The crowd spontaneously gave way, and two young men in red clothes and cloud-patterned swords walked in.
The man at the head is full of heaven, with a square face, and his appearance can be described as arrogant and upright. There are three white lines on his chest. Like Tianjianmen, this is a symbol of the high status of a disciple. I am afraid that his status must be a big disciple under a certain elder. The latter one is slightly inferior to him, but not inferior.
Seeing Fang Youde on his righteous face, his two eyebrows immediately twitched: "Fang Youde, it's you again!"
Yi Xichen hurriedly jumped up: "Senior brother, this Fang Quode is supposed to be impersonating your Xuanqing Sect disciple, right? I just exposed his tricks, or let him go on, I really don't know how much I will wipe out for your Xuanqing Sect. black."
He said angrily: "He was expelled by our Xuanqingmen a few years ago, but he is still swindling and cheating in the name of our Xuanqingmen. It's really hateful!"
He stepped forward, picked up Fang Youde, and said loudly: "Although this person has already been sacked by Xuanqingmen, he was once a disciple of my sect, and our discipline is really lax. I will report to the uncles and abolish this person's cultivation as a severe punishment. Please forgive me."
Yi Xichen hurriedly said: "Master, don't rush to leave, he owes me a hundred times the bet!"
He glanced at him with a righteous face, thought for a moment, took off the Qiankun bag on his body and threw it to him: "I didn't bring too many spiritual stones with me when I traveled, do you see if the compensation here is enough for you?"
Yi Xichen untied it and glanced at it. There were four high-level spirit stones, thirty or so intermediate-level spirit stones, and several elementary-level spirit stones in it. One high-level spirit stone can be exchanged for ten or so intermediate-level spirit stones, all of which add up. Although it is not a hundred times the compensation that Fang Youde promised him, he also made a lot of money. Moreover, the spirit stones in this bag are almost all fire attributes. The mountain behind Xuanqingmen produces fire spirit stones, but it is relatively difficult for the disciples of Tianjianmen to obtain fire spirit stones. So he smiled and said, "Looking at the senior brother's face, a discount is enough."
Righteous face hummed, and motioned to follow his junior brother to collect the spiritual stones on the pile of turntables, and if the bitter master came to claim, he would pay it back, and then he left with Fang Youde Yujian.
Yi Xichen took back the spirit stones of himself and his eldest grandson Zijun, and got a bunch of compensation. He got out of the crowd and smiled happily: "I have made it, I have earned a lot of spirit stones, and we can buy a lot of things. !"
The eldest grandson Zijun didn't care about this spirit stone. In the fandom world eight years later, he was already rich enough to buy a few Lingshan Mountains as his and Yi Xichen's love nest with a wave of his hand. However, seeing Yi Xichen's joy after earning spirit stones so hard, his mood became clearer.
Yi Xichen pulled the eldest grandson Zijun to a place where there was no one, and quietly opened his palm to show him. Inside was the mysterious flint that he had just squeezed into two halves. The mysterious fire stone is extremely powerful, and it can be used to create many organs. Yi Xichen has long wanted to get one, but unfortunately he can't afford it. He proudly said, "I got this thing out of my hands. The people from the Xuanqing Sect paid me a lot of fire spirit stones just now. Let's go back and ask the master for help, and we can definitely repair this mysterious fire stone!"
"it is good."
The two continued to go deep into the market. This time, Yi Xichen was much more generous. In addition to Zongshan Hei Tie, which strengthened his saber, he also bought a lot of useful immortal materials.
The eldest grandson Zijun suddenly stopped in front of a booth. Yi Xichen found that the eldest grandson Zijun hadn't followed, and hurriedly turned around and ran back, and found that he was staring at a ball of ice silk. Yi Xichen asked, "Do you want this?"
"Um."
Ice silk can be used to refine water-attributed medicinal pills, or woven into Taoist robes, which are cold and silky, and reconcile the internal fire of monks. The eldest grandson, Zijun, needs to use ice silk to make a pair of trousers to prevent his little brother from exploding.
Yi Xichen didn't know what the eldest grandson Zijun was going to do to buy this thing, but the eldest grandson Zijun gave him all the spirit stones. If the eldest grandson Zijun wanted to buy it, he would buy it. The stall owner is a female cultivator. Yi Xichen knows why he has been silent all the time. Although the eldest grandson Zijun is a rare spiritual root in a century, his cultivation is more advanced than anyone else, but he has a fatal flaw. Weakness, that is women.
