"If I could have such strength like them, then I wouldn't have to crouch here......"

A cultivator with a yellow face and a thin body who seemed to be a little weak and couldn't help but squatted next to a tent, his right elbow against his right knee, his palm slightly supporting his chin, and a pair of eyes looked at the cultivators who were coming and going, and were trading, muttering to himself, his eyes were more or less confused, as if what he wanted was to be the same as these cultivators.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to find a pair of feet in front of his stall, and it seemed that a cultivator was going to patronize his stall.

After all, it was a guest, this cultivator was still a little happy, turned his head, looked at it, and in front of him was a tall and mighty man with a scumbag on his face, and judging from what he was wearing, it was a piece of clothing directly made of tiger beast skin with some old color, and a tiger beast's tail was tied on his forehead, with the serious look of this big man, there was still some scary.

It doesn't seem to be Dongyue's cultivator, it should be Nanze's cultivator.

"This one should not be our Dongyue cultivators, the whole body is made of tiger skin, I think only those cultivators in Nanze will do this......

Muttering in his mouth, the yellow-faced cultivator seemed to be more or less afraid of the guest in front of him, after all, the other party's strength was far above his own, and looking at the other party's appearance, even if it was described as a fierce god, it was not an exaggeration, at least in the other party's eyes, there didn't seem to be the word friendly. It's just that I don't show it as much as possible.

And when he saw the yellow-faced cultivator, he didn't seem to feel the slightest sense of oppression because of his arrival, and even talked to himself there. The solemn-faced man in tiger skin furrowed his thick brows tightly and snorted coldly. Immediately, a voice like thunder came out.

"Hey, I said, yellow-faced, aren't you just going to do business by setting up a stall here? Now that I've sent it to the door, you don't even say hello, do you have such a business? Or does my outfit make you feel very uncomfortable?"

The more he spoke, the more serious he became. As for the last few words, even if the solemn-faced man shouted in a low voice, the intention seemed to be very simple, that is, to scare and scare the yellow-faced cultivator who set up a stall in front of him.

And his slightly fierce and serious expression really frightened the yellow-faced cultivator, and even made his right hand, which was originally holding his chin, slip a little, causing his head to press down slightly, only to see the yellow-faced cultivator quickly shake his head and explain: "No, no, no...... It didn't make me feel uncomfortable, just because of your presence. I feel more or less the momentum of the strong man, and I am really embarrassed to make Your Excellency smile. ”

The solemn-faced man in front of him snorted heavily, as if to say, "This is about the same". And immediately, the solemn-faced man's eyes rolled around as if he was in the booth set up by the yellow-faced cultivator. Looking for something.

Because of the gaffe just now, the other party was a little dissatisfied with himself. The yellow-faced cultivator had no choice but to find a way to quickly remedy it, and said enthusiastically: "I don't know what Your Excellency had in mind when you visited my little stall? Every little thing has been clearly priced, although it is not a rare treasure, but it is also slightly worth a little, it depends on your own needs. ”

I don't know if the other party has been completely distracted by his original attitude, or if his follow-up attitude didn't make him feel anything, in short, the yellow-faced cultivator didn't seem to see the other party's intention to talk to him, so he just looked at his booth vigorously.

Although he said that there were a lot of things placed on his stall, as far as he was concerned, if he saw the things on these stalls, in fact, most of them would not be of interest to him, and he only came here to set up his stalls to try to see if he could exchange with cultivators in need, and to kill his boring time by the way.

There is no way, since the other party doesn't pay attention to himself, then he doesn't want to say anything more, looking at his appearance, it seems that he really wants to find something useful in his stall, so let him find it himself! Anyway, if the other party wants, pay himself a certain value of spirit stones or treasures, then it's okay, and the rest of himself doesn't want to care.

It didn't take long for the grim-faced man to suddenly wonder as if he had found something, and then he saw the fingers of his right hand pointing in one direction and asking, "What is that thing?" ”

Following the gesture of the solemn-faced man, the yellow-faced cultivator quickly knew what the other party wanted to see, a slightly raised thing among a pile of disorganized small objects very close to his position, that is, not far from his right knee, at first glance, it was a dark yellow stone about the size of a fist, so to speak, it really looked like a plain and useless thing.

The yellow-faced cultivator didn't know why the other party took a fancy to this stone, and muttered a few times, but he didn't have too many doubts, since the other party wanted to see it, then he would naturally show him this thing.

Immediately, the yellow-faced cultivator picked up the dark yellow stone and weighed it in his hand, as if he was feeling the weight of the stone while thinking about how he had brought it with him in the first place, but before he could think of anything, the other party directly reached over and took the stone from his hand.

The yellow-faced cultivator was very surprised, looking at the other party's appearance, it seemed that he had recognized what this yellow stone was, and from his behavior just now, it could be seen that this dark yellow stone seemed to be exactly what he needed.

I saw the solemn-faced man put the dark yellow stone in his hand and stroked it slowly, as if he was feeling some kind of power contained in it.

This made the yellow-faced cultivator even more puzzled, not to mention that just now, even when he got this dark yellow stone before, he had carefully pondered what was special about it, but he didn't find anything, although he couldn't remember very clearly, why he left this plain yellow stone on his body, and now maybe this solemn-faced man could give him an answer. (To be continued.) )