This is the second time Meng Bufan has come to this trading workshop. When he first came here half a year ago, he was only the sixth level warrior. Now he is already the sixth level martial artist, which has completely improved his level. Meng Bufan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
thousand.
He randomly found a relatively large store, Meng Bufan walked in, and brought out a bottle of body tempering pill and several martial arts books. These were all what Meng Bufan had obtained from Lin Qingxuan.
A bottle of body tempering pill was exchanged for 500 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones.
The martial arts are of higher value. The three martial arts are all of the Xuan-level mid-grade. A total of 4,000 mid-grade spiritual stones were exchanged for them.
Meng Bufan was secretly happy, so many spiritual stones were enough for him to practice for another two years.
As for the top-grade Xuan-level golden spear, Meng Bufan did not take it out. The value of this spear was too high, and even the shops in the trading center could not accept it. The only option was to go to Dongsheng Pavilion, the largest auction venue in Yunlong City.
Before entering Dongsheng Pavilion, Meng Bufan bought a bamboo hat with black gauze to cover his face. Although Meng Bufan was small in stature, he wore a black bamboo hat, and there was a white cat crawling on his shoulders.
It's better to be eye-catching than to let others see who you are at a glance.
Meng Bufan did not choose to auction the golden gun, but chose to sell the golden gun directly to Dongsheng Pavilion, although he also knew that Xuan-level weapons would definitely fetch a higher price if sold at auction.
But Meng Bufan just wanted to complete the transaction in a low-key manner, and it would be best if he could try not to attract other people's attention.
The person in charge of receiving Meng Bufan was an old man in his fifties. Although Meng Bufan's mystery made him curious, he didn't say a word. They had been in the mall for many years, and they had never seen such a person.
After leading Meng Bufan to the secret room, the old man said: "Please take out the things and take a look!"
Meng Bufan took out the golden spear from the Qiankun Ring.
After the old man took it, he looked at it attentively for a while and said, "The quality of this weapon is good enough to be auctioned. Are you sure you want to sell it directly to our Dongsheng Pavilion?"
Meng Bufan nodded: "Sell it directly to Dongsheng Pavilion and see how much the spirit stone is worth!"
"Seven thousand two hundred high-grade spiritual stones!" the old man said simply.
Meng Bufan simply said: "Deal!"
After taking the spirit stone, Meng Bufan didn't stop at all. He didn't even bother to watch the excitement of the auction that was about to be held. He turned around and left Dongsheng Pavilion.
When he reached a deserted alley, Meng Bufan put away his bamboo hat, touched the little tiger on his shoulder, and walked slowly along the street towards the inn. People were coming and going on the street at the moment, and it was very lively.
Suddenly, the crowd on the opposite side panicked, and loud scoldings were heard: "Damn it, get out of the way and block Miss Yinluozong's chariot. Don't you want to live?"
Meng Bufan stopped and saw a luxurious chariot speeding over from the opposite side. It was as big as two houses and occupied half of the street. It was driven by a silver bull, a level four spiritual beast. It rushed over and surrounded the surrounding area.
The people were knocked upside down.
Although Meng Bufan was unhappy, he didn't want to cause trouble and stood quietly on the edge of the street.
When passing by Meng Bufan, a clear female voice came from the car: "Stop!"
The car stopped steadily beside Meng Bufan. The curtains of the car were completely opened, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. She was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. Although she looked very beautiful, her face had an arrogant and domineering look.
.This girl’s cultivation level is not low, she has reached the ninth level of the Martial Lord.
"Come here!" the girl ordered Meng Bufan with squinting eyes.
Meng Bufan glared at her and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you order me?"
The girl became angry and said, "Boy, you're dead. Just give me your white cat obediently, then slap yourself in the mouth, and let you leave alive. Otherwise, huh."
The girl turned around and acted coquettishly towards the other person in the car. "Brother, I like that white cat very much!"
At the same time, the curtain on the car flashed, and a figure in his thirties suddenly appeared in mid-air with a terrifying aura. Some people around him had already knelt on the ground under the pressure of that majestic aura.
Meng Bufan also felt anxious, Emperor Wu! His cultivation level was almost the same as that of the elders of Dongxuan Sect. Not to mention himself, even the senior brother and senior sister together would not be his opponent.
A good man will not suffer any immediate losses, so run away! Although Meng Bufan knows that he may not be able to escape, he must try his best!
Having made up his mind, Meng Bufan suddenly used the Duxu Body Technique and ran out of the city with all his strength. He did not escape towards the inn because even if he went back, it would be of no use and he would drag his senior brother and senior sister Bing'er into trouble.
Then escape to the dense forest outside the city. Wherever you escape, there may be a glimmer of hope.
"Want to run? Huh?" The man in white smiled coldly and slowly followed Meng Bufan from the air. It seemed that he didn't want to take action in the city.
Meng Bufan added the secret of water to his movement, and became a little faster. Taking advantage of the impact of the man in white, he was like a boat riding the waves, escaping forward quickly.
"Huh?" The man in white clothes in the sky was surprised, "This guy has some skills! A martial artist's cultivation is such that he knows how to use strength and understand a little bit of the secret of water. It's not simple."
Although he was surprised, he still followed Meng Bufan leisurely.
It wasn't until he left the city that the man in white suddenly accelerated and landed in front of Meng Bufan.
Meng Bufan knew that he couldn't run away now. The little tiger also landed from Meng Bufan's shoulder, raised its head and roared, transforming into a huge white tiger. It roared at the man in white with anger, but did not take the initiative to pounce on him.
, obviously, it also knows that it is no match for the man in white now.
The man in white laughed happily and said, "It turns out to be the fourth-level spiritual beast White Tiger. Now I know why my sister is interested in it. Very good, you can come back with me." After saying this, he stretched out his palm.
He grabbed the little tiger, his palm was like a hill, and gently grabbed the little tiger's neck.
Xiaohu was furious and spit out a ball of fire at the man in white, shooting at the huge palm.
At the same time, Meng Bufan also used the Heaven-Slashing Sword that he had never used before! He used all his physical strength, poured all his true energy, and incorporated the secret of water into the green light sword, like a waterfall, with
The whistling sound struck the man in white's wrist.
The man in white was a little surprised. Is this an attack that a martial artist can have? He flipped his wrist and blocked Meng Bufan's blue light sword.
Meng Bufan staggered, his face was pale, his whole body was weak, and he sat down on the ground. After using Tianzhan Zhan, Meng Bufan was now exhausted and exhausted.
When Xiaohu saw Meng Bufan fall, he screamed in sorrow, and with an attitude of sacrificing his life for justice, he slammed into the man in white with all his strength. It seemed that he was preparing to self-destruct his Dantian. He would rather die than be captured by the man in white.
At this moment, in the sky, a man and a woman were just flying across the sky. The woman was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she looked beautiful and refined. At first glance, she looked like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. The man was an old man with white hair and a white beard.
He also looks like an immortal, elegant and extraordinary.
"The mythical white tiger?" The woman exclaimed and shot towards the ground.
"Goddess, be careful!" the fairy-like old man warned.