Zhang Ji was not only a new face, but such a high-profile buying and selling transaction naturally attracted the attention of many monks present. Even a few powerful real people in the later period cast interested eyes on him.

After all, Zhang Jiyang's sprinkled list of big tricks adds up to a really precious value.

"Good guest! Good guest! I don't know how this fellow Daoist is going to trade, spirit stones, elixirs, or magic weapons, as long as it is a hard-passed goods!"

Zhang Ji's mouth asked for at least half of his goods, and the yellow-robed ancestor naturally smiled.

Isn't this businessman, businessman, just a 'good' high roller?

"Let's talk about the price first, how many spirit stones do these things add up?" Zhang Ji didn't talk nonsense, and said with a smile.

It can be seen that he is in a good mood at the moment.

"Yes, I'll do the math. Red Fire Lotus Core, Fire Spirit Seed, Seven-Horned Jade ...... Well, this ...... , 1.2 million. Skip the fraction, how about 1.2 million lower grade spirit stones?"

The old man in the yellow robe lowered his head and calculated, and burst out a surprising number.

"One million two thousand?"

Zhang Ji was also slightly shocked when he heard this, although he knew that these things were definitely not cheap, but he didn't expect it to be so ghostly. However, this is a spirit stone that cannot be saved, even if it is expensive, you have to grit your teeth and buy it.

"Wait!"

But just as Zhang Ji was about to nod and take out the spirit stone, an old man with a hateful face on the side suddenly stood up and said, "I am also a little interested in that ice shaping flower, 200,000 spirit stones, can you sell me?"

Seeing that someone stood up to fight, Zhang Ji naturally frowned.

However, the rule of this is that the one with the highest price wins, and he will not be so angry, after all, he can still fight.

"This fellow Daoist!" Seeing that someone came out to fight, the old man in the yellow robe was naturally even happier, and looked at Zhang Ji with a smile.

Zhang Ji naturally did not hesitate when he heard this, and increased the price with an unchanged expression: "Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" The hateful old man was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes became a little gloomy and said: "Don't be too greedy!"

He didn't expect Zhang Ji to be so 'greedy'.

Zhang Ji smiled disdainfully when he heard this, and continued to increase the price: "300,000!"

What Zhang Ji has always believed in is that when you go out, you must not fall behind. What's more, he is not short of this spirit stone.

"You ....... ”

"Smack!"

Seeing that Zhang Ji was so 'ignorant of lifting', the old man smashed the Taishi chair with one palm, stood up and snorted coldly: "You really want to fight with me?"

The hateful old man said as he spoke, and a terrifying demonic aura immediately rushed out from behind him, which was the cultivation qi of the late stage realm. The demonic energy is rolling and fierce like a wave, but he is actually a murderer in the late stage of Jindan of the Demon Dao?

The monks present were all shocked, and the female cultivators of the foundation building were also very disgraced. The terrifying ferocity of the powerhouses in the late stage of Jindan was enough to deter them. In this way, there are only the other two late-stage real people, the black-robed Yuanying powerhouse, and Zhang Ji.

A little Jindan late-stage monk, of course, Zhang Ji didn't pay attention to it.

“...... Cold Moon Daoyou. At this time, Yun Tianhong stood up.

As the host of the exchange meeting, he can't help but show up!

"Yun Daoyou, don't worry, the old man won't break your rules. The hateful old man Han Yue sneered, stared at Zhang Ji gloomily and said, "The old man just wants him to 'wake up'!"

A small early real person, is he still qualified to compete with him?

Under the terrifying aura of the cold moon, the expressions of all the monks present became strange. A good exchange will become like this, and naturally everyone will feel uncomfortable.

But what can be done? Who makes others powerful?

At the same time, there was some sympathy in their hearts. Of course, that's just thinking about it.

And it's not just them, it's all the female cultivators who build the foundation realm, they all seem to understand the situation and cast a strange look at Zhang Ji.

I have to say, it looks very humiliating.

“...... Seniors, or... , or forget it. At this time, behind Zhang Ji, Xiao Yun on the Taishi's chair suddenly leaned on his back and said nervously.

Zhang Ji was stunned at first, then smiled and patted the beauty's pretty head, shook his head indifferently and said, "That's not good, how can you forget it?"

As soon as Zhang Ji's voice fell, in the surprised eyes of everyone, he turned around, looked at Hanyue and said with a strange smile: "Are you threatening me?"

The old man of the cold moon was stunned when he heard this, and his face showed a look of calm and rage, and he said a little bit of a prelude to the coming storm: "So what?"

Zhang Ji's words and attitude made him feel insulted by being provoked and slapped in the face.

When did a small early real person be qualified to talk to him like this?

"Yes?"

Zhang Ji's face did not change when he heard this, but repeated it with a light smile, and his eyes couldn't help narrowing.

At this time, the expression on Zhang Ji's face suddenly changed, and he was replaced by a sneer, and the word 'death' came out of his mouth.

Immediately, he saw a white light explode, and the sword qi rushed to the front of Han Yue's eyes very quickly! The latter only felt a flower in front of him, and a terrifying sword light attacked, and his soul flew out of the sky in fright.

The old man of Cold Moon was shocked, and hurriedly controlled the exercise to run rapidly, and countless ice crystal-like blue light appeared on the surface of his body, enveloping his entire person.

However, the white light sword qi seemed to completely ignore the blue light of the protective body, and unceremoniously bombarded it, and quickly turned into several inches-long small swords, stabbing hard.

"No!

The old man of Cold Moon was already frightened, and hurriedly wanted to use his means to protect himself.

But the blue light of his body protection failed to last for half a moment. Several inches long swords fell fiercely on his body, and his strength had not weakened in the slightest.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

Before the old man of the cold moon could be summoned, the person had already screamed, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and flew out at least seven or eight meters upside down.

The monks present were dumbfounded, and the boss with his mouth open couldn't close for a long time.

"I said ......!" As if doing a trivial thing, Zhang Ji patted the dust on his clothes, looked at the old man of the cold moon who looked like a dead dog in the distance, and even mocked: "Just a waste like you, are you qualified to threaten me?"

As soon as Zhang Ji's voice fell, he saw that he took out a Changge and a dagger sword, threw it in front of the yellow-robed monk and said, "Take it and calculate the price, it should be enough to pay the price, right?"

After Zhang Ji finished speaking, he didn't care about the shocked looks of the other monks, and sat back in the Taishi chair with a light smile. With a powerful wrap of arms, he hugged the soft waist of Xiaoyun, who was still stunned.

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