Hey! They are not warriors, they are all immortals who have storage bags in legends.

I heard that there is a space in the storage bag for Sumeru, which allows you to put items in and carry them, which is extremely convenient.

Huang Tao, a businessman from Daliang, and this is the eighth time that he has been selling goods to Waiqiucheng.

His greatest wish is to trade a magical storage bag with a certain immortal, so that when he goes from north to south to sell goods, he will no longer have to hire a porter or a bodyguard. He can travel around the country with the storage bag alone.

However, in this Wuqiu City, it is not difficult to meet immortal cultivators. The difficulty is how to talk to them and how to trade with them.

The businessman Huang Tao has heard many legends in the Waste Qiu City. Some people collected some ores from various countries. When they set up stalls, they were discovered by a fairy. They took out elixirs that could prolong their lives. The man finally lived past a hundred years old.

Some people specialize in collecting fine wine from various countries, trying to attract good wine with the aroma of wine. As expected, his hard work paid off and he succeeded, but he only exchanged a truck of fine wine for a low-grade spirit stone.

Speaking of this spirit stone, it is even more of a divine object.

It is said that it is the currency traded by immortals and can also be used for cultivation. Even if mortals cannot practice after obtaining it, they can carry it with them every day and feel the spiritual energy day and night, and can still achieve the effect of being unable to invade all diseases and prolong life.

Of course, businessman Huang Tao was quite interested this time. Since he tasted the first sip of Maotai in Jinling City, he had such crazy ideas in his mind that he could not control his mind.

You must transport a batch of top-quality Moutai wine to Waste Qiucheng to trade with the immortals in exchange for the storage bag you dream of.

Huang Tao is very confident because he traveled around the world and had never drunk such mellow wine as Maotai.

Since those wines that are far inferior to Moutai can be favored by immortals, there is no reason why your Moutai will not be able to do it!

Not to mention, this Moutai liquor comes from the work of Tang Can, the reincarnation of Huode Xingjun, who is very popular recently.

Maotai liquor was also hyped by wine dealers from all walks of life, saying that it was a fairy wine that only exists in heaven.

It is famous for its unfair reputation, not to mention ordinary first-grade and second-grade Moutai. This top-grade Moutai is brewed with dragon-fang rice, which is extraordinary.

There is also legend that after drinking two jars of top-quality Maotai, the wine-in-law master became a saint in one day and was directly promoted from a congenital master to a martial saint, which brought a trace of mystery to the top-quality Maotai liquor, which caused many warriors to rush to buy it in a crazy manner.

Every time the best Moutai released by the Tang family was snatched away by various wine dealers before it even left the Tang Mansion to build a winery.

This time, Huang Tao really spent a high price to receive such a car of less than a hundred jars of top-quality Moutai.

He parked his car at the stall he rented. The rent was not cheap, so he only cost ten taels of silver a day. It was just a piece of paper the size of a palm, and it was no different from grabbing money.

However, looking at the potential customers who look like immortals, Huang Tao felt passionate and passionate inside.

I immediately opened a jar of top-quality Maotai without hesitation, and directly sprinkled it on the ground in front of the stall, and then let the autumn wind drift out the fragrance of the wine.

For a moment, the fragrance of the best Moutai liquor was floating on the entire street, which attracted countless people to look for it sideways.

"What wine is so fragrant? I have eaten all the fine wines from all over the country, but I have never smelled such a mellow fragrance!"

"Huh? This wine actually contains strong qi and blood power, wow! What a good guy. Someone is so useless to make wine with dragon teeth rice? I'm not afraid of the local monarch blaming it!"

"What a strong aroma of wine! Why is it more intense than the spiritual wine we brew with spiritual rice in the sect? Junior Brother Yang, take a look, where the smell comes from, buy some and honor the elders."

...

As expected, it is worthy of being the best Moutai liquor brewed by Tang Can. Whether it is a mortal, a warrior or an immortal cultivator, after smelling the strong aroma of the wine, they were attracted to Huang Tao's stall.

"Boss! What kind of wine are you? It's so mellow, how can you sell it? I've got a car full of it."

"Oh! Don't rob it! You want it all by yourself, what should we do?"

"Hmph! Ordinary people, what you can get is nothing more than some yellow and white things. I have a low-grade spirit stone here. How about changing your car of wine?"

"What sect do you have? You bullied mortals and don't understand the value of spirit stones. You want to exchange a car of fine wine for a low-grade spirit stone? I'll pay ten!"

"This Taoist brother! Don't raise the price randomly, okay? Although this fine wine is good, it is a mortal after all. After all, I exchange it with spirit stones, and he has already achieved a huge advantage."

