop avoided it for a while, she and the front desk staff muttered quietly, I really don't know what happened to my shop, alarmed such a big driver to stay here.

Just when Yuan Zhen talked about his master, the waitress who was about to contact the boss really didn't know who the young man was talking about, but after telling the owner of the store about these things, the front desk waitress only heard the boss at the end of the spirit stone with some gasping sounds, and the worry was fully revealed, at that time, the boss of Xinbao was also in the store, and ran down quickly from upstairs, especially humble and respectful to greet the real person of Zhiwu, and then under the introduction and inquiry of Zhiwu Zhenren and his disciple Yuanzhen, it was now in this secret pavilion, Zhiwu real person and a white-haired old man sat on both sides of a red sandalwood pear table。

And this old gentleman, who is not Mr. Weng Bai, a seventh-level treasure connoisseur.

"Old man, you can make it easy for me to find it, hehe~" Zhiwu real people talked and laughed freely, and indeed wanted to ease some of the embarrassing atmosphere, but no matter how much Zhiwu wanted to talk to him as an ordinary person like the old man opposite, the oppressive power on his body still betrayed him again and again, which was the fundamental difference between an immortal powerhouse and a mortal.

The white-haired old man smiled gently, but there was not much awe in his eyes, he knew very well what the big real man in front of him was looking for him, or he also hoped that he guessed wrong, but everything has a cause, and there is a cause and effect, some can't hide, the old man said softly: "Zhiwu Zhenren really lives up to his name, your breath is the only one in the old man's life, in other words, is it inappropriate for you to call me an old man, we should change it, change it." ”

"Hahahahaha" Zhiwu laughed, it seems that he really talked about his happiness, and his happiness lies in the fact that the old man in front of him did not flatter himself like an outsider, and still maintained his own position and personality, which is also rare. After laughing, Zhiwu Zhenren said: "Seventh-level jewelry connoisseur, Mr. Weng Bai is really brave and has unique insights, not bad~Not bad~"

Weng Bai: "Stop the fog is a real person." ”

Zhiwu's face slowly turned cold, and said: "I am indeed older than you, but at this moment, I personally think that the two of us are equal, and I really want to ask Mr. Weng a few words." ”

Weng Bai: "We have never been equal, the old man knows it. But we don't have to waste any more time on this issue, just show what the real person has to say. ”

was refuted by such a sentence, Zhiwu smiled faintly again, and he was not angry. Such a smile appeared on his young and handsome face, which can be said to be particularly handsome, but there is a particularly obscure and deep sense of vicissitudes hidden in this handsomeness, at least the young boys and girls dare not approach, and Zhiwu smiled: "Hehe, don't dare to be, just ask." Mr. Weng Bai, I lost a thousand-year-old amethyst a while ago, and the grade happened to be the ninth order, although it is not the best of the ninth order, but I really want to use it to do an extremely difficult thing! Alas~ It's a pity that I've been so anxious lately, and I can't sleep at night! So I don't know if Mr. Weng Bai has seen it recently?"

What is this called, this is called knowingly asking!

Weng Bai thought to himself: You have found all here, what is not clear about what gems I have identified recently?

But after all, the person sitting opposite was one of the first real people with a prominent position in the Diya Spiritual Academy, and he was also one of the few powerhouses who had a good note, and Weng Bai didn't want to die, so he answered directly and honestly: "Yes." ”