"What? Ever heard of me? The man asked, half-squinting, as if it would take a little more effort to open one more.

"No, no," Mu Ziyun said with a smile, "I just came here, and I am not familiar with all the ways, but all those who practice martial arts, who can be called 'immortals', must not be mortals, although they don't know each other, but the younger generations are also polite." Mu Ziyun clasped his hands into fists, but this set of etiquette does not apply to this world.

The man raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile in a friendly manner: "Let's not do this, there are too many living soul races, and not all the rules of the human race can be brought out, let's see which thing in the picture, I'll give you a cheaper." ”

"Dare to ask the seniors for their names." Mu Ziyun smiled.

"There is nothing noble or noble, I am just a mortal, do small business, earn a little money, my name is Ge Yuan, our clan is related to each other in this big world, just call me Brother Yuan." This sword immortal named Ge Yuan looks very sloppy, as if he hasn't woken up, but his simple clothes are very clean, and there is no trace of ash in his nails.

Mu Ziyun looked at his breath, steady and light, except for yawning from time to time, his breath was very peaceful, and his body was actually not strong, without any scars, not like a cultivator. In the original world, or in Mu Ziyun's previous cultivation experience, anyone who couldn't tell the level of the other party was because the gap between the strength and class of the two was too large, or because some extremely special methods were hidden. But as long as this guy is not a liar, the character who can be called an "immortal" must be good.

The bell was self-cooked, and he called out a mouthful of "Brother Yuan'er", touched a small vase of pure white porcelain and a tall and slender neck and asked: "What is the origin of this thing, I can't see any doorway." ”

"Yo.... This goods... I want to think about it..."Ge Yuan smashed his lips a few times, muttering in his mouth, "It's been some years, and it hasn't been sold, it's called... Relief bottles? Eh, no, no, the Boruo Kannon bottle, yes, it's the name. Then he turned his eyes to the sky and began to recall, "I remember that I won it from a fake monk, hey... It's been a long time ago, this bottle was originally a treasure of the village in the mountains, relying on it to feed a hundred and ten generations, but it was deceived by the stinky monk, I chased it back, and when I sent it back to the village, the people in that village moved away. ”

"What's it for?"

Ge Yuan asked the bell to hold the bottle in his hand, then moved to the side of the root of the banyan tree, and then sent energy to the bottle, and as a result, clear water began to flow out of the one-foot-high porcelain bottle. The bell praised its magic, and Ge Yuan boasted: "Don't underestimate this small bottle, if you have enough energy, there is no problem in building a big lake, and it will always be able to produce water, without stopping." It's a pity that it's only useful for those who know how to use water, so I'll forget it, and I can't think of any other use except to quench my thirst. ”

Mu Ziyun wanted to take out the "Blowing Record" to explore the bottom of this vial, but he was afraid that after the treasure appeared, he might be targeted by the wicked, so he still held back.

Bell asked again, "It's fun, how do you sell this?" ”

"Stain...."Ge Yuan looked like he had a headache, thought lazily, and replied lazily: "If you want to think it's good, just... We come from different places, and the money we use is different, and there is an unwritten rule between the various ethnic groups, and we must either exchange the equivalent for something of equal value, or pay other prices to complete one or several things that the seller has confessed, I have nothing to do, do you have any treasures? If not, at the very least, you can take gold, this thing is liked everywhere, and other races also use it, gold... Just give 100,000 taels? ”

Mu Ziyun almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva, but he couldn't pretend to be calm, so he blurted out: "One hundred thousand taels, why don't you say hundreds of millions?" ”

"Eh," Ge Yuan waved his hand and said lazily and seriously, "I won't use this thing, the value to me hasn't reached that point, more than 100,000 taels?" Or take half of it...."

Mu Ziyun watched this guy put his hands into his sleeves, sat cross-legged, and looked lazy and indifferent, the little respect that had just germinated in his heart was gone, and then he surged into a deep sense of "hatred of the rich", and scolded in his heart for the so-called earning a little money, 100,000 taels of gold, and letting him go in Taier Village, Huzhou, can feed more than a thousand generations, how can he afford it, he is a person from a poor ravine, how can he afford it, I am afraid that he has never seen a thousand taels of gold.

