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A word from the old man made shopkeeper Liu look dazed.

Can't make it?

The entire Mingfa city is not man-made?

"This, this is sold in Wanbao Building..."

Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly explained the power of the Wanbaolou and what the items sold were like.

He also took out a few talismans and pills.

The old man frowned as he heard his brows, then looked at the spear in his hand, probed the pills and talisman, and whispered: "Listen to you like this, this Wanbao Building doesn't seem to have the ability to refine these treasures."

"In my opinion," the old man's eyes revealed a strange light, and then he said in a deep voice: "They are more like discovering a treasure from the fallen fairy garden."

Fairy Treasure!

Shopkeeper Liu was taken aback, and then said blankly: "Uncle Master, isn't the treasure of Xian Ting a legend?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I don't know if it is a legend, but in this world, there shouldn't be anyone who has the ability to refine these things."

"There are only legends. Back then, Xian Ting conducted research on various artifacts and elixir, and produced many sacred artifacts and holy medicines."

Hallows?

Holy medicine?

Shopkeeper Liu looked at the weapons and pills in front of him, and whispered, "Holy weapon?"

"These are defective products at best."

"However, these things are in one direction."

Holding a spear in his hand, the old man narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "I want to retreat and see if I can gain anything."

Hearing what he said, the shopkeeper Liu nodded with joy.

He knows the identity of the old man in front of him, as well as his methods.

In the entire Mingfa City, in the field of weapon building, no one is stronger than the old man in front of him.

Watching the old man leave, shopkeeper Liu's expression slowly turned solemn.

"The treasure of the ancient fairy court?"

"Or, is there a method of refining sacred artifacts?"

He held a small jade bottle of medicine pills in his palm, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled, "Wanbaolou, haha, Wanbaolou..."

At this time, in the Deacon Hall of Mingfa City, several old men in blue and gray robes were sitting upright.

At the beginning, the three old men with indifferent expressions intertwined, making it impossible to look directly at them.

"Lucheng, is this why you invited us?" At the top, an old man with a thin face said unhappy.

He said, and many other elders shook their heads slightly.

For practitioners like them, when there is nothing wrong, it is the right thing to practice in retreat.

"Senior Brother Lu Cheng, it's such a big thing, should even the three deacon adults be alarmed?" On the other side, a middle-aged cultivator said coldly.

The profits in this Mingfa city are huge. Although there are only three deacons in the city, it is hard to imagine that the various forces in it are intertwined.

Lu Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and he took a step forward and held the two talisman in his hand: "Master, please have a look."

Among the first three old men, the old man with a majestic face on the left raised his hand and held the two talisman papers.

"what?"

Starting with the talisman, the old man showed a hint of surprise on his face.

He stretched out his other hand and waved it gently in the void.

A faint pattern appeared.

"Snapped--"

Most of the time the lines appeared, they suddenly exploded, and a puff of clear water scattered in front of him, dampening his coat and robe.

Not only was the old man not angry, but he was more excited on his face and raised his hand again.

Once, twice, and three times, the lines he drew became more and more complete.

It's just that there is a long stream of clear water on the stone steps.

The two deacons beside the old man stared at the lines he had drawn, their eyes shining brightly.

In the hall, the others also held their breath, not daring to miss a single minute.

Ming Fazong was originally profound in magic skills. Now that he sees a magic technique that has never appeared before, who can not turn his attention to it.

After half an hour, an aura flashed in front of the old man, and a golden pattern was quietly suspended in the air.

"Haha, well, Lucheng, you did a good job!"

The old man who drew the lines showed a joyful face, and he looked at the spirit lines in front of him and said in a low voice: "This is completely different from my method of Ming Fa sect."

"Perhaps, through this method, my Ming Fazong technique can be brought to a higher level."

Beside the old man, the other two deacons nodded.

Hearing that the old man affirmed Lu Cheng's merits so much, the other deacon disciples below were a little bit jealous, with envy and resentment in their eyes.

In Mingfa City, the approval of the deacon elders is not empty words, they are always exchanged for real money.

"Lucheng, do you still have this paper? One million sacred stones of this deity, I want them all."

The master of Lucheng spoke loudly.

This is Mingfa City, and the master and apprentice also settle accounts clearly.

Hearing the old man's words, Lu Cheng raised his hand, holding nearly a hundred pieces of talisman paper in his palm.

These are all from Jin Dahao.

Hundreds of talisman papers can be exchanged for hundreds of millions of sacred stones.

He can get 100 million sacred stones without spending a dime. If this is cheap, Jin Dahao will know that he will vomit blood.

