On the stairs, at this moment, a middle-aged man walked up to the second floor with a smile and accompanied the seven old men.
These seven elders are all wearing brocade gowns. At first glance, they are distinguished and extraordinary. Their eyes are piercing, and their cultivation bases are good. They are all Yuan Ying Dzogchen. Although they smile on their faces, they have the sense of arrogance from time to time. Exposed.
"Friends of Taoism, please!" The middle-aged man smiled, his expression could not conceal his excitement. He brought the seven old men on the second floor and immediately saw Meng Hao and Wei Li, but his eyes were swept away. , Just ignore it.
As for Sun Yunliang, who was sitting opposite Meng Hao, he was frowning, but when he saw the seven elders, his eyes brightened instantly, haha laughed and quickly stood up and walked a few steps to greet him.
"It turns out that the seven shopkeepers in Haicheng came, and Pengxun was shining, and Pengxun was shining." Sun Yunliang walked forward with a fist and bowed.
The seven old men also smiled and clasped their fists one after another.
Meng Hao looked as usual, drinking tea, Wei Li beside him immediately shrank his eyes after seeing the seven elders, as if in awe, whispering in Meng Hao's ear.
"Senior, these seven old men are the shopkeepers of seven shops in Haicheng. They have a good cultivation base, and they have a huge amount of monster hearts in their hands..."
"The Land of Acquisition of the Demon Hearts built by the Three Sects in Haicheng is not only for the repairs, but also has strict requirements for the shops in Haicheng. All shops in Haicheng must exchange the Demon Hearts for the Three Sects every year.
It's just that which sect to exchange for, it depends on their own wishes. It is not easy to interfere with the three sects..."
Meng Hao was holding the teacup and taking a sip, there was a cloud in his eyes, as if the whole person was a little empty, as if he was too imaginary, Wei Li didn't know whether Meng Hao heard it.
Sun Yunliang was very happy in his heart. When he looked at the middle-aged man, he also showed appreciation. The middle-aged man was very excited and was even more polite to the seven shopkeepers around him.
While everyone was laughing and talking, they walked to the seat, and Sun Yunliang was about to let the maid make tea, but the middle-aged man frowned, his eyes swept across Meng Hao and Weili, and spoke to Sun Yunliang.
"Elder Sun, who are these two?"
"It's a guest who came before, there should be some demon hearts to sell." Sun Yunliang said through voice transmission.
"Elder, the seven shopkeepers are distinguished guests, idle people, etc., so let the people below take care of them." When the middle-aged man heard this, his heart settled. He thought he was a friend of Sun Yunliang before.
Sun Yunliang hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Meng Hao, holding his fist with a smile.
"Friends of Taoism, I really can't help it. Why don't you go downstairs and I will have someone arrange for you to exchange it, okay?"
When Meng Hao heard the words, the clouds in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he put down the teacup, but as soon as the teacup fell, the maid immediately moved forward and took it away under the middle-aged man's gaze.
Meng Hao frowned, stood up, and looked up at Sun Yunliang.
"Also, I don't know the number of exchanged spirit stones, what is it?"
"A demon heart, six hundred spirit stones, you can rest assured." Sun Yunliang smiled and raised his hands for a pat, and immediately a disciple of the Sun Soul Dao came up quickly from the first floor. After a respectful worship, he would take it with him. Take Meng Hao downstairs.
Meng Hao smiled, his smile was very weak, and his expression was calm. First, he withdrew the teacup to seduce people. If the price is moderate, Meng Hao is not unacceptable, but even the exchanged spirit stones are different from these seven treasurers.
In his smile, he had stood up, but sat down again.
When he sat down, Sun Yunliang immediately frowned, feeling that the person in front of him was a little bit unaware.
"My friend, this shop belongs to the Sun Soul Sect, and the next one is the deacon of the Sun Soul Sect. This is not the place where you are making trouble. It is better to go down by yourself than if others ask you to go down." The middle-aged man looked a little impatient. It seems that the person in front of him is at most a few hundred demon heart exchanges.
Such a person, he sees too much, and he can't compare with the seven shopkeepers around him. Each of these seven people is a large-scale generation of monster hearts. In order to bring these seven people here, he has spent a lot of money. Thoughts.
"You can try." Meng Hao said lightly.
His words immediately made Sun Yunliang's eyes condensed, and the middle-aged man also frowned, somewhat unable to understand Meng Hao's details.
The seven elders nearby are also a little unhappy. Their demon hearts can be exchanged at any store. The reason why they choose this place is because the middle-aged man is really attentive during this period. The most important thing is that they are given here. The other two cases are more.
After all, the saint sitting here now is the sun soul saint.
"Elder Sun, Deacon Zhou, the seven of me have limited time, so I can't stay for a long time, or I'll talk about it next time." Among the seven, the old man said calmly at this moment.
When he said this, the Zhou Xing middle-aged man immediately became anxious, and when he was about to blast Meng Hao away, Elder Sun stepped forward and looked at Meng Hao.
"Fellow Daoist, isn't it the problem of the spirit stone? The old man is the master, and a demon heart can be exchanged for seven hundred spirit stones, okay?"
