After Practicing Wuxiang Demon Art, I Become a Strong Enemy's Wife

"Don't go too far, 400 spirit stones are still negotiable." The stall owner's tone was already somewhat angry.

"Then let's get 400 spirit stones, you and I will make concessions, let's talk, you can sell it or not."

"Sell it, pay for it with one hand, and deliver the goods with one hand. If I wasn't in a hurry to use the spirit stone, how could I sell it to you so cheaply." After hesitating for a long time, the stall owner agreed.

"Hey, wise choice."

It's just that when it was time to pay, the female cultivator surnamed Yang flipped through the storage ring, and finally showed a surprised expression, "I'm going...is there only so many spirit stones left?"

There are only more than 200 spirit stones in the storage ring, which is less than half of the [-] spirit stones.

While talking, the female cultivator surnamed Yang also caught Su Ming's attention, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Qin, can you..."

"No." Before the female cultivator surnamed Yang could finish speaking, Su Ming refused decisively.

"Hey.. I haven't had time to say anything yet, so you just say you can't?" Thinking of Su Ming's possible rejection, the female cultivator surnamed Yang didn't expect her to refuse so decisively.

"You don't need to think about it to know that you want to borrow money or not."

Are you kidding me, Su Ming himself is poor and white now, so he has received such a small amount of salary in his hands. Although he doesn't need it now, it will definitely not be enough in the future.If you lend it to someone you meet by chance, doing this kind of behavior is no different from throwing money in the water for nothing, and you will be even more unable to save the money.

Of course, what Su Ming thinks is such a small salary, the standard is relative to the original her, that is, Su Ming, who is the junior uncle of Wanmozong.In fact, the salary Lin Tian gave her is already a huge sum of money for a monk in the Qi Condensation Realm. Five mid-level spirit stones for a month, after two months, Su Ming already has 5 middle-level spirit stones. Yes, and with some miscellaneous subsidies, there are more than 10 low-level spirit stones.

"Cut, stingy, forget it, shopkeeper, see if you want these materials, if not, I'll go to the pawn shop to appraise and sell them."

Now she just scolds Su Ming for being stingy. If she knows that Su Ming has ten middle-level spirit stones and more than 2000 low-level spirit stones, she will probably call her an iron cock.

"No, I just want the spirit stone."

"Okay, I'm going to the pawn shop, I'll be back later."

After saying hello to Su Ming, the female cultivator surnamed Yang went outside.

The pawn shop she was talking about was also inside the black market, just at the fork next to the trading center.

There, the black market will recycle some materials at a price lower than the market price. If you don't have a lot of money but continue to use spirit stones, you can only exchange the materials for some money at a pawn shop.

I'm afraid that with the character of the female nun surnamed Yang who is so penny-pinching, she will be torn up with the pawnbrokers for a while, and she has nothing to do, so Su Ming just wandered around by herself, just in time to find that Boiling Blood Pill origin.

I don't know what Lin Tian is going to do. He shouldn't be doing business at this time, right?Forget it, she didn't bother to care about it anymore, and helping Lin Tian with investigations was just a matter of incident, mainly because she was really curious about these weird things.

At first, she also thought that this place was a place where evil cultivators gather, but after careful observation, there are mixed fish and dragons here, and not all of them are the kind of crazy evil cultivators.In other words, this place is simply a place where some contraband is traded, a gray area without supervision.

And even if they are evil cultivators, it seems that not all of them are murderous people. Some people seem to be more inclined to plant mushrooms on corpses, practice on graves, and so on. Think about it...it seems a little cute?

If it is said that evil cultivators can be divided into carnivorism and vegetarianism, then the vegetarian cultivators who do not kill people but simply use some strange methods to cultivate themselves do not seem to be worth resisting.

It's as if the Wanmo sect separated its own magic path from the magic path cultivated by the so-called "evil demons".These guys who are defined as demons, perhaps not all of them are vicious people.

But just when Su Ming seemed to realize something and found that he also seemed to have prejudice against the so-called demons, there was a commotion not far from her, and there seemed to be many people watching.

Driven by curiosity, Su Ming also squeezed over to observe what happened.

Finally squeezed out from the crowd and arrived at the center of the incident, Su Ming saw a slightly thin guy half sitting on the ground at a glance.

As if he was punched by someone, the cloak that originally covered his face fell off, revealing an immature youthful face, and his face was bruised, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked extremely embarrassed and horrible.

The beating guy seemed to be the owner of a stall, looking down at the young man from a high position, with a look of disdain for him.

"Stinky boy, don't be ignorant of flattery. I'm a seller, not a philanthropist. If you want to buy my Chiyuelu, you have to bring enough spirit stones. Otherwise, get out of here."

Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, the young man still looked resolute, and said with a wry smile, "Master, I beg you, please, my teacher is seriously injured and needs Chi Yuelu urgently." To save a lifeline, I have a few bottles of blood dew pill here, let’s offset some of the spirit stones first, and the rest will be on credit for the time being, and I will make up for it to you in the future, if you don’t believe me, I can also swear by the devil.”

