Chapter 288: The Big Deal

The last time he returned to the sect, it was because the real leaf mountain city lit the altar of prayer incense to ask for help from the past cultivators, Su Jing and the later founding emperor of Dahong Bai Yi became acquainted, Su Jing got the ghost robe, the ninety-nine golden sword and the thirteen ghost generals, and there was an extra fairy story called "Tu Wan" in the world.

At that time, Su Jing was just starting out, and he was still holding a sword and fighting righteousness.

Now that there is even a dragon in the Great Sage, I have to hear that there is a problem in the world, so I naturally want to go down to check it

Su Jing pressed the clouds and rushed to the place where the incense altar was lit: a remote village in the mountains, a family's house.

The spiritual sense is swept away, the five senses are suddenly opened, and there is no abnormality in the village or the house, not to mention demons and monsters, but there is not even a big dog. It's early afternoon, and the small mountain village is peaceful and quiet. When Su Jing came down, he didn't step on the fire with the wind and didn't alarm anyone.

Falling in the courtyard, with Su Jing's ear, you can still hear the sound of bowls and chopsticks in the hall touching each other, the family is eating, and the altar of prayer incense is placed in the courtyard, smoking, and no one cares.

You must know that the prayer incense altar is not a mortal thing, and with the scale of the real leaf mountain castle back then, it is qualified to collect one.

Su Jing and Fan Qiao glanced at each other, both of them puzzled and amused. Fan Qiao coughed and asked: "Leaving the mountain gate, the master of the Bright Peak is here, who will use the prayer incense altar to meet quickly." ”

Fan Qiao's voice is not loud or small, and this family can hear it steadily, but the shouting will not drift outside the courtyard to disturb others. This is the difference between the righteous path disciples and the monster guards, if the black wind and Qiu Ping'an were here, they would have already shattered the three thousand tiles with a roar.

'Huh?' The people in the house shouted, the fat old man, with the fat old lady, the sturdy son and the thin daughter-in-law and the fat grandson, a family of five ran to the yard, the fat old man was full of surprise, and his eyes swept away:

The two offspring are ordinary, and the white-bearded old man hides his charm, and casually stands on the ground to reveal a fairy elegance.

The fat old man looked at the sword boy, and his voice couldn't help but rejoice: "Are you really, really a fairy? ”

The old fairy waved his hand, stopped their big salute, and asked first: "Where did the prayer incense altar come from?" ”

Wang Laohan talked about the reason.

The prayer incense altar is ancestral, and I don't know how many generations it has passed. The ancestors of the old Wang family were once prominent, but they have long been in the middle of the family, and the ten generations from Wang Laohan Xiangshang are ordinary people.

The old man had heard his father say that this incense altar could summon the immortal family, but he would be skeptical

Fan Qiao nodded, didn't listen to the old man's continued rambling, and asked directly: "Why did you use the incense altar to ask for help from the cultivators?"

Wang Laohan blinked when he heard this: "Help, don't need to help, I have something, I want to ask the immortal family for a favor, but I don't ask for help." ”

Su Jing stretched out his hand to extinguish the incense altar, and he still couldn't see that Wang Laohan's matter was not big, and there was no need to alarm other cultivators. At the same time, Su Jing said: "Say something directly." ”

"The little old man wants to sell an heirloom, and he made an appointment with two buyers to meet in the afternoon, one is a young man, cold looking, but he doesn't look like a wicked person; but the other person can spell, and his temper is quite vicious, and my treasure is very valuable. ”

Fan Qiao's expression was strange: "Just call the cultivator for this little thing, what do you think of the cultivator?"

Wang Laohan saw that the old fairy was not happy, and his mouth was screaming, and he didn't know what to say.

The old man in the mountain village who didn't know anything and took it for granted, Su Jing would have something to do with him, smiled and said: "I've been in a hurry for days, just take a break, and by the way, I'll give you a scene in the old town." ”

Wang Laohan is still worried, what he says in the future does not count, he mainly has to look at the face of the old fairy.

Fan Qiao would not be angry because of this kind of thing, but felt more ridiculous, not to mention that when Su Jing opened his mouth, of course he nodded.

The family in the mountain village was happy, and the old lady Wang asked Zhang Luo, and wanted to invite the three of them to sit down, and asked diligently: "Have the old gods eaten, do you want to eat, I will go to Zhang Luo" said, take her daughter-in-law to set up the incense case, and the gods should eat when they smell the incense, and the old lady knows this rule.

Fan Qiao shook his head helplessly: "Don't eat, don't be busy." ”

Su Jing smiled and asked, "Do you always have any good treasures to sell?" Can you give me a long insight." ”

"The little fairy of Qiqi was handed down with this incense altar, a piece of white iron. Speaking of the treasure, Wang Laohan lowered his voice: "On weekdays, it is dim, but when the moon comes, when you are close to the white iron, you can hear the soft sound of the jingle inside, like the sound of swords clashing." ”

After saying that, Su Jing was surprised and Fan Qiao was surprised that the white iron that the old man said was clearly a piece of Taiyi gold essence.

Su Jing asked, "How big?"

"It's the size of a small watermelon. ”

Su Jing and Fan Qiao gasped together, and the size of the Taiyi gold essence of Elder Lishan Gongye was regarded by him as a treasure, and this old man actually had a 'little watermelon' in his hand, and it was really big in the world, and there were endless strange things.