Meng Hao felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. He got up with a smile and was about to go downstairs. Suddenly, the old man standing on the far right among the seven shopkeepers sneered.
"It turns out that it's the price of seven hundred spirit stones for anyone, Deacon Zhou, then how much is the spirit stone exchange I'm waiting for?"
As soon as he spoke, the other six people around him also nodded. These seven people can be sent by their respective sect families to support a shop, and they are all seven-orientated people. How can they not seize this opportunity
"Since he is seven hundred, then here we have a demon heart that needs to be exchanged for eight hundred spirit stones. In any case, the exchange I am waiting for cannot be the same as anyone else, Deacon Zhou, this is what you promised before. ."
"That’s right, Deacon Zhou, I’m waiting for some more spirit stones, because we have a lot of demon hearts. The seven of us are better than you, who charge them for a few months on the first floor. Wait for a price with me, tell me, let me wait for my face."
Sun Yunliang's complexion changed, and he was a little embarrassed. The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou also looked a little ugly. He glanced coldly at Meng Hao and Weili.
"Elder Sun, this is not suitable, right?"
Sun Yunliang hesitated for a moment, and sighed inwardly. Before he could speak, there was already a voice from Meng Hao.
"Your demon hearts are so much." Meng Hao looked at the seven elders.
"It's always more than yours." Qi Laozhong, the old man who spoke before, said lightly.
"You dare to try, the loser, give all the demon hearts of the storage bag to the other party!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he snorted his sleeve.
As soon as his words came out, the seven elders immediately changed their expressions and looked at Meng Hao intently. The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became repressed, and Sun Yunliang hurried forward and clasped his fists toward each other.
"You guys don't want to get upset. It's all because Sun Mou didn't introduce them before. Fellow Daoists, these seven are the shopkeepers of the seven major shops in Haicheng.
You guys give Sun a face, so let's stop this matter, how about it. "
Hearing this, Meng Hao's expression immediately changed insignificantly, but he still snorted coldly, but the words were slightly softer.
"Since Elder Sun said it, forget it." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked downstairs immediately.
"Wait a minute!" Qi Lao's eyes flickered, staring at Meng Hao, one of them shook his body, and instantly appeared in front of Meng Hao, blocking his way.
"What are you going to do!" Meng Hao immediately yelled, and a panic flashed in his eyes. He had been accustomed to cheating people since he was a child, and Ruolun performing. He has been used to it for hundreds of years.
Even if these seven people are scheming, but if you want to find out what clues to Meng Hao's expression, they still don't have it.
Deacon Zhou sneered, with sarcasm in his eyes.
Sun Yunliang frowned, looked at Meng Hao, and then at the Seven Elders.
The old man who stopped Meng Hao from going, his eyes flickered and did not speak. At this moment, the other six old men also moved slightly. Suddenly, one of them spoke lightly.
"In the competition you mentioned before, we were compared. The loser, all the demon hearts on his body, belong to the other party."
"Seven shopkeepers, this fellow Taoist came to our store to exchange the spirit stone with a demon heart. Even if he was a little bit fierce, he asked the seven to give Sun a face..." Sun Yunlong clasped his fists again.
Meng Hao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, walked around the old man in front of him, took Wei Li, and immediately walked to the stairs, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth that no one saw.
He calculated that the Seven Elders must enter the pit. In fact, this is indeed the case. After many trials, these seven elders can finally be sure that even if this person has a demon heart, he will never compare to his own Qi Fang.
Sure enough, Meng Hao only walked six steps, and immediately two old men appeared in flashes, stopping him again.
"Misfortune comes out of your mouth, if you first ask for a test, then please."
Meng Hao looked ugly, silent for a while, with a gloomy face, turned and walked up the stairs. Sun Yunliang smiled bitterly and showed an apologetic expression to Meng Hao. The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou had an obvious sarcasm.
"How to compare!" Meng Hao gritted his teeth, his expression seemed to be free.
"The old man is enough." One of the seven elders, with an arrogant expression, took a few steps, raised his right hand with a wave, and took out a storage bag.
"There are 13 thousand low-grade demon hearts inside, this fellow Taoist, how many do you have!" The old man said, throwing his storage bag away, he was immediately caught by Deacon Zhou, and after sweeping his spiritual sense, he nodded, in order to show To be fair, he took out a stone wall.
This stone wall is more than one foot high, with nine dragons carved on it. After the storage bag was placed on the stone wall by the middle-aged Zhou surname, one of them was instantly bright and lifelike, and the second was also 30%, radiating bright light.
"The Nine Dragons Demon Heart Scale, a dragon, represents ten thousand lower-grade demon hearts." When Sun Yunliang reminded Meng Hao, he also took out a piece of the same stone wall and used it for Meng Hao.
"I don't know how many demon hearts there are here, please show me how to see it." The old man who competed with Meng Hao said proudly.
The other six people around him also seemed to be smiling, looking at Meng Hao, as if they had eaten him.
Deacon Zhou was smiling even more. He had long looked at Meng Hao not pleasing to his eyes. At this moment, the mockery was more obvious in his expression. He wanted to see Meng Hao here and what his expression was when he looked at this scene.