"You’re from the Ganyang Sect." Yan Xiu saw his identity at a glance from his cassock. "This time, it’s not because of our sect’s hatred."
Bai Feng didn’t answer directly, but took a look at Yan Xiu and finally stopped his black iron shield before saying, "Compared with this black iron shield, it’s just a nine-day gate … it’s really nothing. There are hundreds of sects that have been enemies with Ganyang Gate. How can we have the time to remember them one by one?"
"It’s really the first breath of the nine schools." Yan Xiu snorted. "So you asked me to persuade me to abandon the secret vote?"
"Don’t talk empty words in front of real people. That’s what I mean." The name of Ganyangmen, Bai Feng, doesn’t say that the whole ascension realm also knows that it is always so simple and direct to recruit younger brothers in Ganyangmen-we will accept you if you are good! If you want to become more powerful, you must join us in the first-class cultivation environment of Ascension to Heaven-this is the greatest natural advantage of Ganyangmen.
"It seems that Daoyou still hesitates?" Bai Feng looked at Yan Xiu with a faint expression and said-Yan Xiu didn’t promise this way immediately, which was out of his expectation, probably because the Yan Xiu couldn’t understand the specific meaning of Ganyang Gate, and Bai Feng opened his mouth and said, "If you promise to join us in Ganyang Gate, I can dial at least 300 pieces for you in the first year of Lingshi."
300 spiritual stones a year is an unimaginable sum for many ordinary practitioners-this is equivalent to the amount that many people can accumulate in decades.
And Bai Feng hasn’t finished yet. He says it’s at least 300 pieces-Ganyangmen attaches great importance to all kinds of instruments. Even if he goes in, it’s not impossible to double it and then double it again.
Bai Feng can imagine that this famous Chinese saying will probably become an important figure in their Ganyangmen after being trained with this shield-this shield is a nightmare for all hostile sects.
"Not hesitating" Yan Xiu gently shook his head and said that at this time, he gently pointed to a small box in this stall and said, "If your school has attracted my mind just by looking at my shield, I implore your school to look at it for a while."
"What do you mean?" Bai Feng frowned and made him feel a kind of unutterable emotion-the other party seems to be dismissive of the potential is blazing and dry, and his words obviously have another meaning
Bai Feng followed the position pointed by his hand and looked at the box surface. It also said that the price tag did not look like a valuable instrument. The store only marked the price of two lingshi-but this thing is obviously not particularly worth buying.
Because everyone knows a basic truth that things are scarce and expensive, and this stall owner obviously knows this basic business logic, there are a lot of such small boxes in this whole booth, and at first glance, there are more than a hundred.
Bai Feng, the expert in speech repair, handed one of them to Bai Feng and said to him, "You’ll know as soon as you get there."
Bai Feng’s knowledge of God swept away briefly and knew that it was an ordinary unacknowledged master instrument-generally speaking, it was impossible to make it, but it was not absolutely some ordinary inferior instruments. Even if he denied the Lord’s forced urging, it also had some effect. He tried to urge the gods-this moment, the familiar feeling of the pre-match scene surged again-his knowledge seemed to be sucked away by this small box for an instant.
Friend 16 asked me to take a message to your door.
Bai Feng tried to control his expression so that he didn’t look so flustered. His face seemed calm, but he kept trying to connect gods and knowledge in secret, so he carried his sword on his back.
If it’s normal for him to move his mind, the flying sword should naturally be drawn. Whether it’s fighting or rushing, it’s like an arm’s length. Long-term habits make every flying man accustomed to seeing the flying sword as a part of his body.
Now this part is like being amputated suddenly, and it has completely lost its control and induction ability.
Look at the people around them. They all obviously noticed this anomaly as Bai Feng did. Many people’s faces showed a look of horror. Some people who watched the speech repair competition projected their eyes at the speech repair, but they were afraid to really ask. Obviously, they all acquiesced that this was a speech repair shop.
Yan Xiu didn’t deny or respond. Looking at Bai Feng, he looked at him with his eyes closed. Every blood vessel in his forehead was forced out because of nervousness. He has seen enough of this expression in recent competitions.
Yan Xiu knows that this situation is almost the conscious response of every practitioner. They are trying to send out the perception of gods and connect everything they are familiar with.
Just as a person who has just had his leg sawed will always consciously try to walk normally on one leg again-it is obviously impossible to deny anger and refuse to accept frustration-if the flying people are left in this environment for a long time, they can fully experience the whole emotional process.
When fighting, most people can feel the first two emotions just like Bai Feng-his current emotions are obvious but he denies that his psychological consciousness thinks this phenomenon is extremely unreasonable-even though he has experienced it once before.
After repeating this denial again and again, the whole person will become impatient and angry, just like his opponent in the competition, but it is meaningless to be angry with the flying man in this situation-because this state means that the flying man’s force has been deprived by the Ministry
Yan Xiu is to let Bai Feng experience this effect. When Bai Feng tried for a few minutes and almost gave up, he said to Bai Feng, "Actually, this thing is not that complicated. You see, it needs to be like this."
Bai Feng opened his eyes and saw that Yan Xiu picked up this small box in his hand, pressed a button gently, and then just locked his gods. The invisible and intangible force disappeared in an instant. He flew his sword, others around his lingshi, others flew his sword, his instruments and lingshi-all at a glance, and the whole world returned to normal, as if those moments were just an illusion.
Bai Feng looked down at this small square box in front of him, but the palm of his hand was not the size of a small stall. He wouldn’t look at it-because it didn’t feel like a weapon after it was finished.
But now Bai Feng knows that this weapon is almost the most terrible weapon for practitioners, which is even more incredible than the master’s finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger-finger- But if you want him to start, even if he picks Jin Xian, I’m afraid he can’t escape from it.
"This thing?" Bai Feng stared at this stall, this pile of boxes and the two Lingshi price tags, and his heart was horrified like the waves rolling-I don’t know how long this stall has been set up, and I don’t know how much this thing has been sold! It’s dangerous to have this thing dry at Yangmen! Nine gates are in danger! Ascension to heaven is in danger!
"Brother Dao got it from this many …" The intense emotion surge in his chest made Bai Feng’s tone of voice tremble. "Brother Dao is so urgent that he sells two Lingshi! ! ！”
"Are two Lingshi very cheap?" Yan Xiu shrugged his shoulders and stood by his hand-he still learned this from Wu Xiaoqing. "I sold it for many days and many people think it’s too expensive. I thought if I still can’t sell it, it’s not impossible to reduce the price to a lingshi and send it out."
Bai Feng gas forehead hair almost all want to stand up to protest but afraid to attract the attention of people around low drink a way "brother don’t know this multiplier matter! Get rid of this stall! "
Yan Xiu shook his head gently and said, "But it’s no good. This goods are entrusted by friends, and I just sell them on behalf of them."
"If that’s the case, two pieces of lingshi and one piece of our dry gate will be covered, and you will come with me to dry the gate, and I will cash it immediately."
Yan Xiu looked at Bai Feng and looked at this pile of * and shook his head again. "Your move made me really difficult. My friend told me that if someone from the nine schools came to buy it, the price would have to be changed."
Bai Feng turned cold. "How much do you want?"
Yan Xiu chuckled, "My friend said that all the people in the nine schools must be knowledgeable. If you want to sell 200 Lingshi, you will not bargain."
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