100,000 spirit stones, which is not a small amount, can buy a superb spiritual weapon!

As soon as Wang Mu shouted to buy it, he immediately attracted a lot of attention, especially the silver-faced monk on the high platform, who led the little monkey cub to this side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dao friendly eyesight, 100,000 spirit stones......" Before the silver-faced monk could shout the word 'deal', he suddenly heard a hoarse cold snort behind him!

"I'll give 150,000!"

Swish!

One after another, his eyes were shot, but he saw a yellow-faced fat man walking towards him.

This yellow-faced fat man was wearing the costume of the Fire Cloud Sect, and there were four monks of the same sect beside him, and the crowd near the high platform involuntarily gave way to a way.

"It's Huang Shiliang of the Huoyun Sect, with this guy here, I have a good show to watch today!"

"Beside him is not the Wu Fan who is in the limelight in the secret realm harvest, he ...... You've built a foundation?"

"It's really fake, the day before yesterday, Wu Fan was still a Quenching Body Realm monk!"

......

The crowd was so bustling that it surrounded the place, and even farther away were joined by monks.

"Huang Shiliang has been rampant and reckless in his life, and his cultivation is to use pills to pile up to the Great Perfection of the Quenching Body Realm, but in fact, even the people of the eighth layer of the Quenching Body Realm can't beat him...... It's just that he relies on his grandfather to be the Huoyun Evil Ancestor, and ordinary people really don't dare to do anything to him!" Zhang Yang quietly transmitted to Wang Mu and said.

Wang Mu muttered to himself, he himself used spiritual liquid and pills to pile up, but it must be much stronger than the yellow fat man in front of him.

"It turned out to be Young Master Huang, if you want this monkey cub, just let me know, 150,000 spirit stones ......" When the silver-faced monk heard that Huang Shiliang's price was half higher, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"You kid is very sensible, I, Huang Shiliang, am willing to make a friend like you!" Huang Fat Man laughed with a big belly.

Wang Mu and the others are all disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, but apart from them, there are all people from other immortal sects, and most of these people are waiting to see the jokes of the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones!" Wang Mu threw a storage bag on the high platform with a snap.

Crash!

A large number of spirit stones formed a small mountain, and there were all medium-grade spirit stones, a full 20,000!

The silver-faced monk was shocked, and his slippery eyes could no longer be moved.

The fat on Huang Shiliang's face trembled, and he said angrily: "I have taken a fancy to this monkey cub for a long time, even if you are a disciple of Taiyi Immortal Sect, you can't take it by force, right?"

Wang Mu didn't look at him, pointed to the 'hill' on the stage and said, "Two hundred thousand spirit stones, Daoist, you order a little!"

The silver-faced monk gritted his teeth, these spirit stones didn't need him to count at all, and a monkey cub spirit pet could be sold at this high level, which was enough!

Just as the silver-faced monk was about to make a deal with Wang Mu, he suddenly had an idea in his heart, then turned to look at Huang Shiliang and said, "Young Master Huang, you see...... Why don't I catch you a better spirit pet next time?"

Hearing this, Wang Mu's eyes turned cold.

Sure enough, Huang Shiliang was excited by the other party's agitation, and immediately clasped his palms, snorted, and said, "I'll give 300,000!"

Ooh!

As soon as the price of 300,000 came out, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Most of the monks here can't come up with such a net worth, and this Huang Shiliang is 300,000 yuan in one mouth, which is 100,000 yuan higher than Wang Mu's bid!

Many people moved their eyes to Wang Mu, but the latter smiled and said, "There is no basis for what I say, my spirit stones are really there!"

Only then did the silver-faced monk come back to his senses from the price of 300,000 yuan shouted by Huang Shiliang, he looked at Wang Mu's pile of spirit stones again, but he gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Shiliang and did not let go.

"That's right, Young Master Huang, you see that people have thrown out 200,000 spirit stone eyes without blinking, and we are waiting to see your 300,000!"

Huang Shiliang's fleshy face sank, and he waved his big hand and said, "Give 300,000 spirit stones!"

At this time, the faces of the two attendants behind Huang Shiliang fell, and they smiled bitterly: "Young master, we don't have so many spirit stones anymore!"

