Ling tripod

Chu Yan picked up a broken-looking flying sword and said displeasedly to the fat man.

This guy is really stupid! Absolutely stupid!

Everyone looked at the serious look on Chu Yan's face and thought to themselves, to be able to use such a tattered flying sword as a top-notch magic weapon is really a clumsy trick!

The wretched fat man is about to cry. Why did he meet this brain-dead young man? If this guy really insists on buying this tattered flying sword, he really wants to pack up and leave. He also calls this old beggar a master and offers him a gift. Bailing Stone, no, absolutely not!

The wretched fat man thought in his mind, and said to Chu Yan with a smile on his face again: "Little friend, this tattered flying sword..."

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, an extremely fierce aura was released from the tattered flying sword in Chu Yan's hand, and arrays of formations floated out from the flying sword. These formations were extremely complex and glowed with dazzling light!

At this time, everyone stood stunned on the spot, their eyes almost popped out!

Is this really the best magic weapon?

The wretched fat man rubbed his eyes and pinched himself again. It hurt. Everything in front of him was real, but how could the tattered flying sword become a top-notch magic weapon when it didn't even have spiritual power fluctuations?

"Hmph, you know how good my master is at refining magic weapons!"

"If you don't believe it, you are stupid!"

The two little beggars straightened their chests and looked proud!

The old beggar's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Chu Yan, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Under the rapid stimulation of Chu Lingli, the tattered flying sword in his hand flickered again, and the formations began to rotate and combine, and finally turned into a phantom of a blue dragon!

"roar!"

The dragon's shadow roared wildly, its momentum extremely violent!

Among the people present, the one with the highest strength was only at the Golden Core stage, and he was actually a little out of breath under the pressure of this aura.

The next moment, Chu Yan withdrew his spiritual power, and the phantom of the green dragon on the tattered flying sword dissipated, the formation patterns converged, the light disappeared, and finally turned into that tattered and broken appearance without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations!

"A good magic weapon. This flying sword is the top of the best magic weapons. The mystery of the formation has formed the embryo of the sword spirit. As long as a dragon soul is fused with this flying sword, there is an 80% chance that this flying sword can advance to the spiritual level. Among the treasures!”

Chu Yan looked at the tattered flying sword in his hand and praised it.

At this moment, no one scolded Chu Yan for being mentally retarded anymore, but instead scolded himself for being mentally retarded!

You may not be able to buy such a top-notch magic weapon for even a hundred or a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, but it was only sold for one high-grade spiritual stone just now, and you didn't even take a second look!

At this time, everyone's intestines were filled with regret.

"Master, I'd like to offer you a hundred, no, a thousand spiritual stones. Can you sell them to me for the next treasure?"

"Master, this junior just now was blind, so you can sell this treasure to this junior!"

"Senior, I have collected all your treasures, including a thousand spiritual stones!"

…

Everyone's eyes were bright and they shouted.

Although the treasures blessed by the power of wishes are not ordinary, they are insignificant compared to such top-quality magic weapons that are half-footed into the list of spiritual treasures. Everyone can see which one is more important.

The old beggar ignored these people, looked at Chu Yan and said with a smile: "My little friend is indeed a wonderful person. I give this flying sword to you!"

With that said, he threw the savings bag containing one hundred spiritual stones that Chu Yan had given him before to Chu Yan!

When everyone saw it, their intestines turned from green to green with regret. That was half a foot in the list of spiritual treasures. It was a top-notch magic weapon. It was something that was hard to find with a lot of money, but the old beggar just gave it away like this?

"Senior, how can this be done? Junior can't..."

"Haha, no need to say more, it's hard to find a confidant in life. If you are interested, just treat me to a simple meal. As we get older, we eat more and more for some reason. I just ate a chicken drumstick and I'm still not full!"

The old beggar waved his hand to Chu Yan and said with a smile.

"Then junior, it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

Chu Yan smiled lightly, seeing the old man's character, and immediately stopped refusing.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the wretched fat man quietly withdrew from the crowd, picked up the skinny monkey-like younger brother next to him, and ran away!

"I said, Fatty, should you call me Master Shifu and then offer me a hundred spiritual stones?"

The black-faced little beggar felt elated at this time, and said arrogantly to the fat man who was tiptoeing about to leave.

"Kid, don't go too far! I, Viagra, am not doing this in vain!"

The wretched fat man turned his head and said with a sinister look on his face.

"How did you bully us just now, and now you are saying that we bullied others too much!"

The black-faced little beggar said with an angry look.

The old beggar said nothing, as if he was not a participant in this matter!

At the same time, the yellow-faced little beggar had already told Chu Yan what happened before!

