The Pan-Horned Beast has always been a product of the vast swamps outside the territory. It is known as a high-level ferocious monster and is not easy to encounter.
The fat profiteer was selling a pan-horned beast. He must have been a frequent visitor to Daze outside the territory. Otherwise, how could he have caught such a behemoth.
In the bustling market of Xuantianlin, everything is for sale, ranging from ferocious monsters and strange beasts to small medicine powder and cinnabar. It is not surprising that some people are selling ferocious monsters. What is strange is that the disk-horned beast is so big that it can weigh nearly a hundred people.
The length of the rice indicates that it is a heterogeneous species with profound spiritual knowledge.
Qiye was the descendant of the Disk-horned Beast. It was for this reason that Feng Jueyu stopped and watched.
At this time, the inside and outside of the big tree were full of people. An old man who was over sixty years old and a guy who looked extremely wretched and behaved in a careless manner were arguing with each other.
The person who spoke earlier was the guy who behaved carelessly. He looked like a middle-aged man, with a pointed chin and a pockmarked face. His triangular eyes had a cold light that was completely restrained. He looked like he had a high level of cultivation, but there was a faint trace on his body.
A faint yellow halo, although not divine power, blocked his true cultivation.
It is not unusual for monks to deliberately hide their cultivation while walking in the world of cultivation. There must be a reason for this person to do this. However, the old man opposite him also has a good cultivation. He probably has the cultivation of Nirvana and is planning to buy it.
The Pan-horned Beast never expected to be kicked in by a vulgar-looking guy, and his face turned red with anger.
"Fellow Taoist, everything must come first and be dealt with first. This big monster is what I like. The price has been negotiated. What you are doing is against the rules, isn't it?" the old man said.
The fat man selling the Disk-horned Beast smiled broadly and did not express his opinion. Feng Jueyu inquired about it and found out that at the beginning, the fat man was going to sell the Disk-horned Beast for 50 yuan, the best gold, treasure and chalcedony.
In fact, this price is already sky-high.
Then the old man came and bargained with him, and finally reached the point of forty-five. When he was about to trade, the wretched-looking guy appeared and bluntly said that he wanted to buy the Panhorn Beast, and the price was one hundred pieces of top-quality gold, treasure and chalcedony.
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In other words, even if the Disk-horned Beast was very powerful, it probably wouldn't be sold at this price. It was obvious that the wretched-looking guy was here to disrupt the situation, so the old man started arguing with him.
As a result, the wretched-looking guy did his part. When he heard what the old man said, he immediately said angrily: "It's useless to negotiate the price. Did you give the chalcedony? If you don't give it, the transaction is not completed." After he finished speaking, he turned to the fat man: "Hey
, one hundred pieces of top-quality gold, treasure and chalcedony, do you want to sell it or not?"
"Sell, sell, the one with the highest price gets it, why not sell it?" The fat man was ecstatic, exclaiming in his heart that he was right to come out today. When he found this big monster a few days ago, he spent a lot of effort to catch it.
I didn't expect it to sell for such a sky-high price.
The fat man smiled and was about to collect the chalcedony. The old man ran over and stopped him: "Hey, why did you break your promise and get fat? I was here first."
Upon hearing this, the fat man hurriedly stepped back and smiled: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, isn't the downtown area of Xuantianlin like this? We are not a one-time deal. People offer high prices, but you can't let me sell this place cheaply."
Demon."
After hearing this, the wretched-looking guy was so complacent that his nostrils were almost raised to the sky. This man was also very generous. With a wave of his hand, he threw out hundreds of dollars of top-quality gold, treasure and chalcedony, using the chalcedony as waste paper.
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Everyone looked at it in disbelief and called this man rich and powerful. Then the wretched-looking guy brought the big demon of the Disk-horned Beast. The big demon was already injured and weak. The man looked at it and ordered the fat man to untie the knot tied to the Disk-horned Beast.
He picked up the magic weapon rope and patted the disc-horned beast's head and touched it for a while.
As a result, he said something that shocked everyone.
"Little guy, please endure the hardship. Let's go quickly and don't get caught again."
The monks surrounding the outer circle were all shocked, wondering what the hell is this? Is the purpose of buying a big demon just to release animals?
The fat man and the old man were so shocked that they couldn't even speak. They stared blankly at the wretched man who was spending a lot of money.
Feng Jueyu took in all this scene and was quite shocked.
So good-looking, he spilled a lot of top-quality gold, precious stones and chalcedony just to let the Pan-horned Beast go. Is this man a Bodhisattva?
Not to mention the many monks, the horned beast was also frightened and did not dare to move at first. After waiting for a while to see the wretched man smiling like the breeze, he slowly crawled away to a distance.
There were countless monks in Xuantian Forest, and they were all dumbfounded. However, after waiting for a while, the old man who wanted to buy the Panhorn Beast came back to his senses and rushed out with a whoosh: "If you don't want it, why don't you
It’s so easy for me.”
