Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian were extorted miserable. They each handed 1,000 land Xuanshi to the monk Tan Gan, in exchange for a roll of Buddhist scriptures.
For Hua Qinglian, a thousand earth -grade Xuanshi is not too large. However, it is difficult to swallow this breath, and the grievances of sandalwood and goodness are deep.
Ning Xiaochuan was originally the poor. The thousands of earth -grained Xuanshi was obtained from the Qiankun ring of the Holy Fish Monsters. Before he was hot, he fell to the Qian Gan monk's pocket. More deeper!
"Amitabha! Good! Good!"
Tan Qian's eyes laughed into a seam, and immediately put away the two bags of Xuanshi, for fear that he would be robbed by Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian again.
The three expanded the Buddhist scriptures, wrapped them on their bodies, and flew towards the residual tower.
When they entered the cold stratum, the Buddhist scriptures on their bodies really exuded the eye -catching Buddhist light. The golden Sanskrits rushed out of the scriptures and turned them into Buddhist Gold Network, wrapped them in the central government, and wasolated the cold.
"Well!"
They broke through the two layers of cold currents and reached the bottom of the residual tower.
When I was standing below the residue tower, I really felt the huge atmosphere of the residual tower. It was like a ancient deity stood in front of me, exuding the vicissitudes of vicissitudes.
If an ordinary monk stands below the residual tower, he will definitely not help but worship.
Below the residual tower, I don't know if it was cut off by any weapon. The gap was uneven, all yellow rust.
The patterns of the original print on the tower, because the rust is blurred, it is difficult to identify.
"Wow!"
The Buddhist scriptures wrapped in Ning Xiaochuan suddenly broke, and became a piece of waste paper, drifting in the air.
The monk of Tanqian, the Buddhist scriptures on Hua Qinglian, were also broken, the essence was lost, and it turned into a piece of paper.
"The Buddhist scriptures of the monk of Tan Qian can only use it once." Ning Xiaochuan's heart secretly said.
Hua Qinglian walked towards the residue tower, stretched out a slender white hand, wiped a layer of rust, below the rust, and a hint of dark blue light patterns flowed, such as magic mirrors, one by one, one by one, one by one. The text is floating on it.
The monk of Tan Qian was trembling, his eyes were shining, his lips were drooling, and he walked towards the residual tower. He took out a diamond pestle and knocking on it. Device.
Hey!
Ning Xiaochuan was more than ten meters away from the residual tower, and picked up a long scrap iron as long as a walnut. The shape was very irregular and covered with rust.
However, such a small piece of scrap iron is extremely heavy, like a mountain, Ning Xiaochuan wraps his arm with vitality, and then picks up this scrap iron.
He wiped the rust, and immediately revealed the dark blue treasure, and countless small ancient texts floated on the surface of the iron block.
Looking at it from a distance, it is like a small star in Ning Xiaochuan's hands.
"This is a piece of pieces dropped from the Supreme Emperor's instrument. Unfortunately, it has been dropped for too long, and the essence is almost lost."
"Otherwise, even if it is just a piece of imperial iron dropped above the Extreme Emperor's device, the destructive power played out is definitely more powerful than the general superior supreme weapon."
The essence of the imperial iron was almost lost, and it seemed bright and eye -catching, but there was only one empty shell left, which was no different from the scrap iron.
Of course, Ning Xiaochuan was very sorry that he wanted to throw this scrap iron, but after he glanced at the monk Tan Qian, he immediately showed a strange smile in his eyes.
"Oh! This is ... this is a piece of imperial iron falling on the Supreme Emperor's instrument, making a lot of money! It's earned!" Ning Xiaochuan held the scrap iron in his hands with both hands, excited, and trembled.
Sure enough, after the monk of Tan Qian saw the bright and dazzling iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, he ran immediately, his eyes widened, and he added his lips. Before the imperial iron, do not conclude prematurely. The poor monks have the most research on the Supreme Emperor's instrument, let the poor monks help you identify! "
Ning Xiaochuan glanced at the monk of Tan Qian, revealing a small piece of the royal iron, saying: "It is exactly the same as the breath of the tower, and the surface is still flowing on the surface. Emperor Tie. It's really a lot of money! After selling it, can you buy a hundred earth -grained Xuanshi! "
One hundred earth -grade Xuanshi!
The monk of Tan Qian was happy, and he thought about it: "Ning Xiaochuan is still too young after all, and does not understand the value of the Extreme Emperor.
Tan Qian's monk was not exposed, his face was solemn, and he sighed: "It's just a small piece of royal iron, and it will definitely not sell a hundred ground products."
He pointed at the iron tower in front of him, and said, "Ning Shizhu, you see, how towering this tower is so towering and huge. If you are so small, you can sell a hundred ground -finished black stones, then sell this iron tower Can you buy a few human civilizations when you go out? "
Ning Xiaochuan nodded, and said, "The master seems to make some reason."
"It's not justified, it's just too reasonable."