Chu Yan smiled slightly and said to the wretched fat man: "This fellow Taoist, many fellow Taoists present are watching. If you can't afford to lose, why bother forcing yourself so hard?"

"Yes, this fat guy is not a good cake at first glance!"

"That's right, how can his stuff be as good as this master's!"

"That's right, call the master quickly and hand over the spirit stone as quickly as possible!"

…

At this time, everyone around them was interested in the old beggar's treasure, and they didn't want to offend the fat man, so they all scolded him.

"Shut the hell up!"

The wretched fat man's face turned cold, and his aura suddenly surged!

A strong pressure spread out, and everyone present, except Chu Yan and the old beggar, had ugly faces.

Such strength, a powerful infant tribulation!

"Haha, fellow Daoist, are you going to bully us with your nine infant tribulations?"

Chu Yan smiled faintly. Now that his divine consciousness has reached the extreme ninety-nine strands of the Golden Core Stage, he can tell what the other party's cultivation level is!

Nine infant tribulations?

Everyone was shocked and their faces changed drastically. That was a strong man who had half a foot into the Nascent Soul Stage! It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an invincible existence under the Nascent Soul Stage. This fat man is such a strong man?

"Humph, so what if I bully you? In the world of cultivating immortals, the big fist is the truth. If you are weird, you should blame me for meddling in things that you shouldn't be meddling in!"

The wretched fat man snorted coldly and spit out a knife-shaped magic weapon from his mouth. This magic weapon swelled in the wind and finally turned into a two or three meters wide and five or six meters long. It was held in the hand of the wretched fat man and carried on his shoulder!

The momentum of this magic weapon was terrifying. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance. It was definitely a top-grade magic weapon. It was no worse than the flying sword refined by the old beggar. With the strength of the wretched fat man who had experienced nine infant tribulations, it was absolutely invincible below the Nascent Soul stage.

"Little ghost, get out of here now, I can spare your life!"

The wretched fat man snorted coldly. He was still a little afraid that no one had come to the state below for hundreds of years. In his opinion, although the young man in front of him was only at the first level of the Golden Core stage, he was definitely not an ordinary person!

The old beggar did not speak, but took out the wine gourd again, took a sip, and looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

"No need, Daoyou said something very right!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly and said to the wretched fat man.

Being stared at by Chu Yan's smiling eyes, the wretched fat man couldn't help but feel nervous and said, "What are you talking about?"

"That is..."

"Swoosh!"

When Chu Yan was halfway through his words, he disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared one meter in front of the wretched fat man. His right hand had turned into a giant bone palm. The three white tiger phantoms behind him roared and slapped him down!

"Bang!"

The wretched fat man didn't react at all, and was hit on the head by this extremely fierce palm!

Chu Yan raised his giant bone palm and smiled faintly: "You are right. In the world of cultivating immortals, the bigger the fist, the harder the truth!"

At this time, the wretched fat man was miserable. His waist and below were slapped into the ground. This palm shattered his clothes, revealing the big white fat meat!

Shocking, absolutely shocking!

The wretched fat man was a strong man who had experienced nine infant tribulations. He was solved by the young man from Xiazhou without even a chance to resist. How could this young man be so evil? Is he really in the Jindan stage?

Now Chu Yan has reached the great perfection of the Jindan stage, and has many treasures on him. He can almost sweep away the strong men below the middle stage of the Yuanying stage. He is not afraid of even the cultivators in the Yuanying stage. It is not easy to deal with this fat man who has not yet reached the Yuanying stage!

"Little ghost, do you know that I am..."

"Boom!"

The fat man shook his dizzy head and just halfway through the words, he saw the black shadow falling again.

Chu Yan also controlled the strength of this palm, raised the white bone giant palm and smiled lightly: "Only people with no ability will mention the background. Don't tell me that your father is the second generation of immortals. Now this identity is not worth much. Now all the ruthless people are the first generation of immortals!"

The people around were numbed by the sight. This young man who seemed to be in his twenties was too evil! This is simply a complete abuse!

"You bastard, if you..."

"Bang!"

The fat man bared his teeth, and was slapped down by another palm as soon as he said that.

"You are so confident, it seems that I was too gentle!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, and the white bone giant palm fell again. If it were any other day, Chu Yan would not have the leisure to take care of such trivial matters, but now he had to ask the old beggar for help, so he did his best.

"Little ghost, you..."

"Bang!"

"I said, don't..."

"Bang!"

"Fuck..."

"Bang!"

...

After dozens of palms were slapped down, the fat man's whole body was only left with his head on the ground. Chu Yan sighed that this guy's head was really hard. He was not gentle enough, but he didn't bleed at all!