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Chapter 851

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    After observing the notice, Lu Fan walked towards the market calmly without any pause.

    After a while, he had already penetrated into the noisy market.

    He was dazzled by the endless buildings, the dazzling array of commodities, and the pedestrians coming and going.

    However, his spiritual consciousness had already quietly dispersed.

    Zhong Xiaoyun has the storage bag he gave him, and there is also his aura left on it.

    As long as he senses that breath, Lu Fan can lock their positions.

    But before he had gone far, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes were even brighter.

    "Then isn't that the purple altar flower that is necessary to restore the Ziyan fire ancient map?" He said excitedly in his heart.

    In front of a shop hundreds of meters in front of him, stood two monks, a man and a woman. The male monk held a purple spiritual herb in his hand, which was exactly the purple altar flower he urgently needed.

    Lu Fan's attention instantly focused on them.

    The two monks were in their twenties. Although they both wore sect ID cards around their waists, their robes were very ordinary. Obviously, they must be disciples of a small sect.

    Their cultivation bases are all on the sixth floor of the foundation building, and it is not bad to be able to reach this level of cultivation base at such an age.

    In addition, the two of them were all frowning, and there was a look of worry on their faces, as if they had something on their minds.

    In front of them was a shop specializing in the sale of medicinal materials.

    Of course, this kind of shops will also buy some more precious spiritual herbs.

    At this time, the young man was holding a purple altar flower and discussing something with the shopkeeper.

    "Could it be that they want to sell purple altar flowers?" Lu Fan immediately became worried, and then walked towards them quickly.  Spiritual consciousness also locked them firmly.

    The conversation of the three of them reached his ears very clearly.

    "Do you still sell this medicinal herb? If you don't sell it, leave quickly and don't stand in the way of my business." The shopkeeper of the shop is a burly man with a foundation-building nine-story cultivation base.

    Perhaps it was because the other party's clothes were ordinary and his cultivation level was not high, so the tone of the shopkeeper's speech was very unfriendly.

    "Shopkeeper, this is a very rare purple altar flower. You only produced a hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is too low" The man frowned.

    "I can produce a hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is already a very high price." The shopkeeper raised his hand to interrupt him, and continued to speak coldly, "Your purple altar flower is only five years old, and  It is already dead, and has no value at all. A hundred low-grade spirit stones are already considered pity for you, and I have given too much."

    The man and the female monk beside him looked at each other, their faces were ugly and their eyes were dim.

    "In this case, we will not sell it." The man put away the purple altar flower.

    Just when the two were about to turn around and leave, the burly shopkeeper poked his head out and said coldly, "To tell you the truth, all the medicinal herb shops in this market are opened by our master.  If you don't sell it to me, then don't even try to sell it in Haitian City.

    As long as I say a word, no one will dare to accept your spiritual herbs.  "

    "Youyou are too domineering!" The man's complexion changed, and he said bitterly.

    "It's not domineering, it's strength. I can also reveal another piece of information to you. In the territory of Haitianfang, two-thirds of the medicine shops are owned by our master. If you don't sell your spiritual herbs to  Let's just wait for it to rot in our own pockets." The shopkeeper said coldly.

    The male and female monks who were about to leave stopped after hearing what he said, with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

    It seems that they really want to sell the spirit grass in their hands, or in other words, they are short of spirit stones.

    This point was naturally noticed by the shopkeeper.

    The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes rolled, and he took the opportunity to speak again, "Forget it, since it's not easy for you to come all the way, I'll make my own decision and add ten low-grade spirit stones to you.  How about one hundred and ten low-grade spirit stones?

    If there are other spiritual herbs in your storage bags, take them out together, and I will give you a real price, and I will never let you suffer.  "

    After hearing this, the two still frowned, with hesitant expressions on their faces.

    Judging from their appearance, they must know that the shopkeeper is taking advantage of them, but they seem to have an unspeakable secret, and want to replace the spirit grass with spirit stones as soon as possible.

    Lu Fan secretly cursed in his heart, the shopkeeper's heart is too dark, even wanting to use a hundred and one?Slapped into a pulp.

    "Boom!"

    A dull sound came out.

    "Pfft!"

    "Crack!Crack! Crack!"

    A large cloud of old blood soared into the air, followed by a figure shot backwards, and dozens of bones were broken along the way.

    The figure flew upside down into the medicinal material shop, crashed into three thick walls, and finally hit the fourth wall, then stopped, fell to the ground, and made no more sound.

    The venue fell into dead silence.

    Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at the intact young man in front of the medicine shop with disbelief.

    All of them were shocked in their hearts.

    The shopkeeper on the ninth floor of the foundation was blown away by the boy on the eighth floor of the foundation, and he was directly shocked to death. This is too exaggerated!

    The two male and female monks stared at Lu Fan with the same horrified eyes, and were speechless for a long time.

    "You have also seen that I didn't kill him. He was too rubbish. He couldn't stand upright and fell to his death. This has nothing to do with me." Lu Fan grinned at the monks around him.

    Later, he walked towards the two male and female monks, and said, "That guy is dead, he's fine now, you follow me, and I'll hand over the spirit stone to you later."

    "Okayokay!" The male monk finally came to his senses.

    He also knew that here, with so many monks watching, it was impossible to trade.  He even didn't dare to accept 50,000 low-grade spirit stones in front of many people, otherwise, he would definitely be targeted by people with bad intentions.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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