The construction of Haotian Shopping Mall is exactly the same as the secular imperial city. The outside is a city wall, and the inside is a street, and shops are distributed on each street.
The transactions here are also divided into levels. Some streets are full of magical artifacts and talismans used by the Yuanshen below the third layer, and some streets are all treasures and materials used by the Yuanshen below the sixth layer.
On some streets, there are things that can be used below the ninth layer of the primordial spirit, and there is something on the street that can be used even at the level of the god of transformation. However, the contents are only up to the first layer of the god of transformation.
Between the two layers of the god of transformation, the world is another world for cultivating immortals. Their level of trade fairs are usually between the immortal faction and the immortal faction, and even above the endless void.
The street that Lu Cheng went to was a street for selling Dan. Some shops on the street were opened by various peaks, some were opened by high-levels, and some people who had no hope of promotion would also come to open a shop to make some money and start with one mind. For business, look for other ways.
As soon as he fell below, he heard a very familiar voice.
"Sorry, I said I won't sell it. I want to use it myself. How can I sell it? Goodbye."
Outright? Lu Cheng wanted to find him a long time ago, but Thirty-Six Peaks of Haotian Gate, 30 million disciples, can be found so easily there. I didn't expect to hear his voice when I arrived at Haotian Mall today. He seemed to be talking with people. After quarreling, he quietly walked into a shop.
I saw that there were about a dozen people in the shop. One of them, the sixth-layer primordial monk in black, sternly shouted at the statement: "Stop, bastard, the statement, now the deacon is going to buy your Yuandan "Zaoshengwan" is used for life-saving, do you still have the same affection? Do you still want to mix in my Zechen Peak?"
Around this time, some people started to intervene: "Junior Brother Chen, Deacon Su is your immediate boss, so you can sell it to him?"
"That is, you now have the Yuandan Zaosheng Pills, and everyone knows that there are countless people who want to kill you. They sold it earlier, and the province is worried about it."
"The ten million high-grade Yuanjing jade is a little lower, but your Yuanshen triple is enough for you to enjoy it in a lifetime, what else do you want?"
"Furthermore, after you have made friends with Deacon Su, who would dare to provoke you in the Zechenfeng Tsing Yi Yuan in the future?"
What does this cliché mean? Lu Cheng knew at a glance that the secret of possession of Yuandan Zaosheng Pills had been revealed. Now people want to buy and sell, and lose what he said, 10 million high-grade Yuanjingyu? Situ's fame was once sold to 1 million high-grade yuan jade essence, which was 10,000 times the price of him.
Chen Ziyi's face changed, because he was blocking the way, and he gritted his teeth without making a sound. Anyway, on Zhenyao Mountain, no one dared to kill people honestly. What about Sixth, I won't talk to you.
"I need to use it myself, I'm sorry, Brother Su." The meaning of the sentence is to shake his head, and just reply when he is pressed.
"Asshole, how long are you from being promoted to the fourth? There are still more than four hundred years of life span, and now my brother has two years to pass before he will die. Do you have a little fellowship? You more than four hundred Isn't it possible that Nian can't break through the triple level of the soul?"
It turns out that Deacon Su has a younger brother who has reached his age and is about to die. No wonder he will be chasing the truth to buy it, but how can people know the secret of the truth
Lu Cheng told him many times that he should not worry when he arrives at the Haotian Gate. Give him three Yuandan pills and eat them slowly. One pill every few years will be promoted to the fourth level without a trace. Only one is now. After a few months, has it been directly promoted from the first to the third
"Brother Su, I have returned to the peak beforehand, sorry."
He replied a few words. Seeing that there are too many people helping Deacon Su, he simply pushed everyone away and was about to leave.
"Stop?" Su's surname was furious and stretched out his hand.
"what"
Yuanshen Sanchong’s statement meant that there was Yuanshen Sixth’s Deacon Su’s opponent, and he grabbed it like a chicken, and then pressed hard and knelt on the spot.
"Chen Ziyi, don't you think that you can't kill people on the Zhenyao Mountain, so you dare to hit me? You can't kill on the mountain, what about under the Zhenyao Mountain? Wouldn't you be on the mountain for the rest of your life and won't go down to practice?"
Deacon Su threatened him on the spot: "Today you have to sell, and you have to sell if you don't. Otherwise, if you dare to go down the mountain, I will dare to kill you."
"Beat him, Brother Su, you can't kill on the mountain, it's okay to beat him half to death."
"Haha, hit him in the eyes of pandas. Senior Brother Su has a lot of things to buy from you, but he doesn't even admit it."
"Wu Zhenfei, you villain." Chen Ciyi looked at a monk with the Yuanshen triple in the crowd, suddenly furious: "I treat you as a friend and want to give you Yuandan Zaosheng Pills. I didn't expect you to be. Betray me?"
"Haha, what are you, make friends with me?" That Wu Zhenfei was a very handsome young man: "My son has been trained to the third level of the Yuanshen in fifteen years. Seeing that you have not been promoted at such an age, I comfort you. I'm a few hundred years old, are you serious? With the genius of this son, a stupid pig like you would use a pill for promotion."
so it is? When Lu Cheng heard this, he understood what happened.
This righteous person is too honest, and he must regard this Wu Zhenfei as a good friend. Wu Zhenfei said that he was several hundred years old and had not been promoted, so Chen Ciyi softened his heart and told him his secret.
