"How to sell these swords?"

Because of this woman's undisguised aura, no one felt uncomfortable, she was all well-behaved.

"Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones." The woman spoke, and the voice that came out from under the bamboo hat veil was not like the lightness of an ordinary woman. Instead, it was unexpectedly hoarse.

"Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones? Are these knives thirty thousand?" the man asked.

"They are all thirty thousand," the woman replied.

"The price is not expensive, so I want these ten knives." It can be seen that this man also has some assets, 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones, which is not a small amount for an ordinary late-stage integration monk.

The amount was huge. It was taken out so easily.

With this performance, a few of the idle onlookers looked at each other with strange expressions in their eyes. They were obviously eyeing this fat sheep. Feng Chen's consciousness was in the Nine-ray Star Diagram, a deceptive giant.

Under the shield of the formation, it shrouded the surroundings unscrupulously, taking everything in sight. In this world where power is supreme, there is such chaos.

It's just that Feng Chen mourned for them. In this business, strength is secondary. The key is to have a bright eye. Is this a fat sheep? This is obviously a tiger. He thinks he is hunting, but in fact he is being targeted by a few kittens.

A big tiger.

Everyone present, even the woman selling the knife, was not as strong as this guy. Under the cover of the aura of the Fusion Stage, he was an old monster in the middle stage of the Tribulation.

As a bystander, Feng Chen remained calm and the transaction continued. However, the woman refused all transactions.

"Each person can only trade one knife."

As soon as this statement came out, more people were watching. The seller actually thought that the goods were sold too fast? What is the reason for this?

"Hungry marketing?" This was Feng Chen's first reaction, but he soon felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the voice of the curse sounded: "Boy, don't think about it, that woman is not an ordinary knife seller, she can even sell it or not. To be precise, selling knife is just their side job."

"Side job?" Feng Chen was confused.

"That's right, it's a side business. Their main business is selling knives on credit." Curse Nightmare explained.

When it came to the people who borrowed knives on credit, Feng Chen also remembered it. He had heard about the people who borrowed knives on credit before, but he just didn't think of it for a while.

"In Jiuding Continent, countless sects and imperial dynasties exist side by side, but generally speaking, the number of sects is far more than the number of dynasties. There are numerous large and small sects in countless famous mountains and rivers, as well as cities, lakes, and inland seas."

But except for the three sects, four halls, two sects and one Blood Moon, apart from these ten major sects, there are not many sects that can be passed down for thousands of years, let alone tens of thousands of years.

More large and small sects rise today and disappear tomorrow, or they may have provoked some enemies that are difficult to deal with, or have internal divisions, but they will eventually disappear in the long river of history. The traces, inheritance, and magic weapons left behind have become the ""

Adventure".

The Credit Sword Sect is an extremely insignificant small sect among the countless sects in the Jiuding Continent. There are only three or five people in one generation, and the disciples never get together. Every member of the sect considers himself a Credit Sword sect when they go out.

However, although the Shengdao Sect is only a small sect with only three or five people, it has almost written a legend. With a history of over ten thousand years, it has a longer history than some of the nine major empires and the ten major sects.

The inheritance lasted for thousands of years, leaving behind many mysteries. Countless people explored the secrets of the Credit Knife Sect, but in the end they only determined that the inheritance of the Credit Knife Sect seemed to be related to luck.

"Isn't this just a small sect in the Jiuding Continent? How come there are traces of the Credit Sword Sect in this great world of Lingyuan?" Feng Chen was confused and had some thoughts at the same time.

"Are you sure that woman is from the Credit Card Sect?"

"That aura is absolutely unmistakable. Back then, Jian Di had come into contact with a member of the Shengdao Sect. She was also a woman, and Jian Di had a romantic debt with that woman, so I am very familiar with this aura." Curse Nightmare

When he replied, he unintentionally brought up a piece of gossip about the Demon Saint Jianqi.

"Interesting." Feng Chen held up his chin and looked at the woman from the credit knife sect in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

But Curse Nightmare then went on to talk about the details about the Credit Sword Sect: "Generally speaking, those who are truly successful in the Credit Sword Sect will only lend their swords on credit and never sell them. And they are not those who are lucky.

Even those who are not extremely talented will not be able to get into their eyes. And those who sell knives are probably only half disciples of the Credit Sword Sect, and have not yet received the complete inheritance."

"You have such a secret, Curse Nightmare, I found that you really know almost everything." Feng Chen admired sincerely.

"That's natural." Seeing that the curse was showing signs of wandering, Feng Chen hurriedly stopped the topic.

At the stall in front, a transaction had been completed. Since each person only sold one, he was reasonable. He took out the spirit stone and took a knife. He didn't stay too long, playing with the 30,000 yuan he had just bought.

The treasured sword left alone.

Several black shadows followed quietly behind him. This person seemed to be aware of it, but also seemed not to notice it. He just walked towards the outside of the black city with a smile.

