"I'm not lying to you! However, fellow Taoists should also know the price of the food you eat now!"
Lu Nan smiled and said: "I know!"
"Okay! Fellow Taoist, can you borrow a step?" Before Lu Nan could speak, he explained: "Fellow Daoist, this batch of things you have needs at least a hundred spiritual stones. If you trade it, it will cost more than a hundred kilograms of grain.
, if you trade here, it will be too eye-catching! If you are worried, fellow Taoist, you can choose a place by yourself!"
"No need! No need!"
A smile appeared on the old monk's face, "Please!"
Lu Nan followed him carrying his things.
After a while, you turned into a passage.
"Why don't fellow Taoists leave?" Seeing Lu Nan stop, the old monk suddenly asked.
"I think it's almost here, there are few people!"
The old cultivator shook his head and said: "There will still be people passing by this place, why not go inside?"
Lu Nan shook his head.
The old monk's face suddenly turned cold, and a spiritual light shone on his body.
"It's not up to you!"
Tsk!
Several spiritual lights lit up from behind him. Lu Nan turned around and saw that several 'passers-by' walked over quickly and blocked his retreat.
Lu Nan's face changed slightly and said, "Aren't fellow Taoists afraid of being known by others?"
The old cultivator sneered: "You are so naive, what kind of place is this? It is a place that specializes in dealing with those of you who hide things in your pockets!"
"Don't worry! Even if you make a noise, no one will hear it!"
"That's good!"
Lu Nan suddenly smiled.
A mist covered this area at some point.
Only then did the old monk realize that Lu Nan's hand hidden in his clothes had already pinched the secret.
"The art of mist? Haha, it's quite an idea, but it's a pity——"
He suddenly lost sight of Lu Nan, and his heart skipped a beat.
At this time, a magical sword appeared in Lu Nan's hand, standing in the fog.
After having the storage bag, the magic sword is basically placed in the storage bag and is only called out when used. It is much more convenient and concealed than before.
At least, many monks subconsciously ignore this.
It’s not surprising that they are like this. Storage bags are indeed a luxury item. Spending tens of thousands of spirit stones to buy an item that does not increase your strength is indeed not acceptable to ordinary people.
"The only thing that matters is a quick fight!"
Lu Nan moved and disappeared into the mist.
At the same time, the monks who walked quickly activated the small amulet vigilantly.
Lines of spiritual light emerged.
The light of the spell gave them some sense of security.
Relying on memory, I wrote down a few spell attacks towards the front.
Want to cover that area with a saturation attack.
"The passage is so big, he can't hide anywhere!"
A monk said loudly.
But the next moment, suddenly, a strong wind struck from behind.
puff!
In the thick fog, a ball of fire danced.
That's the phenomenon of spontaneous combustion of small amulets.
The monk didn't even let out a scream before he separated the corpses.
Before the monk next to him could react, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the mist.
Several people's eyes stung and they subconsciously covered their eyes.
The rest can only be left to the small amulet on my body.
However, their confidence was instantly emptied, and with the flash of swordsmanship in the blink of an eye, the magic sword roared in, piercing through their bodies one after another.
Lu Nan's figure walked out of the fog and looked at the corpse on the ground, feeling calm in his heart.
Before he came, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong. However, he originally had an idea to obtain food through abnormal means. Unexpectedly, someone happened to have his idea, so he followed suit.
With his strength, as long as the entire upper echelons of the Casual Cultivator Association don't besiege him, there is no risk of his life being in danger.
"After reaching the perfect state of the little mist technique, it can actually block the sound!"
When the monk spoke before, Lu Nan could barely hear the sound with his ears. However, he could obtain the sound information through the fog, so he was not worried that he would not be able to hear it at all.
"Actually, this Perfect Little Mist Technique can be regarded as a unique pseudo-field!"
Within the domain, one's own five senses will be further enhanced, while the enemy's five senses will be greatly suppressed.
He quickly touched the corpse, put the loot into the storage bag, and then looted towards the old monk.
Not long after, the originally confident old monk had a magical sword across his neck.
"Please tell me, friend, who's idea it was to follow through on it?"
Lu Nan looked at the old cultivator in front of him and smiled.
"Fellow Taoist, I am blind to gold and jade! Have mercy on me!" The old cultivator did not expect that the situation would change so quickly. A look of horror quickly appeared on his face, and a second later, tears flowed down his face.
They are all acting types!
Lu Nan sighed: "Fellow Taoist, please don't waste your tears! We are not children, and it is very childish to play this trick!"
As he spoke, he raised his magic sword.
The old monk hurriedly said: "I said, this is none of my business! I am just a businessman, and the real culprit is Du Fang! Nowadays, the resources of the casual cult are getting less and less, so he took care of this place.
Specially deal with you fat...rich people, take out the good stuff!"
"Fellow Taoist, you have been too active during this period. Although you change your disguise every time, you can't avoid our sight! We people are staring at the market every day. If you are selling things like this, you can easily notice it.
!”
really!
Lu Nan sighed inwardly, but he was not surprised at all. In a period when supplies were extremely tight, it would be very difficult for him to act like this without attracting attention.
"Fellow Taoist, look - I have already said it, can you spare my life?"
The old monk said eagerly.
Lu Nan nodded.
The old monk was delighted.
"Is there any food?"
"Yes, yes! They're all in there!" The old monk pointed to the end of the passage, where there was a room. "After we work, we usually put things in there, and it will take a day or two to transport them away! We also need to prepare some food.
, Otherwise, it’s hard to trick people into coming here!”
Lu Nan hesitated for a moment and said: "Go in! Don't play any tricks, my sword is definitely faster than you think!"
As he spoke, he activated a small golden talisman and pinched another magic spell.
It made the old monk feel distressed for a while.
As for what?
I went into a room and even used small gold talismans and other top-notch talisman papers.
After he opened the door, he realized that Lu Nan had done more than that. A cloud of mist poured in, quickly filling the space inside.
The old monk's face turned red, he opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Taoist, there may be a few uninformed Taoist friends inside, so look -"
Lu Nan chuckled and took out the magic sword in his hand.
When I came back, there was some blood on it again.
The old monk who was about to make a move suddenly fell completely silent.
"Fellow Taoist shouldn't be a monk in the early stage of Qi refining, right?"
"Yes!"
The old monk resisted the urge to curse loudly.
You said you are in the middle stage of Qi refining, can you just reveal your identity and sell it?
Who dares to find trouble for you?
What are you pretending to be?
Soon, Lu Nan saw the grain, which was not small, estimated to be about two to three hundred kilograms.
"With the stock in stock, it will last for a month or two, no problem!"
It’s just that it’s more troublesome to get out.
No way, just use a storage bag!
······
The fog quickly dissipated.
Lu Nan shook the blood from the magic sword and walked out of the house.
The body has been moved into the house, and everyone who should take care of it has also taken care of it.
Then, use storage bags to transport the grain out.
In a cubic space, if you come a few times, the food will be taken away.