Su Chen fell into thought, and according to the memory in his mind, Yin Mo and the original body had a lot of contacts, and the relationship between the two was not bad.

Yin Mo has a lot of vices, and his words are dirty, and he lingers in the land of smoke and willows all the year round, and he has no money to spare.

Now he is over half a hundred years old, but he has not yet married a wife.

But he is not useless, he is a monk who cultivates the fifth level of qi, and his realm is two levels higher than the original body.

And this person is especially good at sonic attacks, and he also has the ability to explore and mine.

His own connections are also broad, and he has acquaintances with three religions and nine streams.

The most critical point is that this person has deceived almost all the people around him who are lower than him in the martial cultivation realm, but he has not bullied the original body.

In the past, once he found a good mine, he would call Su Chen to go with him.

How could Su Chen forget such kindness.

"Brother Su can't trust me?"

Yin Mo saw that Su Chen did not respond, and asked with some disappointment.

"If Brother Yin wants to be this middleman, it's okay, but he has to promise me a few conditions."

"You say!"

"One, after each batch of pills is sold, you must deliver the spirit stones to me in time."

"Second, the spirit stones exchanged by the pill, you are not allowed to embezzle them privately before they are distributed."

Yin Mo nodded seriously, and then asked, "What else?" ”

"No more! That's it. ”

After Su Chen finished speaking, he picked up the two cans of pills on the stall and handed them to the other party.

Yin Mo was very excited, and the moment he took the porcelain jar, he showed an aunt-like smile.

"I don't have any spirit stones to hand over to Brother Su now......"

"It's okay, just sell it!" Su Chen smiled heartily.

Since it has been decided to let the other party be this "middleman", it must be in line with the principle of "employing people without suspicion, and suspecting people without suspicion." The principle of going to deal with each other.

What's more, Su Chen also knew very well in his heart that Yin Mo couldn't take out the spirit stone on his body at all.

"Thank you Brother Su for your trust! You and my brothers, brothers for life! ”

Yin Mo patted Su Chen's shoulder enthusiastically and said with a smile.

"Then Brother Yin will hurry up and find someone to sell the pill, I have to go and buy some materials for refining the pill now."

Su Chen put away the animal skins and planks on the ground, and was about to leave, but at this time, Yin Mo suddenly called behind him: "Brother Su, slow down!" ”

"Will Brother Su refine the 'Aphrodisiac Pill'?"

Su Chen shook his head and said, "I know the refining method of this pill, but I have never tried to refine this pill. ”

"This pill is not beneficial to the body, what is it to refine it!"

"Hey~" Yin Mo shook his head and said seriously: "Brother Su really doesn't know, the best one sold on these streets is 'Aphrodisiac Pill'." If Brother Su can refine this pill, he will earn a lot of money from keeping it! ”

"Okay, I'll try to refine this pill when I get back."

When Yin Mo heard this, his heart immediately burst into joy, and then he waved goodbye to Su Chen.

Su Chen came to the block where materials were sold, shopped around, and finally spent 5 high-grade spirit stones to buy a large bag of materials.

After that, he walked out of the shop and hurried back home.

There were many pedestrians on the road, and there were shouts and shouts from both sides of the street.

He strode forward, not stopping for a moment.

Suddenly, he noticed that somewhere on the corner in front of him was full of people, and the monks walked in groups and kept squeezing into the crowd.

Su Chen didn't have the heart to look at the excitement, and didn't find out.

"A broken sword, fifty high-grade spirit stones? This man must be a madman! ”

Su Chen's footsteps faltered, he really wanted to buy a good sword now.

Because most of his sword moves are based on "combos", such a critical attack style can easily damage the blade and even break the blade.

But to say that using 50 high-grade spirit stones to buy a sword, such a thing is indeed a fool's work!

Su Chen took a step forward and continued to walk forward.

"My sword sharpens iron like clay, killing people without blood, if it weren't for the changes in the family, even if it was 500 high-grade spirit stones, I wouldn't sell them!"

"Yo! Five hundred! I see that you still sell me 5 high-grade spirit stones, so that you can bury your father in exchange for spirit stones! ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Roll if you don't buy it! ”

"Humph! A gambler, who deserves to lose his fortune and end up like this! ”

......

As a cultivator, Su Chen's sense of hearing was very keen, and all the quarrels coming from behind him fell in his ears.

The general information took shape in his mind:

A gambler lost all his fortune so much that he didn't even have the money to bury his father, so he thought of selling his sword for some spirit stones, so that his dead father could be buried in the ground.

Su Chen pondered the tone of his voice when he spoke, and felt that the other party's words did not seem to be fake.

The long sword he was selling might be a treasure.

He stopped, turned and walked towards the sword-selling man, pushing his way through the crowd and looking ahead.

At the corner of the street, there was a one-armed man dressed in yellowed white clothes and a scruffy beard.

He held a dark black sword in his hand, and a worn bamboo mat was placed on his left hand.

The bamboo swept into a cylinder, and the stench emanated from it with a gentle breeze.

Su Chen's gaze fell into it, and it was faintly visible that there was an old man's corpse lying in the bamboo mat.

"How can this sword be worth 50 high-grade spirit stones, can you show it to this Dao?" Su Chen asked sincerely.

When the buyer arrived, the one-armed man's tired face suddenly glowed, and he hurriedly handed over the long sword.

The moment Su Chen took the long sword, he felt that his palm sank, and this long sword seemed to weigh a hundred catties.

Su Chen held the scabbard, his gaze fell on it, and he looked at it carefully.

The sword is four feet long, with a jet-black scabbard and hilt, and no pattern engraved on the surface.

It looks quaint and atmospheric.

He drew his sword, only to hear a crisp "buzz" sound coming from the blade.

The sound of the sword roar shook the hearts of everyone around.

The blade is the color of pure silver, glowing with a little coldness.

Su Chen pulled out a piece of hair and put it down into the blade.

The moment the hair touched the blade, it broke into two knots.

Immediately, he took out his longsword from the storage bag.

He stretched out his two hands, each holding the hilts of two swords.

With all their strength, they cut off each other.

"Bell!"

The moment the swords touched, the long sword in his left hand broke into two.

The long sword he usually uses was cut off!

"What a sword!"

"This Dao has lost its eyes, this sword is really worth the price for selling 50 high-grade spirit stones!"

The onlookers were amazed again and again, and they all sighed that this sword was extraordinary.

"Just now, Ben Dao and the others looked away, and Daoist friends sold this sword to Ben Dao, and Ben Dao is willing to give 10 more high-grade spirit stones." A man in a golden robe said excitedly at the one-armed strong man.

"Not for sale!"

The one-armed man directly refused, and then continued: "This sword is only sold to those who are destined, and when these fools lack a pair of discerning eyes, selling it to you is really defiling my sword!" ”

Su Chen inserted the long sword into the scabbard, holding the sword body horizontally with both hands, and was about to return it to the other party.

However, the one-armed man shook his head and said, "If Brother Dao wants to buy this sword, just buy it." 50 high-grade spirit stones to buy this sword, absolutely no loss! ”

Su Chen didn't say a word, and immediately took out 50 high-grade spirit stones and handed them to the other party.

"I wonder if this sword is famous?"

"Black Styx!"

After the one-armed man finished speaking, he immediately picked up the corpse in the bamboo mat and walked out of the crowd.

"I don't know the name of my friend?" Su Chen asked again.

"Deng Yi."