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Chapter 14 Strange Goods Can Live

"Who are the five people who secretly buried the Liangyi Soul-Stationing Pillar outside Guo Tianlong's house?" Ning Xi grabbed Cheng Hanhai's vital point as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Cheng Yinghu, Cheng Yinglong..." The butler of the Cheng family reported five names in a row.

There was a commotion in the crowd under the high platform, and five people were isolated, and many people stared at them with sharp eyes.

Ning Xi's eyes flashed, locking on one of the young men with a nervous face, and a huge pressure was pressing over.

The young man was Cheng Yinghu. He couldn't resist the pressure and knelt on the ground and said in a panic: "It was all Cheng Hanhai forced me to do it..."

"Yes, yes, if we don't do it, he will kill us." The other four immediately followed and agreed.

"Cheng Hanhai, you are a bitch, I will give my son my life."

"My elder brother has always respected you very much, how could you do it?"

...

Those who had a connection with Cheng Hanhai decisively abandoned him one by one when they saw that Cheng Hanhai was in a desperate situation.

As for the townspeople whose families were killed, all the sadness and pain accumulated in their hearts have now found a vent.

They rushed to the high platform in a swarm and began to beat Cheng Hanhai for a quarter of an hour.

Some people punch and kick, hit the head and the crotch;

Some people snatched wooden sticks and used all their strength to smash Cheng Hanhai's limbs wildly;

There is a man who is the most cruel. He is a butcher. He is carrying a pig-killing knife, avoiding Cheng Hanhai's vitals and stabbing him one by one...

At first, Cheng Hanhai struggled and screamed, but not long after, he lost his strength to scream, and then he lost his anger.

Cheng Hanhai is dead.

He was beaten to death by a group of angry townsmen, and his body was thrown on a cemetery, and no one was buried, allowing wild animals to eat.

His home was raided by the townsmen.

Some people even wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Cheng Hanhai's son Cheng Yaotian, but this son of Li Zheng, who did everything evil, had already slipped away when his father's crime was revealed.

After everything was finished, Ning Xi saw Taoist Master Xu leaving and hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

"I wonder what advice Master Yunkong can give?" Master Lixu was very modest.

On the surface, Yang Tianyou's cultivation is only a small level higher than him.

But Yang Tianyou is only in his thirties, and he is in his seventies, and he still encounters a bottleneck. Without special opportunities, it will be difficult for him to enter the Mahayana realm in this life.

What's more, Yang Tianyou got rid of a fierce man who had a complete monster in the Mahayana realm, and his combat power was far beyond that of the same level.

"I dare not take the advice," Ning Xi went straight to the point, "I need Huolin Stone, I wonder if my friends can give up?"

Taoist Master Lexu glanced at the fire rind stone inlaid on his whisk, squinted his eyes and said, "This fire rind whisk is a relic of my master and has very important memorial significance."

When Ning Xi saw the subtle smile on Taoist Master Xu's face, he didn't know what master's relics this old guy was talking about, and he wanted to take the opportunity to increase the price.

"I like to be straightforward when doing things. If a fellow Taoist agrees to sell, please offer a price. If you don't agree, I will say goodbye."

Now, Taoist Master Lexu couldn't be implicit and said directly: "The body of the 300,000 copper Baikalmite Tachid."

Ning Xi frowned.

I have seen a lion speak loudly, but I have never seen such a ruthless offer.

Although Huolin Stone is rare, its market price is not particularly high because it is not widely used.

Taoist Master Lexu's Fire Lin stone is only as big as walnuts, and the price should be between 50,000 and 60,000.

The Mengyan tapir is an ancient alien beast, and it has a perfect cultivation level in the Mahayana realm, and the price of the corpse is between 80,000 and 90,000 yuan.

Ning Xi took away the blood of Mengyan tapir and the price would be reduced by 30,000 to 40,000.

In other words, the price offered by Taoist Master Lexu was 350,000 yuan.

This is equivalent to an increase of about six times based on the market price.

"We are free to trade. If fellow Taoist Yunkong thinks the price is high, then forget it." Taoist Master Lexu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But I heard that fellow Taoist just obtained a sixth-grade Liangyi Soul-Stationing Pillar, so he should not be short of this little money."

Ning Xi didn't understand the logic of Old Master Xu. No matter how much money Master Dao got, what has something to do with you, why can you take advantage of it in vain?

"Sixty thousand friends of bronze shells!" Ning Xi gave Taoist Master Xu a highest price.

"Just the price I mentioned, if fellow Taoist is unwilling, then forget it!" Taoist Master Lexu thought to himself that if he sold it for 60,000 yuan, he could not sell it anywhere.

With the idea of ​​being a rare product, he wanted to take the opportunity to make a lot of money from Master Yunkong.

Ning Xi frowned. If there was Fire Lin Stone, he could refine the seven-yin pattern within three hours.

In this way, not only can you collect that ray of Taiyin and bright moon energy tonight, but you can also save half a month of time to refine the seven-yin pattern.

But the price offered by Mr. Xu is too high.

If I really bought this old thing, I would probably laugh at him as a fool if I got it cheaper.

At this time, a carriage was parked aside, and someone lifted up the curtains on the car window, revealing a haggard appearance, which was Fan Yang.

"Does Master Yunkong need Fire Lin Stone?" Fan Yang looked haggard and tried to ask, "There is a piece in the storage room in my house, which is about the size of an egg. It was left by my husband's ancestors. If the Taoist Master needs it, I will give it to you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Fan!" Ning Xi was overjoyed.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Fan Yang hurriedly covered his delicate lips with a veil. After coughing, he said, "Master Yunkong doesn't have to be too polite. If you hadn't taken action, my husband and his child would not have been avenged. This love between the Fan family will never be forgotten."

