Chapter 8 Swallow Your Anger

Perhaps because it was too early, there were only a few monks in the square of Baibao Street who set up stalls here, so the whole square was extremely deserted.

Looking at Duan Xia in a white dress like a fluttering butterfly shuttling in front of him, Qiu Mingcha felt a strange feeling rise in his heart: the sun seemed to be shining brightly, and the whole world seemed to be much brighter.

"Giggles, why are you stupid? We still have to be on business, hehe" The woman smiled, but her face changed slightly in surprise and said, "Huh, is this the legendary god-level artifact?" But seeing the price of the artifact, it is full of 10,000 taels of red gold, this price is too expensive for Duan Xia and Qiu Ming today, they can only look up high, but they can't afford to buy it.

Qiu Ming followed the voice and looked at it: the gun was one foot eight feet long, and the whole body was covered with a faint layer of simple green rhyme, because of the age, the gun body had been smeared with a layer of black rust. Qiu Ming concluded that the spear was the work of a wandering cultivator, as it did not have any ornaments that symbolized the beauty and nobility of the spear, and after the fall of its owner, the spear changed hands and was eventually sold on Baibao Street. Of course, there is another possibility, the owner may have gotten a better spear, or he is not a sharpshooter himself, so he entrusted this seemingly redundant spear to Baibaojie to sell.

"Drink!"

Qiu Ming withdrew his greedy gaze and took a deep breath.

"Humph!"

The cultivator who was guarding the Divine Spear had a look of disdain on his face, as if Qiu Ming's humble eyes had defiled the Divine Spear.

Duan Xia pulled Qiu Ming over, walked forward without looking back, and at the same time said coldly with dissatisfaction: "Hmph, we were still thinking about whether to buy this magic spear, but depending on your attitude towards customers, we won't buy it." ”

The cultivator looked at each other, and Shang Ruo regretted losing a seller because of this: this magic spear had been on Baibao Street for more than a year, and it had never been sold, for no other reason: it was too expensive, which discouraged all the cultivators who came to hunt for treasures.

Thinking of the words "no one cares", the cultivator's expression immediately became relieved: Looking at your appearance, you are not a rich master, and at the moment he said sarcastically: "Two babies who have never seen the world dare to ridicule your uncle." ”

"What did you just say, do you have the guts to repeat it again?"

"Yo, stinky boy, Uncle Ben said two words to you, and you still have a temper. The cultivator smiled a little unscrupulously: "Hehe, since you don't like to listen to it so much, then the uncle also said that two poor and sour stinky boys, who dare to visit our Baibao Street without money, are simply here to find bad luck." ”

"Do you have the courage to repeat Fang Cai's words again?" Qiu Ming's eyes tightened, and his momentum suddenly became cold.

The other party obviously noticed Qiu Ming's strange appearance, he looked stunned, and secretly hesitated: This person has such a big reputation, there must be some tough backstage, but in this one-acre and three-point land in Yongnan County, there are only a few young cultivators who are from famous families and have a prominent reputation, and there is no reason why he doesn't know these people.

Could it be that this man is from another county?

"Roar!"

The howl was rapid and short, and the blood instantly overflowed like a tide, Qiu Ming's eyes were filled, and the corners of his lips twitched and contracted rapidly, pulling into a jagged shape, followed by the lips turned outward, revealing the canine teeth dripping on both sides; Qiu Ming at this moment, there is no doubt that he is like a hungry and crazy beast through the ages.

Seeing the fierce light of Qiu Ming's eyes, Duan Xia couldn't help but take a few steps back, and muttered with a disgraced face: "Is this still the Qiu Ming I know? He is simply a bloodthirsty beast." ”

"He's not from my human race, what he does is very similar to the innate supernatural power of the demon beast clan [Blood Psychics]," a knowledgeable cultivator whispered, "But it's not like it, it's really strangely tight, strangely tight." ”

The demon beast clan is divided into countless branches, and the [Blood Psychic] technique is the most ferocious and powerful demon beast king among the demon beasts, and it is said that once this magic power is used, it can make its own strength soar several times, and the hair color has changed to the same brown-red or golden yellow as the beast clan. However, [Blood Psychic] is only recorded in the book, but no one in the world has seen it, and no one knows the reason for chasing it.

