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032 Trading (Chapter 4)

"Fellow Daoist Sun."

Qu Yang leaned forward slightly in his seat and said, "I wonder if those puppets that are comparable to Jindan monks are sold out?"

There was a silence in the hall, and even the dance and music stopped.

No matter where he is placed, the Grand Master of Jindan is the pillar.

Although the golden elixir puppet created by Yanshi has many limitations, it is also a popular item.

The Grand Master of Jindan, I’m afraid there is only the Ten Thousand Puppet Realm that can be bought and sold!

“It’s OK.”

Sun Heng nodded: "But this kind of puppet is extremely rare, even if I don't have many."

"Qu understands."

Qu Yang smiled on his face, and then his spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and a ray of thought passed to Sun Heng.

The content of the thought also moved Sun Heng slightly.

"What fellow Taoist said is true!"

He looked solemn and secretly replied: "Are you really willing to exchange the twelve Dutian Formations?"

"It's a copy of the Twelve Du Tian Array."

Qu Yang smiled and said, "Qu naturally cannot refine genuine products of this formation, but imitations are enough to suppress one sect and one world."

The formations are divided into five categories: ordinary, exquisite, sect-controlling, mysterious, and supreme. Among them, the supreme formations are only rumored.

And the mysterious formation is already at the peak of the heavens and all realms!

The famous Twelve Capital Heavenly Formation of Xuanzhen Dao has a level of mystery, which can easily destroy a world.

Sun Heng spoke seriously: "Fellow Daoist, I wonder how powerful the imitations in your hand can have the authenticity?"

"How many?"

Qu Yang shook his head: "Fellow Daoist really respects me so much. He can retain 10% of his power. I am afraid that the position of the leader of the Kuixing Alliance will be replaced by me."

"so……"

Sun Heng frowned, and the hope in his heart also fell.

If it was just an ordinary sect-level formation, and all the three formations of Taiyin in his hand were there, he naturally didn't have much expectations.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, don't underestimate my imitation."

Seeing that Sun Heng's expression was wrong, Qu Yang hurriedly said, "Although my imitation is not very powerful, it can be carried with me. Even if the second tribulation soul enters, it can be trapped for a short time."

At that moment, he even heard a thought, which included a drill about this formation.

Sun Heng felt silently, his eyes never moved.

After a long time, he replied slowly: "I don't know what I want to use this formation to exchange for?"

Qu Yang spoke: "Twenty puppets in the realm of the Golden Pill!"

Sun Heng twitched his mouth and shook his head directly: "This is impossible!"

Although the opponent's formation is good, it is far from as good as he described.

It is said to be a fake, but it is much worse than the genuine one, and the imitation of a fake is almost the same.

It can only be carried around and can be used quickly, which is an advantage.

"So, in the opinion of fellow Taoists, how many can I change it?"

"Five!"

"Oh……"

Qu Yang's muscles trembled, and he paused for a moment before saying, "Fellow Daoist Sun, this is very dangerous to go to the Bengtian Realm. You are another lonely person. If you have a powerful formation on your body, it will be much safer."

"Fifteen pieces, how about it? At the critical moment, this formation can definitely save a life!"

"Six!"

“…”

Qu Yang's eyes sank, and finally sighed, saying, "Eight! You really can't be missing anymore. Otherwise, we shouldn't do our transactions."

“Eight?”

Sun Heng pondered slightly. There were eleven puppets in the Golden Pill Realm he plundered from Yanshi Hall.

It is really heartbreaking to lose eight things at once.

But looking at the other party's tone, it is the bottom line...

The person who came to glanced at everyone and finally looked at Sun Heng.

"Sun Heng?"

“That’s right.”

Sun Heng stood up and bowed: "I've seen senior."

In the Kuixing Alliance, all the world masters are all peers, and only the Kuixing Realm master Dongfangxian is an exception.

"Um."

Dongfang Xian spoke in a slow voice: "The bloodline of the ancient spiritual beast, the monkey, is no wonder that it can kill ten thousand puppets."

“…”
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