The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Guest, may I have to wait for a while to drink tea?" the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion asked with a grin.

Ye Feng put away the tree demon soul body again, threw a lot of unused things on the counter, and said: "Just drink tea, I'm going to sell these, depending on the price."

These things are mainly spirit weapons and monster materials.

Some came from the master of Xieguang Village and his subordinates, and some were from Ye Feng's harvest at Heixuanmen that night.

The rest are the trophies in the Nanlu Mountain Range, including the treasures of the Great Elder of the Tyrant Sword Sect and the head of the Hei Xuan Sect, the gifts of thanks from various sects, and so on.

"This is a five-stranded lower-grade spiritual tool, with a good power. The price is two hundred lower-grade spiritual stones. Are you sure you want to sell it?"

"Oh! This is the claws of the earth mad lizard? At least ten spiritual stones are worth, and there are so many scales, the unit price is at least one spiritual stone."

"Hey! The quality of these spirit weapons is good, the price is between one or two hundred Lingshi, distinguished guest, are you looting a high school?"

The owner of Wuxuange said a lot.

Ye Feng glared at him and said, "Just put it straight, how many spirit stones, if the price is right, I can consider selling them all."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion chuckled, took out a little calculation, and then said: "A total of one thousand three hundred and forty yuan, I will round it up to one thousand and four hundred yuan, how about it?"

"Acceptable, but it must be traded with middle-grade spirit stones." Ye Feng said his terms.

"Okay, I'll give you fourteen middle-grade spirit stones."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion put the spirit stone on the table and smiled from ear to ear. As long as the items sold by Ye Feng were refurbished and sold again, he could make a net profit of at least five middle-grade spirit stones. Remember "→m." in one second on the mobile phone to provide you with wonderful \\ novel reading.

Thinking of this, he smiled happily, looking at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a money tree.

Seeing that the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion easily took out 14 middle-grade spirit stones, Ye Feng secretly said that this person is really rich.

However, Ye Feng is not a gangster and has no intention of looting. After putting away the middle-grade spirit stone, he asked: "Do you have any elixir seeds here?"

Now that Jia Yulan has decided to open a spiritual medicine garden, Ye Feng will of course give the greatest support, but is there no spiritual seed, so is it lonely?

Therefore, the spirit seed must be bought!

"Spirit seed? Of course there is, what type does the distinguished guest need?" The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled.

"What types are there?" Ye Feng asked rhetorically.

The owner of Wuxuange took out ten wooden boxes from the shelf, lined them up on the table, and introduced:

"This is the flower of concentration. It can be calmed by making tea, and it makes people quickly enter the state of cultivation. A low-grade spiritual stone and five spiritual seeds."

"This is qi and blood grass. After taking it, it can condense one's own qi and blood. It is suitable for physical training and has the greatest effect on spirit beasts. A piece of low-grade spirit stone has ten spirit seeds."

"..."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion, like a few treasures, introduced all the ten spirit seeds, and then asked: "Guest, do you want to buy all of them?"

Ye Feng asked, "How long is the shelf life of your spirit seed?"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion was stunned: "What is the shelf life?"

Ye Feng paused and said, "You can understand how long these spirit seeds will be kept alive before they can be guaranteed to survive."

"Ten years must be no problem. The survival rate is only 70%, so I dare not report too high." The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion said.

"It's only 70%..." Ye Feng was disappointed.

"I can give you a 30% discount!" The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion said immediately.

"Okay, give me one hundred of each." Ye Feng sits on fourteen middle-grade spirit stones and has rich wealth and can't resist the urge to shop.

Then, he bought some low-grade cultivation base Qi pills and searched the shelves again, spending a total of four middle-grade spirit stones.

Until then, there was finally heavy footsteps behind him, like a big fat man walking.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion's eyes lit up: "Dear guest, the person who buys the soul body is here."

"Cousin, I'm here, is anyone really willing to sell high-level demon soldier-level soul bodies?"

Ye Feng's familiar voice sounded.

The next moment, the shop was darkened.

Ye Feng looked back and found that there was a big fat man wearing a black robe and hat on his head standing at the door, at least three hundred catties.

It was he who blocked the light coming from the passage.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion pointed to Ye Feng and introduced: "Big cousin, this is the distinguished guest I'm talking about."

The 300-jin fat man looked at Ye Feng and his pupils shrank. The next moment, he took off the black gauze hat and said excitedly: "Ye Sect, it's me!"

Ye Feng was taken aback.

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I thought this fat man was a bit familiar just now, but now, when I saw it, the opponent turned out to be the person who had been saved by the Lord of Xieguang Village just now.

"No, I am not, you have admitted the wrong person." However, in order to hide his identity, Ye Feng came up with a set of denials.

"Ye Shoumen, the black gauze hat you wear is an ordinary gauze. We can see your appearance clearly. You have to use a black gauze woven from silk to block other people's prying eyes." The fat young man hurriedly popularized science.

Ye Feng touched his face and felt that he was so dumb, so he could only take off the black gauze hat and said, "So you are the one who wants to buy the soul body, okay, what's the price?"

After all, Ye Feng released the tree demon soul body.

The fat young man looked at it for a moment, and the joy on his face became more intense: "Ye Zhangmen, you are my savior. I am willing to buy this soul body at double the price, three hundred low-grade spirit stones, what do you think? "

"Okay." Ye Feng didn't expect to sell it so expensive~www.readwn.com~ immediately agreed.

Both parties paid the money in one hand and delivered the goods in the other, and the transaction was successfully completed.

Zheng Yaoshou used a jade gourd to put away the tree demon soul body, and asked: "Ye Sect, my name is Zheng Yaoshou, a disciple of the Baiqizong, you have a life-saving grace for me, and I want to treat you to a meal later. , I don’t know what you want?"

"Are you a disciple of the Hundred Tools Sect?" Ye Feng asked in surprise.

He was worried that the spirit mine worth three thousand spirit stones could not be refined, and when he heard about Zheng Yaoshou's history, he immediately became interested.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion said: "My big cousin is a genius disciple of the Hundred Tools Sect. Although he only has the seven-fold cultivation base of Qi refining, he can create a puppet comparable to the peak of the nine-fold Qi refining, and the refining methods are also very high. It's a pity that their family has been cursed, and everyone has become fattened into pigs."

When Zheng Yaoshou heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "I blame my father for being too coquettish, and he has nothing to provoke a banshee, hey! What a misfortune in the family, it made my originally flowery Taoist buddy also fattened."

"puff!"

Ye Feng almost laughed. He didn't expect this kind of curse in the world to make the whole family fat.

If the weight-loss pill is effective, it shouldn't be sold crazy?

At this moment, Zheng Yaoshou arched his hand towards Ye Feng: "Ye Shoumen, what do you think of eating?"

"It's okay to eat, just drink tea and chat." Ye Feng waved his hand and took out the arrow bull puppet he had destroyed. "Since you are a disciple of the Hundred Tools Sect, can this thing be repaired?"

"Arrow puppet!"

Zheng Yaoshou and the owner of Wuxuange were surprised at the same time.

I saw Zheng Yaoshou quickly stepped forward, picked up the arrow puppet, skillfully opened a secret box, found the number "19" engraved in it, and his eyes were immediately widened: first post╭ァんttps://www ..cΘmヤ

"Ye Sect, I refined this!"