Hearing the young man's remarks, the stall owner still just sneered, and kicked the young man fiercely, "On credit, the devil swears? Even so, how many years will it take you for such a humble and lowly thing to earn enough money?" Many spirit stones?"

"Besides, since you can teach someone like you, your master must be the same bastard as you. If a precious treasure like Chi Yuelu is used on him, it can only be said to be a waste of money. .”

The young man who was already on the verge of death, when he heard the person in front of him insulting his master, his eyes turned red instantly.

"You can humiliate me, but I don't allow you to insult my master!" He stood up with support, and punched the stall owner unsteadily.

It's just that such a ridiculous attack was destined to be impossible to hit. The boy's fist was empty, but he was knocked down again by the stall owner.

Looking at the young man who fell to the ground again, the stall owner said with a sneer, "Well, if you want to, just kneel down and kowtow to me a few times. Woolen cloth."

"You..." The boy who fell on the ground was trembling with anger, but... thinking of the master who was still lying on the sick bed, he still struggled to get up, as if he was about to kneel down to the stall owner.

"Don't kneel!" But at this moment, Su Ming stood up and held the young man to prevent him from kneeling.At the same time, she looked at the stall owner with cold eyes, and there was a cold glow in her eyes.

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Chapter 84 Gestures

The black market has rules of the black market, one of which is the prohibition of fighting.

It's just that a few staff members wearing white cloaks didn't stop them. They just watched the show with such relish, and obviously felt that there was nothing wrong with what the stall owner did.

Rules are dead, but people are alive. As organizers of the black market, they must protect the interests of buyers and sellers at the same time, and this young man is neither a seller, but it is far-fetched to say he is a buyer.

At best, he is a poor poor ghost, weak in strength, weak in cultivation, and weak in foundation.For him to offend the stall owner whose cultivation level is clearly above the spirit-opening state, it is better to just sit back and do nothing.

And the surrounding onlookers have almost the same mentality. In the world of cultivating immortals, the weak have no reason to say, and even the rules that have been formulated are to give way to the interests of the strong, not to protect the weak.

So Su Ming suddenly stood up, it seemed that he had some intentions to stand up for the youth, and everyone was stunned.

"What kind of Chiyuelu is this, and how many spirit stones, I bought them." Sensing the gazes around him, Su Ming just said so indifferently.

Even the boy was stunned. For a while, he didn't know what to say. How should I put it? Although Su Ming really seemed to want to help him, he couldn't believe it.

In the past few days, he has been running around, looking for medical treatment for his benefactor who has lost his temper, and finally found Chiyuelu in the black market that can relieve symptoms.

Chiyuelu was expensive, and in order to raise funds, he was used to the coldness and warmth of people. Some so-called friends before heard that the master who protected him had gone crazy and came to borrow money for it, and they were very alienated from him.

This is the case with those who are close to him, and he doesn't expect strangers to lend a helping hand. Frustrated, he is just making the last attempt today to see if he can get Chi Yuelu on credit from the stall owner. Yes, but it turned out to be such a humiliation.

At this time, the stall owner looked at Su Ming for a while, and felt that Su Ming's aura was in the Qi Condensation state. It's still a lot worse than that.

Judging from the aura on his body, it seems that it is not a demon cultivator, but a righteous monk, but this is not surprising. There are not many righteous monks participating in transactions in the black market, but there are also [-] to [-] percent. After all, there are not only evil monks in the black market. Repairing materials, some common rare materials are also available.

"Haha, I thought who it was, it turned out to be a so-called righteous person who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, the price of this Chiyuelu is five thousand spirit stones, if you can afford it, I don't mind letting you do it for a while hero."

Five thousand spirit stones is already an astronomical figure for a monk in the Qi Condensation Realm, and even for a veteran monk in the Spirit Opening Realm, it is a huge sum of money.

"Five thousand spirit stones? I thought how expensive it was, and then, these are five middle-level spirit stones."

While speaking, Su Ming counted the spirit stones in the storage ring, took five middle-level spirit stones, put them in a cloth bag and threw them away.

Although there was some pain in his heart, Su Ming expressed a little indifference in his tone.

The stall owner caught the cloth bag and counted it. There were really five middle-level spirit stones. Although he was a little surprised, he was not procrastinating. He also threw the bottle of Chiyuelu in his hand, which was caught by Su Ming.

"Tsk tsk, what a fool with a lot of money, I have seen it today." The stall owner said with a sneer.

Su Ming ignored the stall owner for a while, but turned to look at the boy.

"This is the Chiyuelu you want, take it."

"I..." The boy didn't have the consciousness to pick it up for a while, but Su Ming forcibly stuffed it into his hand.

"Since you can kneel down for your master's life, accepting such a small gift is nothing."

