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Chapter 260 Ming Rob

"There are a total of 1,300 low-grade spiritual stones. How about I exchange them for you with medium-grade spiritual stones and high-grade spiritual stones?"

The shopkeeper was a little flattering.

Amulets are in short supply in the world now, and Wang Yang can not only provide a large number of level 6 amulets, but also at a cheaper price than ordinary talisman masters, so he naturally wants to please them.

"Half of it will be replaced with high-grade spiritual stones, and the other half will be replaced with pills for me!"

Wang Yang provided the other party with the name of the elixir that he had already thought of.

Although he could buy the medicine and refine it himself, it would be a waste of time.

"Yes!"

Seeing that there was still money to be made, the shopkeeper was naturally happy and quickly got the job done.

"Little brother, remember to come find me next time!"

After sending Wang Yang away, the shopkeeper did not forget to remind him.

"Definitely! Definitely!"

Wang Yang responded on the surface, but couldn't help but complain in his heart.

If it weren't for the fear of causing trouble, the devil would come looking for you, Zhou Bapi!

With Wang Yang's ability, it's not easy to make money. He only looked for this store to avoid trouble, and he didn't negotiate much on the price.

After putting his things away, Wang Yang was ready to return directly to his residence, and first break through to the fourth level of Qi training.

"Um?"

As soon as he walked out of the store, Wang Yang discovered that someone was staring at him.

Looking back, Wang Yang immediately found that the faces of those people were somewhat familiar. After a second thought, he recognized them.

"It's those people from the lending firms!"

Wang Yang immediately realized what they wanted to do. They probably came to ask for a debt because he was rich.

"How can I repay the money I borrowed based on my ability!"

After casting a blast of wind, Wang Yang ran away.

The people following him were stunned for a moment. They were originally hesitating whether to go up, but they didn't expect Wang Yang to react so fiercely.

He didn't have time to think, so he instinctively chased after him.

Wang Yang did not run far and entered a high-end inn in a blink of an eye. Several people following him stopped immediately.

Because this is an inn opened by the Immortal Sword Sect, even if they enter, they don't dare to arrest Wang Yang inside. It is no different from seeking death.

"Let's just wait. I don't believe he can stay in there forever!"

"That's right, whether it's living here, food or drinking, it's all very valuable. He won't be able to survive for long before he will be kicked out!"

"This kid actually dares to trick us, saying that he who is a direct descendant of the Su family will soon become an official disciple, but he turns out to be a loser who will be kicked out of the mountain and the family soon!"

Speaking of this, several people became very angry. They originally thought they had caught a fat sheep, but it turned out to be a big pit with no hope of getting back their money.

Just hope that you can catch the opponent and squeeze out whatever you can.

What only made a few people depressed was that after Wang Yang entered, there was no sign of coming out for one, two, and three days.

"Could he have escaped through the back door?"

"There is a back door to this inn!"

"What's going on?"

"Perhaps he disguised himself and sneaked out!"

"Wait for two days, then withdraw if no one is around!"

"This is the only way!"

They can't stay here forever.

Two days later, there was still no sign of Wang Yang, so the debt collectors had no choice but to give up.

On the other side, after Wang Yang entered the inn, he opened a room for ten days and immediately began to retreat as a practitioner.

The consumption here is indeed high. An ordinary guest room costs ten low-grade spiritual stones a day, but for Wang Yang now, it is not a big problem.

The room is not only full of spiritual energy, but also safe. It is a good place for retreat.

He meditates every day to repair his physical injuries. When he is hungry, he asks the inn to bring him food.

In ten days, he successfully repaired his physical injuries and returned to the third level of Qi training, and then began to attack the fourth level.

There was no surprise. It took three days for Wang Yang to successfully break through to the fourth level. With his level and experience, it would be weird if something unexpected happened even after breaking through to the fourth level of Qi training.

I have consolidated my cultivation and laid a solid foundation to ensure that it will not be brushed off during the assessment and inspection.

When everything was ready, Wang Yang suddenly shouted that something was wrong.

He lost track of time. It seemed like it was the last day of the assessment. If he missed it, he would have no choice but to be kicked off the mountain.

"Nah! I lose track of time when I practice!"

To be honest, with his level of cultivation, if he practices in seclusion for months or years, it will be like a blink of an eye, and it is easy to ignore the passage of time.

There's nothing you can do about it. If you keep track of the time all the time, you won't be able to concentrate on your cultivation.

Not daring to waste time, Wang Yang immediately ran out of the inn, blessed the wind and ran to the mountain peak for the assessment.

"Why is it so far away?"

After running for a while, Wang Yang looked up and found that he was still far away.

I really understood what it means to run to death in Wangshan. I have no choice but to keep running.

"Why are you here? Why don't you pack up and go down the mountain!"

A young man who was as handsome as jade frowned and looked at Wang Yang who was running wildly, and said coldly.

This young man's name is Su Wuhen. He is the half-brother of the original owner and an inner disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"I don't have time to talk to you!"

Wang Yang dropped a word and continued running forward.

Su Wuhen's face turned ugly, he cursed that he was disrespectful, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Wang Yang ran back again.

"You should have a flying magic weapon, right? Lend it to me!"

"ill!"

Su Wuhen waved his sleeves and didn't want to talk to him at all. If his prediction was good, Wang Yang would definitely defraud him of the magic weapon and sell it for money.

"Forget it! I'd better do it myself!"

Wang Yang didn't bargain with Su Wuhen at all. He used the spiritual power in his hand to directly slap him on the body, locking him in place.

Under Su Wuhen's shocked gaze, Wang Yang took off his storage bag and quickly refined it. Then he took out a flying magic weapon. After refining, he threw the storage bag back to Su Wuhen and continued to control the magic weapon.

The machine left quickly.

"Asshole!

"

After a long time, the spiritual seal on Su Wuhen's body dissipated, and he cursed after holding in his mouth for a long time.

At this time, he was shocked and angry!

Naturally, he was angry because Wang Yang was buying and selling by force. No, it was clearly robbing. What was shocking was that he was at the seventh level of qi training, but he had no power to resist in front of Wang Yang.

"When did he become so powerful? Being able to control magical weapons is at least the fourth level of Qi training!"

Su Wuhen couldn't help but be shocked. He had just received the news a few days ago that Wang Yang failed to break through and his energy and blood were exhausted. Now in the blink of an eye, not only had his cultivation reached the fourth level of Qi training, but his methods were even more astonishing.

"In the past few days, it is said that he no longer belongs to the sect. Could it be that he had some kind of adventure? Or is it that my father still refused to give up and used some means to help him get up again?!"

Su Wuhen was envious and jealous. He didn't know why his father was so partial to an illegitimate son with no talent and no education.

"Damn it! We must not let him go!"

Su Wuhen's eyes flickered, thinking about how to deal with Wang Yang.

On the other side, Wang Yang had a flying magic weapon, his speed increased sharply, and he finally arrived at the entrance of the assessment hall before it closed.

"Elder, I am a new disciple, and I am here to take the examination as a formal disciple!"

"The time has passed, you go back!"
Chapter completed!
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