"Brother Hu, what are you buying blow arrows for? Do you want to learn it too? Why don't I teach you the "Arrow Through the Clouds" as well. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The little fat man said and handed the cuizhu blow arrow in his hand to Hu Yang, the "Cloud Piercing Arrow" was originally picked up by the little fat man in the valley near their house, and he didn't feel how much he cherished it, but he didn't bring it with him now, otherwise the little fat man would have given "Cloud Piercing Arrow" to Hu Yang.

"I'll take a look first. Hu Yang took the Cuizhu blow arrow and took it to his eyes and looked at it. I only felt that this blow arrow was quite weighty, and from the touch that came back, Hu Yang knew that this was by no means an ordinary green bamboo, but more like a metal carved into bamboo.

"Lord God, can you help me see what this is, can it be repaired?" Hu Yang woke up the Lord God in his mind.

"There is not enough data to analyze, but according to the analysis of carbon 14, this green bamboo has existed for 60,000 years. If you want to fix it, it should cost more than a million dollars. The Lord God responded quickly.

"Nima! Tens of thousands of years ago?More than a few million energies?Are you sure you're not wrong?" Hu Yang's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

"You have to believe in science, boy. This is a year calculated after carbon 14 measurements, and the error is no more than 100 years. The Lord God said flatly, and threw a disdainful look of blue light.

Damn!

Hu Yang saw the blue light in the eyes of the main god in his mind, and his heart was desolate.

But the next moment, Hu Yang threw these out of the clouds, took the little fat man's hand and rubbed it.

"What are you doing, Brother Hu!" the little fat man quickly pulled back his red hand.

"Divine hand, divine hand, lend me luck. Hu Yang couldn't help but say that he wanted to rub the little fat man's fleshy hands again.

"What kind of god hand?" the little fat man asked while hiding, he felt that this big brother Hu was becoming more and more abnormal now, and his brain must have been broken by Zhu Xiaotian.

"Look!" Hu Yang handed the Cuizhu blow arrow to the little fat man.

"Isn't this the blow arrow I just bought, what does it have to do with the hand of God or something?" The little fat man was puzzled by Hu Yang.

"Why doesn't it matter! After Hu Yang finished speaking, he took out a long knife from the stall next to him.

A senior brother is busy selling green tibao knives made by ancestral craftsmanship, each of which can be blown and broken, and it is extremely sharp. So his business here is also excellent, and the sharp-eyed senior brother immediately saw Hu Yang pull out a green teaser knife!

Seeing that the business came to the door, the senior brother worked hard to promote: "This little brother really has a good eye, this Qingti Treasure Knife is a craft passed down from my ancestors, it is absolutely sharp, it is an invincible existence at the level of magic weapons, and even some low-level spiritual weapons cannot block the power of this treasure knife." ”

"Really?" Hu Yang saw someone talking to him, and turned around.

"It's true, Tong Su is not deceitful, if you find that there is a magic weapon-level shield that can block this treasure knife, I will refund ten times, and I will pay ten for the fake one! You can put a hundred hearts, you see that brother bought five in one go, use one for himself, and the others are good for relatives and friends." ”

The stall owner of the Qingti Treasure Knife worked hard to publicize it, and an outer disciple next to the stall was holding five treasure knives and was preparing to trade with the stall owner.

"Oh, is it? Are you sure? How many spirit stones, I'll buy one and try it." Hu Yang replied casually.

"The ordinary one only needs fifty lower grade spirit stones, and the one in your hand is much better, my brother will give you a discount for the first time I buy it! The original price is one hundred lower grade spirit stones, and I will sell you eighty." ”

When the stall owner saw that there was business coming to him, the smiles on his face were piled up. And in order to sell more expensive knives, the stall owner put them in the front and most conspicuous places, and Hu Yang got an expensive one as soon as he took it.

"Okay! I'll buy this, but I'll try it before I'll give you money. But there is no need to discount it, and it is not easy for your small business, so I bought it at the original price. Hu Yang said magnificently, there are as many local tyrants as there are local tyrants, which attracted the disciples around him who bought treasure knives to look at him one after another.

"Yes, brother, you can just try it out, and you will be satisfied. The stall owner was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he had seen this kind of unjust boss who took the initiative to increase the price.

But then he became confident again, and he didn't mind Hu Yang's request at all. This is a real treasure knife, and his reputation has been first-class in the outer gate for so many years, and no one has ever questioned this Qingti treasure knife.

Seeing that the stall owner was busy greeting other buyers, Hu Yang smiled at the little fat man.

Holding the green tibao knife, he slashed at the cuizhu blow arrow in his hand.

"Don't!" The little fat man's eyes were about to pop out, although this green bamboo blow arrow was worthless, but it couldn't be ruined like this.

And this treasure knife is so expensive, Brother Hu said to buy it, this is nothing, but the little fat man knows that they don't have any spirit stones at all, and when the time comes, it will be a big shame to be discovered.

As soon as the little fat man's voice fell, when a sound came, the treasure knife slashed on the cuizhu blow arrow.

"It's over, it's over!" the little fat man lamented, the green bamboo blow arrow must have broken in two under this sharp sword.

"Look!" Hu Yang triumphantly handed the intact green bamboo blow arrow to the little fat man.

"Huh, how is that possible?"

The little fat man took the green bamboo blow arrow and observed it left and right, only to see that there was not even a trace left on it. Looking at the Qingti Treasure Knife in Hu Yang's hand, there was a gap left on it.

"Shhhhh This bamboo blow arrow is a good thing, you have to keep it. Hu Yang reminded the little fat man with a smile.

Then Hu Yang hung the treasure knife on his waist, blocked the gap with his clothes, and swaggered around the stall and walked towards the stall owner behind.

"Brother is still satisfied! I just said that my treasure knife is indestructible, since my brother likes it, I still accept you eighty low-grade spirit stones." ”

When the stall owner saw Hu Yang coming, he thought he was coming to pay, so he hurriedly became polite.

"Oh, in this way, seeing that you are so sincere, then I will accept you eight hundred spirit stones. Hu Yang said with a grin.

"Eighty, eighty, not eight. Wait・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ Eight hundred, I'll give it to you?" The stall owner reacted at this time, thinking that Hu Yang had said the wrong thing, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

"Yes! Eight hundred spirit stones. Hu Yang said calmly, and then opened the corner of his clothes, and there was an extra gap on the green knife on his waist.

"You ・・・・・・・・ you・・・・・・・・・ you want to make trouble?" The stall owner didn't believe that his treasure knife would be broken at all, and his first reaction was that Hu Yang was cheating, maybe he had stolen the treasure knife, or he had broken the treasure knife by other means, and now he had run away to blackmail himself.