I'm afraid of myself

It is not difficult to understand, it can only be said to be a well-known and whim-like transaction.

When He Jinyang first came to the cultivation world, he was extremely short of supplies to survive here. Although there were winds blowing in the west, he never had the temperament of relying on others to survive, so the stall owner's premeditated plan was right in his hands.

Judging from the sight of someone staring at him when he was close to the stall, the stall owner is obviously not a simple character, and such a person wants to calculate himself, so if he doesn't dig out something, he will definitely be sorry for his empty pockets, but he can get a favor It was also a surprise.

Although according to what the stall owner said at the beginning, it was simply a cunning idea of ​​earning Lingshi and throwing troubles on himself, but Jinyang was not as brave and foolish as he showed, and he followed his will to put himself sold.

After all, the mysterious stall owner, who looks ordinary but only needs a spirit weapon of low-grade spirit stones, is replaced by a greedy person here, and he probably thinks he has hit a big luck.In particular, the stall owner also intentionally revealed some unclear information. Most of the things in the world that can be fought over and snatched from others are good things. It really seems like destiny to have this thing in your hands, but if you think about it, it's just a routine!

He Jinyang seems to have been tricked into it, but when he got the item, he immediately showed his force, pierced through the other party's cunning, every word was full of threats, and he was so cautious that he didn't seem to have just stepped into a trap, thinking that he was a "lucky guy" "The reckless monk.

But the other party doesn't seem to know good and evil. After the conspiracy was revealed, he calmly left a message of favor as compensation. Although he doesn't know who he is, He Jinyang has a feeling that this favor will come in handy sooner or later, but at present The ones that are most useful to him are those icy stones.

Ice stone is a mineral that is very suitable for exchanging spirit stones. Its quality is special and unique. One ice stone can be exchanged for two to three high-grade spirit stones. There must be a huge amount of ice stones that can be made into a whole puppet. , the quality must be very pure. It can be said that these icy cold stones that fell into He Jinyang's hands are already the entire assets of a small fairy sect.

He Jinyang, who suddenly changed from a poor family to a rich man, slowly brought himself and the stall owner's machine together one by one, opening and closing the folding fan frequently as the wind blows west.

After a while, Feng Chuixi sighed: "But at present, it seems that you have been calculated."

That is a magic weapon!

The level of danger is obvious.

The person who said to leave you a favor is still hidden in the mist, and the value of these ice cold stones can't be lower than the value of magic weapons.

Thinking of this, Feng Chuixi looked solemn.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Patting Zun Xi Danding who fell silent on the table, he seemed to want to throw this thing away very much.

He Jinyang thought for a moment and said, "No need to rush?"

"Not in a hurry?" Feng Feixi couldn't believe it.

He Jinyang nodded: "Since that person said that someone will come specially for it, then we will wait for it to come."

Feng Chuixi couldn't understand and said: "It's an enemy, not a friend. No matter how the other party looks at it, they won't be polite before fighting. Why are you provoking these people to come to your door?"

Although He Jinyang seemed to be full of confidence, he just didn't feel at ease. People who weren't from the cultivation world couldn't understand their fear of magic weapons.

According to common sense, Feng Chuixi's concerns are good, but it must also be said that out of the circle of cultivating immortals, He Jinyang sees far more than Feng Chuixi.

He Jinyang: "How can we deal with it if we don't do this?"

After he asked the rhetorical question, he really got a little confused about Feng Chuixi, Feng Chuixi thought about it carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Leave it to Leng Baijun, and then it will be handled by the Jiansheng Sect. Anyway, the Jiansheng Sect is also the leader of the righteous way, the magic weapon It is appropriate to hand over this kind of thing to them.”

He Jinyang looked calm, "Do you still remember what the stall owner said? He said that since I choose to pick it up, I can't 'throw it away'. Given the unreasonable nature of magic weapons, it's probably okay to give them away." Within this range."

Feng Chuxi was dumbfounded for a moment, there is really a possibility, but... "It's not so strict, is it?"

He Jinyang smiled and said, "Would you like to try it?" He fiddled with Zun Xi Danding's ears, "Try it on a magic weapon whose purpose is unknown but the harm is obvious?"

"Okay, okay, I know that my thoughts are inappropriate, but what can you do?" Feng Fuxi said with a serious face, "No matter who falls into the hands of a magic weapon, it cannot be handled by one person." But it is so harmful that it is not limited to only one person.

At this time, He Jinyang said unhurriedly: "There is another way."

Eyes wide open in surprise, Feng Chuixi twitched the corners of his mouth as if being fooled.

"You know what? I'm stupid for you to look so anxious."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," He Jinyang arched his hands, "It's just a test," he said generously, "Look, this is a magic weapon, and there must be more people who want it than a fairy weapon..."

No less.

Holding up the bottle of Xi Danding with one hand, He Jinyang said this with a lot of meaning.

Feng Chuixi looked at him for a moment, then said discouragedly, "It's even."

I have tempted you, you have tempted me, this matter has been said so far, and we will still be good friends in the future.

He Jinyang smiled slightly when he heard the words, and continued: "My idea must be a stupid idea. Wait until the person who wants it comes to the door and gives it to the other party."

Feng Fuxi: "...Are you serious?"

There is no difference between this way and no way!

