Ji Pingan's words were very unpleasant, but Feng Jun thought that if left to him, the words would probably be even worse.
The senior Qi Refiner was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, instead there was a strong killing intent, "I just can't afford it, and I still want to buy it Aren't you willing to sell it? "
"Of course I don't want to sell it," Ji Ping'an stretched out his hand and made two virtual scratches on his neck, "Here, right here Come on, chop at me."
"Ahem," Qi Wusheng coughed heavily again, but said nothing.
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the Qi Refiner's mouth again, "Okay, I know you are not afraid of death, and I won't bully you. One merit point, ten spiritual stones."
Ji Ping'an had just discussed the market with Feng Jun. The market price was about twenty spirit stones per merit point. This man wanted to buy it for ten spirit stones. He was still coaxing and the powerful aura really hit his face.
Ji Ping'an's offer just now was for one Merit Point of Sixty Spirits. He didn't really want to sell it, he just wanted the other party to give up.
Of course, if the other party really wants to buy it at this price, he can also sell it - for 19 merit points, that's more than 1,100 spiritual stones. You can do anything with this money.
But ten spiritual stones, that really won¡¯t work. His face sank, ¡°Ten spiritual stones? Bah, fifteen spiritual stones for one merit point¡how many do you have, I¡¯ll take them all!¡±
The senior Qi Refiner looked at him with a half-smiling look, and said in a sinister voice, "Take them all I have a thousand merit points here, can you afford it? I'm not laughing at you, you have so many spirit stones. ?"
To be honest, he did not mean to look down on the other party, but the cultivators who made a living in Qiuchenfang City, what kind of net worth did what kind of things, and the approximate net worth of the cultivators guarding here could not be hidden. human.
Very simple logic, if this person named Ji really has ten thousand spirit stones, why would he bother to do this kind of work?
Of course, in Ji Pingan's eyes, the other party was deliberately mocking him.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? He doesn¡¯t lose the battle, he just said expressionlessly, ¡°If I have so many spiritual stones, you will know if you spend a thousand merit points.¡±
Seeing that he was not getting enough, the senior Qi refiner smiled sinisterly and said, "I hope you can still be so stubborn when I see you next time."
He no longer paid attention to Ji Pingan, but turned his head again, looked Feng Jun up and down, and then smiled softly, "I heard that Fellow Daoist Feng won a lot of money in this battle?"
This is the author's intention to keep me from being stubborn. Feng Jun sighed inwardly, but ignored this guy and looked at Ji Ping'an. "Old Ji, after this battle, it's really cool that you can walk down the city wall alive." It¡¯s a fluke.¡±
Ji Ping'an couldn't guess what he meant. According to his opinion, Feng Jun should also be a courageous person - he could stand alone at Yunzhu Xiao for twenty days without complaining or asking for help. He was considered a good man.
So he didn't think that Feng Jun was interceding for that guy, so he smiled and said, "Yes, this life was saved, and I earned it by living one more day. It's really strange, who would be so blind as to beat me Our idea?¡±
The toughness contained in these words was clearly visible, but the senior Qi Refiner's face turned blue when he heard it.
"Let's not talk about that anymore," Feng Jun smiled slightly, "I mean, it's good to survive. This time we say goodbye, I don't know when we will meet again, but no matter what, we have a friendship that has carried a gun together. In my hometown , this is one of the three irons of life"
The gun he was talking about is not the same thing as the gun in this plane, but the meaning is almost the same, very different.
Ji Pingan didn¡¯t understand anything else, but at least he heard it, and Feng Jun chose to support him.
With the support of such a master, he breathed a sigh of relief, so he asked with a smile, "What are the other two irons?"
The advanced Qi Refiner couldn't bear it any longer. He coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I'm asking you a question."
"Pay attention to your quality, I'm talking to someone else," Feng Jun glanced at him indifferently, then looked at Ji Ping'an, and said with a smile, "Anyway, since we have such a fate, when we say goodbye let's drink two cups .¡±
Then he put out the tables and chairs, as well as a large basin of spiritual beast meat, and took out a jar of wine, "Here, drink up."
The other two Qi Refining Beginners were seriously injured, and one of them was even disabled. However, seeing this scene, they also came over. The guy who was blind in one eye and half of his head smiled and said, " Ha, you must have a glass of Lao Feng¡¯s wine.¡±
Feng Jun laid out these things very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, but Ji Pingan's hands and feet were not slow either. He directly opened the wine seal on the jar, poured wine for everyone, and said loudly with a smile, "You two boys are lucky. Yes, I made a profit this time.He sat down and said, "This wine is good. Give me ten jins first."
He was also injured all over, but his energy and energy were pretty good. However, after the battle, he narrowly escaped death and many things were lost.
What can you do if you don¡¯t look at it? He couldn't afford to offend the Huangfu family and Tiantong. Anyway, the cost of buying fakes had long been earned back.
"Ten poundswhat are you thinking about?" Ji Ping'an glared at him, "Do you know what kind of wine this is? I'm in love with you!"
"Lovesickness in your dreams?" The short fat man also picked it up before - although it was not very successful, he really knew this thing, "Don't try to trick me with fake things, right?"
Feng Jun rolled his eyes at him and said with a smile, "Do I look like that kind of person?"
The short, fat man nodded without hesitation, "Like!"
"Stop talking about this." Although Ji Ping'an was only at the middle level of Qi Refining, he was very grateful to Feng Jun for supporting him, and he didn't care about the high-level Qi Refining in his eyes, "This is the wine given to Old Feng by the Tiantong Merchant Alliance! "
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