Chapter Seventy-Three: The Disciple Is Crazy
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Dong Bufan put away all the spirit stones, stood up, and said with a smile: "And tomorrow, all of them will be sold for third-level runes, if you want to continue to buy, please be early tomorrow!"
As soon as the words fell, Dong Bufan directly stood up with his sword and rushed towards the place of the Resource Pavilion.
Dong Bufan wanted to continue to exchange the spirit paper, make all of it into a third-level talisman, and then sell it.
Although, he has now earned thousands of spirit stones, and when they are exchanged for spirit paper, there are hundreds of thousands, but this is not enough for him at all, and he wants to continue to earn spirit stones.
At the very least, he was going to make all the spirit stones he earned this time and the spirit paper he exchanged for them into third-level talismans and sell them.
Everyone watched Dong Bufan leave, and some people standing in the back, they pondered for a while, then silently, and squeezed towards the front while everyone was stunned.
However, soon the people in front noticed the actions of these people, and as soon as they found out, the people in front also crowded to prevent the people behind from passing, and at the same time, they all wanted to squeeze in front.
Suddenly, the crowd became agitated.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, haven't you finished buying the talisman? Why don't you leave?"
"After buying the talisman, can't I continue to buy it? don't squeeze, this is my position!"
"Get out of the way!"
The crowd shouted loudly as they crowded here.
None of them wanted to leave now, and all of them planned to wait here all night for Dong Bufan, so that they would be able to reach the talisman early tomorrow morning.
Just in case, as today, if you buy it late, you can't buy it.
In particular, Dong Bufan has already said that the talismans that will be sold tomorrow are all third-level talismans, in such a situation, let alone let them wait here overnight, even if they wait for ten days, I am afraid that there will be many people who are willing to wait.
After all, it was a third-level talisman, and the market in the sect was one of three spirit stones, but here in Dong Bufan, it was two spirit stones and one piece, if they bought it, it would be equivalent to earning a spirit stone.
The movement was getting louder and louder, and even some disciples, they all took out magic weapons, made preparations for battle, and glared at each other angrily.
The sound here alarmed the elders in the Mission Pavilion, and when they came out to see it, their expressions were stunned, not understanding what was going on here.
In the entire market, there is no one who sets up a stall here, and no one hangs out here, all the people are crowded together, constantly crowded, and even have to fight.
The elder was shocked, so he hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation, and after learning about it, his face showed a strange look, he glanced at each other, and then informed Hai Lantian of the matter here.
This kind of thing is beyond their management authority, and they don't know how to manage it, after all, they can't just disperse these disciples, right?
However, if they don't care, I'm afraid that this night, I don't know how many disciples will fight here.
Therefore, they can only report the situation here.
After receiving this news, Hai Lantian was also stunned, then smiled bitterly, shook his head slowly, and notified the Law Enforcement Hall in the sect, and asked the Law Enforcement Hall to send some disciples to rectify it.
And his so-called rectification is not to disperse these disciples, since these disciples want to wait here, let them wait, but there must be order and queue up.
An elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, after receiving Hai Lantian's instructions, did not take this matter too seriously, and brought ten disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall here, in his opinion, that is, some disciples made trouble, and he brought ten disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to come here, which must be stopped.
Even, he felt that he didn't have the need to come in person, and let two or three disciples come and he could handle it properly.
However, this is Hai Lantian's order, which makes him have to come in person.
The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, with ten people, quickly came here, and when he came here, he saw the situation below, and his expression was directly stunned.
More than 100 disciples are crowding frantically, and there are already disciples who are fighting and fighting directly here, and the scene can be said to be extremely chaotic.
The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall reacted quickly, his face suddenly showed anger, and he shouted loudly: "Stop it for the old man!"
Many disciples, now they are all squeezed red-eyed, and even, in their hearts, why they are crowded here, it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is that as long as they squeeze to the front, as long as they get to the front, then they will be considered victorious.
As for the elder's roar, it was now directly ignored by everyone, or rather, the restless sound here suppressed the elder's roar, so that they didn't hear it at all.
The elder looked at his roar, which was useless at all, and his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a gloomy look on his face, and roared angrily: "Law Enforcement Hall disciples listen to orders!"
"Disciple is here!" the ten Law Enforcement Hall disciples shouted loudly together.
"Give me suppression, let them line up honestly, if anyone dares not to line up, escort me back to the Law Enforcement Hall, and at the same time, let him and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall put down all the things in their hands now and come to support!" the elder shouted loudly.
At this time, he found that relying on the ten people he brought, he might not be able to suppress the restlessness below.
Ten disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall directly swooped down, fought hard, and forcibly suppressed them, however, there were only ten disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall here, and the effect was obviously not obvious at all.
The matter here spread to the sect in a short time, and some disciples of the sect, after they learned about it, almost all the disciples put down the things in their hands and rushed here.
Of course, they didn't come to see the excitement, they came to wait, tomorrow Dong Bufan will sell the talismans, and when the time comes, they will also buy a few.
In particular, those disciples who had low cultivation and were not wealthy, they were even more crazy and rushed towards here.
For these disciples with low cultivation, a third-level talisman is a life-saving thing, on weekdays, they are scarce in spirit stones, and they can't take out three spirit stones to buy one, but now, as long as there are two spirit stones, they can't let go of this opportunity.
More and more people are coming here, and the number of disciples in the Law Enforcement Hall is also increasing.
When night falls, more than a thousand disciples gather here.
And in the entire Longyou Mountain, at this time, in other places, there are no disciples at all, but Fan, the disciples who knew the price of Dong Bufan's talisman for sale all came here.
The entire disciples of Longyou Mountain fell into madness, and all the disciples moved.
After Hai Lantian knew the current situation, his expression was stunned again, he didn't expect that such a small thing would cause such a big sensation in the sect.
"This stinky boy, selling talismans at such a low price, and all the talismans sold are third-level talismans, it is normal for the disciples of the sect to be crazy!" Hai Lantian smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly.
At this time, Dong Bufan, after exchanging the spirit paper, returned to his attic and began to write the third-level talisman.
Thousands of spirit stones, all of which were exchanged for spirit paper by him, and hundreds of thousands of spirit papers were piled up in front of him by him, immersed in that realm of selflessness, and quickly wrote.
With a stroke of a stroke, there will be more than ten third-level talismans, which are successfully written by him.
As for what is happening outside now, he doesn't know here.