63: C63 Come out of the Horse

C63 Come out of the Horse

"But... I don't have anything in my hand..."

"I wonder if Young Master is willing to pay on credit? After I retrieve the pill and return to the sect, I will definitely bring Young Master a satisfactory reward."

Zi Mohan's brows were clear. She decided to give it a try. This kind of spiritual medicine could not be missed.

"Why does Fairy not have any treasures? I think this sword is not bad. How about we exchange it?"

Shen Qingfeng's face carried a gentle smile as he pointed at the sword at her waist and said.

"Huh?"

Zi Mohan heard this and could not help but take a step back. She held the sword with her hand and her eyes were alert.

"How dare you, mortal! Senior sister's sword was bestowed by the Sect Master. The sword is with the person, the sword will destroy the person and kill the person. How can I trade with you?"

At this moment, the little girl immediately stood up and puffed out her chest as she spoke with righteous indignation.

Zi Mohan held the sword in her hand and her fingers turned white. This sword had a special meaning to her but the chance to save her master was right in front of her, making her hesitate.

"I did not say that I must exchange it. Lend this sword to me for a year. I will immediately hand over the Xuan Yuan pill with both hands."

Shen Qingfeng smiled freely. He was suffering from the lack of a weapon, or else he wouldn't be tempted by a weapon used by a woman.

He didn't use a sword. A slightly more domineering weapon was more suitable for him.

"Only for one year?"

Zi Mohan's eyes lit up again. This condition seemed to be worth considering!

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. A group of young men with unfriendly expressions walked out and surrounded Shen Qingfeng and Xu Jing.

"What are you guys doing?"

Xu Jing frowned slightly. The situation here was too complicated. He didn't want to cause any trouble. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his family.

In ancient human language, one shouldn't reveal their wealth.

In Dharma Ending Age, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth was greatly reduced, and the living environment of cultivators was extremely harsh. The moment they smelled the smell of high grade pill, they surrounded them like starving dogs.

"Cultivating in the deep mountains, becoming famous in the ancient caves. This brother, please!"

A man in a gray shirt with long and narrow eyes walked out. He held his hands in front of his chest and cupped his hands in a salute.

"An immortal from the northeast!"

At this moment, someone exclaimed from the side and recognized the identity of this group of people.

Many people noticed the situation here. Even those who were selling or begging put down their work and gathered around to watch the show.

More and more people squeezed the two female cultivators of Celestial Maiden Pavilion to the side.

"Move out" referred to some animals, such as foxes, snakes, weasels and so on. Cultivating for hundreds of years, avoiding Thunder Tribulation and cultivating even faster. And possessing a human body. Among all the animals, the yellow python was the most common, and its cultivation was the highest. That was why it was known as the Four Great Clans.

For the sake of cultivation, or for accepting a mission, the animal elfins wanted to open a hall and take action. In order to avoid the Thunder Tribulation and cultivate quickly, they had specially chosen some humans as their children. Therefore, there was another profession in the human world - the disciples who came out on horses.

"That's a very powerful faction. Why would they come to such a low-class treasure trade fair?"

"It's said that the Horse Racing Immortal Sect mainly consists of mountain ghosts and spirits. There are many disciples, and many of them have evil intentions. When they attack, they hurt people."

"These two second-generation rich kids are going to be unlucky. They even dare to brazenly take out such a good pill. Isn't that stupid?!"

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... "What does this mean?"

Shen Qingfeng also did not expect that a bottle of Profound Rank Restoration Pill would have such an effect. In the ancient cultivation world, this was just an ordinary pill.

Isn't this the Treasure Trading Convention? Could it be that there were no rules to speak of?

In the past, although ancient cultivators often fought openly and covertly, they had to be reasonable. At least wait until there were few people before making a move!

"Young Master, please don't misunderstand. I saw that the two of you had black marks on your foreheads. I was afraid that there would be a great disaster in the near future, so I personally came to rescue you." Although the grey-robed man's tone was respectful, it was obvious that he was speaking nonsense.

"Oh? What kind of rescue method?"

"That's easy, I'll do it for you. After establishing the hall, you can communicate with the power of the Immortal Clan, so naturally, you will be able to ensure your safety in all matters, free from any inhibitions!"

"Set up a hall for me? Hehe..."

Shen Qingfeng laughed. He did not know what was behind this disciple, and whether or not he could withstand the War God's hall!

"Of course, this hall wasn't built for nothing. With the help of all of us disciples, we still need to offer sacrifices to the Immortal Clan. But, little brother, don't worry, this bottle of pill is enough to pay the reward!"

At this point, the grey-robed man's face revealed an unconcealable greed.

This bottle of pill actually emitted a strange medicinal fragrance. In the past, he had only heard of high-grade pill. He had never imagined that he would encounter it here.

If he could offer this pill to an immortal, then his identity would immediately double.

At that time, the immortal would definitely bestow magical force upon him, and he would become a great figure that everyone would revere!

When he thought of this, his heart burned with incomparable passion. If it wasn't for the Treasure Trading Convention, he would have long killed people and seized their treasures. How could he speak in such a polite manner!?

"Is that so? Help me build a hall and only ask for a bottle of pill as compensation. That sounds pretty good."

"However, judging from your looks today, I'm afraid that you will be met with a bloody calamity. It doesn't matter if this hall is not built!"

When the gray-clothed man heard Shen Qingfeng's words, he initially thought that Shen Qingfeng would really look at his face. He could not help but feel strange.

After a long while, he could hear the sarcasm in it and could not help but fly into a rage.

A mortal actually dared to speak rudely to Immortal Cultivator. Was he tired of living?

"You are courting death!"

He pointed at Shen Qingfeng with a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.

Among these disciples who had gone out, there was already someone who could no longer restrain himself, and he came forward to teach this delicate and pretty young man an unforgettable lesson!

Shen Qingfeng's gaze had already turned cold. The atmosphere in the cultivation world had made him very disappointed. To actually openly rob someone in front of everyone, what was the difference between this and a group of bandits and rogues?

What was the point of doing such a thing, and why did he still need to use all his cultivation?

Xu Jing stood at the side, his expression very calm, and even revealed a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

This group of people probably didn't know what kind of existence they had provoked!

"What the f * ck? I gave you face, didn't I? How dare you look down on our disciple?"

A young man dressed like a hooligan rushed in front of Shen Qingfeng, wanting to stand up for his boss. He turned his arm and was about to slap Shen Qingfeng.1

This person's cultivation was very low, and his blood was weak. He was a martial artist who was not worth mentioning.

Shen Qingfeng stretched out a hand and slowly pushed it across his chest. When the two sides came into contact, the hooligan youth seemed to have been struck by lightning. He flew out more than ten meters and smashed countless stalls.

"What the f * ck..."

He raised his head instinctively and wanted to say something. However, dozens of bones were broken all over his body. His eyes were unfocused and he fainted while vomiting blood.

Dead silence.

The arrogant disciples who came out were stunned. Why did he fly out? What on earth happened?

This young man with a normal aura seemed a little strange. He was not an ordinary person.

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