The two priceless sword fetuses that were released to the outside world were just viewed as fireworks. Fang Xing's ruthlessness frightened all the cultivators. They worked hard for nothing and paid a lot of casualties , In the end, nothing happened, and no one wanted to. For a moment, Fang Xing frightened the excited cultivators to quiet down. Everyone looked strange and had complicated thoughts.
"Fang Daoyou, everyone broke through the sword mound together, and it should be divided equally, but you want to sell us the sword embryo, it's too late..."
In the silence, someone spoke in a cold voice. This person was masked and wearing a green robe. He was a disciple of the leader of a large force.
Facing his questioning, Fang Xing sneered: "With so many people, how can we divide the sword fetus equally? Fairness can't be done, so it's better to make it cheaper, sir. Anyway, now that the sword fetus is in my hands, anyone who wants it can get the money In exchange, if someone wants to snatch it, if one person makes a move, I will destroy one sword embryo, if two people make a move, I will destroy two sword embryos. I'm not even afraid of Huangfu's family, can I be afraid of you grandchildren? If you don't believe me, come and try!"
As soon as this vigor came out, all the cultivators were really taken aback. For a while, no one answered.
At this time, the Wanling Banner automatically floated behind Fang Xing, the strong wind was blowing, the flag was rustling, and its power was overwhelming.
The robber in Tsing Yi sighed softly, feeling a little bit of admiration in his heart.
From the very beginning, Fang Xing had no intention of sneaking away with the sword embryos. He knew in his heart that these batches of sword embryos were actually very hot things. Now that he already had sword embryos, it would be useless to get them again. If you don't dispose of the remaining fairy sword embryos as soon as possible and keep them in your hands, not only will you not get any benefits, but it will become the target of public criticism, causing countless fanatical monks to chase and kill them.
Thinking about these bastards, for the sake of the sword fetus, they even dared to attack the sword mound occupied by the Huangfu family, so how could they be afraid of themselves
Therefore, to be on the safe side, all the sword tires must be disposed of as soon as possible.
Of course, there is another reason, that is, those ordinary sword embryos can only be kept for three days after leaving the soil. After three days, they will all become scrap iron and have no value at all. In fact, it's very bad, and I need to retreat and recuperate as soon as possible. I'm afraid that after this closure, three days will pass, and there is no time to deal with it.
It was precisely because of this that disposing of all the sword embryos on the spot was the only issue he needed to consider.
As for how to deal with it, there is no need to even think about it, it must be sold.
However, he also knew that in front of crazy monks, he had no ability to restrain so many people, so he temporarily borrowed the skills of Han Jiazi and Li Ying to stop the monks temporarily, and then conveyed that he dared to kill all the sword fetuses. I don't believe that the destroyed information can't suppress them. Anyway, he already has a black sword embryo, and the five-color fairy sword embryo also has a belonging. He no longer pays attention to these ordinary sword embryos, and according to his temperament, when Really destroying everything is better than taking advantage of these bastards.
This method is not a great strategy, but after it is fully used, it often achieves unexpected results. The robbers in Tsing Yi admire Fang Xing. worlds apart.
It's just that although the cultivators were stunned for a while, they were unwilling to pay the price to buy the sword embryo, especially the stronger ones. They were already sure to grab the sword embryo, so how could they be willing to be blackmailed by this little devil again
However, before thinking of a better way, they did not act rashly and decided to observe first.
"Hehe, Fang Daoyou, at what price do you plan to sell us the sword fetus?"
Someone spoke in a cold voice, speaking politely, but the tone was unusually indifferent.
At this moment, I don't know how many people thought in their hearts that they would deal with Fang Xing after they got the sword embryo.
There are even some people who have planned in their hearts that if they can't get the sword embryos, they will go up and snatch them. This little devil is really capable, so he will destroy all the sword embryos. arrive
All kinds of thoughts are different, and it can be said that each has a ghost.
Regarding the thoughts of the monks, Fang Xing was not that clever, he guessed all of them, but he had his own ideas. The little robber didn't know much about other things, but he knew the greed in people's hearts very well. Because he himself is such a guy, seeing that the group of cultivators had different expressions and all harbored malicious intentions, he laughed and said, "Let's try to sell a few first..."
As he spoke, his gaze swept across the group of cultivators, he smiled coldly, grabbed one of the sword embryos in his hand, and showed it to everyone, saying: "This sword embryo is made of black iron, and the cracks on it are like spider webs, full of rust. There is blood stains on it, it is not a good thing at first glance, the sword spirit inside is quite strong, whoever gets it will die early, maybe the whole family will die... "
All the cultivators listened with dumbfounding expressions on their faces, thinking, are you acting like a seller
Why does it sound more and more like pushing buyers out
But after Fang Xing appraised the sword embryo in his hand for a while, he said, "Anyone want a price of one hundred spirit stones?"
As soon as these words came out, all the monks who were sneering in front of them were stunned for a moment, and then the crowd exploded with a bang.
"Did I hear you right? This kid asked for a hundred spirit stones?"
"Is this kid crazy? Every sword embryo is worth a fortune. In his eyes, is it worth a hundred spirit stones?"
"I think he is stupid..."
All the monks talked one after another, thinking that Fang Xing was crazy, or it was just a second loan.
But there were also people who were quick-witted, and a monk in black shouted coldly: "I'll give you a hundred top-quality spirit stones, I'll take it!"
