Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 2217 Enemy's Narrow Road: Sea of ​​Sand Blocking the Road
Shen Dian said angrily: "It's just a broken sculpture, how could it be so valuable, thirty contribution points, that's 15 low-grade spirit stones.

I have never seen any sculpture of such high value.

And there are other sculptures next to it, any one of them is more beautiful than that mouse-eyed mouse. "

Shendian was a little unhappy when he heard the price, and chattered endlessly.

In fact, not only is she dissatisfied, but Ling Xiao also thinks that the price is a bit high. You know, he has only forty contribution points left in total. If he exchanged this mouse sculpture, he might buy it when he encounters other good things. No more.

It's a pity that the Hall of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil never bargains with you.

Sell ​​as much as the price is, even if you don’t sell it, the price will not be reduced, because this is an exchange of contribution points, even if you don’t buy this, you will naturally have to exchange it for other things, Zongmen is not worried at all about your contribution points being taken away flower.

This is actually the same as the "VIP points" provided by Tianlong Commercial Bank to VIPs. You can only buy things in Tianlong Commercial Bank, and they can be used directly as spirit stones.

It just tied you up.

After thinking about it, Ling Xiao always felt that Tai Chi eyes would not lie to him, and the second cauldron of the king of human beings opened in his body - the alien beast cauldron seemed to have some special connection with this mouse sculpture.

This made Ling Xiao confirm his thoughts even more.

It's just [-] contribution points, even if it's spent this time, the sect still has other missions to dispatch, at worst, it will be done later.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Pack this up for me!"

"you sure?"

This time, it was the deacon's turn to be stunned.

Since the mouse sculpture was placed here, although many people have asked, no one has ever been willing to spend [-] contribution points to buy it.

Did you really meet such an idiot today?

"Yes, I'm sure!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Let's explain in advance that I didn't force you to sell this thing. If you want to buy sculptures, I can give you everything else at a low price. You can buy them with just a few contribution points."

The deacon seems to be worried that he sold this thing to Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao will tell him to sell it by force, then he will be in a little trouble.

"Don't worry, I want this one. This is my own choice. You can deduct the contribution points."

Ling Xiao nodded solemnly and said.

"It's over, it's over, the master is crazy, and spent [-] contribution points to buy that kind of crap, alas."

Shendian couldn't understand why Ling Xiao did this.

But Yuan Zun didn't say anything, he always believed that his disciple would never do anything unfounded.

Since Ling Xiao chose to buy this thing, there must be a reason, and it wouldn't be a random decision.

"Okay, here's something for you."

The deacon deducted the contribution points, and then looked at Ling Xiao like an idiot.

A few handyman disciples next to him also whispered, thinking that although the disciples of the Eight Immortals are good at strength, their brains seem to be not very easy to use.

Ling Xiao was too lazy to bother with these handyman disciples. He got the mouse sculpture and planned to go back and study it carefully.

Even if there is really no secret, I will not regret it.

To put it bluntly, isn't it just thirty contribution points, and it's not like putting your life in it.

When he raised his foot and was about to step out of the debris area, a figure suddenly stopped him.

Ling Xiao looked up, he was a very strange guy, anyway, he had never seen him since he joined Baxian Mountain.

This guy is only half a step away from the Yin-Yang Realm's eighth-level power cultivation, and it's bold enough to dare to stop him.

Looking at his fiery red clothes, he knew that he should be a disciple of Chixian Mountain.

He was about to speak when a soft voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother Shahai, I heard that Chen He from Heimian Mountain provoked you, and was sent to the bottom of the cliff with one punch from you. His life and death are still unknown. Is this true?"

Hearing this voice, Ling Xiao's attention was completely attracted.

It wasn't the woman's voice that attracted him, but the name "Shahai" in the woman's voice attracted him.

It was this sea of ​​sand that kept his little brother Chen He alive or dead.

Since he is the boss of others, it is impossible not to avenge his younger brother.

He actually encountered a sea of ​​sand here today, so he wanted to see what this sea of ​​sand looked like and what kind of strength it was.

The guy who blocked the way was obviously from Sha Hai, and when he heard the voice behind him, he hurriedly stepped aside and bent over to welcome Sha Hai's arrival.

It's not just him.

Hearing Sha Hai's arrival, some of the big and small disciples and deacons in the sundries area knelt directly on the ground, while others bowed their backs, just like slaves greeting their master.

In this way, Ling Xiao, who seemed very insignificant at first, became particularly abrupt.

Originally among the crowd, he was not conspicuous.

But at this moment, he was the only one standing there upright, looking ahead indifferently, it was impossible not to attract other people's attention.

"The rumors are wrong. It was Chen He who attacked me secretly, so he was blown away by my punch."

Sha Hai replied lightly, and then found Ling Xiao standing in the middle of the road.

On his originally indifferent cheeks, there was a smile that was not a smile, which was a bit joking, but also a bit mocking and disdainful.

Perhaps because he saw Ling Xiao, he added on purpose: "That Chen He, why did he say that he has a boss named Ling Xiao, and that if I kill him, his boss will definitely avenge him, Yan'er , do you find this ridiculous?"

"Hee hee, that's ridiculous. Isn't his boss just a beginner disciple who just joined the Eight Immortals Mountain, and he's still taking revenge? Even if he's a disciple of the Eight Immortals, he might not dare to touch Brother Shahai. How can people be so idiots nowadays?"

Yan'er laughed until the flower branches trembled.

It seemed that death was just a joke to her, and there was nothing to be sad about.

Nothing to care about.

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, and he looked at Sha Hai indifferently. If it wasn't for him not to use aggressive tactics, he would have killed Sha Hai in front of these people today.

"You can be rampant, the trial of the ghost prison is the time of your death, Sha Hai!
The person I, Ling Xiao, wants to kill will definitely not live! "

He took a deep breath, lifted his feet and walked forward.

At this moment, he didn't want to waste time with Sha Hai.

It is not a good thing to have a conflict with Shahai in this kind of place, no matter what, they are all descendants of the Sha Clan, one of the Eight Great Ancient Clans.

He is just a small disciple of the Eight Immortals, and if there is a trouble, the people here will probably help Sha Hai.

He's not stupid, and he doesn't want to make himself so passive.

"What's the air? I'm not as good as my master in terms of appearance, not as good as my master in terms of talent, and may not be as powerful as my master in terms of strength. It's just that he entered the world and reincarnated a year earlier, hmph!"

Shendian was very upset for Ling Xiao.

(End of this chapter)