He Jinyang smiled innocently, "Don't you think I can't help it? I'm alone and I don't have anything. No matter how you look at it, something like a magic weapon is too much trouble, so it's not right to give it to the person who wants it Just right?"

"..." Feng Chuixi was powerless to complain, so he could only do his best to say: "Aren't you afraid that the other party will take away the things and then chop you off?"

Of course, this idea is nonsense. Based on He Jinyang's display of cultivation strength, I am afraid that it is the power of the pillar realm. Although there are treasure-hunting and murders that may occur in the mortal world, there are also in the cultivation world, but they are silenced by a powerhouse at the level of Yuanshen On the body, how strong are those who need to come, there are only a handful of them in this world, right?

However, it cannot be ignored that people who follow magic weapons are generally not easy to mess with. The world is full of wonders, and there are many murderers who rely on strange spiritual weapons and magical weapons to challenge them.

Feng Feixi has never doubted the ability of people with bad intentions. Although they don't know what the situation is, they can always find a way to achieve their goals.

Seeing that Feng Chuixi was worried about him, a trace of warmth flashed in He Jinyang's eyes, and then his pupils were covered with cold reason again, and a few strands of his long bamboo-boned hair ran past his ears.

"Don't worry, I have a friend here, don't you?"

He couldn't hear any serious words, and the wind caused him to gasp for the first time.

"My friend, I was wrong, can you pretend that you don't know me?"

He Jinyang really seemed to be thinking seriously for a few seconds, then met his expectant eyes, and said word by word: "It's not a loss or a loss to make friends with Feng Chuixi."

Hearing him repeat what he had said, Feng Feixi had the urge to turn back time and go back to the past to slap himself in the mouth.

Helpless, there is no way... In short, due to various reasons, Feng Chuixi's own character can't let someone with some acquaintances face the danger alone, so he said: "When will it come?"

I don't know when it started, but he actually believed every word He Jinyang said.

And He Jinyang didn't disappoint him, he smiled slightly and said the word lightly.

That night, late at night.

An unexpected guest came to Wanjia Inn.

He walked briskly on the rubble of the roof without disturbing any warning formation, stopped above the room where He Jinyang was resting, and swung a murderous claw.

"It really came."

Just then, the sky brightened.

The bright golden light not only squinted the charming red eyes of the visitor, but also outlined the shallow outline of the person shaking the fan.

Feather fan towel wins a thousand miles.

Zhoufan seeks customers, establishes the past and realizes the present.

The feather fan in He Jinyang's hand shook slightly, and a huge dark green gemstone was fixed on the surface of the fan feather of the same color, reflecting the other party's unbelievable expression.

Hong Ling: "How did you know I would come?"

He Jinyang did not miss the viciousness in the other party's tone, and said slowly: "Do you need me to explain? Such a simple question?"

"..."

Hong Ling felt that her IQ was being challenged by the other party, but it was indeed a stupid question she asked.

Looking at the other party's formation, one can tell that he must know that he sent someone to monitor him, so it is not incomprehensible to use this to judge that he will appear tonight.

hateful!

After seeing the golden light, Hongling's expression remained indifferent, as if he had a handsome appearance of a person who had ascended from the sky, his teeth itched with hatred.

The golden eyelashes outline the well-shaped eyes, and the depths of the deep eyes flow with a careless brilliance, as if the things in front of you and the world are all in your hands, and you can take them at will.

The distance between Hongling and the other party, or the level, can be seen from the first glance.

How could this satisfy Hong Ling, who felt good, he just felt that he really wanted to eat the other party's meat and skin raw, take out the white bones and throw them into the wasteland for the wild dogs to eat.

With unfriendly eyes and an expression of hatred, He Jinyang seemed to understand something, and the black fluff on the tip of the white feather was on his lips.

"You don't seem to like me very much?"

Hong Ling snorted coldly, "Hand over the Zunxi Danding, and I will save your life."

"If you are talking about this magic weapon, it is indeed in my hands." He Jinyang waved his fan, and a bronze tripod appeared out of thin air, held up by the fan.

When Hong Ling saw her mission target, she screamed on the spot: "Hand it over! Hand it over!"

He Jinyang paused with a leisurely expression when encountering the magic sound.

The main body of Hongling is the spiritual plant of the real spirit world, and most of the spiritual cultivation produced in the real spirit world are divided into two parts, one is extremely extreme temperament, the other is extremely gentle temperament, so it is easy to see that the former is mostly devoted to the magic way, and the latter It is the right logistics.

Red water chestnut is a magical plant that devours the bone marrow of living people, eats the spiritual roots of monks, and nourishes itself with their flesh and blood.

Before he transformed, the land he lived in had to be fertile with fresh corpses, and after transforming he had to devour a large number of adult men to be satisfied.

Tao goes to extremes, which makes his character extremely impulsive and irritable.

Seeing Zun Xi Dan Ding at this moment, part of Hong Ling's body uncontrollably turned into its original shape, with a pair of bright red pupils and sharp eyes, looking like a monster hunting for food in the dark night, a gloomy and cold breath emanating from his body, The person who hid couldn't help why Jinyang broke into a cold sweat.

After all, He Jinyang has seen the big world, or Zhoufanmouke is not the type to be intimidated.

The combination of the two of them made He Jinyang's expression more and more indifferent. It was obviously a cold window on the roof, but it was a phantom that made him sit on a boat and pass through the mountains, where the water and the moon met.