"This is too violent, my aunt and grandmother" Wanbao Pavilion's casual cultivator Wang Hai and another casual cultivator were a little stunned, these three customers of the evil corpse gate were really a little tough, and they came to ask for runes, and they actually directly put the magic sword on the other party's neck. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On other people's necks, this is a manifestation of seeing a few disciples of the Sanqing Sect as nothing.

Looking at the current situation, the people of the Sanqing Sect did not make any trouble, I am afraid that they knew that the disciples of the three evil corpse sects were not idle people, and they were cowardly in their hearts.

"Strong, strong, strong" The two of them also made a judgment in their hearts, these three people went out to do things without caring about the feelings of others, they must have a great backer in the Evil Corpse Gate, maybe there are some means hidden to directly suppress these five people from the Sanqing Sect, otherwise they would not dare to be presumptuous in front of others.

"Hey, Sanqingzong's words, why did you snatch the rune I wanted, I don't even have the courage to speak" Song Qian directly chopped her feet, and the floor collapsed a little, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Senior Brother Zhang, hurry up and make a decision, my Wanbao Pavilion also offended them because of you, Senior Brother, you can't watch them make a big noise here and ignore it" The manager of Wanbao Pavilion sent a message to Zhang Bufan, and looked at Song Qian with a kind face on his face, the customer's temper seemed to be about to run out, and she had to deal with this matter quickly to calm the anger of these three people, otherwise she felt that Wanbao Pavilion would be overturned today.

Although Wanbao Pavilion has the support of the existence of the foundation building period, maybe there are powerful characters standing behind these disciples of the Evil Corpse Gate, and if the Evil Corpse Sect comes to a few elders in the foundation building period at random, it is estimated that they can raze the Wanbao Pavilion to the ground.

"Things can't go in the direction of harming the interests of the Wanbao Pavilion, the disciples of the two of you can make trouble wherever they like, as long as you don't kill people in my Wanbao Pavilion" This is his bottom line, and he can't shake it.

"Extraordinary junior brother, I think it's better to return the runes, after all, they are the ones who take a fancy to them first" Wanbao Pavilion steward said, to be a peacemaker, although Zhang Bufan did not speak, but he didn't react for a long time, thinking that he also knew that these people were difficult, so he immediately found a step for the other party to come down.

This matter must not let the people of the Sanqing Sect speak, and it will hurt the other party's face if it spreads out.

"Okay, since it is the intention of the senior brother, the junior brother does not dare to obstruct it, since it is the first thing that the three Taoist friends of the evil corpse sect fancy it, and I can't rob it in the Wanbao Pavilion, so it hurts the face of the Wanbao Pavilion a lot" Zhang Bufan took out a dozen runes with some reluctance and put them directly on the table.

His words did not make people unable to find a tone of admit, but the meaning was obvious, they admitted defeat.

"Senior brother, it's good" The steward of Wanbao Pavilion smiled on his face, praised again and again, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Bufan more.

Calm and calm in the face of things, able to advance and retreat, such a person can go far in the cultivation realm.

"Hey, this Zhang Bufan can actually endure it, and sure enough, not only has his cultivation improved, but even his endurance has improved" Song Qian's eyes lit up and sent a message to Wang Li and Chen Zhen. Although he knew that the final result was like this, he didn't expect Zhang Bufan to hand over the rune so decisively, and he couldn't help but look up to Zhang Bufan in his heart.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to give Zhang Bufan a good beating, but she didn't expect him to be afraid of confessing directly, which is not good.

"Hey, Senior Sister still has a few very powerful runes, it's a pity" Song Qian said, sighing lightly in her heart, giving up the idea of dealing with Zhang Bufan.

"Senior sister, do you still have powerful runes" Wang Li and Chen Xin moved and came to their senses, but they didn't think much about it.

A lady of heaven of the Sanqing Sect, how could she not have some extraordinary means when she went out.

Senior Sister Song Qian can directly not give face to Wanbaoge like this, she has a lot of confidence, obviously that method is not simple.

