Chapter Sixty-Eight: Clearance Sale!

Su Ruobai's statement made the Xuanjian Sect Master overjoyed, he wished that someone would charge forward, so that he didn't have to set an example for these guys, and then he would be able to act at the opportunity.

The most important thing is that Su Ruobai has an unfathomable little girl by her side, if she can get the help of this little girl, great things can be done!

Su Ruobai took the initiative to ask for help, and other sects naturally couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.

Situ Jian, the pavilion master of the Nameless Sword Pavilion, followed and said, "Okay, then count me as one." ”

"I also agree with the proposal of the Ximen Sect Master, as long as we get rid of those old demons, the Demon Sect will become a plate of scattered sand, and the eradication of demons is just around the corner!"

"I'm also in favor of Sixiangmen!"

Looking at everyone's statements one after another, the three-way real person hesitated for a while, and could only speak: "I will go with the seven public gates!"

Only after the last head expressed his support, the Xuanjian Sect Sect Master said again: "Since everyone has no objections, then we will leave early tomorrow morning." As for the other disciples in the door, they stayed in the camp for the time being. After destroying those old demons, this seat will blow the earth-shattering horn, and then wipe out the remaining demons. ”

The group then discussed some detailed plans before disbanding.

Walking out of the big tent, Bai Yu Zhenren immediately asked Su Ruobai, "Little junior brother, why did you suddenly come here?

Of course, Su Ruobai couldn't say that it was to avoid pursuit, but said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't I worry about you, so I took it upon myself to take the disciples in the sect out." ”

"Huh, you brought out all the disciples in the door, where are they now?"

Su Ruobai hurriedly replied: "I have placed them all in Ping'an Town, and when we finish the battle, we will pick them up." ”

Bai Yu Zhenren nodded and said, "It's okay, it's safer this way." By the way, how did you find here?"

Su Ruobai laughed and said: "That's not trivial, the sky is so big, isn't it the same as having fun to find you?" Okay, don't you ask this and that." I'll do something first, and I'll see you and the rest of my brothers and sisters later. ”

Bai Yu Zhenren was stunned when he heard this, and immediately said puzzledly: "What else do you have to do?"

Su Ruobai looked at such a large camp tent, and said with a smile: "Do a little business, it's rare to have so many people, don't sell something, I feel weird in my heart." ”

Bai Yu Zhenren was a little speechless, so he simply followed Su Ruobai.

"Then you come back early, our tent in Qingshuimen is in the southeast corner. ”

After a while, Su Ruobai set up the stall in the center of the big tent, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Take a look, take a look, walk by, don't miss it! You can't buy and suffer, you can't buy to be fooled. The variety is complete, the price is fair, everyone is welcome to come and buy!"

The camp, which was originally depressed, immediately became lively in his shouting.

He had been opening a shop in Beiling Mountain before, and the disciples of the Beiling Mountain Sect might not need to buy these magic weapons and elixirs, but the disciples of other Lingshan Sects were in dire need of these things.

No, but after a while, more than a dozen monks from the foundation building period were surrounded.

"This fellow Daoist, how did you sell all these high-grade magic weapons?"

When Su Ruobai heard this, the face of the profiteer was exposed, and he immediately said: "They are all fellow believers, you offer a price, and I will sell it if the price is right." Choose first, see which one you like, the price is negotiable. ”

In Beiling Mountain, he only sold ten medium-grade spirit stones for a high-grade magic weapon, and although the business was sluggish, he always thought that the price he sold was low. Today, I simply don't offer a price first, and then decide how much to sell at a price after exploring the wind.

There are hundreds of high-grade magic weapons, which dazzle these foundation building period monks who have never seen the world.

Soon, however, they all chose their favorite artifacts.

"This flying sword, can you sell fifty medium-grade spirit stones?"

Su Ruobai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, it seems that he really lost money before, these guys are much richer than those poor monks in Beiling Mountain.

But he can't sell as much as others open, so that the other party will be unbalanced.

So he said in embarrassment: "This fellow Daoist, look at this flying sword, but it is made of Xuanjin stone supplemented by eight kinds of rare materials, and I have carved a formation on it. With this hardness, with this power, fifty medium-grade spirit stones, isn't it too ...... It's too low? To be honest, I used to sell a hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

When the monk heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, we are all a family. You're a little cheaper, I know you're a good flying sword. But we are only monks in the foundation building period, how many spirit stones can we have?

When Su Ruobai heard this, he forced a smile and sighed lightly: "That's it, who told us to kill the demon guard this time? Seventy is seventy!"

"Thank you Daoyou, thank you Daoyou! Come, seventy medium-grade spirit stones, no more, no less. You click. ”

Buying a favorite flying sword with seventy medium-grade spirit stones made the foundation building period monk very happy, but how did he know that in Beiling Mountain, Su Ruobai's ten medium-grade spirit stones were not sold.

This is the trick of doing business, if the other party opens a "low price" at the beginning, you must not directly agree, otherwise others will think that you have lost money. When you double the price and ask the other party to make a counteroffer, not only do you make more money, but the other party also thinks it is worth buying.

How good it is, everybody's happy.

During the time of half a pillar of incense, Su Ruobai has been taking care of the emotions of the customers, and after the embarrassed expressions again and again, hundreds of high-grade magic weapons were sold at a high price.

As for the healing elixir, it was also snatched up by this group of monks, leaving no one to care about the medium-grade and low-grade magic weapons.

But it doesn't matter, once you go back and return these medium-grade and low-grade magic weapons, you can turn them into high-grade magic weapons again.

Looking at the beautiful spirit stones in the spirit bag, Su Ruobai felt very beautiful in his heart. Knowing that his things were so sought-after, he shouldn't have been opening a store in Beiling Mountain, he should have expanded the market and sold his magic weapon elixir to every corner of Zhongshenzhou.

At that point, will he still need to worry about filling his stomach?

Seeing that his things were almost sold, he decided to close the stall.

And at this moment, the pavilion master of the Nameless Sword Pavilion actually came to the stall.

He stared at the medium-grade and low-grade artifacts on the stall, and then asked, "Are you refining these?"

Hearing this, Su Ruobai said confidently: "What is a refiner? I am not only the number one refiner in the world, but also the number one alchemist in the world. What? You want to buy something?"

Situ Jian hesitated slightly, and then handed the sword he was holding in his arms to Su Ruobai.

"This is my sword, can you fix it?"

Su Ruobai frowned slightly, but still took the sword. With the hilt in his hand, he will pull the sword out of its scabbard.

But before he could exert his strength, the sword suddenly "buzzed" and trembled.

"This sword is weird!"