As soon as the news of Bai Rufeng's shop recruiting refiners came out, Ling Tiancheng was boiling, because the conditions offered were too superior, three percent higher than those of other shops, so many refiners were shaken. All the shops dealing in refining tools were hit, and in desperation, some shopkeepers gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

In a luxurious hall, more than a dozen people were sitting together to discuss countermeasures, but what was strange was that the person sitting on the main seat was a mortal who had no spiritual power, this was a middle-aged man, who looked elegant, with fair skin, good facial features, and three locks of beard. "Everyone is here, I won't talk nonsense, everyone knows the practice of the new store that has emerged recently, and it is clear that it is here to find trouble, if there is any good way to give it, say it and listen to it. As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, an old man immediately stood up, this is a low-level monk, but he is not a mortal anymore" According to the old man's opinion, since this shop dares to provoke all peers so blatantly, there must be someone to support it, we should not be too obvious" The old man's words were interrupted before he finished speaking, this time it was a middle-aged man who spoke, with a face and a beard, and he seemed to have a short temper, "What is his background just now, he is cutting off his life path, don't give him some color to see how he can have a long memory?" Dahan's words have been recognized by many people, and they have echoed them. Dahan continued: "They are offering high prices to recruit refiners, and they want as many as they want, which is breaking our foundation. He is unkind, I am unjust, we can send people to his shop every day to make trouble. Discredited him, see how he is rampant?"

Just when most of the people agreed, a young man stood up, this man looked to be in his twenties, undoubtedly much younger than the people present, but no one looked down on him because he was young, and no one interjected when he spoke. "Everyone. It's not a good way to find someone to make trouble, being solved by someone will only increase their influence, it's better to cut off their supply of spiritual materials, and fundamentally cut off the path of their business, even if he has more refiners, it won't help if he doesn't have materials, and in the long run, there is only one way to go. The young man's face was a little cold, and the way he said it was even more vicious, and everyone looked at each other. made eye contact, and soon everyone passed. "Why don't you do both!" said the man sitting on the throne. "Find some grooming the past to make trouble to attract their attention, secretly cut off their spiritual material supply, to make sure they find out too late, and the monks of each family are ready to prevent them from jumping over the wall, I always think that they are here to grab the territory, maybe it was sent by some other family in the big city. There was a lot of discussion about these words, but no one objected. It can be seen that the prestige of this mortal is still very high. "In that case, should we just do it? Why bother around so many corners. The other man was visibly out of breath. "Of course not, their storefront was ordered by someone from the City Lord's Mansion, and it is likely to be related to the City Lord's Mansion. Even the people of the City Lord's Mansion, although this possibility is small, it is not impossible. The middle-aged man's words caused a discussion again, if it was really the latter case. Their days are going to be sad.

When everyone left, an old man appeared in the hall, with a childish face. looks radiant, if it weren't for the white hair and white beard, I really wouldn't be able to see that he was an old man. "Wind is old. The middle-aged man stood up and bowed. "Excuse me, excuse me. Although you are a mortal, you are a master of the hall, and you do not need to give us a courtesy. Although the old man said this, he still accepted this gift. "There is no cost of etiquette, there is a gap between mortals and monks, no matter what position mortals are in, for the family, the role is still not as good as that of monks. There is no doubt about that. The middle-aged man was very sincere, and the old man smiled, and Qing said, "Whatever you want." Then his face changed, and he said solemnly, "Do you really think this matter has something to do with the City Lord's Mansion?" "What I just said is true, I really suspect that it has something to do with the City Lord's Mansion, but it's not very likely." "So do you think it's even less likely that the forces of other cities will occupy the territory?" "Yes, if that's the case, if we don't need to do it, the City Lord's Mansion will do it, and it won't be like now, watching the fire from the other side, this matter is at least related to some people in the City Lord's Mansion." The old man nodded, "I'll go back and report to my family, you should be careful yourself." "Don't worry, it's only a few hours, how can anyone know that there is no one around me to protect me during this time?" "That's right, but it's not a big mistake to be careful, there are many people who are afraid of you, and you have to take it seriously." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and didn't speak, the biggest regret in his life was that he couldn't become a monk, this is the reason for the system, no wonder.

