Facing Zhuo Xingran's gaze, Gu Beichen smiled in his heart and complained secretly:

"Sixty thousand spirit stones, plus three taels of star dust and sand, it seems that you really want to be this fat sheep to be slaughtered!

But the more determined you are, the more I want you to let you go out with a wave of blood! ”

Then he smiled kindly and said:

"Although the Holy Son turns his face faster than a book, he is indeed wealthy.

However, although you bid a higher price than the two seniors, you may not have heard clearly, Holy Son, the price I want is:

The natal feathers of three blue sky larks, one pound of cloud sea stones, three taels of star dust and sand, plus a book of wood attribute exercises. ”

Zhuo Xingran, who originally looked arrogant and determined to win, looked cold, squinted at Gu Beichen, and after staring for a moment, he said coldly:

"Boy, you don't really think that your sporadic grass is worth this value, this holy son advises you, don't get an inch, be careful to take money if you have a life, and spend it if you don't have a life!"

Gu Beichen was unmoved, smiled slightly, and said indifferently:

"Holy Son, if you want to be coerced, you can avoid it, is it possible that in this Heavenly Palace, you still dare to do something to me?

Besides, when I sell my things, I naturally sell as much as I want, and I sell them to whomever I want, what do you say? ”

Zhuo Xingran's face was like frost, and he secretly hated in his heart:

"If it weren't for this hundred-year-old sporadic grass, which is very important to me, and it involves me in the middle stage of the Jindan Realm, how could this Holy Son come back to find you a dog.

When I get this hundred-year-old sporadic grass and practice the Star Falling Pill to advance to the middle of the Golden Pill Realm as quickly as possible, even Sikong Zhao can't press me any longer, and when the time comes, it will not be easy to clean up your new disciple and let you spit out what you have gained today! ”

As soon as he thought of this, he spoke again:

"Good! Ben Son will give you a price that you can't refuse:

How about 120,000 spars, plus three taels of stardust sand? ”

Xie Hongling and the old shopkeeper Wang were stunned at the same time, frowned and looked at Zhuo Xingran, and after seeing that he didn't seem to be a fake, they looked at Gu Beichen again.

Although they also really wanted this hundred-year-old sporadic grass, the price was too much more than it was worth, and they would definitely not bid like this.

Feeling the gaze of the two, Zhuo Xingran raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"Two of you, but you still have to bid with this holy son!"

The old shopkeeper Wang sighed slightly and said:

"It's all the same door, don't hurt the harmony. Since Zhuo Shengzi is willing to make this blood, this thing must be quite important to you, and as soon as such a price comes out, the old man can only be an adult. ”

Xie Hongling was about to speak, but saw Gu Beichen suddenly stand up, looked at Zhuo Xingran with interest, and then gently rubbed his chin, and after a little thought, he said softly:

"Zhuo Shengzi, I really have no reason to refuse this price, but I can also feel it, and the Holy Son is probably quite hateful towards me.

Combined with the fact that I gave your face in front of people like that before, I'm afraid that now it's true that the Holy Son bought my spirit grass and gave me things, but it is inevitable that he wants to clean me up in the future. ”

"Hmm...... Some insight. ”

Zhuo Xingran was slightly startled at first, but he didn't expect Gu Beichen to see this matter so thoroughly, and then continued:

"Since you have picked things out in the open, this Holy Son is even more disdainful of covering up, yes, whether you sell the spirit grass to me today or not, it will not affect my targeting of you in the future, it is just that it is nothing more than the depth or shallowness of the target."

"Haha......"

Gu Beichen stroked his palms and laughed, and then jokingly said:

"Then what does the Holy Son think, what is the difference between a thousand swords and a direct kill?"

Without waiting for Zhuo Xingran to speak, Gu Beichen asked and replied:

"For me, the end result is death! So why should I sell this spirit grass to you to take you a step further and let me take a bigger risk?

Besides, since the Holy Son is so painful, he will also be bled by my big knife, thinking that the value of this spiritual grass to you is far higher than what you have paid, so I am afraid that this thing can bring a qualitative change to yourself.

For example, the physical progress of the body, such as the realm of leaps and bounds? ”

When Xie Hongling heard this, he couldn't hide his surprise and looked at Gu Beichen, and said in shock:

"A disciple of a remote lower sect can face the holy son of the upper sect without being humble or arrogant, and with this huge wealth on the other side, he can analyze the current situation so calmly, and what the other party wants, what a smart boy!"

The old shopkeeper Wang stared at Gu Beichen with his eyes, and admired in his heart:

"This son has a quick mind and a long-term vision.

If it's a cultivation talent, it's also the best choice, no! Even if it's just good, as long as I cultivate more in Qingyun Heavenly Palace, I will definitely be able to become a stunning and brilliant character like a saint in the future.

When the palace master comes back, I will still report this matter, don't miss such a talent. ”

Zhuo Xingran's eyes became cold again, staring at Gu Beichen and sneering:

"Hmph, you're a smart man, so what can you do?"

Gu Beichen looked at Zhuo Xingran's fair face, looked at his superior woman's appearance, and said in his heart: "Since you have offended, then you will be offended to death, let him act as soon as possible, it is better than always hiding in the dark, it is better to come, once the matter is big here, if he makes a move on me in the future, others will definitely blame him for the first time." ”

Then he said softly:

"Actually, it's not impossible to sell it to the Holy Son, but I have a reluctant request."

Seeing that there seemed to be room for things, looking at Gu Beichen who seemed to be soft, Zhuo Xingran smiled disdainfully and said:

"Hehe, how hard I should be, say what kind of requirements, this holy son can consider one or two."

Gu Beichen suddenly looked at Zhuo Xingran with ambiguous eyes, his eyes wandered back and forth on his face, and just when Zhuo Xingran was about to scold, Gu Beichen seemed to be embarrassed and said:

"My son, I came from the next sect, although I have seen some scenes, but I have never seen such a beautiful person as the Holy Son.

My heart throbbed for a while, if the Holy Son called me a husband, I would give this hundred-year-old sporadic grass to the Holy Son.

When the time comes, the Holy Son will naturally know if this son is hard and ruthless! ”

"Poof......

Xie Hongling took a sip of tea that he had just drunk slowly, and all of it squirted out, and the well-informed shopkeeper Wang also looked at Gu Beichen dumbfounded.

Although he had already realized that Gu Beichen had the intention of making a big deal out of it, he never thought about it and didn't expect him to speak in this way.

"You! Should! Die! ”

Zhuo Xingran said this sentence almost word by word, and the star pen in his hand suddenly retracted, and a seven-foot spear stabbed straight into Gu Beichen's chest.

Gu Beichen had already prepared, and when the words fell, he quickly retreated while holding the scattered grass in front of his chest.

The cold light of the spear flickered, but looking at the scattered grass in front of him, Zhuo Xingran's hand still slowed down a little.

With a wave of his hand, the spear lifted a few inches and plunged towards Gu Beichen's forehead.

"Today, I will risk the rules of the sect to kill my fellow sects, and I will also kill you under the gun!"