Remember [Chinese Network] in one second, and provide you with high-speed text debut. Gen Jingluo opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, although she wanted to get a large number of spirit stones as soon as possible to get rid of the embarrassment, but what Wan Qingping said was not unreasonable, and the robbery thing had always been the man in front of her, Zhang Luo, and she couldn't disobey his will at all.

"Then the woman is going to deal with these things!"

Wan Qing flattened his head, and just instructed: "Be careful, divide into multiple batches, and sell to different merchants, we would rather make less money, but also ensure safety!"

Gen Jingluo agreed with his mouth, but he was full of slander in his heart: I say it again every time, it's really verbose!

Without the looting and killing, Wan Qingping, who was idle, returned to his previous step-by-step life, and every day in addition to the essential practice, that is, to go to Cuiwei Mountain to exchange experiences with monks of the same level, or to make food for the eggs and demon insects every ten days and a half months, and if there is time, he will sacrifice the natal magic weapon, or find some classics about the properties on the Mumba grassland, so as not to encounter spiritual objects and miss them because they don't know them.

Of course, sometimes I will go to Zhanghuankou, a big city of monks, but unfortunately, I don't know if it's bad character or bad luck, anyway, I haven't encountered a good thing like going out to pick up treasures.

If you haven't encountered it, you haven't encountered it, anyway, since the practice, luck has been insulated from him, and the right to be a long person has insight.

On this day, he was idle again and walked slowly on the streets of Zhanghuankou.

Suddenly, Wan Qingping stopped for some reason, glanced up at the side, confirmed that it was right, and his face showed Chen Si's color: Why did you hang up the red lantern?

The Mumba Trading Company is mainly divided into two things: business and espionage, each of which has a Jiedan monk in charge, plus the espionage needs to be carried out secretly, and the tribe has stipulated a lot of confidentiality measures, such as not revealing his identity and address, so even Mrs. Lei doesn't know his current cave house.

But it's not that there isn't the slightest connection between the two, and if there is an emergency, the two monks need to get each other's support, and there is still a way to get in touch, and hanging a red lantern is one of them.

This Mrs. Lei hung up the red lantern, could it be that something happened? But I haven't heard of any major events in the Momba grassland recently!

Doubts are doubts, but Wan Qingping doesn't dare to delay, what if there is really a big event?

Immediately, the sleeve robe shook, and a hat appeared in his hand, and at the same time, the aura on his body changed for a while, and then he walked towards the Mumba Trading Company.

"This immortal master, do you need any help?" Seeing that a customer came to the door, a person ran over.

"I want to sell a magic weapon material, and I want to talk to the person who can really call the shots here!" It's not so simple to meet the supreme power of a trading company like Mrs. Lei, ordinary magic weapon materials can be in charge of the guys under the buying and selling of magic materials, but when it comes to magic weapon materials, there are exceptions.

"Immortal Master, please!" When the man heard this, he really didn't dare to slack off, and immediately caused a road ahead.

"What magic weapon materials do you have in this generation? Rest assured, our Mumba Trading Company has stood on the grassland for thousands of years, and its reputation is absolutely ......" Mrs. Lei seems to be only cultivating in the middle of foundation building, and she is still wearing a hat, and she looks secretive, she knows what this kind of generation is worried about, and she has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and she also knows how to dispel the other party's vigilance.

"I don't know if Mrs. hung up the red lantern in front of the door, what is the important thing that needs Wan's assistance?"

"Are you ......" Mrs. Lei, who was originally indifferent, suddenly changed her face, showing a look of surprise and uncertainty, and even swept the person with her divine sense with some taboos, but this person was indeed a mid-stage foundation cultivator.

"Madame, don't doubt it!" said the man, who opened his clenched fist, and a ring carved with the pattern of a barbarian god was lying in the palm of his hand.

"The concubine is rude!" Mrs. Lei finally believed that the person in front of her was indeed Wan Qingping, but the surprise in her heart did not decrease much, but became heavier, because even the late Jindan monks couldn't hide her divine sense, but the color in front of her did this.

"No wonder the last time Wan Daoyou dared to boast that his identity would definitely not be revealed, he had such the ability to change his cultivation at will......" Mrs. Lei put away her look of surprise.

"It's nothing!" Wan Qingping waved his hand, looking unconcerned, this is the truth, if the second layer of the Hidden Wild Spell Secret Technique can be seen through by a mere Jindan monk, then what kind of secret technique is it?

"I don't know what Mrs. Lei has to do to summon Wan?" he asked Fang Cai again.

When the matter of "this ......" came to an end, Mrs. Lei hesitated again.

Wan Qingping frowned, it was obvious that the other party was asking for him, but he was spitting and spitting, and he was not happy!

His expression Mrs. Lei naturally saw it in her eyes, and secretly scolded herself in her heart, obviously she had already made a decision, and she was so hesitant that she offended people for no reason, so she hurriedly said: "Don't blame Daoyou, this is the case, dare to ask Daoyou's strength?"

"Mrs. Lei, what do you mean by this?" Wan Qingping looked directly at Mrs. Lei, and his tone became cold, you must know that it is very taboo to inquire about a person's strength at will in the cultivation world.

"Don't blame Daoyou, don't blame Daoyou, it's the concubine who didn't explain it, the concubine body needs the help of Daoyou here, of course it's not a white gang, the reward will definitely make Daoyou satisfied, but you need to know the true strength of Daoyou!" Mrs. Lei hurriedly said, scolding herself again in her heart, blaming the matter for being too important and messing up.

Wan Qingping's eyes lit up, the most wonderful thing in the world for him was to earn benefits, so he didn't care about Mrs. Lei's faux pas, and replied after a little hesitation: "Wan's strength is no less than that of a monk of the same level!"

This is very vague, it's not that Wan Qingping doesn't want to answer, but at present, he doesn't know the bottom of his own strength, because he used to practice the "Taishang True Natural Originless Sutra" without secret techniques, he is used to being at the bottom of the same level of monks, although now he has refined the natal magic weapon, and the natal magic weapon is not that kind of ordinary goods, and he has also cultivated the power of one of the six true fires, but he has not fought with the monks of the same level openly, so he really has no bottom, so he can only be vague like this.

Naturally, this kind of vague answer could not satisfy Mrs. Lei at all, so she thought about it for a while, and then said: "I don't know if ten thousand Dao friends can refine the natal magic weapon?" Whether there is a natal magic weapon or not, this is an important basis for judging the strength of a monk who has just married the Dan, so there is this question.