Chapter 122: The White Swordsman (1)

"This little fellow Daoist, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The person who received Qingyun was a female cultivator who was slightly older than her, and her realm was also much higher, reaching the realm of spiritual guidance realm.

By the way, after devouring the vitality and spiritual power of the giant snake, Qingyun's realm had faintly reached the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Attraction Realm, but due to the limitations of the remnants of Changchun Gong, he failed to break through to the late stage of the Spirit Channeling Realm as he wished after several attempts.

The female cultivator has been working in Xuanzang all the year round, and her eyes are naturally viciously tight, and at a glance, she can see through Qingyun's dress that the guest's purse may not be bulging.

However, due to the strict requirements of Genzo's own staff, although it is impossible to treat all customers equally, even if the customers are poor, at least they cannot be neglected.

In addition, Qingyun's face is extremely handsome, and her simple dress can't cover the dazzling light around her at all, especially for a beauty like her in her twenties, which is full of fatal temptation, so the attitude of the female cultivator is naturally not too bad.

I saw Qingyun smiling slightly, and the starry eyes as warm as jade perfectly inherited Yun Mulan's affinity, just like the spring breeze in March, bringing joy to people.

"This sister, I want to buy a Dan furnace. ”

Qingyun also saw the realm of female cultivators, and after thinking about it, she still called her sister to forget it.

He was only seventeen or eighteen years old when he first entered the cultivation realm, and he was always not used to calling him a friend, and the other party was only a little older than him, so it must not be rude to call his sister out.

Listening to the name of the handsome boy in front of her, the nun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with a smile on her face, thinking that this little monk must be going out for the first time, and she called her sister like a young man next door, so she immediately teased:

"This little brother is really funny, it's a pity that you are too young, otherwise the slave family will definitely be tempted!"

Looking at the coquettish appearance of the female cultivator who was smiling and trembling, Qingyun herself was made red-faced.

In terms of figure, the daughter of the double decade Hua is naturally much better than Yao Mengxun and Yan Nanzhi. Especially the maturity and elegance between the gestures, as well as the looming waves under the green silk tulle, made the young man's heart inevitably rise a throbbing and hot heat.

Similarly, for some reason, the witch in black gauze appeared in Qingyun's mind for no reason, but he hurriedly recited the happy gong silently, went to disturb the figure of Lingtai Qingming, and said with a red face:

My sister laughed and asked her to take me to see what kind of Dan furnace there was. ”

The more nervous the boy became, the more sure the nun naturally became that the other party was a chick.

However, under the implicit reproachful gaze of the shopkeeper, the shopper also knew that she couldn't play anymore, otherwise it would create a bad impression on the other guests, so she immediately led Qingyun to the inner room of the Xuanzang with a smile on her face.

To Qingyun's delight, although most of the Dan furnaces sold by Xuanzang were standard models like the treasure bags on his body, the price was still cheaper than those in other stores.

But unfortunately, it's just cheaper, and he still can't afford it.

"Qingyun Little Daoist, this is already the most basic Dan furnace in our Xuanzang, and the second-grade magic weapon is only four hundred grade spirit stones. ”

The appearance of the young man next door was very flattering, and the female shopper took advantage of the shopkeeper's inattention and asked the young man's name. Because of this, the nun took care of Qingyun's face very much, and replaced the word "most rubbish" with "the most basic".

With Qingyun's current eyesight, he naturally couldn't distinguish the grade and value of various treasures in detail, but looking at the workmanship of the Dan furnace and the texture of the talisman in front of him, it seemed to be no different from the low-level Dan furnaces he had seen in other shops before.

So the cost performance should be quite high, and what he lacks now is nothing more than spirit stones.

"Sister Qin, can it be cheaper? Qingyun walked the cultivation realm for the first time, and the master didn't give me much to entangle. ”

Looking at the young man beside him with eager eyes and hope in his eyes, the female cultivator named Zhang Qin also shook her head helplessly and said:

"Oh, Qingyun Xiaodaoyou, this is already the lowest price I can give you, ordinary customers need at least four hundred and fifty spirit stones, and my sister also sees that you don't have many spirit stones in your hand, so this gives you a discounted price that only our Xuanzang insiders can enjoy!"

Qingyun didn't know if what Zhang Qin said was true, but the price was indeed lower than the Dan furnaces sold in other stores.

But no matter how honest it is, no money is no money, and it is impossible for people to give themselves away in vain, so Qingyun had to shake his head bitterly, ready to go to other homes to try his luck again, but at this time, Zhang Qin suddenly asked out loud:

"By the way, I think you will be able to refine some pills when you buy the Dan Furnace, so do you have some spiritual materials to sell?

Zhang Qin's words suddenly made Qingyun's eyes light up, and he immediately thought of the corpse of the snake demon in his treasure bag, even if it was a turtle, Qingyun knew that the corpse of this kind of demon beast could be used as an alchemy refiner.

