"If brother, there is nothing that can compare with Wanbao Tower's collection, then I can only think that you are deliberately causing trouble. Wanbao Tower has never been too polite to those who cause trouble."
Lin Hao finished speaking coldly.
Everyone couldn't help but be startled when they heard Lin Hao's words. They all woke up quickly. They had to grasp the truth before they could take action against Qin Lang. At that time, even if the King of Heaven came, they would not be able to protect him.
Qin Lang.
They couldn't help but cast mocking smiles at Qin Lang.
"Yes, you said that the things in Wanbao Tower are all scrap metal and low-grade materials. Why don't you bring out some high-grade ones to take a look!"
"We are also very curious to see what this great monk with an astonishing tone and hands and eyes wants to do."
"That's right, maybe we are really frogs in the well, blind to sight, and have no idea what the real treasure is like. We are begging this brother to open our eyes."
"How about taking it out quickly?"
The surrounding monks all mocked.
Qizhu turned her head and couldn't bear to look at Qin Lang. In her opinion, Qin Lang was just relying on her familiarity with the Lord of Hanxue City and having some friendship with the Tang family. But in Tianyun City, this little friendship counts.
What?
If Qin Lang can't come up with anything good, I'm afraid he will be dragged out and beaten to death by Tianyun City.
With her meager face, she couldn't speak at all, let alone protect Qin Lang.
Lu Chun couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw how things had progressed.
Only Mr. Li San, who was behind Qin Lang, still had a dead face, without the slightest hint of panic.
He felt sad for these monks in his heart, because they had no idea what kind of existence they were talking to.
This is Qin Changkong, the God of Killing, and Qin Changkong, Master of Purple Flame Alchemy. He piles the magical treasures of immortals in the corner without any use, and eats the elixirs like jelly beans. If the treasures on his body are taken out, even the entire Qianhan Galaxy
All the treasures can't be compared to each other.
Not to mention that he has always been a ruthless person who can do things but not speak. He kills people all over the house and kills monks as a joke. You talk to him like this? Mr. Li San is anxious for them.
Qin Lang only came for the treasure, but he didn't want to have any conflict with them. Although he heard their strange words, he didn't get angry at all. He just smiled lightly and said: "Since I said that, of course it's because I want to sell it.
The stuff is better than the junk here."
He didn't need to store the magic weapon, he just took out the phaseless tribulation rope, and saw the treasure light shining brightly, filling the entire Wanbao Tower in an instant. The astonishing momentum emanated from the phaseless tribulation rope, making all the monks present stunned.
I was shocked.
Under the activation of Qin Lang's true energy, the phaseless robbery rope turned into a wandering dragon, hovering proudly over Wanbao Tower. The power of the law was faintly emitted, causing the space to vibrate.
Although the Wuxiang Tribulation Rope was broken by Qin Lang's Tiandu Sword at that time, it seemed to be of little use. In fact, it was all because the power of Tiandu Sword was too strong.
The Wuxiang Tribulation Rope itself is a top-level magic weapon. It has been refined day and night for hundreds of years by the immortals who have left the body. It has a certain amount of residual power of rules and is very powerful. If the spiritual treasure does not come out, this immortal magic weapon is already a top-level magic weapon.
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Lin Haogai looked at the dragon-like Wuxiang Jie Rope swimming in the air of Wanbao Tower, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He is the host of this year's Wanbao Tower sale of collections, so he naturally knows what is in the items for sale this time. He recalled them one by one in his mind. Sure enough, there is nothing that can compare to this immortal magic weapon!
The monks around him were all dumbfounded. They looked at Wuxiang Jie Rope with so much envy that they almost drooled.
Even if they are a top family like them, there is no magic weapon like the Immortal Tribulation Rope in their family. There may be magic weapons in the top sects, but in terms of level, they don't seem to be as good as this one.
"This is the clan's most precious treasure. Who would sell such a magic weapon if they don't hold it tightly in their hands?"
"Is this guy a lunatic? He stole the family's treasure and sold it?"
These top monks looked at Qin Lang with complicated expressions, with deep suspicion and envy in their eyes.
