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"Born thunder is a demon bird, a thunder eagle's egg, exchange a thousand-year-old elixir, the age of the medicine is required to be at least five thousand years old, and the elixir belongs to xing!" Seeing that the success had aroused everyone's interest, the monk surnamed Luo smiled faintly and said unhurriedly. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

A thousand-year-old elixir? Or a thousand-year-old elixir that is more than 5,000 years old?

The monks looked at each other, most of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shook their heads helplessly.

This is not to say that the Thunder Eagle Egg is not as valuable as a five-thousand-year-old elixir.

Although the five-thousand-year-old elixir is also extremely rare, its value is equal to that of the Thunder Eagle's egg. In particular, the monk surnamed Luo said again that he only asked for a 5,000-year-old elixir, and all kinds of elixirs belonging to xing were acceptable, so the requirements were reduced by three points. In this way, it takes advantage of some advantages.

It's just that the monks who were moved in the audience still shook their heads and sighed.

Because of the thousand-year-old elixir, a material that can be used to refine elixir, the first thought of any monk who gets it is often to refine it into an elixir to increase his own strength. Never keep it on your hands for too long.

And the monk who is not tempted by the thunder eagle, even if he has a thousand-year elixir at hand, he will not take it out lightly, after all, as long as the thousand-year elixir is refined into an elixir, it can immediately increase the monk's immediate combat power. And when the Thunder Eagle can come in handy, it's not clear how long it will take!

The monks who were able to cultivate to the Jindan stage were very shrewd and would not fail to see this.

"Luo Daoyou, I don't know if this thunder eagle egg has to be exchanged for elixir?

"No, I can't. Thunder Eagle Eggs Only Change Elixir!" The monk surnamed Luo shook his head and said categorically.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones! Luo Daoyou can think about it, this is the old man's final offer. I believe that the value of the Thunder Eagle Egg is only higher than that of the Thunder Eagle Egg!" The purple-clothed old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer. Obviously, the refusal of the monk surnamed Luo was regarded as an act of waiting for the price to be sold.

Fifty thousand spirit stones!

This price really exceeded the value of Lei Ying's eggs, and everyone looked at the old man in purple, not knowing why the other party was so eager.

The monk surnamed Luo was also stunned, and his face was uncertain for a while, and then the muscles on his face twitched twice as if he had a toothache, and said, "Hehe, this Taoist friend is sorry." This Thunder Eagle Egg Luo is also entrusted by others, and he can't call the shots. ”

The old man in purple snorted coldly, sat down unhappily, and sneered with his hands in his hands, as if he wanted to see how the other party ended.

The audience was also silent, Chen Yang looked at them one by one, although many people looked greedy, but no one spoke up anymore.

"Don't you Daoists have any elixir in their hands? This Thunder Eagle Egg is very rare, Luo remembers that the last time it appeared, it was more than ten years ago, you Daoists should not miss such a good opportunity! It seems that it is not easy to entrust the Lei Eagle Egg to the monk surnamed Luo.

For a long time, there was still no answer.

Seeing this scene, the monk surnamed Luo moved his mouth twice, wanted to say something and gave up in despair, closed the lid of the box a little helplessly, and was about to put away the Lei Ying egg again.

"Wait!" Suddenly, the fat man Yun specially introduced, the woman surnamed Xiao suddenly stood up.

"Oh. Fairy Xiao has a thousand-year-old elixir in his hands?" The monk surnamed Luo was overjoyed in his heart, and said politely with a smile on his face, obviously recognizing the origin of this woman.

"Nope. However, Miss Ben is very interested in this Thunderhawk Egg. Since everyone can't come up with the thousand-year-old elixir, why don't you exchange it for the little girl?" The female cultivator surnamed Xiao smiled faintly and said slowly.

"This ...... Fairy Xiao is embarrassed for Luo, Luo ......" The monk surnamed Luo's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile, looking unwilling to exchange, but he didn't want to offend the female cultivator surnamed Xiao.

