"Are you so confident?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at the Holy Spirit clone with interest, and said: "Boy, I don't care if you are a human race or a little tiger cub who doesn't know which family, as long as the old man is satisfied, I will be grateful to the old man." ”

"However, the old man is not interested in those poems and articles or things that send love to the landscape, if it is those things, don't take them out, the old man wants a script, an interesting book. ”

"Naturally!"

The script is similar to a novel, in the ancient Chinese of Lin Hu's previous life, the script was a vernacular novel that arose in the Song Dynasty, and it was also the base of the storyteller.

At first, the book was only written by some low-level monks when they lamented that it was not easy to practice, and then it was written by some masters when they traveled through the mountains and rivers to cultivate their self-cultivation.

However, everyone basically follows one principle when writing scripts, that is, try to describe and imagine on the basis of reality.

And this has also greatly affected the pattern of novels in later generations, and it can be said that the evolution of novels is inseparable from the script.

Lin Hu is now a part-time novelist, so naturally he doesn't know anything about these things, which is why the Holy Spirit clone behaves quite plainly when he hears the "script".

However, since the old man is speaking in a book and not a novel, it also indirectly shows that he and the Holy Spirit are not from the same world.

After all, novelists have been around for millions of years, and the name of fiction has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, except for novelists or people who are interested in novels, very few people have heard of the script, let alone shouted it directly.

"In that case, then take out your script!"

Hearing this, the Holy Spirit clone did not hesitate to take out a book from the space equipment and put it on the counter in front of the old man.

The old man picked it up and looked at it. I couldn't help but shout happily: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Condor Shooting, Condor Shooting, interesting, just rush to the word 'Condor Shooting', I have read this book!"

Saying that, the old man didn't care about the Holy Spirit clone around him. I opened the book and read it.

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit clone had to smile helplessly, he didn't expect the title of the book to have this effect, he was just holding the mentality of trying it out, and he really had a strange trick.

Don't look at "Shooting the Condor" In that era of information explosion, under the bombardment of various online articles, most of the younger generation has only heard or watched the film and television dramas related to this work, but has not really seen the original text.

But this is Jin Lao's masterpiece, and it is this work that pushes him to the throne of "Martial Arts Alliance Master". Needless to say, it's fascinating.

Seeing that the old man was immersed in the novel, the Holy Spirit clone was not easy to disturb, so he watched it alone in the shop.

Not to mention, although this small shop looks ordinary, like a village store, or an ordinary grocery store, the things on the counter really startle the Holy Spirit clone.

Unicorn horns, phoenix tail feathers. Xuanwu armor, golden-winged Dapeng wings. Cowhide ......

"This ...... It's a legend, is it true?"

The Holy Spirit clone's heart was pounding, obviously frightened, and the parts of those divine beasts were placed on the counter in such a grand manner, which was really a bit subversive of his three views.

"Of course it's true. The old man, this beast grocery store has been around for some years, how can it be that selling fakes is still mixed up in this Tongtianfang City, seeing that you were so confident before, is this frightened?"

The old man who was reading a book on the side suddenly said a sentence, which made the body of the Holy Spirit clone shake violently. Unexpectedly...... It turned out to be true!

"Don't be excited, the 'groceries' that can be placed on the storefront are naturally not the core children of all races, there are not many pure-bloods, they are basically the remnants of those divine beasts, otherwise, my store has not been demolished by those divine beast families earlier?"

The old man said it easily, but the Holy Spirit clone knew that those mighty divine beasts were good guys? Even if they were only a little bit, they were all strong and boundless characters.

"But if you want something really good, I'm not out of it, if you can afford it. Suddenly, the old man raised his head slightly and squeezed his eyes at the Holy Spirit clone.

However, the Holy Spirit clone swallowed and quickly swallowed the tempting offer.

Regardless of whether it is genuine or not, the price must not be what he can afford now, and he still has this self-knowledge.

"Bang!"

"What a gut, what kind of thing is this, you dare to call the eighteen palms of the dragon descending? I'm so angry with the old man!"

Suddenly, the old man slapped the table and shouted, and bursts of terrifying coercion were released violently, as if he had been touched by some reverse scale.

However, the old man's anger came and went quickly, and after a while, he returned to his original appearance, as if what had happened before was just an illusion.

However, his inadvertent leakage of coercion made the Holy Spirit clone like a lightning strike, and that kind of abyss-like aura was never seen in the dean or even Uncle Zhuang Liu, giving him the feeling that he was facing the power of heaven.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the dean or Sixth Uncle Zhuang are necessarily worse than this old man, it's just that those two have never shown their momentum in front of Lin Hu, so that the Holy Spirit clone can't tell the strength of their strength.

However, although it is only a glimpse, the old man's strength can no longer be described as a master, this is a real powerful man.

However, the old man's words also made the Holy Spirit clone thoughtful, and when he looked at the counter, there were indeed no parts of that clan!

At the same time, the Holy Spirit doppelganger is also very curious about the price of these things, what price can they be exchanged for?

This look opened his eyes again, only to see that there was a brand marked with numbers next to each cargo, such as the phoenix tail feathers marked with 1.27 billion, the unicorn horn marked with 1.93 billion, and the most expensive was the pair of golden-winged Dapeng wings, marked with 36.5 billion, but the word "pureblood" was specially written on the sign next to it.

The Holy Spirit clone suddenly realized, no wonder it is the same divine beast, the wings of this golden-winged Dapeng eagle are so expensive, even in the previous life of the body, even if it is a Tibetan mastiff, the price of its hybrid and pure blood is also a world of difference.

It seems that there is only one such thing on the counter that is marked with pure blood, this guy is so unhappy with the eagle that he dares to put the organs of the official members of the golden-winged Dapeng clan here to sell, no wonder he is motivated by the word "shooting the eagle", it is purely the right appetite.

"Hey, this isn't a spirit crystal?"

That's right, the last mark on the back of all prices is neither the best spirit crystal, nor the top grade spirit crystal, let alone the middle grade spirit crystal, but the word merit.

"Merit, merit can also be bought and sold?"

"I don't know about other places, anyway, the old man only accepts merit here, and when he saw the crystal plate, he put his hand on it. ”

Hearing this, the Holy Spirit clone put his hand on the crystal plate, and a faint light lit up, only to see two words and zero words appear in the crystal plate.

Zero?

"How is that possible?" Seeing this, on the other side, the old man, who had been very calm, couldn't help shouting. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)