"So many?" The old man who was sitting in the middle position was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to take all the talisman in his hand.

Aura flashed in his eyes, he kept scanning the talisman, and then raised his head and said, "Lucheng, where did these things come from?"

Lu Cheng didn't conceal it, and told all about Wanbaolou.

Then he presented the sword, the pill, and two formations.

These treasures make the entire hall full of light.

"This method seems like a sacred weapon..."

"Is this a holy medicine? Legend has it that the holy medicine is like a bullet. Millions of years ago, the city of Thousand Tribulations sold one for 300 million sacred stones."

"What kind of array, the bid will be tens of billions, or should the heavenly stone be settled?"

Lu Cheng stood there with a smile.

No matter what forces behind Wanbaolou, and no matter how the three deacons will calculate, he deserves no less credit anyway.

"Senior Brother Lu Cheng, you are confused, the tens of billions of sacred stones have been passed down, this is a great achievement." Some people looked at his expression and deliberately spoke up.

"Hehe, tens of billions, do they really sell it?"

"It's true or false, who has the final say?"

Lu Cheng asked twice unhurriedly, leaving the speaker speechless.

Heading up, the old man sitting in the middle position raised his hand, and a golden light fell in front of Lu Cheng.

"This is the 300 million sacred stone to reward you."

"In addition, you are solely responsible for contact with Wanbaolou."

"Your task is to get the inheritance."

The old man in the middle looked at Lu Cheng, with irresistible oppression in his voice.

"If you get the inheritance, this Mingfa City will be handed over to you in the future."

Mingfa City is in charge!

Lu Cheng bowed and shouted: "Thank you for your trust, the deacon."

"Lucheng will live up to his trust."

Around, the expressions of those people are extremely complicated.

Lu Cheng straightened his waist, arched his hands around, turned and left.

The head deacon waved his hand, and the others in the hall bowed and left.

"Junior Brother, what is the origin of this Wanbao Building?" The chief deacon turned his head and looked at the thin old man.

The thin old man had a deep gaze, looked out of the main hall, and said lightly: "It's nothing more than the inheritance of Xianting, or found the legacy of Xianting."

The deacon turned his head to look at the master of Lucheng.

"Hehe, I heard that Wu Yuan, the God of War of Great Xia, has returned and is sitting in the City of Ten Thousand Tribulations. All the remaining pulses of Great Xia are gathered."

"What is the connection between this?"

The chief deacon nodded and said lightly: "Leave it to Lucheng. Let's watch this change first."

Regardless of whether it is a treasure or another reason, these talismans are related to medicines and weapons, and they are definitely not as simple as you can see on the surface.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, there was a trace of excitement on the face of the great elder.

"If we can understand these imitation **** patterns and return to Ming Fazong, we can also have a place."

His words made the other two nod their heads.

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Wanbao was already full of people downstairs.

Last night, many practitioners who purchased Wanbaolou weapons showed their power in the void.

Several of them relied on weapons in their hands to fight higher ranks, beheading and killing powerful monsters and demons.

Someone exchanged the beheaded beasts overnight, just to open the door of Wanbao Building today and buy one or two more treasures.

Just such a day and night, the name of Wanbaolou is already resounding in Mingfa City.

"Senior Brother Qin, do you think this Wanbao Building will not open today?" Looking at the crowds around him, a thin young man looked nervous.

Not just him, most of the others clenched their fists and looked unnatural on their faces.

Yesterday there were still many treasures, and they were snatched by those shops just before hesitating.

Only what is lost will feel precious.

Now that someone has a powerful treasure in his hand, the one that doubles the combat power, the sharpened sword and gun in his hand is not pleasing to the eye.

"It should be on..." The middle-aged in white who was asked by the youth whispered, while raising his head, looking at the top of Wanbao Building.

On the third floor of Wanbao Building, Xu set up in a gray and white robe, with a calm expression on his face.

Behind him, Jin Dahao was cautious, not daring to look up.

"I said the third child, you are not right, you are in a lower level."

Aside, Xie Qinghai complained loudly.

It's just that there are more jokes in his voice.

"Whoever you sleep can't sleep with our younger niece, isn't it?"

"I really can't control the lower body."

His words made Jin Dahao roll his eyes unconsciously.

Who says you can do it yourself, but thank you, boss, you are qualified?

Who is it that can't control the lower body?

"Jin Dahao, you have to know that Hongyun's bloodline has not stabilized yet, so you and her—"

Bing Feng said, turning his head to look at Xu Cheng aside: "I never told you, Hong Yun's parents have a lot of history."

