"So, thank you!"

Xin Lan's face was flat, she glanced at Feng Mo and the others, and bowed slightly.

He was also worried in his heart, although he was a nominal true disciple, he almost didn't have some life-saving measures for true disciples.

Since the last time, Lin Lao asked Xin Lan to leave, he has never gone to Xin Lan, and even the alchemy technique is even more dispensable, even if he teaches a trace of technology, it is better than thinking about it by himself.

If you don't preach the Tao, how can you be a teacher, how can you hear it as a master!

Master, master, how can you be a master if you don't pass it on!

However, Lin Lao just asked Xin Lan to read the book, and let Xin Lan do alchemy and ponder by himself.

Standing opposite Xin Lan, Feng Mo saw Xin Lan making this big gift, and immediately panicked, Xin Lan is a person who even his own sect is afraid of, if he offends him there, the sect will definitely not spare him, and even drive him out of the sect.

For a moment, he was at a loss.

"Senior, senior is serious, if the senior has something to order, the junior will naturally do his best, dare not deceive the senior in the slightest, and hope that the senior can look at the thin side of Tianluo City and spare my Six Immortal Sect. ”

Feng Mo saw that Xin Lan's face softened, and said tentatively.

He was very afraid that Xin Lan would not agree with him, so he directly killed him, with his cultivation, he could resist for a while, but once the time passed, even if several other people went together, they would not be Xin Lan's opponents.

After all, the disciples who came out of the big sects, whether they were cultivated or talented, were incomparable to them mountain bandits, and even Xin Lan would have some spiritual weapons, so even if all of them worked together, they would not be his opponents.

The power of the spirit weapon far exceeds the strength of the spell, and for the person refining the body, the better the quality of the spirit weapon, the more deadly it is for them.

Just like Fang Ziran, who died earlier, he already had an extremely powerful body, and he used to occupy the top, but when Xin Lan came to his senses, he was able to kill him with a sword.

"Seniors, juniors say goodbye first!"

Feng Mo hesitated for a moment and said.

He couldn't figure out Xin Lan's temperament, if he stayed for a long time, Xin Lan would be unhappy, and the group would not even be able to leave, he believed that with Xin Lan's cultivation, leaving a few of them would not be a problem at all.

Kindness?

"In this matter, Xin Mou will accept a favor from you, if you have something to do in the future, crush the jade Jane, Xin will help you once!"

Xin Lan left a word, shook her body, and disappeared.

The moment Xin Lan left, in front of Feng Mo's eyes, a piece of jade slip floated in front of him.

He looked at Yu Jian for a moment, grabbed it in his hand, put it in the storage bag, and the disciple and the woman went to the Six Immortals Sect.

300,000 spirit stones, eight low-grade spiritual weapons, although it is a bit expensive, but it can be exchanged for a promise from a monk with great potential, and it is not a loss.

・・・・

Inside Tianluo City.

On the streets and alleys of Tianluo City, there are many vendors, placed on the ground, selling some strange things, jade, spiritual weapons, swords, mortal iron...

"Brother, how can this little sword be sold!"

A man with a rough face, squatting on a remote stall, holding a small sword in his hand, waved it, looked at the vendor and asked.

"It's not expensive, ten low-grade spirit stones, if my brother really wants to buy it, I'll sell you eight!"

The stall owner glanced at the man, a little helpless.

He has been selling here for a long time, and his things are good, whether it is a small sword, a strange stone, or an ancient book, he obtained it by accident, but it is a kind that no one buys, otherwise, the price will not be at the bottom to the level it is now.

Before, it was a small sword held by a man, but it was a hundred spirit stones.

Hearing the eight spirit stones, the man frowned.

Although he is a casual cultivator, there are not many spirit stones in the first place, and he usually needs to kill demon beasts in order to obtain spirit stones, and now he spends these all at once, and he may have a little trouble in the future.

But he also has some vision and knows the extraordinaryness of the small sword in his hand.

"Brother, I have a limited number of spirit stones here, I like this little sword brother very much, if my brother can be cheaper..."

The man was a little embarrassed and smiled, and his face turned slightly red all of a sudden.

The stall owner glanced at the man, saw him with a difficult look, sighed in his heart, very helpless, in a month, someone bought it, and sold it if he could.

"This, alas, six lower-grade spirit stones, it can't be less. ”

When the man heard this, his face was overjoyed, he handed over the spirit stone, and left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, and then at the spirit stone in his hand, the stall owner was very helpless.

At this moment, a young man in a green shirt walked over.

"Little brother, how do you sell this thing?"

The young man in the green shirt swept the things on the stall, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly hid it, but instead showed a flat color, and asked lightly.

Although there are not many things on the stall, there are a few things that are good treasures, naturally, the strong cultivators in Tianluo City are in retreat, and they don't care about these, as for the other monks, they can't see that these things are noble at all.

Just like the man just now, in fact, he has also seen some treasures, so he knows the extraordinaryness of the little sword, so he bought it, if he still has money left, he will even continue to buy it.

"This orb only needs ten spirit stones!"

The stall owner looked at the man in the green shirt, and when he looked at the clothes on his other bodies, he could see that the other party was not short of spirit stones, or that the other party was interested in coming to him.

Ten spirit stones?

The young man in the green shirt glanced at the stall owner, put the jewel into the storage bag, looked at it for a while, took a few more things from the vendor, and put them into the storage bag together.

As for the price, it's all about the same.

"Is there anything else?"

The young man in the green shirt glanced at the stall owner and asked slowly.

The stall owner was overjoyed at this time, he only sold one piece for a month, but today, he sold several pieces, which is too good for him.

"Yes, but the things are still at home, if the son needs it, tomorrow at this time, the son will come again, it's good!"

The stall owner smiled happily and took out a few other things from a bag, but seeing that the young man in the green shirt didn't care, he said so.

"It's good!"

The young man in the green shirt thought for a while and said.

At this moment, the young man in the green shirt changed, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe patted the shoulder of the young man in the green shirt.