Mu Ziyun's cheeks twitched, and he sneered: "You... You owe a little bit of a child, Brother Yuan, this is called a small business? You're a poor man. ”

Or did the bell see the scene, sneered, and said: "Look at us, even if we have to carry a few hundred taels of gold, we have to carry a big burden, how can we carry 100,000 taels with us, it's too expensive, it's too expensive, there is no other way to sell it?" ”

Ge Yuan sighed deeply and said, "That's why I'm a poor man... If you can sell one, you will burn high incense, and these are all genuine good treasures. Why is there no one who knows the goods? ”

Mu Ziyun summoned a ball of fire from his heart, showed it in front of Ge Yuan for a while, and asked proudly: "Brother Yuan'er, look at how much gold my pillar is worth." ”

Ge Yuan drooped his eyelids, glanced at it, and said, "You can't change it with it, you have ten Guanyin bottles on top of this bead." ”

"Oh?" Mu Ziyun pretended to be surprised, "What do you say?" ”

Ge Yuan leaned to the side, holding his head with one hand and said: "Generally, there is no distinction between three, six, nine, and so on, and how much level it can play depends not on its own strength or weakness, but on its users. Like this bottle, people who know how to use water can use it, and their strength can jump several levels, but in my hands, it is just a bottle for drinking water. However, all treasures, but those who are alive, even if they are mundane, can ascend to the heavens in one step, because the living weapons are not limited by users, and they will be able to exert their true skills. There are more extraordinary weapons, which can evolve at any time and improve themselves, such a treasure, all living beings in the world are competing with each other, and lo and behold, I have one in front of me. ”

Mu Ziyun looked at the fire beads and asked, "What does the living weapon mean?" ”

"Oh?" Ge Yuan stared at Mu Ziyun meaningfully and said, "It's not alive, I can see the color of its soul clearly." ”

Mu Ziyun was shocked, he and the fire bead did not release any breath, but Ge Yuan could actually detect the soul inside the fire bead. Ge Yuan stretched out his hand and pushed it towards Mu Ziyun out of thin air, the fire bead seemed to be gently pushed back by a gust of wind, and drilled into Mu Ziyun's heart, Ge Yuan reminded in a low voice: "Don't show that treasure anymore, living beings come here for weapons and treasures, treasures give birth to souls, can be compared to artifacts, the world's most precious treasures are, no matter how precious they are, there are limits, but artifacts appear...."Ge Yuan got closer and said, "But it will make living beings crazy.... Rest assured, the blacksmiths of the entire town will be able to perceive that you have a bead, but no one but me will notice that it has a soul. ”

"Thank you, thank you." Mu Ziyun hurriedly withdrew the fire bead from his heart and looked around now.

Ge Yuan turned back to a lazy state, and said: "Alas, are children so arrogant, you are swaggering around with an artifact, it seems that you have been beaten up a lot in the past." ”

Mu Ziyun's face twitched, and he replied with a smile: "That's not true, if you dare to come over and grab it, it won't end well." ”

"The future is terrifying, and the children are about to catch up with us old people..."

"I said.... Brother Yuan'er? ”

"Huh?"

Mu Ziyun burst out, pointed at Ge Yuan and said angrily: "How can I look at you so uncomfortable!" How old are you, and I will be your descendant? Anyway, how old are you, look at your own appearance, fifty too! You say you're thirty-two? Who believes... Look at you again..."

The bell forcibly pulled down the scolding Mu Ziyun, and cried and laughed at Ge Yuan: "See you laughing... Hah..."

"It's okay, it's okay..."Ge Yuan said generously, "Children, you can understand, yo is right!" Ge Yuan suddenly said with a bright face, "There is another way, you don't have to pay, as long as you can provide me with a little bit of news about a treasure, as long as it is true, even a few words, it is worth this Guanyin bottle." ”

"Oh? What does Brother Yuan'er want to ask? ”

Ge Yuan said: "It's a medicinal herb, the name is 'Longevity Flower', I don't know what is special about it, in short, I can find it." ”

"Huh? Why are you looking for longevity flowers? Do you want to live forever too? ”

Mu Ziyun quieted down when he heard the longevity flower, and Ge Yuan was curious: "You are also looking for it?" ”

Mu Ziyun nodded, Ge Yuan stared at Mu Ziyun's face, and after a while, he lazily said with disgust and disdain: "Anyway, what are children thinking about all day long, it's a pity that adults want to live a little longer, why do children want to live forever now." ”

Mu Ziyun, whose face was covered with black lines, gritted his teeth and smiled: "I just want to live longer, no." ”

Ge Yuan sighed and said lazily: "Young man, there are still many things in this world that you haven't enjoyed, it's better to have a good time to travel in the world, and when you reach the age of Brother Yuan'er, it's too late to think about immortality." ”

Bell smiled and pressed down Mu Ziyun's instantly red-hot hands, Ge Yuan's eyes were bright, and he said, "Yo? Young man, with such a big anger, your strength is not bad. ”

"Hey, hey, hey..."Mu Ziyun said with a grim smile, "I suddenly thought of a way to get good things without money." Then he stared at Ge Yuan with a golden light in his eyes, "Hand over the good things to me, and the young master will spare you from death!" ”