Shen Cang's words made Shen Lang laugh out loud. Shen Cang didn't know that it was unlikely that Su Luo would sell the magic pattern model to the Golden Silk Law Pattern Workshop, but Shen Lang knew. So listening to Shen Cang's words, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Shen Lang's laughter, Shen Cang suddenly came back to his senses and glared at his son fiercely, "Stinky boy, what are you laughing at?"

"Dad!" Shen Lang looked at Su Luo, and seeing that Su Luo didn't say anything special, he looked at his father Shen Cang again, "Do you know where my senior brother was before he came to our Shen family?"

"Oh?" Shen Cang looked at his son with some doubts, knowing that his son was Mo Ruo's father, he knew very well that his son's surname was Ge, and he would never be ambiguous in major matters. Since the son said such things at this time, there must be a reason.

"Dad, just now my senior brother and I were in the Emperor Star Tower. We were in the Emperor Star Building, and we met Miao Yue of the Golden Silk Pattern Workshop and the bastard Shan Ze of the single family. Shen Lang gritted his teeth and said hatefully, but then he smiled, "Dad, this time Miao Yue suffered a heavy loss, he asked Shan Ze's bastard to provoke me and provoke me to accept a bet, they didn't expect that my senior brother Su Luo was also present." ”

The bet naturally began, and the bet was five hundred catties of spiritual liquid. Shen Lang said.

"What? Five hundred catties of spiritual liquid? Stinky boy, you dare to bet on five hundred catties of spiritual liquid, your kid is too bold, right? What if you lose? I can't wipe you, you know the current situation of our Shen family, right?" Shen Cang heard Shen Lang say that the bet was five hundred catties of spiritual liquid, and his eyes froze, five hundred catties of spiritual liquid is not a small number for ordinary Great Spirit Master Realm cultivators. And Shen Lang and them were spiritual qi realm cultivators, and they couldn't have so much spiritual liquid at all.

"With Senior Brother here, what am I afraid of?" Shen Lang rolled his eyelids and smiled indifferently, "As a result, Miao Yue will be miserable, and the candidate he sent is Lin Kui, the old housekeeper of their Miao family." Lin Kui's old thing is also very strong, it is the peak realm of the Spirit Master Realm, and he is a lot older, but he is also really strong. ”

Who is Lin Kui, of course Shen Cang knows that his Shen family and the Miao family have been fighting in secret for many years, and some of the more powerful characters in the Miao family, Shen Cang knows in his heart. This Lin Kui is a peak cultivator of the Spirit Master Realm, he has been in the Miao family for a hundred years, a full hundred and fifty years, and he is extremely loyal.

After hearing Shen Lang say that the person sent by the other party was actually Lin Kui, Shen Cang's complexion finally changed, although he felt that the bet was too big when he heard the five hundred catties of spiritual liquid just now, even if he lost, it was just some spiritual liquid. However, if the other party sent Lin Kui, then for Shen Lang and the others, no matter who the candidate sent was, they might have to worry about their lives, so Shen Cang's face changed greatly.

"Nonsense! Then Lin Kui's strength is strong, how can you deal with it?" Shen Cang scolded, he looked at Su Luo, because Su Luo was still here, so he didn't want to reprimand Shen Lang too much. And now Shen Lang is standing by his side, so no matter what the result of the bet is, Shen Lang's safety is no problem.

"Dad!" Shen [***] said, "No matter how strong Lin Kui is, he is not a senior brother's opponent." Miao Yue was full of confidence at the time, thinking that he had settled me, haha, in the end, Lin Kui was not easily killed by his senior brother on the fighting platform. ”

"What?" Shen Cang was taken aback again, this time he was really a little shocked, and he looked at Su Luo in disbelief.

"Little friend, this ......" Shen Cang really couldn't believe what Shen Lang said, although he had always believed in his son's character, but this was too exaggerated, right? Shen Cang could be sure that Su Luo's age was definitely much younger than his son Shen Lang, who could believe that such a young cultivator killed a peak cultivator of the Spirit Master?

Knowing that Su Luo could make a magic pattern model before, Shen Cang could conclude that Su Luo was at least a Spirit Master Realm cultivator, because Su Luo even took out a fourth-level magic pattern model. Without stepping into the Spirit Master Realm, it is impossible to even know what the fourth-level magic pattern looks like. And the fourth-level law pattern model must have a four-level law pattern, so Shen Cang concluded that Su Luo was a spiritual master realm cultivator. Moreover, Su Luo is the personal lineage of Elder Tian Ke**, and it would not be very surprising to say that he was a Spirit Master Realm cultivator. If you are not outstanding, how can you be favored by Elder Tian Ke?

Shen Cang also tried to sense Su Luo's strength, but he didn't get the result, and he was not too obvious, after all, Su Luo was a guest, or a guest who could solve the problems encountered by Shen Cang's Law Pattern Workshop.

"Master Shen, what Shen Lang said is true, Lin Kui has indeed been killed by me. Therefore, I have a grudge with the Golden Silk Pattern Workshop, and it is impossible to sell these magic pattern models to them. Seeing Shen Cang's eyes looking at him, Su Luo nodded and said, "Now, let's ask Master Shen to estimate a price for these magic pattern models, and I won't tell you anything, I urgently need some spiritual liquid." ”

"Okay, I'll start estimating their value. Shen Cang hurriedly responded.