This treasure is not only an old man, Xiangshang has been selling for generations, but mortals don't know the goods, and they haven't sold it, but a few days ago, Wang Laohan suddenly found two buyers.

Su Jing became more and more curious, and couldn't help asking, "You asked us to help you preside over the transaction, aren't you afraid that we will rob your treasure?"

Wang Laohan looked dazed: "How can the gods rob me of my things." ”

Taiyi gold essence is divided into four levels, iron gray, silver white, golden yellow, and colorful, and the old man's 'little watermelon' is far worse than Su Jing's collection. But this thing was enough to make Elder Gongye jump to his feet and go crazy.

At this time, a voice came from afar: "Wang Lao'er, I'm here, is your baby ready?" As he spoke, a black wind rolled and flew from the foot of the mountain, and after a while, it fell into the old man's courtyard, the black wind dispersed, and a burly man appeared, with a leopard's head and eyes, and a beard like a steel needle, which looked really vicious.

Dahan landed, first glanced at Fan Qiao, ignored it, and directly slapped the satchel, jingling and thinking about the golden light, a piece of gold bars scattered on the ground, Dahan said directly to the old man: "These gold add up to be heavier than you, quickly show that treasure to me, if it is true, the gold belongs to you." ”

Taiyi Jinjing is a treasure in the eyes of the cultivators, and there is no way to measure it in secular money, but the person who sells the treasure is a mortal, as long as the old man thinks it is worth it, it is enough.

As long as he is willing to buy and sell, Su Jing doesn't care. If he had gone to the Southern Wilderness, maybe he would have paid a price to buy this treasure back to Lishan, but now, a big statue in his hand was enough for the eighth generation disciple of Elder Gongye to refine to the rank of immortal, and it would not be of much use to have such a piece.

The old man was dazzled by the gold, and nodded again and again: "It's sold, it's sold.It's just that you still have to wait, there is still a guest who will come." ”

To outsiders, he was greedy and wanted to wait for a new price. In fact, he really wronged Wang Laohan, he had never dreamed of seeing so much gold, and he didn't think that another buyer would pay more money, but he just discussed the haode thing in advance.

How could the big man be patient, and said angrily: "How can there be someone who can get a better price, how can I have the time to spend it here with you!"

Although this person looks fierce, but after all, it is real gold to sell, it should be under the righteous path, it is Su Jing who opened his mouth politely: "That guest must be almost here, please be more patient."

Before he finished speaking, the light in the big man's eyes skyrocketed, and he glared at Su Jing: "Who are you?"

Wang Laohan replied from the side: "These three are the immortals of the Bright Peak. ”

Dahan is a cultivator, and his knowledge far surpasses that of the old man, he was stunned when he heard the words, and his tone was much more restrained, but his brows were still wrinkled: "Really?"

Su Jing smiled and asked, "What, will someone always pretend to be a disciple of Lishan?"

In a word, to the point, how can the majesty of the Heavenly Sect be easily offended, who on the cultivation path dares to easily pretend to be a disciple of the mountain? Moreover, the mountain is located in the southeast of Middle Earth, and now where Su Jing and the others are, although they have not entered the Shili range of the mountain, they are also very close, and they are pretending to be a disciple of the Sword Sect here, do they think they are living too happily?

In addition, not long ago, the soldiers of the Southern Wilderness pressed the realm, and afterwards the news came out that it was a group of demons who sent Su Jing, the little uncle from the top of the mountain, back to Middle Earth. All the big and small sects in China have heard of this matter, and the great Han also knows about it.

At this time, Fan Qiao's mind moved slightly, and his qi was revealed, and the cultivator who was born in the Heavenly Sect, practiced the true law, and became a treasure bottle body, the temperament that bloomed could not be faked no matter what.

The realm of the Han Dynasty was far behind, and he was suddenly photographed by Fan Qiao, his expression was restricted, and he bowed to Fan Qiao and said: "Li Zhao, the junior of Shiyuan Cave of Dade Mountain and Ishihara Zhenren, visited Senior Su. ”

followed Li Zhao and saluted Su Jing and Xiao Xiangliu: "Li Zhao has seen two senior brothers. ”

Knowing that he is away from the top of the mountain, he naturally knows Su Jing, but where does Li Zhao know who is Su Jing, the white-bearded old man has an amazing atmosphere, and he must be no different from Uncle Lishan.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded from outside the courtyard: "This Taoist friend of Dade Mountain, his vision is too bad." ”

Amidst the laughter, a young man pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

A man in his twenties, dressed in a purple robe, has ordinary facial features but a pair of outer eyes with slightly raised corners, adding a lofty arrogance.

People are laughing, but their eyes are cold.

Wang Laohan, Li Zhao and even Fan Qiao seem to be ordinary and unremarkable, but when Xiao Xiangliu saw him, his eyes flashed, and his usually hard face showed excitement. Su Jing also raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze at the other party became interested.

Li Zhao is not a wicked person, but he was born with a bad temper, frowning and looking at the person: "Which one are you?

"I'm just a different buyer. Ziyi restrained his smile, and his voice was cold: "The master of the bright top of the mountain is standing in front of you, but you worship the wrong person, isn't this kind of vision ridiculous?"

After speaking, he looked at Fan Qiao, with contempt, his gaze swept over Su Jing again, and Zuihou nodded slightly at Xiao Xiangliu: "Su Dao's friendship and fame, when I saw it today, it was not bad, much better than those who were famous." (To be continued.)

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