Master, you think too much

Amidst the dissatisfaction of the monks, several monks stepped over the bench and entered the circle.

After making a fuss for a while, the dissatisfaction had to gradually subside.

There is no way, none of the things this young man puts out are priceless, and I am afraid that they will not appear in the cultivation world in the past ten years.

"You can choose whatever you want." Su Boli smiled.

Several monks scrambled to the front of Subori, pushing and yelling at each other, for fear that someone would snatch what they were looking for.

There are still a few who are indifferent, but their eyes are always on the stall, I am afraid that they are not as relaxed as they seem on the surface.

The movements of several fighting monks were too large, and they almost kicked the street stall in Su Boli.

Su Boli frowned, and said coolly, "Be careful! If you destroy the spirit grass, spirit fruit and spar, you will pay for it with spirit stones. Don't worry, I will never give up if you don't let you lose your pants. of."

A few monks shook their heads, and they were much more honest.They hold a lot of things in their hands, but they still stare at me dissatisfied, and I hurt each other with my eyes.

The few reserved monks who didn't come to pick them all turned dark.

Sangzi was fascinated by his apprentice's protagonist, Fan Zhong, and unconsciously rubbed his gentle body against his apprentice's face, and his little tail hooked his neck affectionately.

Protagonist!This deity wants to kneel down and sing Conquer for you!

Su Poli was so rubbed that his heart trembled wildly, he really... wished he could hold Master in his arms and rub him, not letting go of his little ears, little paws, and little tail!Or bury your face in Master's fluffy soft belly...

... It is a blessing to be able to die on the soft belly of Master!

Seeing the protagonist standing there for a long time and not responding, Sangzi slapped him on the forehead.

main character!Don't be a fool, it's time to collect money!

Su Boli blinked, and it took a long time to recover from the fluffy and soft belly of the master.

Then he said in a deep voice, "Have you decided? You must buy as much as you choose! Credit is not supported, and the price is set by me, which is definitely higher than the reserve price."

Do you sell anything like this?Several monks frowned and put down the things in their hands.There is no way, who let this transaction be in the hands of this young man with a complexion.

"Then, fellow cultivator, how many spirit stones is a Chuyingguo?" One of the slightly older monks standing aside squatted down and pointed at the Chuyingguo.

The handle of the whisk he holds is bronze in color, the whisks are long and slender, pure white like snow, really beautiful.

The little milk cat's eyes lit up, and it threw itself on the whisk to hang.

The monk looked embarrassed, and wanted to get the cat away, but worried that Su Boli would be unhappy, so he didn't sell Chuyingguo to him.

Su Boli hurriedly said, "No, I don't need money, you can exchange it with your fly whisk... If you don't want to..."

"Yes, of course!" The monk hurriedly handed the whisk and the cat to Subury.Consciously picked up the biggest baby fruit, and left happily.

Su Boli silently swallowed "Give me another one".

The whisk was a defensive low-grade spiritual weapon that he had bought for four thousand high-grade spirit stones, and it could only defend against three attacks from Nascent Soul Stage cultivators. Birds are used... and the first baby fruit is worth more than ten times the value of the whisk!

This is the feeling of exchanging junk for gold.

"Then I want one too..." One of the monks who gathered around at the beginning quickly picked up a new baby fruit.

"[-] high-grade spirit stones, no bargaining."

"But..." the monk became anxious, pointing at Fu Chen, "Obviously only..."

"I will set the price." Su Boli said happily, his eyes were glued to the master who was waving his little paws and scratching the dust fly.

The monk clenched and loosened his fist, loosened and tightened again, and left angrily with a cold snort.

"If you need anything, you can report it."

"One baby fruit, one ice spirit fruit, two spiritual cultivating plants... two Xuangui soul crystals, three jade weaving stones, one... what kind of branch is this?" A handsome young monk asked. asked curiously.

"Bingling branch, give it to the teacher... the ground for the little milk cat to grind its claws." Su Boli scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

The little kitten in his arms paused, put down the messy whisk and let it go, raised his paw and patted Su Boli's knee.

The young monk in front of him was at least at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was the highest-ranked monk in the circle, and he was also the only one who didn't use his spiritual sense to sweep Su Boli's cultivation base.

——Of course, it's useless even if you use your spiritual sense to scan it, there is a guy in the core of Sang Zi who is at the stage of transforming into a god!

Su Boli understood, and his smile deepened, "I don't know if you are a craftsman or an alchemist. With such a big deal, if you buy it for others, it's better to invite them to come to the stage in person."

The implication is "Do you think I am a canteen here? You can help whoever you want to bring, no sincerity!".

"No, no, senior, don't get me wrong, I can make alchemy, and I can also practice some weapons." The young monk quickly explained, even changing the title.

There is no separation of alchemy and equipment refining, they all burn things in the stove, and alchemists who can refine equipment have not appeared before in the history of the cultivation world.

