Purple-grade equipment, in the auction hall of the Central Plains, casually did not sell for a sky-high price of 350,000 taels, let alone the inner armor on Feng Qingyun's body.

Regardless of the production process or the rarity of the materials, this inner armor is already higher than the treasure of the blade class, not to mention, this is a good thing that can save your life.

In this way, it is possible that the cicada treasure armor will be sold for 80,000 or 100,000 taels this day.

This little Taoist priest is crazy, right?

Qualer suddenly felt a little painful, and looked at the people who accompanied him, unable to speak for a while.

What are you kidding, a lottery head, you play so big!

Why are you gambling on the lottery!

You're a gambler!

Thinking of this, Qualer couldn't help frowning slightly, looked at Feng Qingyun with an arrogant face, and asked in surprise:

"Little Taoist, are you sure you want to gamble with this treasure armor? This is a big gift for me. ”

Feng Qingyun waved his hand with disdain and said, "What is this, this kind of low-level treasure, I still have more than a dozen of them." ”

"A dozen..."

Hearing this, the people of Qual'e were shocked, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, this Tuldan family was already so rich?

Could it be that we have really stayed in the border of Miao for too long?

This martial artist of the Central Plains, a purple-level divine soldier, can be used wholesale.

Yes, there are a few purple-level treasures, and there are a few of them in Qual, but these few pieces alone have exhausted the oil and water he has scavenged from the trading of the Bihu Sect in the past few years, and this is his net worth.

At this time, seeing that Qualer and the others were speechless for a while, Feng Qingyun grabbed another handful of blood deer antler slices, held them in his hand like chewing betel nuts, and ate them with relish.

This move made Qualer take a breath of cool air.

This blood deer antler, produced in the northern part of Sichuan, is the spiritual treasure on the head of the blue-level alien beast blood deer, this is a great elixir to replenish qi and blood, a small section, are worth thousands of taels.

This little Taoist priest actually eats and plays like a snack, I damn it, it seems to be like it tastes good, and spit out two pieces, this Tuerdan's family is really rich.

Several people exchanged glances with each other, this kind of big dog, if you don't eat him at this time, a wicked smile flashed on Quale's face, and he hurriedly said:

"No problem, we're competing! However, we're going to have three games, and it's not enough for you to add to it, so if you lose one game, you won't play." ”

As soon as these words came out, the elderly and health and ghost monkeys around Qualer all cast adoring eyes, the young sect master is the young sect master, and the plan is far-reaching, this is to pit him to death, today we are going to make a fortune.

Feng Qingyun smiled faintly, took the red sword behind him again, the long sword was unsheathed, and an eye-catching rainbow light instantly crossed the top of his head, and then pointed to the Taoist robe embroidered with white cloud patterns on his body, and said:

"My red sword divine soldier, sharpening iron like clay, slaughtering foreign beasts is as easy as pigs and dogs, purple-level middle-grade divine soldiers, coupled with this Taoist robe on my body, can resist the random blows of martial artists below the Qi Refining Realm, and it is also a purple-level intermediate-level treasure that mosquitoes do not invade water and fire. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Feng Qingyun looked at Qualer and the others, and there was a greedy look on his face, which was almost undisguised, and shouted loudly:

"Plus the Heavenly Cicada Treasure Armor just now, a total of three purple-level treasures, since this thing has been taken out, I am not ready to take it back, today we will win or lose, we will compete in three games!

"Yes, yes!

"It's a lively day to watch, this young sect master of Qualle must be wonderful!"

"Does anyone open the market, I want to buy the young master of Qualle to win!"

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding businessmen burst into a tsunami-like cheers, which is really not a big deal, these wealthy businessmen, waiting outside Panshui Village for a few days, it is estimated that they have long been bored and suffocated.

Seeing that this atmosphere was already hot, Feng Qingyun was ready to fight, hurriedly added a fire, and said loudly:

"Young Sect Master Quale, if you are shy in your pocket, you can't even take out a few purple grade treasures, and you can skip this competition today. ”

"What's the matter, I'm a dignified young sect master, how can I not take this little thing?" this Qualer suddenly hurried and said in a deep voice.

Feng Qingyun glanced at him and asked directly:

"Then what are you doing? I have to make it clear, don't think about the white wolf with empty gloves. ”

"This..." Qualer was speechless for a while, wondering in his heart, what wealth could be worth the value of the three things in Feng Qingyun's hands.

Feng Qingyun couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the way he buckled the rope, and glanced at the boots of the ghost monkey and the sword on the waist of the old man:

"That little monkey's white boots are not bad, and the old man's beaded saber is two things!"

"My treasure boots are made of the white python skin of the purple-level alien beast Snow Mountain... There's nowhere to buy it. ”

The ghost monkey was suddenly a little reluctant, looked at Qualer and said:

"Young Sect Master, this..."