"Wait!" The female cultivator surnamed Xiao didn't wait for the other party to finish, she unceremoniously interrupted the other party's words, and said with a little pride: "You have seen the treasure taken out by the little woman first, so as not to regret it!"

After that, the woman surnamed Xiao slapped the storage bag, and several jade boxes of different colors suddenly flew out and landed in front of the monk surnamed Luo.

The monk surnamed Luo was unceremoniously stopped by this woman, his face was a little ugly, and his heart was extremely angry.

With his cultivation in the later stage of Jindan, how could he have been so disrespectful by the early Jindan monks. If it had been someone else, he would have been angry, but in the face of the female cultivator surnamed Xiao, he obviously had scruples about the abnormality, gritted his teeth, raised his hand without saying a word, sucked a jade box into his hand, opened it and looked at it.

The female cultivator surnamed Xiao really deserves to be the direct blood relative of the monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and her net worth is rich, and the value of every treasure in the jade box is not under the Lei Ying egg.

In this way, the monk surnamed Luo still kept a straight face, and every time he saw the same, he shook his head.

Until the monk surnamed Luo opened the fourth jade box, which was an inconspicuous earthy yellow stone the size of a date pit.

"Huh!" Chen Yang was just sitting on the side with the mood of watching the excitement, but when he suddenly saw the stones in this box, his heart shook suddenly, and he exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time, his right hand slid down unnoticed, and patted a certain bag on his waist.

"Yang Daoyou, but you have taken a fancy to this thing? Tsk, the Yellow Stone is a rare treasure! Yang Daoyou is really a good eyesight!" Seeing this, the cloud fat man leaned over and said with a smile. "It's a pity that this piece of Yellowstone is a little smaller, and it is far from enough to refine a magic weapon!"

Chen Yang was silent for a moment, and did not deny Yun Fatzi's words, and sighed: "It doesn't matter if it's small, just collect it little by little." It's just that what if you like it, Yang doesn't have a 5,000-year-old elixir on hand that can impress the other party. I can only miss this opportunity in vain!"

"Oh. Yang Daoyou is really interested, but it's a pity that although Yun has a spiritual grass in his hand, he plans to exchange a magic weapon. I'm really sorry!" Yun Fat Man was slightly stunned, and then said with a slightly apologetic smile.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Chen Yang didn't have any hope, but when he suddenly heard Yun Fatzi's words, he was overjoyed in his heart.

It's easy to exchange magic weapons, I don't have much else, and I really have a lot of magic weapons on hand! I really fell asleep and met a pillow, my luck is really good, and I should belong to myself with this piece of annihilation!

"Brother Yun has a thousand-year-old spirit grass on hand?" Chen Yang hurriedly grabbed Yun Fatzi's arm, saw that the other party nodded inexplicably, and said with a smile on his face. "That's good, there are just two extra magic weapons at hand. Brother Yun has any special requirements for magic weapons?"

"What?" this time it was the turn of the fat man surnamed Yun to be moved.

Listen, there are extra magic weapons, and there are two superfluous magic weapons! But he is a late-stage Jindan monk who only has two magic weapons, what is the origin of this Yang Daoyou, and he actually has more treasures than himself?

The fat man surnamed Yun blinked his small eyes that were almost covered by the fat on his face, and looked at Chen Yang in disbelief. Seeing Chen Yang's solemn expression, he believed that he was not joking.

"Uh, magic weapon. Yun wanted a magic weapon to assist xing. Of course, it is best to have a magic weapon for defense, and Yun can add some spirit stones in exchange. The fat man surnamed Yun hesitated for a moment, and said with a short breath.

"Hehe, Brother Yun laughed. How precious is the magic weapon of defense, how can it be expected in the future?As for other magic weapons......"

Chen Yang said with a light smile, thinking a little about the magic weapon at hand. ！。

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