Mrs. Fan's carriage left.

Ning Xi took Tang Guichen directly to the Fan family.

"Dare to ruin my good deeds, damn woman!" Taoist Master Lexu looked at Mrs. Fan's carriage, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

After Mrs. Fan returned home, she went back to the bedroom to lie down to rest. Soon, the maid next to her came to report: "Madam, after Master Yunkong took the Fire Lin Stone, he wanted to pay, but the butler refused sternly as you ordered.

Master Yunkong left a second-grade disease-removing talisman and a third-grade spiritual nourishing talisman to give it to his wife, and said that if there is anything that the Fan family needs to help in the future, just go to Baiyun Temple to find him."

"Well, the master said it well. This Taoist Master Yunkong is really a master. If he could meet him earlier, the family would not have suffered any disaster today." Mrs. Fan accepted two talismans and wore them closely. She felt much better. "Go, tell Wu Wen that he would send a piece of incense to Baiyun Temple during the next festival. She said that the master had the same meaning before his death."

Fan Wuwen is Fan Chongming's eldest nephew and the heir who was carefully trained by Fan Chongming for the Fan family. Now he is responsible for the affairs of the Fan family.

However, it is said that the Fire Lin Stone that Ning Xi got from the Fan family is not only large in size, but also of excellent quality, which is far from comparable to the one of Taoist Master Xu.

"I made a lot of money this time. I don't have much spiritual medicine to practice anymore. I have to buy another batch of soul-raising grass and ginger ginseng." Ning Xi touched Tang Guichen's little head, "In addition, I have to buy you a spiritual medicine for foundation-building."

Tang Guichen quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I can build the foundation by myself."

"Building foundation is the foundation, which is related to the future of the practitioner. Not only do you have to build the foundation with spiritual medicine, but you also have to use the best spiritual medicine." Ning Xi smiled, "I used the top foundation-building spirit medicine, the nine-petal marrow-washing flower, but only ten thousand copper shells are not too expensive."

Tang Guichen was secretly amazed at his tongue. The living expenses of their family of three were only ten thousand friends.

This is too luxurious.

Tang Guichen made up his mind to enter the Qi Refining Realm as soon as possible to help the snob master eliminate demons and make money.

Ning Xi first went to the market to sell the body of Mengyan Tarium and got 53,000 copper shells.

Afterwards, Ning Xi came to Baicaotang and said to the guy on the counter: "I want ten fifth-grade soul-raising grasses, ten ten-year-old quiet ginseng, and one nine-petal marrow-washing flower!"

The shopkeeper was sitting by the side, but when he heard that the big business came to the door, he hurriedly came forward to entertain Ning Xi in person.

After the guy brought the medicine, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "There are a total of 100,000 soul-raising grasses in the ten-year-old ginger ginseng, a total of 30,000, and a nine-petal marrow-washing flower of one nine-petal, a total of 230,000 copper shells!"

"Nine petals and marrow-washing flowers of 100,000?" Ning Xi showed a questioning look, "I remember when my master bought it for me only 10,000."

The shopkeeper smiled unchanged and explained very gently: "In recent years, the demand for nine-petal marrow washing flowers has been rising, but the output cannot be increased, resulting in the price of nine-petal marrow washing flowers has been rising, and some places have even sold for 120,000 or 130,000."

When Tang Guichen heard the price of 100,000 friends, he said to Ning Xi very sensible: "Brother, don't buy it for me, I really don't need it."

"Making money is for spending. If we don't have it, we will make another profit. The foundation building is not careless." Ning Xi smiled at Tang Guichen, turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "Please reduce the fifth-grade soul-raising grass to four plants, and the third-grade Qingjing Ginseng to three plants."

In fact, Ning Xi also thought about selling the Liangyi Soul-Stationing Pillar, so that he would not have to worry about money in a short period of time.

However, the formation patterns on the Liangyi Soul-Stationing Pillar are quite mysterious. He wanted to study them to improve his own formation realm.

In addition, the Liangyi Soul-Stationing Array can exert huge power in his hands, and it can be used to defend against enemies. It is also a big trump card.

"Okay!" The shopkeeper recalculated the price, "A total of 149,000 copper shells."

It is said that practitioners cannot keep money in their hands, especially the martial immortals who consume a lot of resources.

Just now, just bought the 153,000 copper shells, and not long after, only 4,000 copper coins were left.

"Welcome to come again next time!" said the shopkeeper with a smile.

This somewhat slutty smile reminded Ning Xi of the Netherworld God's Purposer.

He planned to take Tang Guichen to visit the coffin shop and ask about the situation of the Sun and Moon Baoshu.

After entering the coffin shop, Ning Xi saw a tall old man sitting inside and asked casually: "Where is your shopkeeper?"

"I'm the shopkeeper." said the tall old man.

Ning Xi was stunned for a moment and said, "I'll look for the Netherworld God's Purposer!"

The tall old man looked up and down at Ning Xi and said, "Why are you looking for fortune tellers in the coffin shop? Taoist priest, why didn't you get hurt by Mengyan tapir last night?"

Ning Xi turned dark and said, "A few days ago, I bought a coffin for Tang Guichen's father here. The shopkeeper at that time was an old man who looked cheap and humble. He was very short and called himself the Netherworld God's Purposer."
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