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This Xuan-robed monk is none other than Wu Yan, who is wearing a special concealment weapon. At this moment, he not only used a special bone shrinking technique to change his appearance, but even his changed appearance was covered up with this special magic weapon, the purpose of which was of course to hide people's ears.

After dealing with several batches of things in the suburbs, Wu Yan unexpectedly obtained nearly 600,000 low-grade spirit stones. Unfortunately, he sells a lot of things, but only a few are relatively rare. Of the more than 100,000 spirit stones obtained, only more than 100,000 were middle-grade spirit stones, and the remaining 500,000 were low-level spirit stones.

In this sea hunting city, only the Wang family's spirit coin shop provides all kinds of spirit coins for exchanging huàn, but if they exchange huàn spirit coins at their spirit coin shop, they will 'draw' a certain fee.

For this big gamble, Wu Yan can be said to have worked hard. He planned to exchange all the magic crystals and spirit stones for high-level.

After Wu Yan took a turn around Wangjiabao City, he found that there was nothing abnormal, and then Shi Shiran walked into a glorious high-rise palace.

As soon as he walked into the Wang Jialing Coin Shop, a monk in charge of the reception of the foundation building period came out to contact Wu Yan.

"I've seen this senior, I don't know if the predecessor wants to store, borrow spirit coins, or exchange huàn spirit coins? If you want to store or borrow, the seniors need to report the font number, and take off the masking magic weapon, and the shopkeeper of the bank can only do it after personally verifying the identity. And if the predecessors only need to exchange huàn spirit coins, then there is no need to do so. The monk, who looked to be in his thirties, respectfully introduced Wu Yan.

"Oh, there are still such regulations?" Wu Yan groaned for a moment and said, "I wonder if your bank provides the business of exchanging low-level spirit coins for high-level spirit coins?"

When the thirty-year-old green-robed monk heard this, he smiled and tirelessly introduced to Wu Yan: "Of course you can." Although our spirit coin bank provides the business of exchanging low-level spirit coins for high-level spirit coins, because the value of low-level spirit coins itself is much lower than that of high-level spirit coins, and the scarcity of high-level spirit coins is well known in the world of cultivating immortals, although the bank provides this kind of exchange business, it needs to 'draw' a certain fee, and the rate of this kind of exchange is also quite high. Generally, one hundred and ten low-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone, and one hundred and five middle-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for a high-level spirit stone. The same is true for other magic crystals, demon crystals to huàn rates. ”

After this person finished speaking, he looked at Wu Yan with a smile. It's a pity that Wu Yan has a masking weapon and has changed his appearance, so this person naturally can't see anything.

After groaning for a while, Wu Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Although the rate of your bank is indeed relatively high, it is not too outrageous. Okay, I've decided to redeem huàn. Are you in charge of this?"

"I don't know how many spirit coins the seniors want to exchange? If the amount does not exceed 100,000 spirit stones, the younger generations can take the lead in redeeming the huàn for the seniors, if it exceeds this amount, then the shopkeeper of the bank needs to come forward." The monk said with a smile on his face.

Wu Yan nodded and said, "In this case, then please ask your shopkeeper to come out." ”

When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face showed a look of surprise, and he hurriedly said enthusiastically: "Okay, seniors, please go upstairs with the juniors to the Accord later, and when the juniors go to ask the shopkeeper to contact the seniors." ”

After receiving such a big business, this person's 'draw' from it is also considerable, and he is naturally very enthusiastic and happy. Immediately, the middle-aged monk led Wu Yan upstairs.

Half an hour later, Wu Yan walked down from the upstairs satisfied, and left here directly without hesitation, heading towards the city gate.

At this time, in the room above the top floor of the Spirit Coin Shop, an old man in a green robe in the early stage of the knot was respectfully reporting to a middle-aged scribe in the late stage of the knot to the great consummation.

"Family master, this person is wearing a special concealment magic weapon, and this person seems to have practiced extremely special exercises to hide aura, and it is really difficult for subordinates to judge the origin of this person. The old man in the green robe said to the middle-aged scribe.

"I exchanged more than 1.1 million low-level spirit stones and more than 900,000 low-level and middle-grade magic crystals at one time, but the identity of this person cannot be determined, which is really strange. There are monks in the city who have such a net worth, except for those disciples of the Great Sect, I'm afraid there are not a few, right?" said the middle-aged scribe to himself.

The old man in the green robe also nodded, and suddenly said, "Family master, do you want your subordinates to send someone to follow you to check the origin of this person?"

"You're not going to sprinkle incense on this person's body again, are you?" said the middle-aged scribe with a displeased frown.

"Hehe, such a wealthy monk, of course his subordinates should be careful. But the head of the family, please rest assured, with this person's cultivation, he will never notice it. The old man in the green robe said with a smug smile.

"Wen Nuo, how many times have I told you? If you do this, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the bank. Hmph, your master has always refused to accept the solicitation of my Wang family, but he has repeatedly used your convenience in my Wang family's spiritual coin shop to do this kind of business, what do you masters and apprentices think of our Wang family?" The middle-aged scribe heard the old man's words, and suddenly rebuked the old man in the green robe with anger on his face.