Originally wanted to give it to him, but Wu Zhenfei hadn't expected it to report to Senior Brother Su in the first place.
The world of cultivators deceives and deceives, survives of the fittest, clichés and clichés, why do you want to trust others so easily
"Ask again, can you sell it?" The man surnamed Su shouted.
"Not for sale."
A slapped Chen Ziyi with the surname "Ba" was flushed with red.
Lu Cheng couldn't help it anymore: "Stop it."
He lined up the crowd and went inside.
Ziyi Qizhong? Is this a genius disciple of Nafeng
Everyone was shocked when they saw Lu Cheng's purple-clothed realm. How many talented people are in the purple-clothed seventh layer of the Haotian Gate
"I have seen brother."
Everyone in the court clasped their fists and gave salutes, and Chen Ziyi was even more stunned. Lu Cheng is here, and is Lu Cheng also here
Only the one with the surname Su was extremely arrogant: "Brother, you'd better leave nothing to do with Zechenfeng." He specifically prompted the words Zechen.
Is Du Zechen one of the candidates for the supreme teaching? Who are you
"I can manage the affairs of the Haotian Gate." Lu Cheng said, even more arrogant than him.
"Junior Brother Lu." Chen Ciyi finally called out excitedly.
"What a big tone, what is your name, Lu, there is a way to give your name." When the surnamed Su saw that Du Zechen's name didn't work, he was reluctant to retreat, and the realm of the two was quite different.
"What's the matter, it's so noisy?" At this time, someone outside the door snorted coldly, and a Jiuzhong disciple in purple came in, followed by two Jiuzhong disciples behind him.
"Brother Guan came just right, and I taught my disciples by Ze Chenfeng that this surnamed Lu didn't know where he came out, and even Senior Brother Du didn't take it seriously."
When Deacon Su saw that Tongfeng's senior came, his waist became hard and he dared to stare at Lu Cheng a few times.
Lu Cheng ignored them, stretched out his hand to pull the meaning: "Get up, how can we people from Qingyumen kneel down to others."
"Asshole." The current Yuanshen Jiuzhong surnamed Guan, furiously: "What Qingyumen, now there is only the Haotianmen."
With a flick of his long sleeves, the strong wind pressed against Lu Cheng's shoulders, and he wanted to crush Lu Cheng to the ground on the spot.
"Buzz"
At this time, the field suddenly buzzed, and a big tripod flew out of Lu Cheng's eyebrows, and flew to the top of that surname Guan's head.
The two of them were in the room, less than ten feet apart, the low-grade artifact'Great Sacred Cauldron' arrived instantly, and with a swish, it almost reached the top of Xingguan's head after it became bigger from the center of the eyebrows.
The power of the inferior artifact broke out on the spot. Due to Lu Cheng's deliberate, several low-level disciples could not withstand the coercion of the artifact. Except for the old words, the other three-fold and four-fold cultivators all sat on the ground.
Surname Guan's reaction was also quick, and a flying sword flew halfway through his eyebrows, allowing the Great Sage Cauldron to press down.
"Zheng"
His flying sword broke off on the spot, his body slammed to the ground, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
Others suppressed people by crushing people on their knees. Lu Cheng suppressed them and directly crushed people on the ground like a dead dog. It was as ugly as it was.
As soon as the two of them moved their hands, the winner was immediately divided, and the other two nine-fold disciples retreated to the door as if they saw a ghost'swish'.
"What are you doing? You are from that peak, and you have to close the artifact. You want to crush Guan Hanjie to death. Aren't you afraid of the rules?"
"Go and inform Senior Brother Du." One of them looked at Lu Cheng, and flew away directly after shaking his body.
"You kneel down for me, too." Lu Cheng ignored the man at all, and with a backhand "pump", Deacon Su also knelt to the ground, and at the same time pulled up the statement.
"You bastard, you are from that peak, ah, don't go, Brother Du will come, and you will definitely confiscate your artifact, you half-dead, you bastard---"
Guan Hanjie was crushed to the ground like a dog was crushed by the'Great Sacred Cauldron', the treasure was also interrupted, and his spiritual consciousness was severely damaged. It would be best to kill Lu Cheng on the spot if he was angry.
Lu Cheng didn't even look at him, and pointed to the man surnamed Su: "As it stands, people who come out of Qingyumen have always only slapped others. When did they slap others? Call me back?"
"Huh?" Chen Ciyi looked at Deacon Su who was kneeling there in amazement.
"Ah what? When you hit back, people respect me a foot, and I respect others. If someone slaps you, you must hit ten back?"
"Ba" Lu Cheng took the lead in slapped Deacon Su, with blood on his mouth: "I will hit one for you, and you will hit another nine."
"Fight back." Chen Ciyi gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to continue.
"Ba, ba, ba."
The humiliation he suffered just now was all returned to Deacon Su. Lu Cheng had already avenged himself. If he didn't make a move, how could he be kind to him
Chen Ziyi has also given up his own words. In fact, without the Yuandan Zhuangsheng Pill given by Lu Cheng, he will not live for many years. Now he has been promoted to the third level, what else is he afraid of? The big deal is to let someone beheaded, just as if he hadn't eaten this spirit pill before.
With the sound of Ba Ba, everyone in the field was trembling, especially Wu Zhenfei, who looked at Lu Cheng, and quietly retreated outside the door, ready to find a chance to escape.