Qin Lang raised his hand to recall the Wuxiang Jie Rope and said: "How about my magic weapon? Is it better than the broken copper and iron of your Wanbao Tower?"
Lin Hao's handsome face suddenly turned livid. He could not refute Qin Lang's words. Even those who had never owned the magic weapon would not doubt its power.
Indeed, none of the collections currently displayed in Wanbao Tower can compare with it.
I originally thought I could take the opportunity to deal with Qin Lang, but instead I was slapped in the face by Qin Lang, which made Lin Hao, who had always been superior to others, very frustrated.
The other monks were also silent. The facts were before their eyes. The sarcasm they just said was like a joke. They were indeed frogs in the well. They were blind to the truth. Who would be willing to open their mouths and ask for humiliation?
However, some monks murmured: "If we can buy this magic weapon back, our family can become one of the top families and move up to a higher level!"
"If you can buy this magic weapon, you have bought a magic weapon to suppress the clan. Who among the other monks nearby dares to covet us?"
The words of these monks made everyone's hearts move. Looking at the phaseless robbery rope in Qin Lang's hand, their eyes became even more intense.
Just because of Lin Hao's livid face, he didn't dare to ask Qin Lang for fear of offending Mr. Lin.
"I wonder what the name of this little brother's magic weapon is?" At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded from the door, and a man slowly walked in and walked straight towards Qin Lang.
Everyone looked at the monk. Anyone who recognized him hurriedly moved out of the way.
When Lin Haogen saw the person coming, he had to bow and said: "Uncle Yuan!"
This monk turned out to be the senior brother of the city lord of Tianyun City. Regardless of his cultivation level, his seniority alone was frightening to death.
Uncle Yuan glanced at Lin Hao and said, "Xiao Lin, you are still a little behind. You have to go back and practice hard. It's not about cultivating true energy, but cultivating your state of mind."
Lin Hao was startled and reluctantly nodded: "Yes."
Although he is amazingly talented, he is only a young monk after all. His mind is far less mature than that of an old fox like Uncle Yuan, and he does not think there is anything wrong with his state of mind.
It was someone like Qin Lang who had been a monk for two generations who understood what Uncle Yuan was talking about.
Qin Lang clearly saw that what Qin Lang said he wanted to sell was a magical weapon, and also saw everyone's desire for a magical weapon. As the host of Wanbao Tower, Lin Hao was stuck to his own face and didn't react at all. This was already
This is a serious dereliction of duty, and he is not sensitive to interests at all, and he still doesn't know how to change his attitude.
Uncle Yuan saw Lin Hao's reluctance and shook his head secretly.
Qin Lang smiled and said: "My magic weapon is called Wuxiang Jie Rope. I got it from others. I have no use for it. Can such a magic weapon be sold in Wanbao Building? If not, I will set up a stall outside.
It’s time to go.”
As he spoke, he was about to walk out. Most of the monks present followed him, and many even started to move.
After all, it is an immortal magic weapon! You must not miss it! Most monks have this mentality. As for the collections in Wanbao Tower, they won’t escape anyway, so I won’t wait until later.
Uncle Yuan hurriedly shouted: "Wait a moment! If my little brother is willing to take action on this magic weapon in Wanbao Tower, then of course he is more than welcome!"
An immortal magic weapon is for sale in Wanbao Tower. Just by spreading this reputation, Wanbao Tower's reputation will rise to the next level. By then, it will not only be famous in the Qianhan Galaxy, but also monks in several nearby galaxies will hear the name Wanbao Tower.
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Tianyun City, which started off by relying on the Tianyun Festival, pays most attention to this kind of popularity. Uncle Yuan is a sensible person, so of course he cannot let Qin Lang and the Immortal Magic Treasure go.
Qin Lang paused for a moment, then turned around and asked doubtfully: "But the host here doesn't seem to agree? Just now you said that I was causing trouble and you wanted to be rude to me?"
Uncle Yuan had already been watching from the Wanbao Tower. Knowing that Qin Lang was talking about Lin Hao, he couldn't help but turn around and glare at Lin Hao, and said seriously: "Xiao Lin! You still don't apologize? Your master is going to know, you...
The host will definitely be punished!" (To be continued)