The fat monk examined it for a while, and then realized that he had lost his temper, and showed the other party a lot of truth and truth.

However, at this time, he couldn't care about this, the thing in front of him had already attracted all his mind, if this thing was really a spirit grass of more than eight hundred years, then he would have to spend a lot of money to keep this thing, this spirit grass would bring him countless benefits.

"Someone!"

After looking at it for a long time, the fat monk shook the fat on his face and shouted, and then the maid who had just introduced the magic weapon to Cheng Qian walked in.

When the fat monk saw this woman, he immediately ordered cautiously: "Go and invite Master Li here, just say that there is a treasure here that needs to be appraised by his old man." "Although I think that this red rhombus grass is more than 800 years old, but I have never seen the real thing in the spirit grass for more than 800 years, but I have seen it in the classics, but even if this spirit grass in front of me is not 800 years old, it is more than 500 years, it is definitely a treasure.

Then taking advantage of this gap, the fat monk and Cheng Qian began to chat, this fat monk is only in the foundation building period, and the shopkeeper who can do this can be regarded as having experienced a lot of suffering, the two talked very tacitly, but they both avoided talking about the elixir, it seems that for a while, the transaction between the two was forgotten.

It didn't take long for a white-haired old man to be supported by the palace girl.

When the fat monk saw it, he immediately greeted him respectfully, and gave way to the white-haired old man, who stood aside with fat cheeks and eyes narrowed into a slit, Cheng Qian looked at this Master Li and seemed to be respected here.

Cheng Qian also saw that the white-haired old man who came at this time did not have any spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he did not belong to an immortal cultivator, but was just a mortal.

"Shopkeeper Tong, you called out all the bad old man who half of my body was in the loess, is there anything else that you can't recognize?" The white-haired old man gasped a few times before he said with a slight trembling.

"Hehe, Master Li, please take a look at this thing first, I think it seems to be a spirit grass that is more than eight hundred years old, but I don't have a lot of confidence in my heart, and I ask you to identify the next year." The fat monk said humbly, and then handed the wooden box to the white-haired old man.

"More than eight hundred years of spirit grass?" the white-haired old man was a little incredulous when he heard this, and took the wooden box over to look at it carefully.

"You can take a closer look to see if this spirit grass is really more than eight hundred years old. The fat monk shook the fat on his face and said a little bit of excitement in his heart.

The white-haired old man didn't say anything, but squinted his eyes slightly, looking intently at the stems and roots of the spirit grass in the box, the color and the texture direction, and put the box under his nose from time to time and sniffed it twice.

This spirit grass was found many years ago on the Demon Spirit Island, led by the Dan rat, according to the habits of the Dan rat, the spirit grass below five hundred years old This rat does not look at it at all, and it is extremely common to find it for more than eight hundred years, and even higher years can find out, this rat talent is born with a sense of various spirit grasses, so many years ago, the pill rat also caused a bloody storm in the world of cultivating immortals.

Therefore, Cheng Qian had a conclusion in his heart, and sat aside with a calm expression, turning a blind eye to the actions of the white-haired old man. All he cared about was how to bargain with the store.

The fat monk stared at the white-haired old man's actions without blinking, and the demeanor of not being surprised when he met Cheng Qian had disappeared, replaced by a look of anticipation on his face.

Finally, the white-haired old man gently put the box on the table, then pinched his beard and pondered for a moment before opening his eyes and speaking calmly in a very affirmative tone: " Tong Fatzi, this time I found something good, yes, this spirit grass is indeed more than eight hundred years old, what makes the old man even more surprised is that this spirit grass according to my conclusion, there may be more than nine hundred years of years, this is almost a thousand years of spirit grass, however, this spirit grass seems to have been unearthed for more than ten years, because of the ban is well preserved, the spirit is not damaged at all, this old man can pack a ticket. ”

"Shhh

The obese monk gasped, his face showed great joy, and then respectfully sent the old man out of the inner hall, and then he was overjoyed to pick up the wooden box and look at it several times.

When Cheng Qian heard what the old man said, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he was a little hesitant in his heart, and then he let out a long breath, at this time, the fat monk looked at the spirit grass in his hand and did not pay attention to Cheng Qian.