There are bound to be a few more wandering souls outside this dark city today.

…

The first person bought the knife and left, and a few of the remaining people seemed to be moved. After all, the knife was indeed a good knife. Although the monks were more or less capable of sacrificial refining, not everyone could refine magic weapons.

It is expensive to find a specialized weapon refiner to customize a magic weapon that you can easily find. Therefore, most people buy their weapons from the magic weapon pavilion.

After a long period of fighting, or damage, or for upgrading, some of them need to be replaced.

"I want this knife." Another bald man spoke, picked up a long knife, and handed over a storage bag.

"Here are thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

Unexpectedly, the woman did not reach out to take it, but shook her head and said: "Thirty thousand is not enough."

"What? You didn't say 30,000 just now. You are kidding me. Don't think that you are a monk who has overcome the tribulation, so I am afraid of you."

This bald man had a scar on his face that spread from his forehead to his chin. He was filled with a sinister aura, and his angry look was even more powerful at this moment.

The woman from the Credit Sword Sect was unmoved at all, and just said: "The price of my sword varies from person to person. The person just now needed 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and you need 40,000."

"I will give you 30,000 yuan today. You have to sell it whether you want to sell it or not." This bald man was also aroused. Of course, he is not stupid. He only has a combined cultivation level. He dares to go through the tribulation with a person.

The monk made a challenge. He had already secretly summoned someone.

At this moment, a menacing voice came from behind Feng Chen: "Who dares to bully my brother?"

Hearing this sound, the crowd couldn't help but disperse into a passage. It was also a bald man. He was almost carved out of the same mold as the one in front of the stall before. He was definitely Tie Tie's brother. He also had a scar on his face.

It’s just that the one just now was on the left side of the face, and this one is on the right side.

"It's Kou Yuankui who's here. Now, this little lady is going to be in bad luck."

"That's right. No wonder Kou Yuanwu dared to challenge that Dujie figure. Sure enough, his eldest brother is also nearby."

"Kou Yuankui is at the peak of the middle stage of the Tribulation. He has also had the experience of being undefeated against strong men in the late stage of the Tribulation. That woman will be in danger if she does not cross the early stage of the Tribulation."

"Speaking of which, that woman is indeed a little over the top. She's looking at people's bids. Isn't this a show of provocation?"

"Hush, be careful, we don't have a big brother who can overcome the calamity behind us."

…

Shrouded in Feng Chen's spiritual consciousness, he intercepted many secret messages and learned a lot of information. These two bald men were stationed in the Black City, and many people recognized them. The eldest brother Kou Yuankui and the younger brother Kou Yuanwu were brothers from the same mother.

The difference in cultivation level is quite a bit. The eldest brother is at the peak of the middle stage of Tribulation, and the younger brother is only in the late stage of integration.

In Feng Chen's view, Kou Yuankui's strength is indeed good. He is full of blood, and his foundation is obviously very solid. The crowd said that he had fought against strong men in the late stages of the Tribulation without losing, which was probably not an exaggeration. Feng Chen estimated that even if he was at this moment,

, it is not easy to defeat Kou Yuankui.

"It's just a good idea to lend him his hand to see what the background of this girl from the Daoist Sect is like." Feng Chen secretly thought. The black robe and bamboo hat on the woman's body seemed to be some kind of secret treasure. Even with Feng Chen's consciousness, he could not disturb the woman's mind.

Under the circumstances, other than the aura of the Tribulation Stage that she actively exposed, no more information could be found out. This was very detrimental to his plan.

Now that a free master came, Feng Chen applauded from the bottom of his heart, wishing that they would start fighting right away... What Feng Chen didn't expect was that Kou Yuankui just glanced at the woman, and without saying a word, Kou Yuankui slapped Kou Yuanwu on his bald head.

"Crack" sound shocked everyone.

Kou Yuankui asked: "Tell me, are you looking for trouble because you look at someone's beauty again?"

Kou Yuanwu covered his head with an aggrieved look on his face: "Brother, it's really not true. I really didn't mean to cause trouble this time? I just used my cultivation to bully others." Then he explained the cause and effect.

"Really?" Kou Yuankui seemed a little unconvinced and asked the people around him.

These people either took advantage of Kou Yuankui's power, or wanted to make friends with this powerful man who had overcome tribulations. You and I would quickly restore the story. Now Kou Yuankui was not happy, and pointed the finger at the credit knife.

Door girl.

"Girl, if you ask for 40,000 yuan, our brothers have no objection. However, we just made a deal of 30,000 yuan, and my brother wants 40,000 yuan. Do you think our brothers are easy to bully?"

"Today, 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones are here, and a knife is given to my brother. Then just pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, there is no chance of having to do it."

Seeing this, Feng Chen was even more surprised. He didn't expect that Kou Yuankui didn't look like a good person, but he was actually quite heroic, measured, not bullying, and quite to his liking. However, the woman from the Credit Dao Sect still refused to give in at all.
Chapter completed!