"Daoist friends of the Evil Corpse Gate, you see that since the Daoist friends of the Sanqing Sect have handed over the runes, can this matter be turned into a big thing and a small matter, and I am the master of Wanbao Pavilion to reduce the number of spirit stones needed to buy three people by reducing one to three, how" The manager of Wanbao Pavilion said, he carefully held a dozen runes and handed them to Song Qian.

"Minus one percent of the runes, okay" Song Qian's heart moved, and she carefully calculated an account, and suddenly felt that it was worth it.

With a slight bluff of these people, there will be nearly seventy or eighty medium-grade spirit stones missing, which is really worth it.

It is impossible for her to really make a fuss here, otherwise she will not have good fruits to eat when she returns to the Sanqing Sect in the future.

"Senior brother, put away the sword," Song Qian said, and Wang Li immediately withdrew the aura into his body and removed the magic sword from Scarface's neck.

"Well, yes, it's all here" Chen Zhen counted a dozen runes and found that there was nothing wrong with it, and nodded.

"Wang Hai, let's go, accompany us to the warehouse to see the magic weapon, and the number of complete runes for me" Song Qian signaled, and immediately got up and stood up.

"The chief steward, before doing such a thing next time, you must wash your eyes first, in this Zhao country, the Sanqing Sect is not the only one, hum" Song Qian glanced at the steward of Wanbao Pavilion, and walked out directly with a cold snort.

"Withdraw" Wang Li and Chen Zhen glanced at each other and followed out.

"Steward, I don't know if I should say it properly" That Wang Hai said to the steward of Wanbao Pavilion, with a little discoloration in his eyes.

"What's the matter, say"

"Their accounts in the store have reached five hundred medium-grade spirit stones," Wang Hai looked at the steward and said with a serious face.

"Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, why didn't you say it earlier, this is equivalent to two high-grade magic weapons" The face of the steward of Wanbao Pavilion was a little dark, and his heart ached.

"I'm so cheap" The steward of Wanbao Pavilion couldn't slap himself in the face in his heart, originally he thought that the things bought by the people of the Evil Corpse Gate were not worth much, so he dared to make a plan to reduce them by one, but he didn't expect that these three people would have such a deep net worth.

"Two high-grade magic weapons, it will take a long time to earn them back" calculated in my heart, and I felt more and more at a loss.

"These three people, it's really not simple, it's five hundred medium-grade spirit stones at once" The middle-aged man of Rushan sighed lightly as he looked at the Wanbao Pavilion Sanxiu who pushed out the door.

A disciple of the Evil Corpse Sect who can take out five hundred medium-grade spirit stones with a casual shot, can he be an ordinary person?

"Senior brother, don't be angry in your heart, it's still important to take the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range," said Zhang Bufan, whose face became gloomy.

"I know, otherwise I wouldn't give them the runes" Zhang Bufan said in a deep voice, his eyes turned to the steward of the Wanbao Pavilion.

"Senior brother, is there really only such a spiritual rune in the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion as you said?

This time, the reason why Zhang Bufan took the rune in the hand of the evil corpse gate was because he took a fancy to the powerful spiritual power contained in that rune.

"No, junior brother, that's the last one, there can't be a lot of this kind of thing, the more the person's spiritual true self is divided, the stronger the inner demons will be" The steward said with a bitter face, blurting out the truth.

The specific situation is indeed like this, that casual cultivator has a long-term relationship with their Wanbao Pavilion and is good at the production of spiritual runes, but fortunately something happened to this person some time ago, he was attacked by a powerful heart demon, and now his life and death are unknown.

"Is it really the last one, that's it, then let's find out all the spirit grass I want according to what I said" Zhang Bufan also frowned, but he didn't forget one thing.

He was going to entrust Wanbao Pavilion to find several rare spirit grasses for his cousin.

His cousin was on the verge of a breakthrough and needed several spirit herbs to refine an important elixir.

"Okay, okay, I'll be ready for the unrepentant brother," said the steward, coming out of that depressed state.

