Fang Shimin refused the purchase of the six-star wooden sword for the 600,000 low-grade spirit stones in Jubao Pavilion.

"Fellow Taoist, if you feel that the price is not satisfactory, you can still negotiate again!" The middle-aged man from Zou continued to speak, unwilling to give up.

"No, I don't want to sell it for the time being!" Fang Shimin refused in a decisive and simple manner.

Xiao Huang, who was walking with the middle-aged man in Zou, snorted coldly: "We have been talking to you for so long and are even willing to increase the price, but you don't sell it?"

The monk named Xiao Huang was obviously a little unhappy. He was fooled by a mid-stage monk in the foundation-building stage. This was his first experience, and his temper suddenly became stronger.

Although the middle-aged man of Zou was a little unhappy, he still scolded Xiao Huang and said, "Shut up, business is not about benevolence and righteousness. Since this fellow Taoist needs to think about it again, then think about it. I will open the door to do business in Jubao Pavilion. Welcome fellow Taoist for sale and consultation!"

"We'll take it back first, oh, by the way, this fellow Taoist, if the merchant wants to acquire the Six-Star Wood Sword, you can refuse it directly! Because the purchase price of my Jubao Pavilion must be higher than that of them!" The middle-aged man of Zou family said again.

Then the middle-aged man from Zou left with the monk who was called Xiao Huang.

When the middle-aged Zou man from Jubao Pavilion left, he looked at Wang Shitu deeply.

Wang Shitu was not willing to be outdone and glared back directly.

Fang Shimin bid farewell to the two of them and returned to Wang Shitu's side.

Not far away, the Zou clerks and Huang clerks from Jubao Pavilion met three disciples who came to the Shangmen to acquire Fang Shimin's six-star wooden sword.

"Zou Daming! Huang Zeming! I didn't expect that you two old guys were moving very quickly, but they seemed to have returned empty-handed!" One of the three disciples of the Shang Sect spoke, looking at the two Jubao Pavilion who were returning empty-handed with a sarcastic look on their faces.

The Jubao Pavilion has a wide power, covering four large areas: east, west, south and north. Shangmen was the force that later rose to the East Land. It was only active in the East Land and confronted with the Jubao Pavilion's power in the East Land.

The two are mortal enemies and are in a competitive relationship. Either you die or I die!

The little monk Huang was Huang Zeming, while the middle-aged monk of Zou was Zou Daming.

Huang Zeming snorted coldly and said, "His wooden sword has not been heated up yet, so it will be useless for you to go!"

"Hahaha, you're defeated! Although the wooden sword is called a wooden sword, it is a six-star sword, which is valuable! Wait for the good news from my Shangmen!" The leader of the three disciples of Shangmen laughed.

"Wu Songlin, don't think that if you are covered with a red mask, I don't know who you are. I can only say that I will help you have good luck. When I went there, the little monk had already heated up the wooden sword!" Huang Zeming's temper got a little angry when he heard this, but he pressed down again and responded with a playful look on his face.

"Xiao Huang, shut up and say a few less words!" Zou Daming said, teaching Huang Zeming a lesson again.

"Yes, senior brother!" Seeing that Huang Zeming was criticized again, he quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake and did not dare to disobey.

"Let's go and see the woman who was walking with that group of people just now. I saw that the woman was extraordinary and might have a good talent. She couldn't tell if she could touch a sword. Let's go and guard it!" Zou Daming said, and then took Huang Zeming to guard Zheng Jixiang who was queuing up to touch the big sword sheath.

On this side, the three disciples of Shang Sect led by Wu Songlin ignored the two left Jubao Pavilion monks and walked straight to the location where Wang Shitu and others were.

Wu Songlin was the first to see Fang Shimin holding a six-star wooden sword, and then to see Wang Shitu and Liu Can beside Fang Shimin.

Wu Songlin has a mid-stage Jindan cultivation and is responsible for some of the matters of the Shangmen purchasing the Star-Taiping Sword in the Dabao Baby Pit.

At this moment, Wu Songlin felt a little, and felt that Wang Shitu and Liu Can had good cultivation and good combat power, which was probably not easy to mess with!

Wu Songlin also paid attention to Fang Shimin, who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

"I'm so surprised. How did this casual cultivator with the mid-stage foundation-building cultivation get along with these two powerful people!" Wu Songlin wondered a little. If only Fang Shimin were the only ones, it would be much easier. As a result, there are two people who are not weaker than him, and the three of them seem to be familiar with each other.

"No wonder Zou Daming and Huang Zeming from Jubao Pavilion were defeated." Wu Songlin said in his heart, and he understood why Jubao Pavilion had not acquired the six-star wooden sword of the casual cultivator.

"Forget it, I still have to go up and ask." Wu Songlin said, and then took his two younger brothers forward.

"I have met three fellow Taoists. We are the relevant personnel who are responsible for the acquisition of the Star-Taiwan Sword! My surname is Wu!" Wu Songlin said politely to Wang Shitu and the other two.

Wang Shitu nodded and said, "Tell me."

Liu Can, who was standing beside him, also watched, waiting for the other party's businessman to speak.

The main leader Fang Shimin saw the three disciples of the Shangmen coming and greeted him actively, which seemed a little polite.

At this moment, Fang Shimin coughed dryly and said politely: "Friend Wu, my surname is Fang, I'll call me Fellow Fang."

Wu Songlin nodded and said, "The people from Jubao Pavilion have come to you just now. No need to say, you should also know that I came to you for the sake of the Six-Star Wooden Sword!"

"Yes!" Fang Shimin nodded and responded.

Fang Shimin dared not be polite. He is a member of the Shang sect power just like himself. If they know each other's identities in the future, with Fang Shimin's mid-stage foundation building cultivation, they may not live long.

Fang Shimin has not yet revealed that he is a disciple of the Shang sect. Once exposed, everyone will know him.

"Please give me a price!" Wu Songlin said lightly, with a whisker straddling his mouth, as if he didn't take the spirit stone seriously.

"ah?"

"You offer a price. If we can accept it, we will directly acquire it." Wu Songlin explained.

Fang Shimin tentatively raised two fingers.

"Twenty-hundred thousand? It's less." Wu Songlin said lightly, but his brows were frivolous at this moment, and he felt that something was wrong.

"Two million low-grade spirit stones!" Fang Shimin smiled, revealing his bright teeth.

Sure enough, as Wu Songlin thought, the inexplicable mid-stage foundation-building cultivation cultivator in front of him spoke like a lion. This is not a bid, it is to make others lose everything!

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist and I are walking with each other!" Wu Songlin suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Fang Shimin was a little confused. Why did the disciple of the Shang Sect say this in front of him?

"Or, this person surnamed Wu already knows that I am a disciple of the Shang Sect?" Fang Shimin was suddenly frightened. Even if he had a clear heart talisman, his heart began to become uneasy at this moment.
Chapter completed!