The monk didn't really want it, but seeing that the price Fang Xing said was too low, he just sneered and called out such a voice. He never thought that he could exchange a hundred pieces of top-quality spirit stones for a sword embryo, but he didn't expect that, As soon as he said this, Fang Xing pointed at him and shouted: "Just you, that bastard with a black scarf on his face, this sword fetus is yours, and I will prepare the spirit stone later!"
As he spoke, he thrust the sword embryo in his hand into the ground, indicating that the sword had an owner.
The black-clothed monk was stunned, and after a while, he pointed to his nose: "Do you really want to give it to me?"
Fang Xing sneered: "If you don't want it, I will sell it again?"
The monk hurriedly shouted: "Yes, yes, quickly give me the sword fetus..."
As he said that, he took out his storage bag, no matter how many spirit stones were in it, he didn't have the time to count it, so he threw it at Fang Xing and shouted: "There are only a lot of spirit stones in it, I want this sword fetus Yes, give it to me quickly..."
For him, one hundred top-grade spirit stones is not too much, or a lot less, and it is really worth it to exchange for a sword tire.
Fang Xing took the storage bag, but was not in a hurry to hand over the sword fetus to him. He pointed behind him and said coldly, "You don't have to worry, just stand aside and wait. The young master keeps his word, and the sword fetus will return." You have all of them, but in order to prevent you from causing trouble after you get the sword fetuses, the sword fetuses will be distributed uniformly after they are all owned, with so many of you, are you afraid that I will run away?"
The black-clothed monk's eyes flickered, and after a little thought, he stood in the open space Fang Xing pointed at with a serious face.
One hundred top-grade spirit stones for one sword tire is almost the same as what was picked up in vain, and he can afford the risk.
Seeing that this person was obedient, Fang Xing smiled coldly in his heart. Knowing that his plan was beginning to work, he picked up another broken sword and said, "This sword is more pleasing to the eye. I will sell it for three hundred pieces of spirit stones." , anyone want it?"
With the lesson learned from the previous person, this time Fang Xing's voice just fell, and a large group of people shouted together: "I want it!"
The voices are chaotic, some have serious expressions, some have joking expressions, and I don't know what they are thinking.
But Fang Xing swept his eyes away, pointed at a cyan linen monk in the crowd, and said, "It's you, you bastard like a hanged ghost, you were the loudest just now, this sword embryo belongs to you, give me the money! "When the monk saw Fang Xing pointing at himself, he was also slightly startled, but he took out the storage bag as he said, picked out 300 top-quality spirit stones, and threw them to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing took it, measured it lightly, and said, "Stand over there and wait!"
As he spoke, he thrust the second sword embryo into the ground, indicating that this sword embryo already had a master.
All the monks were shocked, not knowing what kind of medicine Fang Xing sold in the gourd, they all stared at him with piercing eyes.
And Fang Xing didn't talk nonsense, he took out the third sword embryo and started the auction, but only sold two hundred spirit stones.
This time, countless people from the group of cultivators agreed, and Fang Xing glanced at him, and he took a fancy to one person, and assigned the sword fetus to him.
For a while, five sword embryos were sold continuously, all of which were the targets designated by Fang Xing. Some of the monks were serious, some had the same attitude as playing, and didn't take it seriously, and some even vaguely guessed Seeing Fang Xing's thoughts, he was a little terrified. When Fang Xing sold the sixth sword embryo worth 500 spirit stones, two monks almost fought over it.
As for the sixth sword embryo, Fang Xing still gave it to the side that seemed to be stronger, and fell silent again, his gaze coldly sweeping the audience.
"Sell it quickly, what price do you want for this sword embryo?"
Someone shouted loudly, urging Fang Xing.
Fang Xing chuckled, and finally showed his minions, grabbed a sword embryo, flashed it into the air, and said: "This sword embryo is not bad, high-grade black iron, with strong sword intent, just judging from the breath of the sword spirit, Even a high-grade profound weapon is nothing more than that, if you get him, I'm afraid it won't matter if you walk sideways in the cultivation world in the future, hehe, a thousand top-grade spirit stones..."
As soon as the words fell, seven or eight people shouted at the same time: "I want it!"
As they spoke, more and more people came out, all staring fiercely at the sword embryo in Fang Xing's hand.
Although a thousand top-grade spirit stones is much more expensive than other sword embryos, it is still too low compared to the value of sword embryos.
These monks all glared at each other, because they discovered that every time several people scrambled for the sword embryo at the same time, Fang Xing would give the sword embryo to the person with the most momentum. Turned a blind eye to myself.
Unexpectedly, this time Fang Xing did not directly appoint anyone, but said leisurely: "Just now, the young master gave the baby to whomever he liked. It seems that many of you are dissatisfied, so let's do it from now on." From now on, whoever bids, Young Master Gao will give it to whoever bids, the thousand pieces of top-quality spirit stones is the starting price, every time there is a bid, if the price is less than one hundred pieces of top-quality spirit stones, I will ignore it, let's start!"
Hearing this at the first glance, all the monks looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.
"Little bastard, you think beautifully, but you can't play us like monkeys? The big guys come together and kill this little devil..."
Suddenly, in the crowd, someone shouted with disdain.
There were quite a few monks with murderous intentions secretly, thinking that this little bastard is so arrogant, but he really treats others as fools