At this moment, the old swordsman on the side, but he was much greedy, and said quietly:

"Young Sect Master, as the saying goes, if you can't bear a child, you can't catch a wolf, this little Taoist priest hasn't grown any hair, how much ability can he have, compared to him, what are you afraid of?"

In the end, Qualer's eyes flickered several times, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said loudly:

"That's it, the boot sword, plus this one in your hand, the purple-level top-grade copper mother armguard, this value is by no means weaker than your color head. ”

"It's not a loss to be a dignified young sect master, it's really refreshing, today I can fight with a character like Brother Quale, even if I lose, after this day, it will be a beautiful talk on the rivers and lakes!"

Seeing that these people had already entered the pit, Feng Qingyun hurriedly touted it, which made the other party relax his vigilance a little.

With an embarrassed smile on his face that had not lost his manners, Tardan remained silent.

The more he didn't speak, the more he seemed to be arrogant and didn't care about these finances at all.

In fact, this heart has long been like a drop of blood.

Still a little worried that his little master was playing away, Turdan and Feng Qingyun glanced at each other and asked:

"This first light body kung fu, how to compare the method, let's make it clear, so that friends from all walks of life who are watching here can witness together. ”

Qualek glared, thinking, since this little Taoist priest and Tuldan were going to send money to them, there was nothing to be polite about.

But in the end, this is a fight, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, you have to choose the safest method.

It's best to teach this little Taoist a little lesson, how old is it, just so arrogant, I must let you know the truth that there are people outside the sky...

"Little Taoist, my ghost monkey, after all, how old you are, and I don't take advantage of you, we will take the fence of this camp as the boundary, a stick of incense, he will run away from you, as long as you can catch the corner of his clothes, even if you win. ”

This comparison, which sounds humble, is actually a great advantage, this camp of Tuerdan is hundreds of zhang wide, all kinds of tents, chariots and horses are like a chaotic stone henge, this escapee not only has a huge space to roam, but also can travel around in this camp to hide, it is really a good calculation.

"Little Master, it's okay to compare like this, it's only a stick of incense, and it's not enough for me to run two laps in this camp, why don't we compare?"

Before this Qingyun could say anything, Tuerdan on the side was a little anxious, and immediately came up to persuade him.

"I Feng Qingyun, I fought all over Lingnan invincible, can I be afraid of him a little monkey?

Seeing that Feng Qingyun had spoken ruthlessly, Tuerdan was even more frightened, walked up to him, and asked quietly:

"Little Master, are you really good?"

Feng Qingyun smiled faintly, leaned into Tuerdan's ear, and whispered a few words.

The more he listened, the more he shook his head, looking like you have to be like this, and I can't help it, so he lowered his head and shrugged his head and walked away.

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After a while, the two horses and horses each took a hundred steps back and took a stance, and Tuldan's men ordered them to find a long, thick sandalwood stick, and planted it in the center of the field against the wind.

The ghost monkey looked at the fragrant and thick like a small wooden stick, shook his shoulders, smiled on his face, showed a look of disdain, and did not speak, looking very confident in his light body kung fu.

Feng Qingyun on the other end stood in place, bowing his head and saying nothing, already thinking about the distribution of this treasure in his heart.

The fine iron sword in the hands of the fifth senior sister has been used for many years, and the sword of the old sao bao must be excellent, so it will be left to the senior sister.

The bronze mother arm guard in the hand of that qualle can best warm the qi and blood of the warrior, I see that the fourth senior brother is also quite weak on weekdays, and he likes to insert a waist when he walks, it is estimated that the kidney is not good, so I will honor him.

I am short of a good pair of boots, the white python boots are kept for my own use, presumably this purple grade boots to the feet, in the future, I can use the wind god legs to kick people, can be sharp.

Just when the caravan guards were busy moving tables and chairs, and Qualle and his party were seated one after another, the merchants watching from the outside of the camp had already begun to discuss.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you also came to see the excitement, look at this little master of Tuerdan, do you have a chance of winning?"

"Boss Li, you don't know anything, this ghost monkey has been passed down by the true inheritance of an elder of the Bihu Sect, and he has cultivated the strength of the first level of the Qi Refining Realm in his early twenties, and it is said that he has a record of retreating under the hands of the peak master of the Qi Refining Realm. ”

"That is to say, shopkeeper Wang, look at this little Taoist priest, he looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, this is how much ability he can have when he starts practicing martial arts from his mother's womb. ”

"A few people, I heard that someone secretly opened the handicap, three games to win two games, this little sect master Qualer won one to one, if this little Taoist priest wins, but one to lose three, many people have gone to buy. ”

"I said Boss Chen, are you stupid, just this little Taoist, even if it is a loss of ten, I don't dare to buy it, let's quickly buy a few qualers, and we also want to win some wine money, hahahaha. ”