Bai Rufeng wandered around the street idly, maliciously guessing in his heart, "What would be the reaction if those shops found out that their warehouses had been stolen? Will the shopkeeper vomit blood in anger?" But he didn't care, with his years of experience, of course, he wouldn't leave a single clue, enough for those merchants to have a headache. Now he is waiting, waiting for someone to make trouble, as long as someone comes to find trouble, he can use the topic to play, seize other people's territory, the so-called shop is just a tool to find excuses, otherwise the sudden appearance of a group of strong people in the city will definitely attract the attention of the city lord's mansion, no matter what he says, he can't come up and destroy the city lord's mansion. I don't know what trouble it will cause in that case, and although I don't think it's dangerous, it will be very troublesome and detrimental to my plan.

Black was sitting boredly on a chair in the store, lazily leaning on the backrest, watching the people come and go. He's been waiting for a few days, and he hasn't seen anyone come to make trouble, and he really regrets taking this errand, and he would have changed it with Midori if he knew it. "Who's the boss?" His voice caught everyone's attention, and both the staff and customers in the store looked in the direction of the door. "You dare to sell this kind of goods and bully us for not knowing the goods, don't you?" This guy said with a reasonable posture of going all over the world. This brother calmed down his anger and said something slowly. Huo Yanran smiled and spoke, and suddenly some people's eyes straightened, and even the shouting big man froze for a moment, "It's really a beauty!" But this big man is still a resolute person, and he has not forgotten the purpose of his coming, "Your aura is shoddy, and you even sell low-level spiritual weapons as high-level ones." After speaking, he had an extra sword in his hand, raised the sword and said loudly: "This sword was sold to me as a ground-level high-level spiritual weapon, but when I went back to see that this sword was not at all except for the aura emitted by it that was enough for the ground-level level, the power was also at the ground-level level, how could such a sword be sold as a ground-level high-level spiritual weapon?" These words were eloquent, and some of the surrounding monks who originally planned to buy spiritual weapons hesitated. "Isn't that a lie?" "Your shop is a black shop, right?" "While these monks were hesitating, some monks who had been wandering around the shop echoed the big man and helped him with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

Fire still had a smile on his face, which was expected, but the hacker couldn't hold his breath. He stood up suddenly, "What do you say? shoddy? There are many monks who buy spiritual weapons in our store, which one is not a priori inspection before paying for spirit stones? When you don't know how to buy things, what people say is what, right?" As soon as this sentence came out, the monks who met the requirements were speechless, and even the strong man himself was stunned, what Hei said made sense, which monk was a fool? It's not uncommon to be deceived when buying things, but it's usually in the market, there are enough fake things, and the seller doesn't know where to go, and no one is stupid enough to smash the signboard when they open their doors. "What do you mean?" The strong man looked at Hei's eyes unkindly, although Hei was angry, he still suppressed his cultivation, otherwise who would dare to come here to make trouble? This was all planned by Bai Rufeng. "What do you mean by me? No matter who is behind you, give us an explanation today. Hei didn't mean to give in, he wished things were a little bigger. Just when the atmosphere was tense, a monk in charge of purchasing hurriedly walked in, without looking at the monks around him, went straight to the front of the fire, whispered a few words, the fire nodded, and waved his hand to signal him to retreat. Only then did this monk see the situation on the field clearly, and quickly stepped aside, his eighth-order monk mixing up in the dispute between two earth-level monks was no different from committing suicide. Because of his sudden appearance, the sword actually slowed down the angry Heihe strong man, and it was this delay that things took a turn for the better.

"What's the matter, how can you make a big fuss with customers when you open the door for business?" a young man's voice came from outside the door. Everyone saw that it was a man in white who was talking, in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance, standing outside the door with a smile on his face, pursed his lips and did not speak, and Huo introduced to the monks present: "You are the owner of this shop - Bai. "The man is naturally as white as the wind, but he only uses one word in the name of the locals. Bai Rufeng, who was originally wandering on the street, saw that the front of his shop was full of people, how could he not know the reason, so Shi Shiran came over and put on a boss's style, and the black was disturbed, and it was natural to see him unpleasantly, but there was no way, who made the family the boss!

"Can this fellow Daoist borrow the sword for the next look?" This sentence was naturally said to the strong man, the strong man glanced at Bai Rufeng, and handed the sword over, in his eyes, Bai Rufeng was just a mid-level cultivation of the ground level, and Hei was a level, a small level lower than himself, so he was naturally not afraid of him playing tricks. It's just that the sword is in Bai Rufeng's hand, Bai Rufeng's hand emits a faint white light, and he said to him with a smile: "Daoyou's sword was bought back and shown to someone, this person is only afraid of not getting along with Daoyou!" (to be continued......)