"Even if you go up to 1,000 or 2,000, no one will come to buy the jade in your hand. Ji Lulian stopped and said coldly: "Since WeChat can be stored on jade, then it can be rubbed, do you really think that people in the world are stupid?"

"If you think so, you're a fool. Lin Xiu had a steady demeanor on Diaoyutai and said: "I dare to ask for a price like this, naturally I have my reasons, why don't you try it now and see if you can rub WeChat on another piece of jade?"

When the other female disciples of the Butterfly Flower Sect heard this, they all stopped.

There was also a hint of hesitation on Ji Lulian's face.

"Senior Sister Ji, why don't we give it a try?" asked Pretty Senior Sister softly.

Ji Lulian was no longer verbal, and seemed to acquiesce.

Senior Sister Qiao smiled at Lin Xiu, took out three spirit stones and put them down, and then picked up a piece of jade from the ground to rub it.

But I heard Lin Xiu's voice sound:

"The price just now was three spirit stones, but Ji Daoyou had a very bad attitude just now, and now the price has risen to one hundred spirit stones. ”

"You ......" The smile on Senior Sister Qiaoli's face couldn't be maintained, and she didn't put it with the jade, and she didn't put it away.

"However, you can give it a try now and see if you can print WeChat before deciding whether you want to trade with me. Lin Xiu said expressionlessly.

"Thank you. Senior Sister Qiao smiled reluctantly, took out a new piece of jade, and closed her eyes slightly.

The two pieces of jade glowed with a ray of fluorescent light at the same time, and the pretty senior sister instantly settled down, and her breath became long.

In her sea of mind, after the WeChat icon flickered slightly, it instantly turned into countless ancient, mysterious, as if separated by a layer of mist. These runes are bitter and difficult to understand, faintly carrying the grand laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Senior Sister Pretty calmed down and rubbed down a rune suspended in front of her, and after the first one was finished, she continued to rub the second and third...... It's just that every time she prints a rune, a new rune is always generated, as if the rune in front of her is boundless and endless.

At some point.

She opened her beautiful eyes suddenly, and her face showed a look of horror.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Qiaoqin asked curiously.

Senior Sister Qiao smiled bitterly and shook her head, handed the jade to Ji Lulian, and said, "Take a look for yourself." ”

Ji Lulian looked proud, took the jade casually, and injected her thoughts into it very casually.

In the next breath, the casualness on her face froze in disbelief.

"Where did you come from?" Ji Lu asked in a contemplative voice.

Lin Xiu didn't answer this question, he smiled indifferently, and instead asked, "One hundred spirit stones, how many do you want?"

"Thirteen pieces. Ji Lulian gritted her teeth slightly, a hint of displeasure appeared on her face, and said, "Our Butterfly Flower Sect wants thirteen pieces. ”

......

The second floor of the teahouse is near the window.

Jiang Yitian's hands trembled in shock, and the tea in the cup almost spilled.

"One hundred spirit stones and one WeChat jade, this is too outrageous, right!?"

"This price is not expensive, the rune formation created by the new saint is as vast as the sea, and who knows the depth of it?" Huang Zheng scolded with a smile: "The people of the Butterfly Flower Sect, this time I am afraid that they have fallen for Brother Lin's tricks." ”

The runes contained in WeChat are as vast as the sea, with the laws integrated into the Heavenly Dao, and people who have just come into contact with it often have the illusion that such a ghostly work cannot be replicated.

The people of the Butterfly Flower Sect are naturally no exception.

But they didn't know that as long as they patiently rubbed for half a day, Qi refining period cultivators could completely copy WeChat.

......

"If it's thirteen, the others need to pay a total of 1,200 spirit stones, and you need to pay 1,000 spirit stones. ”

Lin Xiu said slowly: "Please pay two thousand two hundred spirit stones." ”

Hearing this, Ji Lu plucked her waist pocket, and her face showed a tangled and painful color.

"Hey, this fellow Daoist, your fee is too high, right?" Senior Sister Qiao said angrily: "Can't you give our family a face and collect less spirit stones?"

What is it that a person who has no fate has to receive a thousand spirit stones, is it really good to deliberately drop Senior Sister Ji's face like this?

"Why should I give her face?" Lin Xiu smiled and asked, "How much is her face worth?"

The scene was as silent as death.

Ji Lulian's face turned pale instantly, she had always been as arrogant as her, but at this time, she felt that she couldn't hold it on her face.

A trace of anger appeared on Senior Sister Qiaoli's face, and she said, "Why are you so uninteresting?" Senior Sister Ji is the closed disciple of the head of our Butterfly Flower Sect, and she is also the youngest true disciple of our Butterfly Flower Sect. Her face, but can the smell of copper be measured?"

The other female disciples of the Butterfly Flower Sect also showed displeasure on their faces.

As long as they are cultivators walking around in Yuanding Prefecture, who doesn't know their Senior Sister Ji? She is now a true disciple and can become the head of the sect in the future.

If she speaks out, even the heads of the small and medium-sized sects in Yuandingzhou will give her three points.

But the unknown stall owner in front of him dared to ask Senior Sister Ji how much money a pound of face?

"It turns out that the face of the fairy is so valuable. Lin Xiu smiled faintly and said, "Then for the sake of her face, my WeChat jade sells for three thousand spirit stones." ”

When Ji Lupian heard this, her face showed a sense of anger, and she glared at Lin Xiu coldly.

When the other onlookers heard this, their faces were also slightly strange.

This unknown stall owner said this, not only did not give face to Fairy Lu, but also trampled her face under his feet and ravaged it.

"You person, why don't you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" Senior Sister Qiao stomped her feet and complained angrily: "Our Senior Sister Ji is so beautiful, can't you let her go?"

The young talent who wants to chase Senior Sister Ji is like a carp crossing the river, and the one who is facing Senior Sister Ji is not soft-spoken and graceful, and wants to hold it in the palm of his hand?

Is he still a normal man?

"Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" As if hearing the biggest joke in the world, Lin Xiu chuckled lightly.

The last person who had mercy on Ji Lu had a heart of pity for Xiang Xiang and Jade had already been trampled under his feet with disdain by Ji Lu and trampled on it fiercely.

"She is just a pink skeleton in my eyes, white bones and flesh, what is there to pity?" No matter how beautiful and glamorous this skin is, what does it have to do with him? How can hundreds of spirit stones be realistic?

Senior Sister Pretty was even more angry, and when she was about to speak, she heard Lin Xiu say slowly:

"Three thousand eight hundred spirit stones, if you mention that name again, I will add another eight hundred spirit stones. ”

That kind of tone, as if the name Ji Lulian had stained his ears.

Ji Lulian's face was already pale, and her face was ruthlessly ravaged again and again, so that she finally couldn't help but erupt:

"This fellow Daoist, did we have any festivals before?"