Chapter 1608: busy body (1/2)
The first thousand six hundred and eighty chapters of nosy
Zhan Lu Xian Chao.
Wanshou Valley.
This place is because of the prohibition of the undead fairy, the four seasons of Changchun, the natural abundance, plus the undead fairy does not have the habit of enslaving low-ranking monks, attracting a lot of scattered to come to live, creating a lively and extraordinary city. .
However, because the undead sage has not been seated in this place recently, the strongest creators of his majesty have disappeared. Gradually, there are rumors that the immortal sage is being smothered by powerful enemies, causing chaos, and several forces opposing the Wanshou Valley are sometimes tempted. A bit, far from the bustle of the original.
When Ningqi had just stepped into this place, the monks around him were in a hurry, even those monks in the stalls were not very good-looking.
”This son, what can you see? It’s sold cheaply, sold these things, and you have to leave here with your granddaughter...”
Seeing Ning Qi stopped in front of the booth. The old man who was the stall owner seemed to smell the business opportunity. He quickly asked him, sitting next to him, sitting on a girl, it looked like he was only ten years old, and his body exudes a faint demon atmosphere.
The girl’s eyes are very large and bright. Looking at Ning Qi’s eyes, there is a longing for eagerness. It seems that she hopes that Ning Qi will buy all the things from her grandfather’s booth.
”Old Zhang, I don't buy anything, just ask for a way.”
Ning Qi smiled.
The old man’s face is difficult to disappoint, and the faint road: “Where is the son going?”
”Where is the Dongfu of the immortal fairy?”
Ning Qi asked.
The old man gave a slight glimpse, then pointed to a direction, said: ”From here to go, you can reach the real Wanshou Valley by turning over a few mountains. There is the Dongfu of the undead fairy, but the son is looking for the undead. His old man is no longer in the valley, I see the son is a white one...”
”Thank you, old man, how do you sell these things?”
Ning Qi nodded with a smile, then his eyes fell to the booth, with some porcelain bottles on it, and some not too high-quality herbs, and several pieces of implements.
The old man heard the words, his face showed a hint of joy, spit flying to describe his family's things, said that there are few in the sky, the earth is hard to find.
“How much did you buy all?”
Ning Qi interrupted the old man’s self-selling boast.
”A total of ... two hundred Zhan Lu Xian coins...”
The old man seems to have a hint of heartache in his eyes. If these things are placed on weekdays, they can at least sell about 250 ounces of Zhanlu scent, but now Wanshou Valley is overturned and can only be sold, only to be in danger. Leave this place.
”Zhanlu Xianju I don't have...”
Ning Qi said here, the old man seems to have a hint of anger in his eyes, Ning Qi continued to laugh: ”Two hundred ways to spread the fairy, bar, you see is feasible?”
”Okay, naturally!”
In the eyes of the old man, there is a hint of joy, and the Dao Yan Xian coins are much better than the Zhanlu Xian coins. The 200-way Yanxian coins are worth at least 300 RMB CZ!
The nearby stall owners showed a hint of envy, and they all went forward to sell their own things. Ning Qi just took away the things from the old man’s booth and left two hundred Yan Xian coins, and walked toward the direction of Wanshou Valley. Did not take a few steps, suddenly someone took a sigh of cold, horrified.
”The monks of the Beast Valley and Shibuya are coming!!”
”Everyone flies!”
In the city, the chickens flew and jumped. Before they sold things, the old man who was preparing to leave with his granddaughter quickly took her arm and flew north.
”Where is the embers of the Wanshou Valley?”
A loud bang, like a thunder, suddenly exploded on the top of the crowd, and then a large group of monks appeared in all directions, encircling the entire city.