The passion is high, and the cry is earth-shattering.

This group of monks, who already had a bad impression of Lao Bangzi, decisively stood on Dongyun's side at this moment.

Immediately-

"Established, established, absolutely established".

"Old fellow, you're so shameless!

"That is, that is, forty-one is forty-one as you say yourself."

"Hand over the information, hand over the information"

The crowd rose up to attack it, and the cultivators were roaring.

Dongyun turned his head at this time, as if he was the leading big brother of this group, and looked at Lao Bangzi: "Hand it over! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."

Threatened, strong threat.

Everyone looked at Dongyun like a god, this was the first person who dared to treat Lao Bangzi like this, and dared to threaten this old ruffian who was powerful and prosperous.

I glanced at it hatefully.

Lao Bangzi said unconvinced: "Here you go, but be careful when you walk at night, in case someone stabs me with a two-inch knife, don't lie on my head."

Nima's.

Is this a clear threat? And the threat is so blunt, meaning, you will stab people with that two-inch knife, right?

"Bring it—"

Dongyun was silent and shouted angrily.

Under the instigation of everyone, this old man gave the information to Dongyun stupidly.

Oh God!

Unexpectedly, the information worth six thousand was killed into forty-one with one sword, and many monks followed with Mo Bai.

"Fellow Daoist, stay here, I cheered for you just now, can you pass this information on to me. As soon as Dongyun turned around, in the hateful eyes of the old man, he was about to leave, and several monks grabbed him, the meaning was obvious, this was to share the fruits he had just obtained.

"Shhh

Dongyun made a booing motion, and even glanced back at Lao Bangzi. Then he gave the monks who were watching him a positive look.

Instead, he calmly left.

After he left, many monks followed him.

And the more than ten people standing in front of Lao Bangzi did not follow, and secretly fought with Lao Bangzi and talked about the code.

In a spacious restaurant.

Dongyun sat at a table full of food and wine. In front of him, dozens of monks were standing in line, all looking at Dongyun who was drinking wine in one hand and supporting the table with the other.

"Immortal son, you have a price! I'm not unwilling to give out the spirit stone, as long as you open it properly, I will buy your news." The monk standing at the front said anxiously.

Facing the anxious looks of these dozens of monks.

Dongyun is sure that these are all large and small, and there are monk forces with backgrounds.

Therefore, there is no hurry, no hurry.

"In this way, this son, I don't want to be honest, and I don't want to take advantage of you, this information is indeed a bit amazing. In addition, the pit demon has a supreme technique in his hand, which may be one of the nine duels. However, looking at honest people like you, it is not good not to pass it on to you. At this point, Dongyun tasted the wine again and looked out the window in no hurry.

"Childe, you should say a low limit, how to lower it, so that you can hand over this information to us." Another monk asked impatiently.

Lure the enemy deep and probe the bottom line.

Shinonome is sure that this group of people who are in a hurry to buy information are either hostile forces. Or, it's just that you like your own exercises, and in addition, you also have fantasies about the demon in your body.

The appearance must be sufficient in order to be convincing.

Dongyun looked at everyone with a sad expression, and said with a somewhat worried face: "Okay! Okay! No matter how much the old man sells for a copy, you can get this shocking information for half of it."

"Half"

Everyone was half stunned.

Unexpectedly, stunned.

Half-ringing――

A monk asked weakly: "Immortal Son, look at the forty-one spirit stones you obtained, will this price be too high?"

"Uh! It's a little higher, I think I'm beyond the basic principles, so, don't sell it, you better go to Xitianji to buy it! I'm tired, I want to rest, don't bother." As soon as Dongyun finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sat down, practiced, and directly ignored this group of goods.

Stunned, stupid, speechless.

These dozens of monks confused this immortal son who kept the spirit stone away. It was fine just now, but when you say you turn your face, you turn your face.

Several more people left.

I wonder if I can get this tempting information from Xitianji.

And more people chose to wait here for Shinonome to wake up.

Dongyun doesn't know what kind of price he is worth in the eyes of this group of emperors and big forces, if he knows, then he will not let him make a price at all.

Chicken Imperial City.

In a crowded place with a large number of monks.

Hundreds of monks surrounded Lao Bangzi in the middle, but they didn't dare to step beyond the thunder pond into the enclosure of Lao Bangzi.

In the field.

The old man shook his rough feet proudly, and his eyes were proud.

Beside him, there was a large black package, which was full of spirit stones.

It's obvious.

The people under the more than ten forces before bought the news they wanted and had already left.

"Speed, the price is not the same, six thousand spirit stones, don't have more, don't do it less, it's six thousand!" Lao Bangzi sat on a pile of grass stomping, chewing a grass root in his mouth, and was shouting and screaming there.

The monks who had left Shinonome and came here smelled the price of the transaction. Without looking back, he walked towards the restaurant where Dongyun was located, and it was obvious that the price of Dongyun was real.

In the restaurant.

Dongyun is still as immobile as a mountain, like an old tree with its roots.

It's --

But no one dared to disturb his practice.

