Rural Shennong

When Chen Ping passed by here just now, there was a sudden strong movement in the spiritual bottle of his spiritual sea, as if he was about to rush out.

Chen Ping noticed that the longing target of the spirit bottle turned out to be a golden disc.

"Spiritual vases are really meat and vegetables. I used to like to cherish elixir, but now I'm even interested in metal lumps."

"Its reaction to this metal disc is bigger than three tiger-striped vines. This thing is definitely a treasure!"

Chen Ping thought so in his heart, but he didn't immediately express his desire for the metal disc. Instead, when he found out that the vendor was going to lie to him, he chose to do whatever he could.

The vendor didn't know what Chen Ping was thinking, and he fooled him like a fool: "Brother has vision."

"Let me tell you, this is a gold coin specially made by ancient emperors to reward loyal officials. It is very valuable for collection, and it can be worth at least 10,000+."

Chen Ping put down the gold coin and picked up other things for a long time, but he didn't seem to find anything he wanted, so he picked up the gold coin again: "Just this one, the others look too tattered."

"Even if this gold coin is not an antique, I can sell it for some money in a gold shop."

Chen Ping paid with his mobile phone and quickly completed the transaction with the street vendor.

He carefully packed the fake blood ginseng into the box and put it in his arms, then picked up the gold coin as if he didn't care much, and was about to put it in the pocket of his coat.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out from the side: "Slow down!"

Chen Ping and the vendor turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a few strong men wearing masks and long hair walking over quickly.

The vendor's face sank, he stood up and said, "What are you doing? Do you understand the rules here?"

"Let me tell you, this brother and I have already paid off our money and goods, and you'd better stay out of your business."

The vendor thought that someone had seen through his tricks and wanted to expose him on the spot when he saw the injustice.

But the street vendor misunderstood the masked long-haired man, he didn't come to fight the injustice.

The long-haired man ignored the vendor at all, but pointed to the gold coin in Chen Ping's hand and said, "Don't pick up this thing, I want it, you can make a price!"

Chongbao has already been obtained, but Chen Ping has not figured out what it is for, how could it be easily transferred to others.

"What do you mean? It's amazing to be rich?" Chen Ping's tone was filled with anger.

The vendor and the long-haired man were taken aback at the same time.

They didn't expect that this guy was still stubborn.

I thought that during the transaction just now, Chen Ping acted very picky, and the vendors thought it was normal, the poor hated the rich.

The long-haired man frowned slightly: "1000 million!"

The vendor took a deep breath, and then pushed his pile of junk in front of the long-haired man like offering treasures: "Bosses, I'll sell all my treasures to you for only 2000 million?"

The long-haired man said impatiently: "Go to the other side, whoever wants your rags, I will take a fancy to that gold coin."

He continued to stare at Chen Ping and said, "I'll add another 500 million, and you give me the gold coins."

The vendor's intestines were about to regret. If he had known that gold coins were so valuable, he would not have sold anything to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping snorted coldly: "Although I am poor, not everyone can insult me ​​wantonly. Let alone 500 million, even 5000 million, I will not sell it to you."

After discovering that there was a quarrel here, some warriors passing by stood not far away and stopped to watch.

As soon as Chen Ping's words came out, most warriors felt very speechless.

"This kid is really elm-headed!"

"Is it stupid to practice martial arts?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a single-minded idiot!"

Most warriors felt that Chen Ping had lost his mind and wasted this opportunity to make a lot of money.

The street vendor beat his feet and his chest even more. If this good thing happened to me, why would I care about any insults? Just insult me ​​ten thousand times.

There are also very few martial artists with active minds, and the light in their eyes is flickering.

"Is there something weird about this gold coin?"

"How could these individuals be so willing to be taken advantage of and pay a high price for this thing? But this kid is so stubborn not to sell it?"

No matter what kind of thoughts they had, the warriors who were watching did not stay away.

The masked long-haired man said in a deep voice: "Young man, I didn't mean to insult you. I just thought that this gold coin looked like an old friend's, so I wanted to buy it at a high price."

"I'm willing to spend 500 million to buy it. I'm already very sincere. Don't go too far!"

As soon as he said this, many people showed expressions of sudden realization.

"I thought he was an elm head, why didn't I think he was faking it."

"Damn it, it turns out that this kid is a monkey spirit, and he wants to sit on the ground and raise the price!"

"Tsk tsk, you can't be too greedy."

Chen Ping seemed to have been exposed by someone, and he became angry from embarrassment: "If you say you won't sell it, you won't sell it. If you have the ability, you can grab it by force."

After speaking, he turned around with Yao Shuyu, squeezed out of the crowd and strode away.

The masked long-haired man and several of his partners exchanged winks and followed closely behind.

Chen Ping didn't stop at the black market and went straight to the waterfall.

Flying out of the waterfall, Chen Ping landed on the edge of the pool, looked back, and galloped away to the depths of Ping'an Ridge.

The direction he ran was completely different from the direction he came from.

As soon as Chen Ping left, those masked and long-haired men rushed out of the waterfall.

One of them sniffled, and suddenly pointed in the direction where Chen Ping left: "He's running this way, chase after him!"

Chen Pingming knew that those people took a fancy to the gold coins in his hand and would not let it go, so he still didn't choose to return to Cangxing Martial Arts University to avoid trouble.

This is because he found that the breath of these people is very strange, and they all have long hair and wear long robes.

Zhou Jinian had just reminded him about the Holy Cult, and Chen Ping remembered that the elders of the Xuanming Sect who were exterminated at the beginning were also dressed in long hair and robes, and also had a strange aura, so he kept his mind on it.

So he decided to use his tricks and catch a fish.

He wants to catch these people and determine whether they are holy.

These people cared so much about gold coins, so they must know something. It would be even better if they could get the secret of that gold coin out of their mouths.

The two sides ran wildly in the dense forest one after the other, and ran more than 10 miles in less than [-] minutes.

Chen Ping ran to an open space and stopped suddenly.

In front of him was a large area of ​​dilapidated low buildings, like a village that had been abandoned for many years.

At the entrance of the barren village, stood the long-haired man in black robe who had talked to Chen Ping in the black market before, and he had tied his long hair into a bun at this moment.

The long-haired man in black sneered and said, "Boy, why don't you run away? Keep running!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an accomplice of a long-haired man in a black robe ran over behind Chen Ping, blocking Chen Ping back and forth.

"Hand over that gold coin now, and I'll keep your whole body, and let you become the nutrient that fuels my cultivation."

"If you dare to resist, I'll let you know what cramp and peeling are. Life is worse than death!"