He didn't talk much in the first place, and he couldn't fight a sullen fart with three sticks in the face of women, and he would never shoot at women when they were fighting. This is the setting of the original book, and the author of the same person also uses it. Whenever the fan author intends to abuse, he will create a female villain and give Yi Xichen an abortion pill or something.
Yi Xichen hurriedly put on a big smile: "This senior sister is really beautiful."
There is no woman who doesn't like to be praised. The female cultivator touched her face, and a blush appeared on her face.
"Is this robe made by the senior sister herself? The embroidery of the floating cloud pattern is so beautiful, the senior sister is really skillful."
"Really, really? Thank you." The female cultivator hurriedly adjusted her robe and pulled her hair behind her ears.
"Senior sister, how do you sell this ball of ice silk?"
"Five intermediate spirit stones."
Yi Xichen puffed out his cheeks in distress. This price is also fair, but for them, five intermediate-level spirit stones are not a small price. He continued to praise the female cultivator with a lot of eloquence, and then asked, "Senior sister, can you make it cheaper? I really like the things of Senior Sister, but there are not many spirit stones left. Four pieces, can you sell me for four pieces?"
The female cultivator hesitated for a moment, seeing that these two swordsmen were talented and likable in their speeches, she was about to agree, but she killed Cheng Yaojin halfway through without thinking.
"I want this ball of ice silk, and I will give you six intermediate spirit stones!"
The two looked back and saw that the annoying Cheng Yaojin was none other than Xiao Kui!
"Tsk." The eldest grandson Zijun showed a look of disgust.
Xiao Kui was despised again, and he was so angry that he took out six intermediate spirit stones from his pocket and slapped them on the booth: "This ball of ice silk belongs to me!"
The female cultivator was stunned, looking at this, looking at that, and hesitantly reached out to get the spirit stone. Even if the two little road leaders who came first looked a little more pleasing to the eye, no one who came out to set up a stall to do business would be more troubled.
"Wait a minute." Yi Xichen glanced at Xiao Kui coldly. There was no smile on his face, and his eyes were full of hostility. He said, "I came first, and I also gave out six spirit stones, Senior Sister, are you going to sell it to me or to him?"
The female cultivator was about to answer when Xiao Kui generously threw out two more pieces: "Then I'll throw out eight pieces!"
This is a blatant provocation. Xiao Kui didn't need any ice silk at all, he just wanted to find fault and add to the eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen. That day, the eldest grandson Zijun humiliated him in front of Shennong Hall, causing him to be pointed at him no matter where he went recently. Today, the enemy meets with extraordinary eyesight, and he will regain a city no matter what.
Yi Xichen secretly clenched his fists. Eight intermediate-level spirit stones may be nothing to the disciples of the Sword Refinement Pavilion, but for the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion, they can only save these in half a year. He couldn't afford to raise the price, and even if he followed the price, Xiao Kui would definitely continue to raise it.
The eldest grandson Zijun suddenly unbuttoned his purse, poured out spiritual stones in his palm and began to count.
Both Yi Xichen and Xiao Kui were taken aback by him, thinking that he was going to bid to the end. Xiao Kui hurriedly stretched his neck to take a look, and found that the eldest grandson Zijun only had ten intermediate spirit stones in total, and suddenly showed a complacent smile.
"Yo, how dare you go out to the market with so many spirit stones?" Xiao Kui collected the intermediate spirit stone he threw out, and arrogantly took out a high-level spirit stone, "Ice silk, it's mine!"
Xiao Kui bought the Frost Ice Silk, and was so proud that his tail was lifted to the sky, he turned around with the ball of silk, waiting to appreciate the frustrated expressions of his eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen, but found that there was no one behind him.
Xiao Kui: "!!!"
The two of them have long walked away leisurely, and they don't care about the ice silk at all. On the contrary, Xiao Kui spent more than twice the price on things that he didn't need, which was extremely stupid.
Xiao Kui was so angry that he was going crazy!
Yi Xichen leaned into the ear of the eldest grandson Zijun and whispered: "You scared me just now, I thought you wanted to fight him to the end."
The eldest grandson Zijun said innocently: "I'll just count it, where can I buy that thing."
"Haha." Yi Xichen was overjoyed, "Let's continue shopping, I don't believe Xiao Kui can buy all the frozen silk in the entire market."
As soon as he turned around, Xiao Kui was following behind them with a sullen face. Seeing that, he really planned to fight them today.