The old man in the green robe showed a dry smile on his face, and said cautiously: "The head of the family, in fact, after repeated persuasion by his subordinates, the old man has already moved. Give your subordinates some more time, and your subordinates will definitely be able to convince the family teacher to become the guest elders of the Wang family. ”

"Hmph, every time I do such a thing, I use these words to coax this seat, Wen Nuo, do you think that this seat is a three-year-old child?" The middle-aged scribe was furious, and his face was full of dissatisfaction, but it seemed that the master behind the old man in the green robe was quite jealous, so he was just a reprimand, and he continued: "If it weren't for the fact that the 'Ghost Sword Old Man' of the Lingshi is the most 'fine' in the Sumeru Sea, the Dao Yuan Infant Sanxiu is the best, this seat would have transferred you to another place." You don't have to be sloppy with this seat anymore, hmph, if you can't persuade the commander to join my Wang family before this sea hunting war, then this seat will have to ask Huang Jian to take over the position of the treasurer of the spirit coin shop. He would rather not be the lord of Huangfeng Island, but also take refuge in my Wang family's master of the late stage of Yudan. Weigh it yourself. ”

When the blue-robed monk heard the middle-aged scribe say this, his face became unsightly, and Ai Ai didn't know what to say. After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he ignored him no longer and left the spirit coin shop directly, leaving the green-robed monk pacing anxiously in the room.

After a while, the green-robed monk seemed to have made up his mind, and immediately took out a messenger, said something to his mouth, and then offered it. The messenger turned into a black light and rushed out of the spirit coin store and disappeared.

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Wu Yan left Wangjiabao City straight and flew towards Yanjiabao City.

On the way to escape, Wu Yan thought about what had just happened in the Accord upstairs of the Spirit Coin Shop, but there was a hint of a sneer on his face hidden in the hat.

The shopkeeper of the spirit coin shop named Wen Nuo, after giving Wu Yan a hundred high-grade spirit stones and eighty high-grade magic crystal stones, took advantage of the opportunity for him to check the spirit stones and magic crystal stones, and quietly sprinkled some colorless and odorless powder on him.

Although the old man's methods in the green robe were extremely hidden, it was ridiculous that he didn't know that Wu Yan was the ancestor of the great expert in poison, and it was simply ridiculous to 'get' such methods in front of him.

Wu Yan immediately noticed that what Wennuo sprinkled on him was not poisonous powder, but a kind of spiritual incense that had no 'color' and no smell and had the ability to track.

Although Wu Yan didn't know why this person did this, it was definitely not a good thing to think about.

However, Wu Yan did not expose this person's behavior. He really wanted to see what the Wang family wanted to do. Wu Yan didn't quite believe that the Wang family's huge industry, and its reputation in Hunting Sea City was quite good, would make such a priceless transaction.

He didn't 'get' the incense off his body. Instead, he took the spirit coins worth about four million and went directly to Yanjiabao City.

This time, he plans to bet all his family 'sex' at once, and he will also bet on additional death bets, a big gamble.

Not long after Wu Yan's figure had just submerged into the magic circle of Yanjiabao City, an inconspicuous-looking old man in a thin brown robe appeared in the place where Wu Yan had just disappeared.

This thin old man, no more than five feet tall, was wrapped in a dry black and brown 'colored' robe, and his gray 'color' and 'hair' hair were scattered and scattered, which was casually coiled into a bun and pinned with a small wooden sword-like hair fork.

There is a faint ghostly aura on the old man's body, but the whole person doesn't look like a monk at all, but very much like a miscellaneous Taoist priest in a dilapidated small Taoist temple in the mortal world.

Who would have imagined that this brown-robed Taoist priest is the famous "Ghost Sword Old Man" in the Sea of Sumeru, who lives by assassination?

The old man glanced at Yan Jiabao City lightly, and muttered softly: "What a strange boy, it turns out that he can also shrink bones in the ordinary martial arts, it seems that Fang Cai is not his true face." Let's see what he wants to do when he enters Yanjiabao City. ”

The old man said, when even a stride, the figure suddenly disappeared. The magic circle of Yanjiabao City seems to have no zài in front of this old man. A moment later, on an inconspicuous mortal street in Yanjiabao City, an inconspicuous brown-robed old Taoist priest appeared.

At this time, the old Taoist priest happened to be standing in front of a pavilion shop facing the street. Suddenly, a basin of sewage spilled from the open window upstairs, and it happened to be poured on the old man.

The stench then emanated from the old Taoist, and the people passing by next to him covered their noses and walked away, pointing at the old Taoist who looked incomparably wolfish and laughing.

The old man glanced upstairs indifferently. In the open window, a 'fat' head suddenly poked out, but it was a 'fat' man who looked like a butcher. When the 'fat' man saw the old Taoist priest looking upstairs, he couldn't help but stare at the fierce light and shouted: "What do you see? Stinky Taoist priest, believe it or not, I will stab you to death!"

The old man smiled indifferently, glanced at the 'fat' man and the pavilion mansion under him, and walked towards the inner city.

The 'fat' man spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm towards the back of the old man, covered the 'door' of the room, and was about to find his mother-in-law to vent. A huge mansion was reduced to ashes almost in the blink of an eye, and the street disappeared. All the people in it were naturally burned to ashes with this inexplicable 'yin' fire. In the original place, only a black 'color' pit of dozens of zhang in size and several zhang deep remained, indicating that there was originally a small mansion here.

The crowd on the street was shocked and lost their color, and when they looked in the direction of the old Taoist priest leaving in fear, where was he still there? Everyone was like a ghost, and they ran away in an instant--32523+dsuaahhh+24475805->