...

When a cultivator took action, the mortals and warriors immediately retreated, and looked at Huang Tao with envious expressions with wine.

However, Huang Tao's heart is still very big. He doesn't want to earn one or two low-grade spirit stones just by working hard.

His goal was to store bags, so he shouted boldly: "Originally, I want to sell this car of top-quality Moutai, a little old man, at the price of ten taels of gold per jar.

But now that the immortal has taken action, the old man has always had a wish to have an immortal storage bag. I don’t know which immortal can satisfy the old man’s wish, so I will give all this car of fine wine…”

As soon as these words were said, the mortal warriors looked envious and amazed. The wine-selling boss seemed to have made plans and came for the storage bag.

But the cultivators who had just bid for the bid all grinned and chuckled.

"Do you know how much a storage bag is worth? Do you want to exchange for this little wine? I'm delusional."

"Old man! The Taoist brother was willing to pay ten low-grade spirit stones just now, which was already a sky-high price. Even the lowest-grade storage bag is worth a top-grade spirit stone. Do you know how many low-grade spirit stones it is? There are 10,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

"Mortals are mortals, full of delusions. Let me be honest, even if you really change to a storage bag, what's the use? How much spiritual power do you have and how to practice the exercises? If you don't know, you can't even use the storage bag, and it's no different from waste."

...

When these cultivators talked about it, Huang Tao was immediately disappointed. Indeed, he, an ordinary mortal, could he understand the value and usage requirements of the storage bags!

Not to mention anything else, just a mortal cannot use the storage bag, which can completely dispel Huang Tao's idea of ​​using fine wine to exchange the storage bag.

Thinking of how he had thought about it for so long and made so much effort for it, Huang Tao was particularly disappointed and sad.

"Forget it! Forget it! Since as the immortals said, the little old man could only give up. Although these Moutai liquors are precious, they are really nothing compared to the little old man's wealth..."

Speaking of this, Huang Tao, who seemed to be a little open-minded in his heart, actually said to everyone, "As all the immortals said, immortals are connected, only immortals are connected. Only with fate can one have immortals.

The old man is not greedy for immortality and immortality. Since he is destined to meet you here today, no matter whether he is an immortal or a mortal, how about drinking a drink together?

The best Moutai wine in this car is no longer sold. The ones who meet will have a share, but each person only has a small cup. Everyone raises their glasses to drink together. How about it?"

With a loud shout, Huang Tao didn't know what was wrong with him. He actually dared to make such a bold and bold proposal among a group of warriors and immortals.

"Okay! I didn't expect that you, a mere mortal old man, can have such a generous spirit. I won't waste my time drinking you. Give you a low-grade spirit stone and bring you with you, which will at least allow you to live two more years..."

"This Taoist brother is so generous, so he can't be stingy. This pill can cultivate the yang energy of the elixir. If you take it, it's no problem to prolong your life. It's okay to live for one or two more years."

"I am a martial arts master. I'm not as powerful as the immortals. There's nothing to give to you. I'll give you a martial arts master to strengthen your body. Even if you can't practice it, it's good to pass it on to your descendants. If you have a glass of wine..."

...

There was a bustling moment at the stall. At this time, who cares whether you are a cultivator, a warrior or an ordinary mortal? Everyone gathered together to taste the fine wine, which is another unspeakable fate!

And among the crowd, there was a beautiful boy, oh no... In fact, it should be a girl dressed in a man, and she also got a glass of top Moutai wine. She sipped it gently and made a sound of admiration.

"Brother Yan! This Moutai wine is really delicious, better than the fairy wine at home..."

"Miss Nine, there are wonderful things in the mortal world. Especially in many cases, they are actually more complicated and exciting than our immortal families.

Just when you see this old man selling wine, in fact, the moment he gave up the wine, his luck and opportunities had increased a lot. The blessings suddenly became deeper, which shows that the luck and opportunities of heaven and earth will not be treated too much because you are a mortal, nor will you be treated too well because you are a cultivator.

This time we went down the mountain to look for opportunities, so that we should make more friends with such rich and prosperous opportunities, whether they are mortals or immortals."

The old man next to this playful lady was talking, and he was holding a few beads in his hand all the time, as if he was constantly calculating something.

"Yeah! I know, Uncle Yan! But this time you calculated a little too broadly. Let's come here to find a... naked man... What does this hexagram mean? Isn't it a bit indecent?

Where can we see a man on this street...being naked? This opportunity! It's really hard to find..."
Chapter completed!