"Otherwise, Guiyuan Yaozun took her to wander the void, why can she be safe and sound?"

The void world is dangerous, even if Guiyuan Yaozun visits various forces of the monster clan, absolute safety cannot be guaranteed.

"Hongyun has a feather feather, which her mother left for her to protect her body."

"Even the emperor must be jealous."

Bingfeng's words made Xie Qinghai's eyes widened.

He turned his head and looked at Jin Dahao.

It just so happened that Jin Dahao also raised his head to look at him, the two eyes facing each other, and there was a strange halo intertwined in them.

Soft rice, does it smell fragrant?

"Lao San, before the blood is stabilized, it may be difficult to make progress in the future."

"Do you think about how to deal with the anger of Hong Yun's parents after knowing this news?"

Xu Cheng turned around and looked at him.

Jin Dahao opened his mouth, with a daze on his face.

"Puff--" The little red bird landed on Jin Dahao's shoulder, flapping his wings and staring at Xu Cheng.

In this way, it seems to be protecting Jin Dahao.

Jin Dahao stretched out his hand and stroked the little red bird, then said loudly: "This is our man's business."

With that said, he took a step forward and looked at Xu Cheng: "Tianshi, I know you will have a way."

"Let's talk about it, how many sacred stones do you need?"

Very simply.

Xu Cheng smiled and stretched out a finger: "One hundred million."

100 million?

Jin Dahao laughed, and just about to speak out, Xu Cheng said again: "Heavenly Dao Stone."

One hundred million, heavenly stone.

Jin Dahao's smile was frozen by this number.

A piece of heavenly stone is a **** stone worth 100 million.

One hundred million heavenly stones, what is that concept?

Are there so many heavenly stones in the world?

Hearing Xu Cheng's offer, the bright light in Bingfeng's eyes flowed.

At the beginning, Xu Chengcheng had said in front of her that by killing enough demons, he could exchange blood.

But that price is a hundred times cheaper than Jin Dahao's.

One hundred million Heavenly Dao Stones, no one in this world can take out.

The little red bird flapped its wings and was about to pounce on Xu Cheng.

Jin Dahao stretched out his hand to grab her, then looked at Xu Cheng: "Really?"

Xu Cheng nodded and said: "There are so many heavenly stones, not only can reshape her bloodline, but also allow her to return directly to her ancestors and become an existence comparable to her ancestors."

"Okay." Jin Dahao gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Cheng: "Then one hundred million heavenly stones."

There was a strange breath bursting out of him, he looked up at the distant sky, and then said lightly: "Then I will set a small goal."

"Make him a hundred million first."

"Opening—"

He shouted loudly, then lowered his voice: "From today, whoever dares to prevent me from making money, is my enemy!"

As his voice fell, the door of Wanbao Building below opened, and countless practitioners rushed in.

"I want this knife--"

"I want this talisman!"

"Don't grab ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ You caught my Dandan——"

...

As long as it is sold in Wanbaolou, everyone is not undecided, what is grabbed.

When the people in those shops rushed in, Wanbao Building was already empty, and only three array plates were left hanging on the heights.

"Guests, the goods are sold out today. If you want to buy it, please be early tomorrow."

The disciple of the Celestial Master's Palace wearing a green robe smiled and stretched out his hands to drive people.

The door of Wanbao Lou closed again after opening for a quarter of an hour.

Outside the gate, countless practitioners are unwilling to leave.

"Brother Xu, what did you grab just now?" a one-eyed middle-aged man, with a gloomy expression, said in a low voice.

"I, I just grabbed a knife, but unfortunately I can't use this knife." Another person shook his head regretfully, "I was going to grab a battle armor."

"Brother Xu wants a battle armor? What do you think of this one?" The one-eyed middle-aged man was overjoyed and took out a battle armor.

"Hey, this armor... brother, do you sell it?" Brother Xu said in a nervous state.

"Sell! Why don't you sell it? You are old Xu Kaijinkou, this armor is not sold or sold!" Taking out the armor, the young man showed a trace of shyness: "Brother Xu, do you sell this sword?"

...

But half a day, a trading square spontaneously formed in front of Wanbao Building.

There are those who exchange the treasures they need, some who sell the useless treasures they have grabbed, and those who study the usage of pill talisman together.

This scene made Lu Cheng narrow his eyes when he rushed to the Wanbao Tower.

"Hmph, fortunately I came early, otherwise this Wanbao Building will really become a climate."

With a sneer, Lu Cheng strode forward and shouted in a low voice: "Open the door--"

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