"Can you inform the Grand Pavilion Master and ask him to come forward to solve the problem? Otherwise, I'm worried something will happen."
An elder hurriedly ran into the backyard.
Ye Qingshan frowned and said: "The Grand Pavilion Master is in retreat, and I can't go in and disturb him."
Elder Hong asked: "What should we do?"
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Elder Hong said: "Everything that can be sold has been sold. If we can't get anything back, I'm really worried that the Xianwu Pavilion will be demolished."
Ye Qingshan asked: "Is it that serious?"
Elder Hong said: "You haven't seen it, there are so many people. I heard that even the Immortal Yuan Sect has disciples coming to our Xianwu Pavilion to buy immortal weapons."
"Anyone from the Xianyuan Sect is here?" Ye Qingshan was slightly shocked. He has been staying here for the past few days and never left.
He also knows that Xianwu Pavilion's business these days can only be described in one word, explosive!
So good that it explodes.
This is all because of the black dagger that Long Fei refined last time, a god-level immortal weapon.
There are no god-level immortal weapons circulating on the market, and it can be said that they are hard to find, but the Immortal Martial Pavilion is actually selling them openly.
Just put it on the shelf for sale.
This is the first time in the history of Xianyuan City. In addition, the selection meeting of Xianyuan Sect is about to begin. Having a magic weapon in hand can be said to be an added guarantee.
One more chance.
For three consecutive days, the Xianwu Pavilion was packed.
If you can't buy magic weapons, you can even buy ordinary immortal weapons.
It can be said that the weapon-refining elders of Xianwu Pavilion have been working hard these days, but it takes a long time for them to refine an immortal weapon. At most, they can only make one piece in a day. This speed cannot meet the demand at all.
This also caused the Xianwu Pavilion to be overcrowded, but not a single thing could be sold.
"Are you still doing business?"
"I want god-level immortal soldiers!"
"I want god-level immortal soldiers!"
"Call me your Grand Pavilion Master."
"I am willing to pay 50 million Hongmeng Crystals to purchase a god-level immortal weapon..."
"What the fuck, if you don't bring out the God-level immortal soldiers, I'm going to destroy the store."
…
There are more and more people.
Most of them are young disciples.
Most of these people came for the Xianyuan Sect selection meeting.
Just then.
A sound of scolding came from Xianwu Pavilion.
"Get out of the way!"
"Get out of my way."
"If you hear me, please step aside."
The gate of Xianwu Pavilion was already so crowded that no more people could squeeze in, but two minions in gorgeous clothes rushed in, their auras a bit sharp.
"Don't you have eyes?"
"Can't you see who this is?"
"Want to die?"
…
Two minions forced a way out.
A man was wearing silver soft armor. The whole body of the armor was flashing with fluorescent light. It looked like it was not ordinary. It was at least fairy-level armor. It was extremely unusual for someone to wear fairy-level armor.
but.
Many people can tell at a glance who a young man is.
"The prince of the Sky Eagle Empire!"
"See the eagle on his chest? It's a yellow eagle, a symbol of royalty."
"This prince's status in the Sky Eagle Empire is not low."
…
The young man listened to the discussions around him with a proud smile on his face.
While he was proud, he was also disdainful of the people around him.
Because of his noble status, the people around him are rough people, and in his eyes they are inferior people.
I don't even have the qualifications to be in the same room with him.
If it were in the Sky Eagle Empire, these people would have been kicked out before he came in, but this was Xianyuan City and within the sphere of influence of his Sky Eagle Empire.
The prince walked to the counter and said in a cold voice: "I heard that there are god-level immortal weapons for sale in Xianwu Pavilion?"
"I came here especially to take a look."
"I want to know what the so-called god-level immortal weapons are in your eyes."
There was still disdain in his eyes.
The clerk replied: "I'm really sorry, our grand master has only refined one god-level immortal weapon, and it has been sold. There are no god-level immortal weapons yet. How about you choose a few ordinary immortal weapons?"
"Snapped!"
Before the waiter could finish speaking, one of the minions beside the prince slapped him in the face with an extremely loud voice, and shouted, "You are looking for death, aren't you?"
"How dare ordinary immortal soldiers show it to our prince?"
"If you were in Tianying City, you would be a dead person by now."
The five-finger mark on the waiter's face was clearly visible, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. There was anger in his heart, but it did not burst out. He said: "I made a mistake, but there really are no immortal-level magic weapons now."
The words have not yet been spoken.
"Snapped!"
Another slap flashed down the face.
"If you don't have god-level immortal weapons, then what else are you talking about?"
"Call me your Grand Pavilion Master!"
This time, blood came from the corner of the guy's mouth.
The guy himself didn't have much cultivation, so after two slaps like this, he was seriously injured, and he was so dizzy that he wouldn't be able to move at all for a while.
The minion glared and was about to take action again.
Just then.
A cold voice came, "If you touch him again, I will kill your head."
The voice was cold and filled with murderous intent.
Everyone turned their eyes and looked at the door of the backyard.
Long Fei stood at the door, Ye Qingshan and Elder Hong stood on either side.
Long Fei walked up slowly.
The minion glanced at Long Fei, grinned, and said with contempt in his eyes, "Who do you think you are? Do you want my head to fall to the ground?"
"Are you a loser?"
"snort!"
"I just hit him anyway."
During the conversation.
The henchman slapped him and dodged it again.
Long Fei's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Also at this time.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of bullets coming up, and then "Bang!"
A special bullet.
It drilled directly through the temple of the gangster. Instead of shooting out, it suddenly cut his neck like a cutting machine!
Totally unstoppable!
Don't know what's going on at all.
"boom!"
Heads fell to the ground.
The prince's face was splattered with blood. The other minion's eyes were startled and he immediately turned to look somewhere.
Many people in the hall were looking in the same direction.
Tan Dapao blew the gunfire lightly and smiled coldly, "You are so shameless, what do you think you are?"
"The boss told you not to do anything, but you still do it."
"Isn't this looking for death?"
The minion just now was also in the realm of the Venerable, but... he was killed in an instant, or by a gunnery master. You know, the gunnery master is the most looked down upon.
Tan Dapao jumped up on the stairs, walked into the crowd, then walked to Long Fei, smiled and said: "Boss!"
Suddenly everyone looked at Long Fei.
The prince looked angry, stared at Long Fei, and said gloomily: "Do you know who I am? Do you dare to kill my people?"
Long Fei shrugged and said, "Do I need to know who you are? Who you are has nothing to do with me?"
"but!"
"You need to know who I am."
"Because if you don't get out of here, I will let you lie down."
Ye Qingshan shouted loudly and said: "Didn't you hear? Our Grand Pavilion Master asked you to get out."
When Tan Dapao pointed his gun, it almost hit the prince's face.
The prince's eyes darkened, he stared at Long Fei and said coldly: "Boy, I remember you, I will let you kneel in front of me next time we meet."
Long Fei said: "Don't do it next time. If you have the ability, let me kneel in front of you now."
The prince's face turned ugly, he swept his sleeves and snorted, "We'll see!"