The middle-aged man was naturally happy when he saw Yang Chen so bold.

He took the bag of spirit stones and counted them with his divine sense, and after the number was correct, he directly put them in the storage bag.

"Is there a flying magic weapon with a speed comparable to that of the late stage of foundation building?" After Yang Chen pondered for a while, he asked tentatively and didn't have much hope.

After all, except for some great family sects, how could there be flying magic weapons in the later stage of the foundation building.

"Yes! A "Wind God Boat" built by a Jindan monk, whether it is a foundation building or a qi cultivator controlling this magic weapon, the speed is also several times faster than his own imperial sword, and it can be comparable to the monks in the late stage of foundation building under full drive, with a total price of 2,700 spirit stones. The middle-aged man took out a mini boat and said with all his might.

"With this little thing, the flight speed can still be comparable to the late stage of foundation building? Are you laughing at us? Yang Chen shook his head in disbelief.

"Hehe, if you don't believe it, you can try it, I have thousands of branches in Jubaolou, will I do something that damages my own signboard?" The middle-aged man looked indifferent.

"Good! I took this Fengshenzhou. Yang Chen sneered when he heard this, and threw out another bag of spirit stones.

The middle-aged man sold two treasures at once, and he was still a little calm on the surface, but he was already happy in his heart.

Dongfang Zimo was eye-opening when he saw it on the side, but he didn't expect Yang Chen to have such family resources.

I don't know if it's because he bought two treasures in a row or because the spirit stone has bottomed out, Yang Chen didn't buy anything next.

"I wonder what kind of treasure this fellow Daoist wants?" The middle-aged man gradually stabilized his mood and said to Dongfang Zimo with a smile.

"I'm clumsy in the lower eyes, I don't know what is suitable, why don't you ask Daoyou to help you choose a few pieces below?" Dongfang Zimo looked around and said.

"Daoyou can rest assured that you will leave it to me. Although there are many good things in our store, there are many suitable for Taoist friends. The middle-aged man said, and ran to the side shelves and began to look for items.

After a while, the middle-aged man came to the counter with several magic weapons and displayed them one by one.

Swords, axes, broadswords, short blades, halberds, hammers, shields......

The middle-aged man picked up an object and began to talk about it.

Dongfang Zimo shook his head, not satisfied with these things.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man introduced a few more magic weapons.

However, Dongfang Zimo was still not interested in this at all.

It is best to let the middle-aged man come up with a few sets of powerful formations and supplement some talismans.

However, these things also require a lot of spirit stones.

"Daoist friends have a total of six hundred and thirty spirit stones, just give six hundred spirit stones." The middle-aged man said after taking the abacus and calculating.

"Huh? This thing is still exquisite. Dongfang Zimo was suddenly attracted by something, and stared intently at the small bell hanging on the shelf.

"This is the exorcism bell, as the name suggests, it is specially used to deal with some demon cultivators, and it is not very effective in combat, so ordinary monks will only use it as an ornament, but it also has a little calming effect." The middle-aged man saw that it was a low-level magic weapon, so he didn't pay much attention to it and said.

When Dongfang Zimo heard this, he nodded silently.

Yang Chen glanced at him, then landed his gaze on the small bell, and said, "This thing is also counted." ”

Yang Chen said, and directly threw out a bag of spirit stones to the middle-aged man.

"Hey! Good! Good! The middle-aged man took the spirit stone and settled the exorcism bell with a smile.

"Why bother my brother." Dongfang Zimo was stunned for a moment.

"It's just a little spirit stone, junior brother don't be polite." Yang Chen said indifferently. And they went downstairs.

Dongfang Zimo smiled helplessly, and followed after putting all the things on the table into the storage bag.

The middle-aged man also hurried down to see off the guests.

Halfway through and thinking about going out, Dongfang Zimo's heart moved, and he remembered something.

"By the way, do you know what the name of this place is?" Dongfang Zimo asked the middle-aged man.

"You two must have just arrived here. This place is called Mingshan, and there is a large sect in Mingshan for the Zhou family, and this place is controlled by the Zhou clan of Mingshan. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Zhou? Do you know that there is a person named Zhou Yin in the Mingshan Zhou family? Dongfang Zimo asked tentatively.

Yang Chen on the side heard this, although his face showed doubt, but he didn't ask anything.

"Zhou Yin's people? There seems to be such one. Fellow Daoist later, I happen to have the terrain of this Ming Mountain here. The middle-aged man said, took out a drawing from the storage bag and handed it to Dongfang Zimo.

"Thank you so much." Dongfang Zimo unceremoniously took the drawing, and after using his divine sense to explore the topography of the drawing, he and Yang Chen walked out of the treasure building.

"Does this Mingshan Zhou clan have someone who knows his junior brother?" Coming to the street, Yang Chen asked curiously.

"Well, there was a relationship, but since I'm here, I'm going to visit this senior." Dongfang Zimo nodded, his face showing a hint of solemnity.

In the past, the old man Zhou Yin rescued Dongfang Zimo, but he also agreed to the conditions proposed by the other party in the future.

In the past few years, Dongfang Zimo has not forgotten this incident for a day.

Now it's time to face Zhou Yin and see what conditions he is proposing.

Dongfang Zimo followed the map and soon came to the Mingshan Zhou clan.

After informing the disciples of the Mingshan Zhou clan, Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen were waiting at the outer gate.

Barely a cup of tea, a white light appeared in the sight of more than two people.

The white light flickered, revealing a white-haired old man in a Taoist robe.

"Dongfang Zimo came to disturb the seniors, and I hope that the seniors of Zhou will be blamed." Dongfang Zimo saw the familiar face, and hurriedly bowed his hand respectfully.

Yang Chen glanced at the old man, his face showed a hint of surprise, and he also arched his hand, but did not say anything.

"Hahaha! Xiaoyou hasn't been seen for a few years, huh? You've laid the foundation! Zhou Yin in the sky was originally brushing his beard leisurely, but when he saw the foundation building cultivation emanating from Dongfang Zimo's body, he screamed a little out of shape.

Not only Zhou Yin, but even Dongfang Zimo was taken aback by the other party's cultivation.

At first, because Dongfang Zimo was still a mortal, he didn't know the cultivation realm of Old Man Zhou Yin at all.

After stepping into the cultivation of immortals in this way, he knew that the old man in front of him actually had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and he was only one step away from the Jindan period.

"Drag the predecessors to Hongfu, and the younger generations will have today's creation." After Dongfang Zimo was stunned, he said with a calm expression.

"Hehe, Dongfang Daoyou has already laid the foundation, you and I are still better commensurate with my peers. It's ...... this fellow Daoist" Zhou Yin smiled kindly, but the next second he pointed at Yang Chen in amazement and asked.

"In the Yang clan in Xiahechuan, Yang Chen, and Zimo are brothers in the same sect." Yang Chen said indifferently.

"It turned out to be Yang Daoyou, okay, it's a guest, two Taoist friends, please." Zhou Yin urged the magic weapon under his feet, landed next to the two of them, and made a gesture of please.