That Zhang Wuregret has been their big customer for a long time, and the value of any spirit grass they need this time is not below a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and such a big business must be done.

"Then I look forward to the good news from the senior brother in charge" Zhang Bufan smiled, arched his hand, and walked out of the room directly with a group of people.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range, I would have to take out what my cousin gave me this time, and I would have come out with this evil breath directly" Zhang Bufan snorted coldly, and walked to the stairs on the second floor with a gloomy face.

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"Woo, this thing is almost rusty, is it really useful" In the warehouse, Wang Li Song Qian Chen Zhen carefully observed around a rusty iron rod.

The stick was more than a meter long, mottled in appearance, full of black rust, if it weren't for the fact that there was a layer of aura slowly circulating around it, no one would have thought that this was a magic weapon.

"Three, this should have been an intact spiritual weapon before, I think you should understand the value of the spiritual weapon," Wanbao Pavilion's scattered cultivation path revealed the secret.

"Spirit weapon" Wang Li's eyes narrowed.

"Let's take it down and take a look" Song Qian took the initiative and took the iron rod from the wooden frame, and immediately peeled off the debris from the iron rod.

"This thing won't break, is it still useful?" Chen Zhen said, feeling that this was very unreliable with an iron rod.

"It's useful, although it has been buried in the ground for I don't know how long, it still has the ability to break gold and crack stones, which is comparable to the power of the best magic weapon."

"Is it comparable to the power of the best magic weapon" Song Qian looked at the iron rod and decided to find a place to give it a try.

The four of them went directly down to the third floor and came to the backyard of Wanbao Pavilion, where the space was open, Song Qian directly left to run the aura into the iron rod, and suddenly the iron rod lit up with a light, and hundreds of broken runes appeared on the surface of the iron rod, she knocked heavily on an iron stone in front of her, and suddenly the iron stone exploded in all parts.

"It's so powerful" Wang Li and Chen Zhen were speechless, they didn't expect such a rotten iron rod to be able to emit such power. Under a stick, it really shattered a piece of iron and stone, which was really too powerful.

"It seems to be not bad, the power has indeed reached the level of the best magic weapon, but it seems to be a little close. After all, it is a crippled spiritual weapon, and its power is less than one percent of what it used to be, which of you two can make do with it" Song Qian weighed the iron rod, thought about it, and directly handed the magic weapon to Wang Li, asking him and Chen Zhen to make a decision.

The iron rod was cold in his hand, and Wang Li injected a wisp of aura into it, and suddenly an incredible scene happened.

I saw that the iron rod emitted a golden light, and it stretched directly to two meters, and the rust powder on it fell off, revealing a smooth real body, turning into a black iron rod two meters long, Wang Li was a little dumbfounded when he looked at all this.

"The ancestor is above, what kind of moth is this" Chen Zhen and Wang Li were also a little distracted when they looked at this scene, and looked at the iron rod one by one.

"This, how can this be......" The scattered cultivation of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion also dropped his jaw.

"Didn't the alchemist in the pavilion say that this thing was damaged," he couldn't help but say in a lost voice, looking at the stick in disbelief.

"There is something wrong with this iron rod, you must go and tell the senior brother in charge" A thought appeared directly in his mind, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of him.

"Well, you're asleep, you didn't see anything what happened just now" Song Qian whispered, the pupils in her eyes dilated, and a series of spiritual fluctuations poured directly into the eyes of the scattered cultivators, and soon the consciousness of the scattered cultivators was a little blurred, and they fell into confusion.

Soon, the three figures came out of the Wanbao Pavilion, and the scattered cultivator stood at the door with a large handful of medium-grade spirit stones and watched the three of them go away.

"Wang Hai, are the people from the Evil Corpse Gate gone?" the steward's voice came from behind.

"Let's go, they bought the iron rod" Wang Hai looked at the steward and replied immediately.

"I finally sent these three people away, today is really unlucky, I lost the spirit stone in vain, and it also made Zhang Bufan feel estranged in his heart" The steward looked at the three figures who were getting farther and farther away, with a sad face.