Meng Hao is in a good mood.
At this moment, the sky was beautiful and sunny, and it was almost dusk as soon as possible, but both the color and the scenery made Meng Hao feel very beautiful. Looking at it, his mood improved even more.
His body shook, he fell directly from the air, and went straight to the city. Almost at the same time he came, seven or eight divine senses came in an instant. As soon as he approached Meng Hao, he was shocked and dispersed again and again.
Meng Hao didn't give out much cultivation base, only the early stage of Yuan Ying, but even so, in this city, it still shocked many people, did not dare to stop, let Meng Hao step into the city. .
The entire Cultivation City is crowded, extremely lively, bustling, and there are various shops. Most of the monks are condensed, and there are foundations, and the formation of pill is rare, but you can see it occasionally.
Even Brother Yuanying, Meng Hao saw a few people. It was obviously not Xiaoyao Sect, but a trade repair in other areas of the Fourth Ring.
Meng Hao just set foot on this city, walking on the street, there are some extremely luxurious shops on both sides, people come and go from time to time, the bluestone slab on the ground also seems to be this street, it seems a little bit different, and it has some rich meaning. .
As he was walking, in front of him, there was a monk in the middle stage of the formation of alchemy, wearing a light green robe, very mighty, and his expression was not angry or presumptuous.
This person was walking ahead, about to walk into a nearby shop, but before he stepped in, suddenly, a low roar came from a distance, and a long rainbow came straight here at extremely fast speed.
"Zhou Jian thief, it turns out that you are hiding here and dared to snatch my spirit stone. Today, Sun vowed to kill you!" With the flying sword spreading sharp lights beside it, it went straight to the monk in the light green robe in front of Meng Hao.
The monk's complexion changed, and there was no time to dodge. The two immediately fought together during the roar, and the shock caused many people around to evade.
The two were clearly fighting, and they flew together in the roar and reverberations. When the magic weapon and supernatural powers confronted each other, they spewed blood and retreated to each other. Almost at the same time as they retreated, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect in charge of public security in this city immediately rushed from all around. , And a cold hum spread all over the place.
"In Shengyao City, fighting is forbidden, you two get out immediately!"
When the voice echoed, Monk Sun Xing's complexion changed and he immediately raised his head. Taking advantage of the time he raised his head, Monk Zhou, who was wearing a light green robe, immediately retreated. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but he retreated to Meng Hao's side, without being noticed by outsiders. He quickly handed a storage bag to Meng Hao.
"Please also ask fellow Taoists to help me keep it. Zhou will come and fetch it in three days at the latest. If three days have not come, the contents will belong to you." The monk surnamed Zhou said, his body shook, and the monk flew up in an instant. With a roar, he chased after him immediately, and the two of them disappeared in an instant.
Meng Hao blinked. This scene of the fight happened too abruptly, and it ended abruptly. He looked down at the storage bag in his hand and erased the mark on it without hesitation, his consciousness swept away, and his expression was weird. .
There is nothing in this storage bag except for the spirit stone...
And Lingshi, there are as many as 30,000.
Meng Hao gave a dry cough, and put away the storage bag as usual. In his opinion, this is obviously for himself, and those who can do such a flawed and extremely unreliable thing, except for an old guy in his memory. , No one else.
Originally, when Meng Hao first stepped into the holy island, he hadn't thought much about it. Although he was familiar with this place, it was not quite the same as the place in his memory. It was obviously transformed by someone moving mountains and seas.
It's just... The journey went so smoothly, especially the scenes in Xiaoyao Sect, which made Meng Hao have to doubt. Then, the answer appeared naturally.
"Fortunately, when I went to step on the fairy bridge, I saw the sky above the sky and realized that the old guy had escaped here. Otherwise, even if it was suspicion, it would not be completely certain."
"But this old guy can hide very well, even my demon-capped induction can't detect his breath and connection." Meng Hao coughed, calmly, and walked forward.
At this moment, the patron ancestor in the palace was looking nervously at Meng Hao's place. Seeing Meng Hao put away the storage bag, he was relieved, and then he felt distressed again.
"Lingshi, that is my ancestor’s 30,000 spiritual stones... It’s gone. All the items on this holy island belong to my ancestors, so they’re gone...
Damn it, bastard, it's no good when I meet you! "The patron ancestor gritted his teeth, but there was no other way, he could only pray silently in his heart, and the other party quickly left.
Holding the white spirit stone, Meng Hao glanced around and saw a shop specializing in magic weapons. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and walked in.
This shop looks very luxurious from the outside. After entering, the inner three floors are even more glamorous. The magic weapons sold inside, starting from the condensation, and even the treasures of the Yuan Ying realm, are used as a town shop.
At this moment, there are seven or eight monks on the first floor of the shop. There are magic weapons to choose from. There are smiling shopping guides around them to follow the explanation. In the middle, there is an incense burner with bursts of burning incense, making the whole shop on the first floor. , Full of an elegant atmosphere, as soon as people come in, as if they can calm down and feel the high-end and atmosphere of this grade.