The old man gave a low shout and went straight to kill the Disk-horned Beast. The Disk-horned Beast roared angrily, and a stream of fishy wind blew into the Hanging Sky Forest, attracting a large number of monks who stopped to watch.
Seeing the old man running towards the Disk-horned Beast, the Disk-horned Beast showed its ferocious fangs, but before one person and one demon could take action, the wretched man from earlier came from behind and killed the old man, with the force of his palm without any fancy.
It hit the old man's head like thunder.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound of a watermelon exploding, and the master of the Nirvana Realm was slapped to pieces by the wretched-looking man.
Blood and brain matter were splashed everywhere, but none of them touched the wretched man's body. He jumped back slightly, jumped out of the circle, and stood with his hands behind his back. His pair of wretched triangular eyes were full of arrogance.
"I bought it, and I dare no one to touch it."
Pointing at the ferocious disk-horned beast behind him, the atmosphere in the entire forest became depressing.
The strength of the palm at that moment was really astonishing and a little too much.
The monks from the entire Xuantian Forest gathered around. They were all chilled when they saw the scene of the wretched man killing the old man with their own hands. Among them were several monks from the early stage of Miaodu. They gathered around to watch and then immersed themselves in thought, just like Feng Jueyu.
Same, always analyzing what level the power of that palm reaches.
The wretched man had an unattractive appearance, but his skills were truly formidable. The most interesting thing was that, with Feng Jueyu's level of cultivation, he didn't even know what level this man's skills were.
It stands to reason that the strongest person outside Xuantian Forest cannot reach the late stage of Miaodu. After all, a real master would not bother hanging out in a busy city full of Lingtai realm monks and lowering his status.
As long as his cultivation level does not exceed the late stage of Miaodu, Feng Jueyu can tell.
However, the cultivation level of the wretched man is an exception, and this is what Feng Jueyu is most curious about.
Everyone was stunned, including the dish-horned beast. After a while, the dish-horned beast finally understood that what the wretched man did was to protect it. There was gratitude in his eyes, and a trace of humanity appeared in the ferocious monster's expression.
He raised his huge head and nodded respectfully at the wretched man who was only seven feet tall, and then slowly crawled away.
The wretched man stood there with a smile as usual, seeming to have everyone's attention turned to the back of his head. After a while, the big demon gathered his energy and flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace. The wretched man nodded with satisfaction.
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Suddenly looking back, the wretched man showed a proud smile and shouted: "What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone releasing animals. They've all dispersed."
As soon as he shouted, the people in the Xuantian Forest dispersed and went to do whatever they had to do.
As soon as the crowd dispersed, Feng Jueyu had no intention of staying any longer. He took out the transmission note and was about to transmit the message when, for some reason, his eyes met the wretched man's.
The wretched man was startled for a moment without looking away. Feng Jueyu looked around and saw that the people around him were retreating one after another. The wretched man suspected that he had any malicious intentions. He nodded politely and then turned around.
Prepare the ritual talisman.
Just when he turned around, the wretched man said: "That boy named Feng, stop right there."
"Um?"
Feng Jueyu was slightly startled, turned around quickly, and stared straight at the opposite side. He saw the wretched man taking three steps at a time, grinning widely, and ran to Feng Jueyu's side like lightning.
before.
"Did you just call me?" Seeing the wretched man running towards her, Feng Jueyu thought he had recognized the wrong person.
"Nonsense, of course I was calling you."
The wretched man laughed excitedly, and gave Feng Jueyu a big bear hug when he came up. Feng Jueyu was shocked and quickly pushed this strange and wretched guy away.
"Hey, I don't recognize you, who are you?"
"You don't even recognize mine?" The wretched man pointed at his nose and smiled, with a beaming look on his face.
Feng Jueyu frowned and looked puzzled.
The wretched man was very angry when he saw this. He went up and punched Feng Jueyu, hitting him lightly on the shoulder: "Damn, you inhumane guy, you actually forgot about me, it's me, it's me
Feng Jueyu muttered, and his thoughts suddenly returned to a long, long time ago.
The Dragon Soul Essence was a treasure he obtained when he was searching for the Dragon King's secret treasure in the mortal world. It once helped him a lot, and the Dragon Soul Essence was a
"Holy shit."
Feng Jueyu jumped up as if he had seen a ghost, and said in shock: "Second Master, are you Long Ao?"
The memories were fleeting, and he suddenly flew back to those years in the Henghai Desert. In order to find the Dragon King's secrets, he, Luo Di, Dou Qing, He Hongshan and others led the people of the Yanwu Hall to explore the secrets.
In the treasure land, he met Long Ao, the second master of the Twelve Dragon Sons. That happened many, many years ago. Later, the second master left Tiannan ahead of him to search for the Dragon Clan. Hundreds of years passed in a flash, and Killer Feng almost forgot about himself.
I once had such a friend.
"Long Ao, are you the second master?"
Feng Jueyu could not believe it.
The wretched man laughed so wildly that tears came out of his eyes: "It's me, it's me, boy, we meet again, it's rare that you still have me as the second master."
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