After being silent for a long time, the young man took a deep breath, struggled to get up, and was about to kneel down to thank Su Ming again, but was stopped by him.

"Did you forget what I said? Don't kneel!"

The young man looked at Su Ming in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"A man should be self-improving. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you can only kneel down to your teachers and parents. I hope you can remember this."

The young man's complexion became extremely complicated, and he nodded, "Yes, my lord, thank you so much, these five thousand spirit stones..."

"I'll talk about it later. Now, I have other things to do."

While talking, Su Ming turned his head and looked at the stall owner with cold eyes, "No matter what this kid did wrong, you beat him, scolded him, or even insulted his master, these are too much, I'm asking you to apologize to him right now!"

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, then a strange look appeared on his face, and then he laughed loudly, "Apologize, you, let me apologize to him?"

"Why, you don't want to?" Su Ming's face hidden under the cloak seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

The stall owner laughed for a while, but he didn't make his words too harsh. After all, Su Ming made such a big deal without mentioning the price, which can be regarded as making him a small fortune. Buying and selling, breaking the rules, it is only natural for me to beat him, I don't think I have any reason to apologize to him."

"You're making unreasonable words. It's not right for him to break the rules, but it's not right for you to hit someone. Besides, I'll pay for him now." Su Ming's eyes became even colder.

"So what if he speaks unreasonably. He is weak and lowly, but he repeatedly provokes my dignity. Why not punish him?" The stall owner said confidently.

"It seems that the reasoning doesn't make sense?" Su Ming raised his eyes.

"Reasonable? That's why I told you so much because you paid the money. In the world of cultivating immortals, fists are the last word." The stall owner sneered.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll tell you the hard truth."

While speaking, Su Ming's breath surged, and he seemed to be about to make a move, but he was stopped by the boy next to him.

"What are you stopping me for?"

But the young man said hastily, "I have learned what my lord thinks, but as expected, forget it. He is a cultivator in the spiritual realm. Your lord...you can't beat him. Besides, fighting is not allowed in the black market."

"Oh, fighting is not allowed? Then why did he hit you just now, but nothing happened?"

The young man was silent, but Su Ming also noticed the thoughts of those insiders in white clothes. These people seemed to have locked their breath on Su Ming. As long as she made a move, these people would definitely make a move at the same time. famous stall owner.

In this way, it is definitely irrational to shoot directly.

Just when Su Ming didn't know how to vent his anger, the stall owner said provocatively, "You want to fight with me?"

"So what?"

"Well, I will accompany you. Although private fighting is not allowed in the black market, it is allowed in prescribed places, as long as you pay enough fees."

"Oh, interesting, so, how do you want to make gestures."

"If you win, I will not only apologize to this kid, I will give back the five thousand spirit stones before. If you lose, let this kid kneel down and kowtow to me, and then you will give me another five thousand spirit stones."

Chapter 85 Folding Fan

The gambling between the two made a lot of noise, and most of the people in the black market gathered around again.

The stall owner probably thinks that Su Ming is not short of money, so it shouldn’t be surprising that he can take out another five thousand spirit stones. In this case, if you have money, it’s not worth it.

As for Su Ming, she just wanted to let out a sigh of relief. That's right, seeing the miserable appearance of the young man, she had put herself into her own situation.

After all, seeing that kid is like seeing the previous self, and this stall owner looks even more hateful than Lin Tian, ​​after all, Lin Tian didn't scold her master like that.

After signing the betting agreement and taking out the other five mid-level spirit stones in his pocket as a bet, Su Ming stepped onto the ring.

On the other side, the stall owner also stood on the stage, seeing that Su Ming really took out enough spirit stones, he also showed a bit of greed on his face, "Tsk tsk, it seems that you are more powerful than I imagined." If you have money, you can take out so many spirit stones for nothing, but you don't feel bad at all."

Su Ming sneered, "Of course I don't feel bad, anyway, I will get back double soon."

"You are confident, but I will let you understand what is called the gap in realm!"

While talking, the stall owner also grinned grinningly and began to operate the kung fu. Some black ghostly aura floated around him, and with the cover of the cloak, his aura became even more sinister.

A yellow bone stick appeared in his hand, and under its urging, a blue-purple strange will-o'-the-wisp shot out from the tip of the bone stick, flying towards Su Ming.

Sensing the ominous breath coming from the will-o'-the-wisp, Su Ming frowned slightly, not to mention how powerful this thing is, the cursed breath alone is a bit of a headache, if it is really hit, it may be There are some unforeseen consequences, such as mana stagnation, poor blood circulation, etc. Anyway, neither of them is a good result.

So she retreated quickly, as if she had dodged the blow, but the blue-purple will-o'-the-wisp turned around like a tarsal maggot and rushed over again.

Su Ming stepped back a few more steps, while forming a formula with both hands, he sent out several fireballs one after another.

After sending out three fireballs, this blue-purple will-o'-the-wisp was barely offset.