Sangzi was overjoyed, such an alchemist couldn't be better.

Alchemy generally uses plants such as herbs and fruits as materials, while refining equipment uses minerals such as spar as materials.However, although refining golden elixir or true essence from the flesh belongs to alchemy, the actual operation is inseparable from weapon refining.

Those guys from Mu Yunzong must have figured this out too... The most important thing is that their apprentices are the protagonists!

The word "halo" behind the protagonist is not just for fun!

Is it this guy?Su Boli looked down at the master's reaction, half-truthfully praised the young monk, "Amazing! You are so young and promising!"

As a (true) old man who maintained his youthful appearance with the help of pills, the (false) young man couldn't hold back his smile.

But the spiritual consciousness swept over by this "senior" is unfathomable, and I am afraid that it is not only a few levels higher than his own.In addition, I have asked him for it, so it's not easy to tear my face...

I was extremely depressed in my heart, and I muttered to myself, senior, are you praising me or mocking me... On the surface, I had to apologize, "Yes, yes."

How immodest!

Su Boli's impression of him immediately dropped several points.

Sangzi yawned, half covered her face with her little paws, and squeezed her eyes at Su Poli secretly.

It's just that this action and expression are so cute...

Su Boli pinched his thigh secretly, trying to cut off such rebellious delusions of wanting to hug Master and rub his stomach.

He calmly exhaled, tearing his gaze away from Master with all his might... He waved his hands to let him get closer, and asked in a low voice, "May I ask, how long have you been in Muyun City? Tell the truth."

The pseudo-young monk froze for a moment, with a bad feeling in his heart, but in front of this "senior" with unfathomable cultivation, he could only answer honestly, "Yes, for ten days."

Sang Zi licked his paws and continued to exert coercion.

"Do you live in Muyun City?"

"Ah? No," the pseudo-young monk shook his head, his guilty eyes drifting around. "A few days ago, people from the Muyun Sect invited me to be a guest in their sect. Who knew that such a tragedy would happen..."

Of course, it was not as simple as being a guest for Mu Yunzong to find him.It's just that he absolutely can't tell about this matter, even if he dies, otherwise it won't be as simple as destroying a sect.

The little milk cat sneezed hard.

Su Boli nodded, he understood in his heart, and didn't ask any more questions.

The pseudo-young monk was disturbed by his thoughtful appearance, thinking that the spiritual consciousness of this top monk would know what he was thinking, right?

Just thinking about it is horrifying!

Su Boli held the cat in his left hand and the whisk in his right, and slowly got up, walking back without looking back.

The boss rushed up, lifted the four corners of the coarse cloth, and carried back the unsold spiritual fruits, spiritual grasses and crystals in Subo back to the shop like a thief.

"Senior?" The young monk was anxious, "Senior, please bid, I really want to buy."

The senior stopped, but he didn't look back or turn around, just stood motionless.But the little white cat in his arms leaned half its body towards him, and blinked at him several times with its beautiful big eyes like a soul.

The pseudo-young monk was completely intoxicated, and he was willing to drown in the eyes of the little milk cat.

But soon the "senior" held the beautiful little white cat into his arms.Just like that, its little paws squeezed out from the armpit of the "predecessor" and waved vigorously at itself.

The pseudo-young cultivator sighed while clutching his trembling heart.

Really, what should I do... such a small one can hook up with men!

"Senior, wait for me!"

Su Boli walked in front, and the pseudo-young monk and monk followed behind at a distance of three feet.At first some people followed, but Sangzi used his divine sense to hold him down, and those who followed had to leave in embarrassment.

The legendary protagonist, Mr. Mifen, a pseudo-young monk, has even more respect for his "predecessors".

Followed the "senior" out of the city silently all the way, and turned into an old house outside the city.

This old courtyard is one of the real estate that Sangzi once bought. The layout is exquisite, and the surrounding aura is also abundant.

Sangzi squinted her eyes, thinking that it had been more than 200 years since she lived here last time, but due to the establishment of the dust-proof circle, it didn't look dilapidated.

Su Boli arranged for him to stand in the inner courtyard of the old house for a while, then hid himself in one of the middle rooms, and went into the space to get out the flame tiger, the two monsters of Jin Mo and the burner.

The pseudo-young monk blinked his eyes and sighed that this senior is really different!He really left himself here!

"Come in." Su Boli pushed half the door open and nodded to him.

The middle room chosen by Subori is relatively high - there is a section of white jade steps below!At this time, his back was facing the sun again, and even with the door half open, the inside of the house still looked as dark as midnight.

"Are all the alchemy and weapon refining materials I want really in there?" The pseudo-young monk gritted his teeth.

"Yes, believe it or not, if you don't believe it, you can leave now." When Su Boli thought that this guy was about to turn his master (corpse) into ashes, his heart seemed to burn with anger, and his attitude became much worse.

"Believe it, of course you believe it!"