As soon as Meng Hao stepped in, there was an old man in a long robe who walked over with a smile and held his fist to Meng Hao.
"This Taoist friend, this shop is in the entire Shengyao City, and it can be ranked in the top ten. It is self-operated by the Xiaoyao Sect. The quality is guaranteed, and you can rest assured that you can come here to trade.
I wonder what your needs are? "The old man said with a smile. His words fell into Meng Hao's ears, which made Meng Hao feel a little familiar. After thinking about it, he became more aware of the same language as his own when he opened a grocery store in Kaoshanzong.
The old man’s cultivation level is acceptable. At the beginning of the foundation building, he wanted to have a mediocre aptitude, so he didn’t have the desire to make a breakthrough anymore, so he took up a post in this shop. The temperament of Hao's whole person felt that he must be a gold master.
"Xiaoyao Sect is self-employed?" Meng Hao asked in surprise.
The old man couldn't say arrogantly, and nodded with a smile.
"Is this the first time fellow Taoists have come to the holy island? There are three cultivation cities on this island, and in each one, there are many shops that belong to the Xiaoyao Sect industry.
Look here. "The old man pointed to the carved wood beside the door, and there was a very obvious pattern painted on it. It was the pattern of a tortoise...
"Anyone with this mark indicates that it is the property of the Xiaoyao Sect."
When this old man introduced, the patron ancestor in the palace suddenly groaned inwardly and wailed fiercely.
"It's over, my ancestor, I am a wise one, how can I forget about this, damn it, this pattern... Don't get the bastard's attention."
The ancestor of the backer was anxious, and immediately dissipated his spiritual knowledge, and instantly merged into the body of the old man in front of Meng Hao. The old man's body was shocked and his expression remained unchanged, but at this moment he is no longer himself, but has become a backer. The incarnation of the ancestors.
"Fellow Taoist look here, look at the treasures in this shop, each one is very good." The old man said quickly, shifting Meng Hao's gaze, Meng Hao sneered inwardly, without showing the slightest expression, looking at what the old man was referring to. , It was a flying knife, silver all over, exuding cold light, and there was a price of 1,500 Lingshi beside it.
This is a magic weapon that can only be used in the early days of foundation construction. Meng Hao glanced at it and frowned immediately.
"Too expensive!" he said seriously.
The old man laughed, concealing the beating of the fleshy skin, and secretly cursing the other party for being too stingy. The ancestor, I just gave you thirty thousand spiritual stones for nothing, you still think it is expensive.
"Friends of Taoism, you are lucky today, just in time for our ten-year bargain. All items are halved in price. This item only needs 750 spiritual stones, and you can take it away!"
"This thing is only worth thirty spirit stones at most. No matter, I'll go to all the shops in this city to see, and then go to several other cultivation cities to go around." Meng Hao was very dissatisfied and finished. Turning around and about to leave.
But his words made the patron ancestor tremble, and when he heard that Meng Hao was going to walk all around, he immediately wailed in his heart and gritted his teeth.
"Thirty spirit stones for you!"
Meng Hao quickly turned around, put away the knife, with surprise on his face, and pointed at the hundreds of magic weapons placed on the first floor.
"I want them all."
The patron ancestor was stunned for a moment, but in order to make Meng Hao go quickly, he gritted his teeth again at this moment, enduring the blood dripping from his heart.
In this way, while the other people in the surrounding shops were stunned, Meng Hao wrapped up all the items on the first floor. Then, in the expectation of the patron ancestor, he did not leave, but went up. The second floor.
"It is said that the people of Xiaoyao Sect are very good. Today, Meng is considered to be an acquaintance. This is the most childlike shop I have ever seen. Let's go, the second and third floors. I will take a look at them. , I'll just buy it. Thirty spirit stones, right? I'm all included!" Meng Hao waved his hand very grandly.
The old man incarnation of the patron ancestor almost burst out, his eyes were red, and when he was about to roar desperately, Meng Hao said lightly.
"After buying, I will leave."
With these words, let the ancestor of the mountain take a deep breath, and constantly comfort him to bear it, as long as he endures it for a while. In such comfort, he accompanied Meng Hao with a smile that was uglier than crying. On the second and third floors, using the fastest speed, Meng Hao bought almost all the magic weapons in the shop.
In the final calculation, even if it is one of thirty spiritual stones, a few thousand pieces will cost one hundred thousand spiritual stones.
The patron ancestor's heart seemed to have been stabbed several times, his face was pale at this moment, and he looked at Meng Hao eagerly, almost crying.
When the settlement was settled, Meng Hao touched his storage bag and suddenly hesitated.
"I don't have enough spirit stones here." Meng Hao said shyly, and the ancestor Kaoshan heard about it and stayed there.