Huang Shiliang was taken aback, and blurted out: "Where is my spirit stone?"

"You forgot, I bought those treasures earlier, and I spent more than half of them!"

Only then did Huang Shiliang realize the fact that he didn't have 300,000 spirit stones on him, and then his face sank, looking at the disdainful eyes around him, he couldn't help but feel a cloud of anger in his heart.

"Wu Fan, lend me some spirit stones!" Huang Shiliang couldn't take out the spirit stone at this time, his face was hot, and he actually wanted to ask someone to borrow this method.

Wu Fan is now in the limelight in the Huoyun Sect, plus he has just come out of the Demon Abyss Secret Realm, he broke through the retreat that night, and became a Foundation Building Realm cultivator, it should not be difficult for him to take out 300,000 spirit stones, Huang Shiliang thought so.

Sure enough, Wu Fan took out a storage bag from his waist without saying a word, and then handed it to Huang Shiliang.

"Senior Brother Huang, I only have 100,000 spirit stones here, and there are not more!" Wu Fan said in a voice.

"That should be enough. Huang Shiliang happily took the storage bag, but he didn't even thank Wu Fan, just summed up with the two followers, and suddenly let out a howl!

"Two hundred and eighty thousand! Do you sell it?" Huang Shiliang looked at the silver-faced monk with almost devouring eyes.

Looking at the 280,000 spirit stones that Huang Shiliang had gathered in half a day, the silver-faced monk still suspected that there was a fake, just as he was about to take over the 280,000 ...... Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him!

"Ahem!"

At this time, even the surrounding group of monks couldn't sit still, because Wang Mu took out a full 100,000 spirit stones, plus the previous 200,000 was 300,000, which was 20,000 more than Huang Shiliang!

"Senior Brother Wang, when did you become so rich?" Zhang Yang suddenly muttered.

The three daughters, Ding Ning, He Xue, and Xu Yufang, looked at Wang Muhao's spending a lot of money, and their mouths were almost closed......

Huang Shiliang's face changed greatly, and just as he was about to scold, Wu Fan beside him stepped forward directly, and said with a smile: "Wang Mu Daoyou, our young master has taken a fancy to this monkey cub, why don't you sell me a thin noodle and cut it into love?"

Wu Fan was a foundation building realm monk at this time, but he still commensurate Wang Mu with a Taoist friend, and in the eyes of outsiders, he already gave enough face.

The crowd around suddenly roared!

"Wang Mu, why do I sound so familiar?"

"Is that Wang Mu who got the first harvest in the secret realm?"

"I look so ordinary, I was unknown before, how did I get the first place!"

......

Wang Mu shook his head in front of everyone and said, "This monkey cub, I like it very much when I look at it, please forgive me for not giving in!"

Wow!

Wu Fan turned a blind eye to the sighs of the people around him, and just persuaded him coldly: "Wang Mu, you have to think clearly!"

The two of them tore their faces almost as soon as they looked at each other, but Wang Mu was not afraid, and only said to the silver-faced monk: "Fellow Daoist, it's time to make a deal, right?"

The silver-faced monk was in the middle of the dispute between the two immortal sects at this time, and he dared not sell it if he could get out at this moment, and suddenly took away Wang Mu's 300,000 spirit stones with a wave of his robe.

"This is the forbidden card to control it, fellow Daoist, you can put it away!" The silver-faced monk directly took out a black bronze medal and sent the monkey cub over.

"Squeak!"

Seeing that he was handed over to a few strangers, the monkey cub struggled and screamed, but Wang Mu made a very quick move, and a white light flashed and it was put into the spirit beast bag.

"Let's go!" Huang Shiliang shouted angrily, and at the same time withdrew his angry eyes at Wang Mu.

"Senior Brother Wang, isn't there anything strange about this monkey cub just now?" Ding Ning asked curiously on the side.

"No! I raised a monkey cub when I was young, and today I can't bear to see this monkey being tortured by that person in every way!" Wang Mu said with a smile.

"The ghost only believes you!" Ding Ning and Zhang Yang said in unison. (To be continued.) )