For cultivators, number arithmetic is a very simple matter, their spirits are so powerful that they can never forget, and the value of hundreds of Dharma pattern models only needs to be scanned once, and the overall value can almost be estimated.

"Little friend, the value of these magic patterns is about eight hundred catties of spiritual liquid. "After Shen Cang liquidated, he quoted a slightly higher price, if it was calculated completely according to the market price of the acquisition of the magic pattern model, these magic pattern models taken out by Su Luo would not reach eight hundred catties of spiritual liquid, about seven hundred and fifty catties of spiritual liquid, Shen Cang obviously added some more on this basis.

Among the magic pattern models that Su Luo took out, the new fourth-level magic pattern model was the most valuable, and the value of this magic pattern model alone was more than three hundred catties of spiritual liquid. Removing this new fourth-level magic pattern model with a metal surname, it will belong to the three new top-notch ** magic patterns. These three pieces of the best ** magic pattern, each piece is worth 100 catties of spiritual liquid, and the three pieces are 300 catties. The rest of the Dharma pattern models add up to about one hundred and fifty catties of spiritual liquid.

Of course, these French pattern models are sold at the French Pattern Workshop, and the price must be higher than this number, and the French Pattern Workshop is also profitable, and it is quite profitable.

Su Luo was very satisfied with the price that Shen Cang said, he had seen the prices of various patterns in the Golden Silk Pattern Workshop and the East Pole Pattern Workshop, and naturally calculated the price of these patterns he had taken out in his heart. The price given by Shen Cang was higher than his psychological price.

"Master Shen, then make a deal at this price, I don't know when I will get these spiritual liquids?" asked Su Luo, who was most concerned about the spiritual liquid. If Shen Cang asked him to wait for a month or two, then Su Luo would definitely hesitate in his heart. Of course, now Su Luo's demand for spiritual liquid is not as strong as it was at the beginning, and the spiritual liquid he harvested in the Emperor Star Tower is more than six hundred catties. The bet was four hundred and fifty catties, and there were also nearly two hundred catties of spiritual liquid in Na Lin Kui's space bag. There are these spiritual fluids, which are enough for Su Luo** to use for a while.

"Little friend, the spiritual liquid is good, I'll start preparing it right away. Shen Lang, you take my warrant and go to the family treasury to retrieve eight hundred catties of spiritual liquid. Shen Cang immediately said to Shen Lang.

"Yes, Dad, I'll be right away. After receiving Shen Cang's warrant, Shen Lang said to Su Luo again, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

......

In the courtyard of the Miao family's house.

Miao Yue hurriedly returned to the family, his face was pale, this time he had lost a lot, and he didn't know how to explain to his father. But the more Miao knew that he had to say this kind of thing as soon as possible, and the longer the time dragged on, the greater his responsibility.

"Young Master!" When the guards saw Miao Yue, they all stepped forward to salute.

"Get out!" Miao Yue was in no mood to respond to these ordinary family guards at this time, so he scolded directly, and then hurried past.

The guards looked at each other one by one, what happened to the young master today? Who offended the young master?

In Hongyan County, there are not many people who dare to offend the young master of the Miao family, but there are definitely not too many. And for that small number of people, Miao Yue will not enter the water to provoke the other party, even if he happens to encounter it, he will immediately avoid it.

So, what's going on?

"Hahaha, good, very good! Now, see how long Shen Cang can hold on? If the acquisition is successful, the Golden Silk Pattern Workshop will expand again and further enhance its influence. At that time, half of the French pattern model business in the entire Hongyan County will be in the hands of my Miao family. In a room, Miao Yiyang smiled and said extremely proudly.

"That Shen Cang, now he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he buys the magic pattern model at a high price everywhere, but the law pattern model artists in Hongyan County City have been specially taken care of by the party I present, who will sell the law pattern model to them? Even if there are individual law pattern modelers, who do this quietly, the number is very limited. As for Jinsi's competitor Dongji, as well as the purple yarn, they will not easily risk getting involved in the acquisition of Shen Cangfa Pattern Workshop, and they will not dare to offend our master by coming to our scene. A middle-aged cultivator in a golden robe said with a smile on his gloomy face.

This man, named Gu Ya, also came from the scene, and his master was the dojo councillor Ferrer. Gu Ya, who has an amazing talent in the magic pattern, is not yet 100 years old, and he is already a ** magic pattern master, and his future is bright. Even Feller said that Gu Ya could become a fourth-level magic pattern modeler.

"Hehe, I will never forget the kindness of Councillor Ferrer. You have contributed a lot to this matter, Mr. Guya, I know it. I've prepared some small gifts that I will definitely take with you when Mr. Guya leaves. Miao Yiyang's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say, Miao patriarch, you are too polite. When Gu Ya heard Miao Yiyang's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, but his mouth was polite.

In fact, the purpose of his coming to Miao's house this time was not to prepare a small gift for Miao Yiyang? Otherwise, he would come to Miao's house only when he was full. He knew how heavy the small gift in Miao Yiyang's mouth was. (To be continued.) )