It's just that Cheng Qian's face was expressionless in an instant, and seeing that the other party seemed to have forgotten about the fact that the owner of the spirit grass was still sitting on the side, he couldn't help but remind: "Senior, shouldn't you and I talk about the transaction!"

"Uh...... Yes...... Hehe, Tong is confused, please don't mind. The fat monk was slightly stunned, and then shook the fat on his face, only to remember that this spiritual grass did not belong to him, and his face couldn't help but blush slightly.

"Hehe, this is nothing, it's just how Your Excellency plans to trade, seeing that the seniors love this spiritual grass so much, it must not disappoint the juniors, right?" Cheng Qian said with a smile, squeezing the fat monk slightly.

"Since Xiaoyou can take out such a precious spirit grass, he must not be an ordinary immortal cultivator, then I will also put away the set of doing business, and I will give you a fair price. ”

Speaking of this, the fat monk thought for a moment, and then said solemnly: "This spiritual grass can be exchanged for the three magic weapons that the maid of this store showed to the Taoist friends just now, if the other magic weapons are not good, then the store will definitely take out the spirit stones that satisfy the Taoist friends and buy this spiritual grass, what do you think?"

The other party had already said this, and Cheng Qian was already bound to obtain the three magic weapons, so he didn't say anything, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing this, the fat monk indifferently took out two more wooden boxes in his hand, put them on the table together, pushed the three wooden boxes in front of Cheng Qian, and then said with a slight smile: "In this case, fellow Daoists, please see if the magic weapon is satisfied." ”

Cheng Qian didn't say anything, took the three wooden boxes, opened the lid and swept it slightly, then put the storage bag in satisfaction, and then smiled at the fat monk.

"Now that the transaction is over, it is getting late, and the juniors should also leave, so I won't talk to the seniors more. Then Cheng Qian got up and said respectfully to the fat monk, saying goodbye.

"Hehe, since that's the case, Tong doesn't have many Taoist friends, and I also ask Taoist friends to have such spiritual grass in the future, don't forget to patronize the shop. The fat monk laughed, and then asked, "I don't know your surname?"

"The junior is surnamed Cheng, farewell!" After speaking, Cheng Qian walked out of the inner hall without nostalgia.

After a cup of tea, Cheng Qian came to the door of a shop called Wanbaolou, forgot about it carefully, and his figure flashed, and he entered.

After entering Wanbao Building, Cheng Qian did not pay attention to the situation in the store, but directly called the small servant in the store, asked to see the owner of the building, and handed over the things to his person and said it.

After a while, the little guy in this building asked Cheng Qian to go upstairs and introduce a room, and then retreated.

After entering the room, an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old, standing with his back to Cheng Qian, this old man was dressed in brocade, and he knew at a glance that he was the owner of the building.

The old man turned around, glanced at Cheng Qian carefully, and said, "I don't know you, what do you have to give to the old man?"

There was no smile on the old man's face, as if someone owed him a million spirit stones, and he had a bitter face.

Cheng Qian didn't say much when he saw this, and said to him: "Before the junior entered Huangshan City, he met a monk named Hong Yi and dragged me to give this thing to the senior. After speaking, Cheng Qian slapped the storage bag with one hand, and with a flash of light, a jade box that was pasted to the ban appeared, and Cheng Qian's spiritual power pushed it and slowly floated towards the old man.

The old man didn't have any expression when he saw this, but his divine sense swept on the jade box, and a spiritual light came out, and the prohibition on the jade box turned into green smoke and disappeared.

I saw that the old man suddenly, with a frightened look on his face, his body moved, ignoring what he was dodging.

"Ahh

Cheng Qian was surprised to see it on the other side, the whole process was in his eyes, just when the old man opened the jade box, a cold light that couldn't wait flashed out, shooting straight at the old man, although the old man had a premonition, he still hid a step late, the cold light cut off the old man's arm, and then disappeared without a trace, only an empty jade box was lying quietly on the ground.

The old man had just escaped a catastrophe, his face was panicked, a color of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and in a blink of an eye, his face was full of anger, looking at Cheng Qian, with a dozen tricks, the room was instantly shrouded by a layer of yellow light curtain, this room seemed to have been banned by the formation set up a long time ago, and a spell was opened.

After doing this, the remaining arm quickly pointed at Cheng Qian, and shot out three sword qi in succession and flew towards Cheng Qian.

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