Hearing the quote of the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, Xue Zhen couldn't help but be stunned for a while, although his animal skin talisman could be regarded as carefully made by him, the role of it was only better than nothing for himself back then, and it was a state that could be used as a kind of spiritual treasure, in fact, these talismans were really embarrassing for some monks who had corresponding spiritual treasures or even Tongtian spiritual treasures.

And the price quoted by the fat middle-aged shopkeeper is also a little watery, Xue Zhen can know from the observation of the inside and outside of Alum City before and after entering the city that the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo has increased the quotation by half, for Xue Zhen, how can he not see the strangeness.

"The city lord's generous gift Xue has received it, let's follow the price of this shopkeeper, Xue is grateful!" Xue Zhen said with a slight fist.

"Since the senior's mind has been decided, then Zhuo is not difficult, this is the price code of the senior's talisman, and please count the senior!"

The blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo almost didn't think too much about it, and immediately agreed, and, between the flashes of light in his hand, a storage ring floated towards Xue Zhen, Xue Zhen's sleeves swayed lightly, and the five fingers of his hand were tightened, and the storage ring had already appeared in his hand.

With a simple wipe of breath, Xue Zhen had already integrated his divine thoughts into the storage ring in his hand, but in such an instant, Xue Zhen's face was slightly stunned, and then he looked up again at the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, but the other party just had a shallow smile on his face, and Xue Zhen's heart flashed slightly:

"It seems that this city lord really wants to hand over my friend, and the storage ring is not only not four hundred top-grade spirit stones, nor six hundred top-grade spirit stones, but actually a thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

"City Lord, what do you mean by this?" Xue Zhen asked softly.

Although Xue Zhen's words were plain, the middle-aged shopkeeper who had been listening seemed to smell an unpleasant aura, and his heels stepped back half a step, while the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo was still smiling, but asked puzzled:

"Senior! Zhuo really doesn't mean anything else, he just hopes to make friends with his senior!"

Hearing this, the gray-robed man Xue Zhen's brows tightened quietly, and he stared at the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo still had a smiling face, but the fingers of one of his arms trembled unconsciously, this kind of subtle action, even the middle-aged shopkeeper could be closed in his eyes, and took another half step back, how could Xue Zhen not see it, the corners of his mouth turned slightly upturned and smiled, and asked:

"City Lord, do you usually make friends this way?"

"That's good!" the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo said with a forced sigh.

"But those of your people who are trapped outside the city and have been brutally wiped out really have no chance to make this friend with you!" Xue Zhen said in a slightly lighter voice.

Hearing this, the eyebrows of the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo were inadvertently deep, his cyan face was cloudy, and he still couldn't figure out what the other party was talking about, however, just as he was secretly hesitating, Xue Zhen burst out with a wild laugh that made everyone in the store, including the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, puzzled, and everyone didn't know who the gray-robed man mentioned by the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo was, and in a few breaths, almost all of those customers fled outside the store quickly or slowly, and only Xue Zhen, the city lord and the middle-aged shopkeeper were left in the store, as for several female cultivators who greeted them, they also ran to the inner hall to hide。

Xue Zhen's laughter lasted for a long time, and finally stopped abruptly, and Xue Zhen, who gradually lowered his head, put his eyes back on the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, and his condensed eyes made him really timid, and there was an extremely solemn look on his face, a feeling of life being threatened hung on the face of the city lord, and the aura of the protective body actually shook, but he didn't dare to forcibly reveal it, but Xue Zhen still didn't move, just like freezing on the spot, standing with his hands, the heartbeat of the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo was inexplicably accelerated。

Time passed bit by bit, the "confrontation" between Xue Zhen and the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo lasted almost half a cup of tea, and the obese middle-aged shopkeeper also did not dare to move, not unwillingly, but unable, but the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo gritted his teeth after Xue Zhen stared at half a cup of tea, and asked in a deep tone:

"Senior, you ......"

It's just that the courage that the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo had just mustered at this time was immediately pressed down by Xue Zhen with his raised hand, but Xue Zhen was still silent, staring at the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo again for several breaths, and Xue Zhen said Shanshan:

"City Lord Zhuo, I hope you can remember Fang Cai's feelings, this is also their feeling at that time, maybe even more, the helplessness that cannot be chosen in the face of life and death, as a city lord, protecting the safety of the people is what a city lord should do, as for this, Xue Mou accepted it on his behalf, it should be said that Xue Mou's generation of those who died in vain accepted it!"

Such righteous and strict wording really shocked the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo, not the meaning in the words, but that this wording would actually appear in Xue Zhen, such a Mahayana monk's mouth, the blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo with deep eyebrows, after thinking carefully, his solemn face remained unchanged, and he said:

"Thank you for the teachings of Senior Xue, Zhuo should keep it in mind and protect the safety of the people!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen nodded unconsciously, and at that moment, Xue Zhen fell his eyes on the fat middle-aged shopkeeper, the middle-aged shopkeeper's body trembled slightly, he really didn't dare to look at Xue Zhen, but Xue Zhen asked in a flat tone:

"Shopkeeper, do you have a fluttering light sound in your store?"

"What...... What?" The middle-aged shopkeeper couldn't hear clearly, and hurriedly asked again.

"Piaofan Whisper!"

"Yes...... Yes...... There was ......"

"Take it out and let Xue take a look!"

Xue Zhen just called out a sentence, the middle-aged shopkeeper's movements were unusually flustered, and after taking out a certain other talisman by mistake, he took the one Xue Zhen wanted, the Xuanwu was coiled around it in a silk strip, and the surface body was a silver-white talisman, and carefully delivered it to Xue Zhen.

The blue-faced man surnamed Zhuo next to him still didn't leave, Xue Zhen didn't say anything, after the green-faced man surnamed Zhuo put away the pile of mountain-shaped animal skin talismans, he smiled and accompanied him, but he began to think about some things in his heart, some things that he might not have thought of, and some things that needed to be dealt with afterwards.

Xue Zhen almost focused his whole mind on the Piaofan light sound urn, on this talisman, there is indeed some kind of mute technique similar to Buddhism, which can indeed be used to dispel some demonic thoughts.