"What!"

Many martial artists present had their bodies trembled. Although it was relatively easy for warriors to make money, ten million was not a small amount. Moreover, whether this Buddhist bead has the ability to protect life is still an unknown number.

The orthodox monks in Nanlin Temple do rarely lie, but what if this person is not a monk in Nanlin Temple but a fake one.

"Xiao Zhang, what do you think? Is this bead real? Can it protect life? If so, I will buy it and give it to Ying'er."

In the crowd, Mr. Qi asked Zhang Yifeng that although he knew the warrior circle, his understanding of these things was not as good as that of Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng did not answer immediately, but went to the stall. He squatted down and touched the monk's beads. The spiritual energy penetrated silently.

Jue Yuan, who had slightly closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhang Yifeng, but then his eyes calmed down again.

Zhang Yifeng quickly withdrew his hand, returned to Old Qi, and said, "The beads are real, they do have the ability to protect."

"Really? Then I'll buy it."

Ten million is indeed a drizzle for Mr. Qi. If he could buy magic weapons for ten million, he would indeed have gained a bargain.

Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi and said, "Don't buy it. Although this bead is real, it can only withstand the full blown attack of the late entry-level warrior. If it is a Fengsheng warrior, the bead will definitely be broken and killed."

Old Qi smiled and said, "That's very good too."

Zhang Yifeng asked weakly: "Old Qi, is the 'Master' valuable in the eyes of martial artists? How much can it be sold for?"

Mr. Qi nodded and said, "There are few magic weapons, and there are even fewer people who can protect their lives. Generally speaking, there is no market price, and the prices range from millions to hundreds of millions, which is hard to explain."

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up. He happened to have an extra guardian bracelet on his body. He originally planned to give it to Ye Zhimei, but when Ye Zhimei went to Kyoto, the bracelet was gone. Why not sell it here?

Selling a bracelet can make more money than selling talismans. It just so happens that today there is this opportunity. Everyone who comes to the scene today is rich.

Just as Zhang Yifeng was thinking, Mr. Qi had already gone to Jueyuan and said, "Master, I bought this Buddhist bead. What is your card number? I'll call someone to call it."

Jue Yuan clasped his hands together and said Amitabha Buddha. Then he turned around and took out a pos machine from the package behind him and said, "Amitabha Buddha, please swipe the card."

Zhang Yifeng was stunned to see that it was indeed the times were progressing, and ascetics actually knew how to use high technology.

It’s right to think about it. The earth is not like the Lingyue Continent. It has space storage magic weapons. It is impossible for a martial artist to run around with cash on his back. He can only travel around with a bank card in his arms. Or, a mobile phone in his arms.

The mobile phones and bank cards on the earth are also disguisedly equivalent to the storage magic weapon of the Lingyue Continent. It is just a mobile phone and bank card that can only store money.

Just as Mr. Qi was planning to swipe the card, a low voice came: "Slowly, I bought this Buddhist bead for 20 million yuan. The worship beads of the monks in Nanlin Temple are hard to come by."

Everyone turned around and saw an elderly man with a crutch on his back. He looked old, hunched over, and had a hunchback. His hair was sparse and spots on his head, and he looked extremely ugly.

Next to the old man, two young men, one man and one woman, the man has an ordinary appearance and belongs to the kind of popular face. The woman has a hot figure and delicate facial features. The only regret is that there is a piece of her face that seems to have been corroded by sulfuric acid.

Seeing these three people, many of them retreated quickly and were obviously very afraid.

"Why did this brother retreat?"

"Don't you know the old man in the middle? He is known as Poison Old, who specializes in poison research. He is said to be an abandoned disciple of the Five Poison Sect. Although his cultivation is not strong, he is so stunning with his poison skills. Before the enemy approaches him, he was poisoned to death. Once one of them destroyed a two-star sect, and it was said that he was not bloodless."

"It's them! Didn't they say they were wanted and hunted by several sects? Why did they dare to show up?"

People were extremely afraid and retreated one after another.

This master and apprentice trio is a mobile source of poison. If you can't do it, everyone in the cave will be poisoned to death here today.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng frowned. After the three of them appeared, a different smell came from the air. As an alchemist, Zhang Yifeng was familiar with various herbs and elixirs, and immediately smelled the smell of the Netherworld Herbs.

The fragrance of Netherworld is very light and people who don’t smell it carefully cannot smell it. Netherworldworld is a non-toxic and harmless type of herb. However, if Netherworldworld comes into contact with the smell of another vanilla, it can instantly turn poison. The poisoned person will not die, but will lose his power of movement, like being infected with a sweating drug.

"Senior, I bought this bead first."

Mr. Qi's voice came.

The old man sneered and said, "Tsk tsk, so what? Don't want to lose your life, get out of here."

The old man's voice fell, and his male apprentice suddenly took action, intending to snatch the box from Mr. Qi's hand.

Boss Qi was shocked, but he was also the late-stage martial artist cultivation level, so he dodged it as soon as possible.

"court death!"

The male apprentice's voice turned cold, and suddenly stretched out his right hand. A sudden object appeared in his cuff. The object was shot towards Old Qi's face. The speed was extremely fast. Old Qi was unpredictable.

Mr. Qi couldn't see clearly what this was, but the masters on the scene saw clearly that it was a slender black snake!

The snake has been entrenched on the male apprentice's arm, covered by its long sleeves. At this moment, it poked out like a hidden weapon, opened the snake's mouth and bitten it at Old Qi's face. If it was bitten, it would be a great disaster.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

At this moment, Jue Yuan, who had been sitting upright, suddenly took action. He held a small stone in his hand and bounced it from the air.

scold!

The black snake didn't even have time to scream, and its head was smashed to pieces by a small stone.

The male disciple threw the snake's lower body out of his cuff, and did not attack again, but retreated behind the old man Du.

Old Qi saved his life, his face turned pale, Old Qi was also an old fried dough stick. He said to the old man: "Senior, if you really want this Buddhist bead, I will let you do it."

However, as soon as Mr. Qi's words fell, Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi's actions. He looked at the old man and said, "I also have a bead here, which also has a protective effect and is a magic weapon. Its quality is still above the master's Buddhist beads. If the old senior really wants to buy it, I can sell it with the pain at a price of 20 million."

Zhang Yifeng said, and a black black bead appeared in his hand. The bead looked miraculously ugly, uneven, and bumpy. The material was very ordinary, like the most ordinary glass beads.
Chapter completed!