The time is slight, and it is counting the hours.

Soon, another few hours passed.

"Whew!"

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, Dongyun's deep eyes opened, swept over the dozens of people, and asked in surprise: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Ask while knowing the answer

Many people understand that this son may really not care about spirit stones. However, you can't leave.

"Immortal Son, I went there just now, and now the price of Xitianji is six hundred spirit stones a piece." A monk said calmly.

Faced with such a question and answer.

Dongyun just smiled faintly: "Okay then! My information is three thousand copies, if you want to speed up, I want to enter Huangshan, and I don't have time to chat here."

Everyone""

In their hearts, these dozens of people regarded Dongyun as a profiteer in an instant, and the information bought with forty-one spirit stones would cost three thousand spirit stones in an instant, just kidding!

Categorically, no, don't ask for it.

Dongyun is a knife to seal the back road of this group of people.

Lao Bangzi's price of 6,000 believes that not a dime will be less, but only more. That's why the price of 3,000 was offered.

"Have a copy".

The monk who said six hundred just now gritted his teeth and said, and in everyone's surprise, he threw a Qiankun bag to Dongyun.

I was happy in my heart, and I was calm on the surface.

Stretch out your hand.

Taking the Qiankun bag that was as heavy as an ear of rice, Dongyun sent the information given by Lao Bangzi to the test passed by the spirit stone.

Exultation.

Super joy.

The moment the monk received the spiritual message, his face was filled with joy and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Obviously, this is the value.

Everyone is a good hand at observing the face and color, and they are vain.

"Have a copy".

"Count me in".

"This is my spirit stone"

The large group of monks could be said to have all of this valuable information in their hands, and they all turned away with happy faces.

The main thing.

No one doubted the authenticity of this information.

The reason is very simple, this is like a wisp of recorded information not far from the pit demon, recording all the events of the day of the pit demon, of course, some should not appear, there will be no more.

Looking at the big bag in his hand.

Shinonome was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Don't think much about it.

Leaning out with one hand, Dongyun collected these dozens of spirit stones.

Then he turned and left.

In Jihuang Mountain, a small forest.

Dongyun was lying lazily on a large bluestone, unable to help the joy in his heart, and absorbing the qi spirit stone qi one by one.

The Seven Heavens of Transforming Spirits.

For Dongyun, this is not too weak for the cultivation speed, but for the current situation, it is really too weak.

One piece, another piece.

Spirit fossil dust.

In less than a few hours, Dongyun absorbed six or seven of the more than 100 spirit stones he obtained this time.

"Whew!"

Exhale with a cloudy breath.

Dongyun opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said to himself with joy: "It's almost full."

Then he stood up and looked at the large area of buildings in the distance in front of Jihuang Mountain, stretching for several miles, and sighed with some emotion: This is the edge of the monk world, and the monks are like clouds, and the strong hands are continuous, I really don't know what kind of grand occasion the real monk world is.

Right now.

From time to time, he glanced behind him and looked around, and his old and withered eyes flashed with excitement and excitement.

"Huang Shao-you're too fast, aren't you?" said the old man panting, out of breath, and the unique front teeth in his mouth trembled in his mouth.

Shinonome stood with his hands in his hands.

Looking at the old bangzi in the field, I want to see it through, but in the end, none of them are found, this old bangzi seems simple, but in fact it should be a hidden master.

Nodding, Shinonome was silent.

Lao Bangzi sat on the ground with his buttocks, shaking a pile of dead leaves and splashing them everywhere, but it did not affect his free-going character. With a big grin, he pulled a grass head casually, chewed it in his mouth again, and the light in his eyes swept over, looking at Dongyun: "I said, Huang Shao, you are too ruthless, you actually pit so many families at one time, how many have you done, and whether you have more than me."

It doesn't matter.

Dongyun Yan was serious, and looked at Lao Bangzi without a smile: "Xi Tianji, I need a large number of spirit stones recently, give me all the spirit stones in your hand, and I will return you in the future."

Although there are more than 100 more than 100 in hand, Dongyun knows that every step of his step must be filled with spirit stones and heaven and earth spirit treasures, which is an astronomical amount and a big scary.

"No, absolutely not".

As soon as he smelled the spirit stone, the old man's head shook like a wave drum.

The expression, the image, the look of absolute determination.

With that dry hand, he kept swaying.

"I am the Eucharist".

In the face of Lao Bangzi's strictness, he was serious and did not give spirit stones. Dongyun just said four words lightly.

Suddenly.

The old guy staggered to his feet.

Rushed to Dongyun, looked at Dongyun, glanced non-stop, and muttered: "Sure enough, the Holy Body."

Stand quietly, plain and waveless.

Dongyun knew that the fact that he was a holy body was too shocking and had to be shocked.

The Holy Sacrament, in the Rising Sun Continent is a legend.

It's a legend that people have to mention.

I want to say that in the ancient mythological era, this continent was ruled by the Holy Body, and no one could reverse it.

However, as time passed, this heaven and earth ceased to be the stage of the Eucharist, and the Eucharist no longer had a place to stand.