"Howl!"

With a long, sigh-like howl, Qiu Ming's expression returned to normal, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling and crisp sound. Others endured this insult, and his current cultivation was obviously not enough to sweep away any unfair treatment, but at this moment, he was still a little unwilling in his heart.

"Let's go!"

Duan Xia nodded, after such a fuss, she lost the interest of shopping: "Let's go buy some [Ice Spirit Cold Stone] and [Gathering Spirit Grass] first, and then go back." ”

[Gathering Spirit Grass] ranks at the bottom of the Seven Grasses, and although [Ice Spirit Cold Stone] is also ranked last among the three stones, compared to the value of the two, [Spirit Gathering Grass] is far inferior to this [Ice Spirit Cold Stone].

[Gathering Spirit Grass] is a strange grass used by cultivators to condense spiritual energy and cultivate, while [Ice Spirit Cold Stone] is a kind of cold stone collected in the Arctic Icefield, and then he was brought back to the Terran continent by the ancestors of the human race, and fed and nurtured with strange cold things.

According to legend, the [Ice Spirit Cold Stone] is sealed with a thousand-year-old cold spirit, which can be used to stimulate and expand the potential of living beings, speed up the cultivation of cultivators, and allow cultivators' cultivation to be quickly and effectively enhanced.

Therefore, the price of buying a piece of [Ice Spirit Cold Stone] is one tael of red gold, while buying a [Gathering Spirit Grass] only requires one tael of silver, and one tael of red gold is one hundred taels of silver, so the gap between the two can be said to be very different.

"Giggles, I'll buy you an artifact first. ”

Duan Xia walked a few steps, suddenly stopped at a stall, and with a quick catch, she pulled a magic spear into her small hand, she waved it casually, and the magic spear suddenly pierced the void, making a breaking sound.

Qiu Ming stared at the woman's pretty face, and found that the other party's pretty face was full of smiles, as if the haze of Fang Cai had been swept away, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but say: "En'en, although this magic spear is not in the stream, at best it is just an extremely sharp iron spear, but with this kind of cold cultivator, it is more than enough, hehe." ”

"Hmph, don't be cheap, although this magic spear is not in your eyes, it also cost me a silver or two, and I paid for it myself. ”

Duan Xia pursed her red lips and said dissatisfied, her upper and lower jaw movements, and the slightly pursed corners of her lips made her look unusually cute.

Qiu Ming lost his mind for a moment and said, "Thank you Lord Duan for giving me the divine weapon." ”

"Hehe, that's pretty much it. Duan Xia pursed her lips and chuckled, "Let's go, I'll take you to buy some treasures, so that those who look down on us can be surprised." ”

Duan Xia purchased a total of 1,000 [Ice Spirit Cold Stones], 10,000 [Gathering Spirit Grass], and the mortal-level divine spear, mortal-level divine bow, and mortal-level divine sword were each twenty, and a total of more than 3,000 taels of red gold were spent.

Looking back at the truck following behind him, Qiu Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a big deal!"

This kind of handiwork is indeed not small, it is full of three thousand one hundred taels of red gold. Qiu Ming's eyebrows furrowed: as far as he knew, the Battle Strategy Inn was one of the most famous inns in this small county, and he had never dared to find the inn without any trouble, but hoarding so many divine soldiers, as well as [Gathering Spirit Grass] and [Ice Spirit Cold Stone], something must have happened, otherwise the upper echelons of the inn would never have done this.

"Idiot, what are you thinking?" Duan Xiajiao smiled and leaned over to Qiu Ming's side and looked at him carefully: "Eyebrows are tightly locked, there must be something on your mind, let's say it, be lenient in confession, and strict in resisting." ”

"It's nothing" Qiu Ming stuttered a little, and after the words, Qiu Ming couldn't wait to scrape his ears, and his unclear speech would definitely make the other party suspicious.

"It looks like you're being dishonest. The woman pretended to be slightly angry: "Hmph, go back and accept the family law." ”

Faced with the "threat" from the woman, Qiu Ming obviously didn't take it to heart, and immediately said tentatively: "Don't scare me, your serious eyes have betrayed the kindness in your heart deeply, so I must be fine when I go back, hehe." ”