After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

Chapter 14

When the female nuns present saw the obscene style of pants, they all shyly covered their red cheeks, or were frightened and left in a hurry.

Although the world of self-cultivation does not have the men and women in the mortal world, these styles are too bold, but there are still most female cultivators who want to try this new style of obscene pants, but because there are too many male cultivators here, they are too embarrassed to speak up.

The male cultivators either cursed "indecent", or looked at the things on the stall with lewd eyes, but everyone was waiting and watching, and no one dared to be the first to come up.

One of them, a thin male cultivator with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, imagined in his mind how a certain pretty figure would look like wearing it, but suddenly there was a rush of heat in his nostrils. He wiped his nostrils and found that he had a nosebleed.

He coughed lightly and asked in a low voice: "Brother, how do you sell this?"

Leng Qingning glanced at the transparent panties pointed by the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked male cultivator, and said casually, "500 Yuan Lingshi is not a bargain."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu stared at Da Dao: "What? Why is a pair of obscene pants so expensive? Are you stealing money?"

Leng Qingning sneered and said: "Friend Taoist, what you said is wrong. My obscene pants are comparable to a defensive magic weapon, and the style is bold and novel, and it can also add interest. It is difficult to find the same style in the whole Tianyun City. You can Go to Duobao Pavilion and inquire about the price of their defensive magic weapons!"

Zhou Yu fell silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Give me this one!"

Leng Qingning quickly changed her attitude, and said with a flattering smile: "Fellow Daoist really has a good eye, you can guarantee that you won't lose money if you buy my things!"

Zhou Yu hurriedly stuffed the transparent pants into his sleeves. If his goddess were to wear these, hehe... then left in a hurry.

Yan Ci on the side was no longer calm. There was actually a blind person who bought the obscene pants collected by Ghost Face Shou.

With his beginning, the people behind will be much more courageous.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this one?" The masked woman pointed to a short-looking light pink style with a large slit, her tone a little shy.

Leng Qingning said: "They are all 500 yuan spiritual stones, no bargaining."

"Help me put it on." The woman lowered her voice, paid the money and took the obscene pants, as if being chased by a ferocious beast, she quickly left with a sword.

Only then did Leng Qingning realize that all the fellow Taoists standing in front of her booth had all put on veils at some point, and no one knew anyone.

These people frantically rushed to buy the obscene pants from her stall. After buying, they fled quickly with a tacit understanding, waving their hands not to take away a single piece of the cloud.

In the blink of an eye, nearly [-] pairs of her obscene pants were snapped up, and those Taoist friends who didn't get any showed regretful expressions.

Yan Ci was no longer as comfortable as before, and his heart was filled with disbelief. Why were the men and women in the world of cultivation different from what he remembered?
What happened in the past 500 years? Yan Ci couldn't help but fall into self-doubt: Could it be that he has been sealed for too long and his thoughts have become feudal?

Looking at the bulging storage bag, Leng Qingning was overjoyed. She seemed to have found her own business opportunity. Looking at the peddlers with unkind eyes around her, she quickly grabbed Yan and said, "This place is not suitable for staying for a long time. We Get out of here!"

"Tch, it's just a bunch of ants, what's there to be afraid of?" Yan Ci looked lazily as if he had no bones. Leng Qingning pulled hard and dragged the old man away.

After they left, several figures followed them furtively. However, Leng Qingning and the others were so tricky that they actually lost track of them as they followed.

"Boss, those two snatchers of our business are gone."

They are selling magic weapons next to them. Ever since these two people showed up and sold some obscene pants that can be used as defensive magic weapons, all the customers who were here have left to buy any obscene pants. He hasn't sold any during the whole day. Take out a magic weapon.

The one who was called the boss was a man in black with a scar on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "You all pay close attention to me these few days. I don't believe that the two of them won't come again in two days?"

"Where did Leng Qingning go? We planned to visit the entire market, why didn't we see anyone all day long?" Ye Yunya, who had a hot temper, was so tired that she wiped the sweat from her head and felt cold in her heart. Qing Ning cursed secretly.

Yan Lingxi's beautiful eyes inadvertently looked at the monks passing by. They were all in a hurry, their eyes were evasive, and they were running with their sleeves covered, as if they had something unknown hidden in their sleeves.

"It's really strange," Yan Lingxi murmured unconsciously, could it be that they missed something in the stall in front of them, so they left in a hurry?

Things like picking up and missing items are common in markets in the world of cultivation. Although the goods here are cheap, the quality varies, and many people have been deceived by those unscrupulous vendors.Of course, there are some who are lucky and can pick up good treasures from the stalls, or occasionally bump into some more willful seniors and bid for the magic treasure according to chance.

Some time ago, she heard that a female cultivator from Zixia Sect met a rather slovenly vendor and accidentally found a magic weapon of at least top quality. This incident caused a great sensation at the time. However, the nun was very vigilant and did everything right.

Even though she had sent people to investigate for a long time, she did not find any clues. Apart from Leng Qingning, this was already the second thing beyond her control. She would never allow anything beyond her control to happen.

Feng Xiangjun followed Yan Lingxi's gaze curiously, but was unavoidably frightened by the cruelty in Yan Lingxi's eyes, and asked carefully, "Lingxi, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Lingxi's expression was covered by a purple veil, making it hard to figure out.

Ye Yunya followed Yan Lingxi's eyes to look at the strange crowd, and she couldn't help but doubt: "Look, why do these people have only two holes in their faces, and leave in a hurry with their sleeves covered? Don't you think Do they look very strange?"

Feng Xiangjun nodded and said: "You are right, their behavior is really strange, Lingxi, why don't we go over there and see what's going on over there?"

This was what Yan Lingxi was waiting for, and the three of them hurried over there. Coincidentally, when they arrived at a quiet corner of the alley, they collided head-on with three sullen-looking men.

Among them, the man in black with a terrifying scar on his face lowered his voice and said viciously: "Damn girl, don't you have eyes when you walk?"

The scarred man was already at the early stage of Jindan cultivation and was stronger than any of the three girls. He was so imposing just by shouting like this that Feng Xiangjun couldn't help but feel weak in his legs.

Although the other two have not reached the golden elixir, their strength is one stage higher than them, and they are both in the middle stage of foundation building.

When they saw three young girls in front of them, their expressions suddenly became presumptuous.

(End of this chapter)