At that moment, he explained the situation to Zhang Qin in a low voice, Zhang Qin smiled slightly when he heard this, and led Qingyun directly to the relatively empty hall on the second floor of Xuanzang, and asked him to release the snake demon corpse.

Most of the first floor of the Xuanzang was to sell some road goods for Lingyin and Hundred Vein Realm cultivators, while the slightly higher-grade materials and acquisitions were mostly on the more secret and empty upstairs.

As for the question of why Qingyun, who had cultivated in the middle of the Spirit Induction Realm, was able to kill the giant snake demon whose strength was comparable to that of the early stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, Zhang Qin, who was exquisite, naturally did not ask too much.

As soon as the two of them arrived upstairs, they were greeted by a kind old man with a short stature.

The old man is about seventy, Qingyun can't see through his cultivation, but looking at his breath, it is estimated that he should have at least a cultivation above the late stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, which is much stronger than that Zhou Yang.

Zhang Qin saw that the old man was also quite restrained and respectful, and hurriedly trotted forward to salute, and then introduced to Qingyun:

"Qingyun Little Daoist, this is my local appraisal expert, Deacon Fan, Fan Lao is responsible for assessing the value of the spiritual materials in his hands for customers, you can rest assured. ”

Qingyun smiled and nodded, he naturally trusted Xuanzang's credibility.

He had also been in contact with the Pavilion Department of the three Xuanji Pavilion several times, and he knew that the entire Xuanji Pavilion relied on credibility to eat, and immediately, he also respectfully clasped his fists towards Deacon Fan and said:

"Junior Qingyun, I've seen Senior Fan, and Senior Lao!"

The old man smiled slightly, and naturally accepted Qingyun's salute, he was very satisfied with Qingyun's respectful attitude, thinking that in this year, such a polite young man is really rare, so he said:

"Little Daoist friend doesn't need to be polite, let the snake demon corpse come out, let me take a closer look. ”

Hearing this, Qingyun hurriedly released the corpse in the treasure bag, which attracted the attention of many monks on the second floor, and they all looked at this mediocre but good-looking young you, but no one cared too much.

After all, the corpse of the snake demon in the Spirit Channeling Realm was not a particularly valuable thing, so Zhang Qin and Fan Lao did not take him into a more advanced and private room.

As soon as the old man saw the corpse of the snake demon, he frowned, which made Qingyun, who was still full of expectations, suddenly sink in his heart, and said secretly:

"I heard Sister Meng say that the power of time and space in the treasure bag walks extremely slowly, and it has only been released for ten days, so it won't be broken, right?"

When he saw the seven-inch wound of the snake demon, Fan Lao also looked at Qingyun inadvertently, and his eyes were quite puzzled.

Then, ignoring the disgusting smell, he opened the snake demon's big mouth and looked at it, then rolled the snake demon's closed eyes, and finally shook his head and sighed:

"It's a pity, it's a pity, little Taoist friend, your snake demon is still intact, but even if you are older, it is no wonder that you can kill this evil animal, except for its tough skin, its muscles and internal organs are already in tatters. ”

The old man paused, and still said to Qingyun very helplessly:

"This snake demon corpse is too old, although it can still be used as an alchemy refining tool, but its utility is very limited, so for this grade of spiritual materials, our Xuanzang can produce two hundred spirit stones. ”

Looking at Qingyun's disappointed gaze, the old man seemed to think of his little grandson, who had been deceased for many years, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart, and after a while, he said again:

"In this way, for the sake of its overall preservation, I can get two hundred and fifty lower-grade spirit stones, this price is already very rich, if you get it from another family, I'm afraid that they won't even be able to give two hundred." ”

If it weren't for the handsome and polite kid in front of him, Fan Lao wouldn't have bothered to take a look at this kind of garbage, after all, they want more or less of this kind of thing.

Just when Qingyun was still thinking about how to make up the remaining hundred or so spirit stones, a rich and hearty and energetic male voice came from behind him, which made people deafening.

"It turns out that Fan Lao is also here, it seems that I came at the right time!"

Hearing this voice, Qingyun obviously saw that Deacon Fan was excited, and then quickly turned around and saluted respectfully to the visitor, and said with a little humility:

"Don't dare, it's our honor to be here. ”

I saw that the person who came was a tall young man dressed in plain white, with a long sword at his waist and a tiger's back.

He is about 20 years old, with short and capable hair, although his facial features are not handsome, but he also has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square face gives people a sense of righteousness and awe.

In addition, the voice is hearty and rich, and it has a kind of taste of a hero from the appearance alone.

The etiquette among the monks is that the attainer comes first, although Fan Lao seems to be very old, but his realm seems to be worse than that of the people who came, so he respects this white-clothed young man, not to mention that this white-clothed young man may be older than Fan Lao.

Seeing that the other party saluted with him, the white-clothed young man smiled casually, stretched out his hand and lifted it in the void, and dragged Deacon Fan, who was about to bow down, and said in a deep voice:

"Old Fan, you are too polite, our family often troubles you in Bai Liancheng, just call me Xiaobai, hahaha. ”