"Of course," Bai Meiqi sorted out her head, which was scattered and embarrassed by Yun Qingyan just now, and tried to restore her previous image.

She looked at a maid from Baiyun Sect beside her, "I want you to say to your father, and all the forces of Baiyun Sect can spread the content of this crystal throughout the entire Shengyuan Great 6! Especially to those who have heard it!"

After the confrontation just now, Bai Meiqi was already faintly scared of Yun Qingyan.

The elder was killed without any resistance. Is his father her opponent?

If you can ask those people and use a knife to kill people, it would be better.

When Bai Meiqi gave them a gift, Yun Qingyan and Di Jiuque had already arrived at the place where the market traded with Chen Sanpo and others.

This should be a free trade zone, and most of the people coming and going are cultivators. There are also many ordinary people in the stall next to them, most of whom sell their items to cultivators at low prices.

For ordinary people, the "low price" given by practitioners is already a considerable amount of wealth.

Chen Sanpo and the others sold herbal medicines collected in the mountains here. Most of the herbs collected in the past were always snatched away by Zixiao Sect. This time, with Yun Qingyan's stopping, the goods also increased.

In order to get out of stock as soon as possible, people in the village scattered a certain distance to start stalls.

"How much does this red ginseng cost?" A small group of passing cultivators stopped, and the leader looked at Chen Sanpo with interest.

"Brother Lu, why are you spending this money to buy red ginseng? Anyway, the sect will take the case soon." The person next to him pulled him.

The person named Lu Ge said dissatisfied, "The guys who collected spiritual medicines don't know what they are doing!

The red quota for this year has not been met, so I will use the ones collected first. It’s our turn, I don’t know how long it will take. I will buy some for emergency treatment first.”

"I heard that the village in Honggan Mountain has a supporter. If you don't accept discipline, you will challenge us." Another person said.

"Hmph! I thought that with a cultivator, I could resist our Zixiao Sect! A joke!

When the sect leader and the others come back, let that nosy guy know the outcome!”

While chatting, the group casually flipped the red ginseng on Chen Sanpo's stall with their hands.

"One... a silver coin." Chen Sanpo said.

They didn't know her, but she was familiar with the clothes they were wearing. It was the symbol of Zixiao Sect.

"A silver coin?" The man raised his eyes and looked at Chen Sanpo, threw a silver coin casually, and was about to pack and take away all the red ginseng!

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Chen Sanpo hurriedly stopped the hundred silver coins at the price of the red ginseng plant, and he actually took away all the red ginseng.

"Is there anything else?" The young man turned to look at Chen Sanpo, and a cultivator's power spread out in the Zhou Dynasty.

For ordinary people, the pressure of practitioners is huge pressure.

"A red ginseng is a silver coin. That bag is twenty-one in total."

The young man did not expect that his sensible pressure when facing ordinary people would be ineffective against Chen Sanpo.

How did he think of it? Chen Sanpo is a person who lives in the same yard with an emperor-level master. Although Yun Qingyan and Di Jiuque both deliberately restrain their pressure, the attractive temperament he possesses is not as restrained as he wants to restrain himself.

The momentum that the two occasionally exudes also makes Chen Sanpo less sensitive to the pressure of cultivators.
Chapter completed!