Chapter seven hundred and sixty seventh Qinglong tragedy
"rule?"
When Chen Changsheng thought of Gui Li, the last reminder was also understood. As early as the Immortal Realm of the Heavens, he had been to several ghost markets, and he was naturally familiar with the rules inside.
Ghost market.
That is, the market for the "ghost cultivators" warriors.
As long as you are careful, some of the other party's methods will not be dizzy in the ghost market. Moreover, there is the Ghost Emperor following you. Even if the shopkeepers of those Ghost Market are extremely smart, the difference is not a little bit different from the Ghost Emperor.
“For goods…”
A group of people came to the second area of the Ghost Market and saw that there were many magic weapons, magic and other things in the shops. As for the things that the Ghost Cultivator needed, there was nothing.
"Xiaomo, is there something wrong with this store?" Yan Wuyang whispered.
"No."
Chen Changsheng shook his head. Stores like "for-use things" are more common in ghost markets. They are all ferocious beasts, sirens and human warriors need.
The purpose of these shops is just to exchange for some treasures and elixirs that can be used by ghost cultivators. To be honest, it is completely different from "Wang Gui Shop". The shops are for transactions, and these shops are more like everyone exchanging them.
“Huhhhh…”
When others heard that the shop in front of them would not be as scammered as "Wanggui Shop", they would all breathe a sigh of relief.
The shopkeeper sat behind the door frame and saw so many customers together. The coffin face suddenly laughed, and stood up with a harmless look on his face, saying, "Everyone, welcome..."
Inside the shop.
The shelves are filled with all kinds of treasures, unlike "Wanggui Shop", which is all packed in brocade boxes, making people unable to defend themselves. As long as the young masters are clear and real-price, they will not be too worried.
"Shopkeeper, how do you sell the things here?" Qinglong said.
"What do you want to buy?" the middle-aged ghost cultivator asked, looking at Qinglong.
"Ancient Pill." Qinglong stared at the box on the shelf, although several meters away, could still smell the smell of the scent of the pill, which made it salivate.
"it?"
The shopkeeper Gui Xiu took down the ancient box that was put on it, handed it to Qinglong, and said, "You pay the price yourself. If you are satisfied, this ancient pill will belong to you. If I am not satisfied, I will be embarrassed. I will not make any transactions with you again."
Swish!
Qinglong was stunned.
He looked at the shopkeeper Gui Xiu with a dull look on his face. After a long time, he turned to look at Chen Changsheng and sneered: "Boy, didn't you say that there is nothing wrong with it?"
Cat?
Seeing Qinglong with a ferocious look, Chen Changsheng smiled and said calmly: "It's just a fair deal, is this a trick?"
"Haha... the little brother said it well."
The shopkeeper Gui Xiu looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a smile on his face: "The transaction is only once, and it is a rule passed down by our shop millions of years ago. Of course, you can also take any thing out and bet I will like it. However, I would like to remind you that I have been in the ghost market for hundreds of thousands of years, but not anything, I can take it seriously."
Swish!
After listening to the words of the shopkeeper Gui Xiu, Qinglong's face suddenly became ugly.
fail?
Once he cannot pass the "Ghost Market", even if it is the young master of the Beast Dome, he will become a corpse. At that time, he will be unable to turn things around. Even if his father is a powerful man in the imperial realm, he may not have any say in the Ghost Market.
"Qinglong, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship." The walrus beast reminded.
careful?
Qinglong's mouth twitched. It had already suffered a lot of losses in "Wanggui Shop". This was the second shop. If it was done in this situation, it would not have to go to the end.
The fifth and six shops are enough to loot it completely.
"Qinglong..."
Before the young squad masters could persuade them, Qinglong waved his hand. Thinking of Chen Changsheng and the Ghost Emperor, he gritted his teeth and said, "We don't tell lies in front of the mian. If you want anything, you will give me this ancient pill, just tell me clearly!"
"I?"
The shopkeeper looked at Qinglong with a sneer on his face and said calmly: "I have been in the ghost market for so many years, and I have never seen any treasures? Humph! Another thing is that as long as the treasures that ghost cultivators can use in our shop, as for the others, even if they are ancestral weapons, I will not take a look at them."
What does the ghost cultivator need?
Qinglong's face suddenly turned pale. As a young master of the dragon clan, how could there be something that ghost cultivators can use?
The shopkeeper of the ghost cultivator, after waiting for a long time, raised his head and looked at Qinglong, and said coldly: "Why, you don't even have a ghost cultivator on you that you need?"
Bang……
A cold breath burst out from the Gui Xiu shopkeeper.
Woo woo woo woo woo!
I saw an extremely strange beast soul emerging behind it, staring at the Qinglong with eyes.
Click!
Feel the murderous intent on the Gui Xiu shopkeeper.
A drop of cold sweat slid down from Qinglong's cheek.
"Warcelona, I remember that there are many treasures of ghost cultivators on you. Why not lend one to this young master first and in the future..."
Qinglong hasn't finished speaking yet.
The walrus beast's eyes glared round and said, "Qinglong, who dares to slander this young master? How could I have something from a ghost cultivator?"
Swish!
Seeing the walrus beast, he took a few steps back and looked at him with a look of defense. The expression on Qinglong's face also froze. He said with a smile: "Walrus, I remember when I was in the Ghost Immortal Temple, many ghost cultivators were swallowed by you."
"Yeah?"
The walrus beast's eyes were wandering for a long time before he said seriously: "Qinglong, this is a huge misunderstanding. The ghost cultivators I swallowed were all so poor that they didn't even leave any magic. Should they have seal beasts?"
Qinglong didn't care about the resentful walrus beast and subconsciously looked over.
"Walrus, you... you fart, how could I have it?" The seal beast suddenly screamed and stared at the walrus beast.
"Qinglong, I don't have it either. Don't look at me!" Another young master from the sea area looked at Qinglong with a flattering smile.
Hurry!
For a moment, not only the young masters in the sea, but also the people from the Beast Dome quickly retreated from the store.
I was afraid of being implicated by Qinglong.
If it were in the past, let alone a few ghost treasures, even ancient pills, immortal weapons, etc., as long as the Qinglong spoke, they would take them out without hesitation.
Now, people with a little brain know that in this ghost market, only the things that are truly useful are ghost things.
Chapter completed!