The monk of Tan Qian groaned for a moment, and said: "However, the poor monk recently intended to make a treasure, just a piece of imperial iron. Mei Dai Xuanshi Xuanshi, buy this throne. "
"Thirty Earth Products Xuanshi?" Ning Xiaochuan said directly: "It's too cheap, don't sell. Besides, I don't lack Xuanshi."
"Wait!"
The monk of Tan Qian closed his hands, and said: "Amitabha! Ning Shizhu is a great master, and naturally there is no shortage of Xuanshi. Then, there is anything missing in Ning Shi, and the poor monk can exchange with you."
"Truth?" Ning Xiaogawa said.
"Absolutely take it seriously." The monk of Tan Qian was a serious way.
"I don't know what you have, take a few to see?" Ning Xiaochuan naturally wanted the "ground crystal" in the hands of the monk of Tan Gan.
However, the monk of Tanqian is too savvy. If he directly says that he wants to "crystal crystals", the monk Tan Gan will definitely be alert.
Therefore, Ning Xiaochuan intends to let the monk Tan Qian take the "ground crystal" himself.
The monk of Tan Qian immediately took a lot of utensils from the monk's robe, including diamond pestle, woodfish, incense burner, iron bell, bowl ..., there were more than thirty pieces, but these utensils were broken. No spiritual, maybe it was the utensil he walked from a Buddhist temple.
Ning Xiaochuan frowned, knocked the piles of utensils on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Since the master is so sincere, then don't do this sale."
"Wait a while! Yes! There are treasures! Real treasures!"
The monk of Tan Qian gritted his teeth, as if he was suck blood, and took out a dark yellow bead.
Ning Xiaochuan took out the brilliant Huang Tie in his hand and exposed it. He looked at the pearls in the hands of the monk of Tan Gan, and shook his head again. Emperor Tie is still too much worse. If the master has no other treasures, let's forget it! The juniors will not change it! "
Speaking of Ning Xiaochuan, the imperial iron was stuffed towards the Qiankun bracelet.
"Slow!"
The monk of Tan Qian seemed to have a very important decision. Tightly closed eyes and took out the ground crystal, and said, "Ning Shizhu! This time you have made a big money. The zero of the ground crystal is not comparable. But who calls me? Who calls the poor monks always take care of the juniors? The poor monk will give you this ground crystal today, and it can be regarded as a good destiny. "
Although the value of the ground crystal is expensive, it is far less than that of a real emperor.
He wanted to use the ground crystal in exchange for the imperial iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hands, and also wanted Ning Xiaochuan to owe him alone, and the abacus was very delicate.
Ning Xiaochuan will naturally count.
"The master is really compassionate, letting his junior admire." Ning Xiaochuan took the ground crystal in the hands of the monk, and then held the imperial iron with both hands and handed it to the Tan Qian monk.
After taking the ground crystal, Ning Xiaochuan immediately put the ground crystal into the Qiankun bracelet, and would not give the Tanqian monk to go back.
Hua Qinglian shook his head gently, and said: "Brother Ning, you suffer a lot! The value of an imperial iron, more than one subordinate supremacy, 30 pieces of ground crystal exchanged a royal iron, almost the same."
Ning Xiaochuan blinked in Hua Qinglian and laughed: "If it is really imperial iron, would I give it to others?"
Hua Qinglian thoughtfully, with a weird smile on her face.
After a long while, the monk Tan Qian came to Ning Xiaochuan in a hurry, his face was white and white, holding Huang Tie in his hand, and panting: "Ning Shi, the poor monk suddenly discovered that the utensil to be created, no, no, no Need the imperial iron. This imperial iron value is extraordinary, comparable to a supreme device. It is really trampled on the hands of the poor monks. Can you ... Can you change it? "
The monk of Tan Qian had just checked the Huang iron just now, and found that the essence in the imperial iron was lost, and it almost turned into a scrap iron.
So he immediately came to Ning Xiaochuan.
"Master, do you deliberately lie to your juniors? Is the value of the imperial iron comparable to the Supreme Supreme? You just said, it is worth less than a hundred ground products?" Ning Xiaogawa Road.
The monk of Tan Qian shook his head vigorously, saying: "The monk does not talk. A piece of imperial iron, the power of the outbreak is definitely more powerful than the general superior supreme weapon. . Thirty pieces of ground crystal can't buy a piece of imperial iron, let's change it back. The poor monks don't like to take advantage of others, Buddha will blame. "
"Don't change!" Ning Xiaogawa said.
Where can I vomit the ground crystal?
The monk Tan Qian also knew that he had been deceived. It was really "a long time to fight a geese, and he was pecking in the goose now."
Suddenly, a huge loud noise.
"Boom!"
In the distance, a huge golden claw was shocked, and the void shaking the void, and the two layers of cold mist wrapped in the residual tower were beaten down.
"Ning Xiaochuan, the king of today's king will want you to die without burial!" The voice of the Holy Fish king came from the golden demon claws, and came from the sky.