Hearing Murong Gang's cries, the Tiandao saints who were watching were immediately confused. When they saw Li Qingyun's price just now, they just wanted to curse, but when they heard his price, they had murderous intentions.
Damn it, can it be darker? It's hard enough for people to sell hundreds of holy stones, but you actually sell them for two thousand? Holy stones are not low-end natural ores like spiritual stones. They are condensed by saints who spend their time. They will never be sold.
will depreciate.
Good guy, what's even more irritating is that Murong Gang actually has the nerve to say that he is a second-rate dealer, and also explains that he bought Li Qingyun, which clearly shows his hatred value.
However, two thousand holy stones are nothing. Some saints were very curious and decided to buy one as soon as they gritted their teeth.
"Stop shouting, get one for me and buy it. I want to try it. What's so surprising about this spiritual fruit priced at two thousand holy stones?" A saint said with a dark face and gritted teeth.
"Okay, I'll give you the spirit fruit. Let me tell you, the taste must be different, otherwise how would it be worth the price? You saw it just now, the Silver Scale Saint wants to buy up all the other party's spirit fruits. If you don't buy it from me, you guys
I don’t have a chance to taste it.”
Murong Gang got an advantage and behaved in front of everyone. There was a sage with a sullen face on the spot, secretly plotting to teach him a lesson.
The saint paid the holy stone, picked up the flat peach, and took a bite without washing it.
"Huh? This smell...is a bit interesting!" The saint's eyes lit up and he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.
"Sage Guangchi, please tell everyone, what does this flat peach taste like? What kind of mysterious substance does it contain that makes you intoxicated?" This time, everyone's curiosity was completely aroused.
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say! This thing can only be understood, not expressed. Well, if you want to know, you can buy it and taste it for yourself." Saint Guangchi said, took another bite, squinted his eyes, and slowly
Taste and enjoy.
Murong Gang's eyes widened. He thought to himself, "What a fool!" I ate four pills, but I couldn't even taste them. Any mysterious substances or valuables are all a scam!
However, this shocking thing happened again. The dozens of saints who were watching just now held up the two thousand holy stones bound together by rules and grabbed the remaining five flat peaches.
"These are two thousand holy stones. Give me a flat peach quickly. I want to taste what mysterious substance is inside?"
"Stop crowding, you bastards. Just now you didn't buy a holy stone for five hundred, and now someone is selling it for two thousand, and you actually rush to buy it. Do you still have face and dignity? Hey, hurry up and get me two flat peaches.
, I will give you five thousand holy stones!"
"Isn't it just an ordinary spiritual fruit? What do you think? Everyone is really interested. Let's find out which space world it comes from. Let's go and visit it. Don't believe we can't taste it? Are you listening to what I'm saying? Don't grab it.
Yes, leave one for me, I will give you three thousand holy stones, and I will know a secret technique that can use the spiritual fruit to find the space world where they grow."
No matter whether they are people or saints, they are crazy and irrational when they rush to buy.
Just now, five hundred holy stones were too expensive, but now two thousand or three thousand are being snatched. It is simply irrational. At this time, no matter whether the saint is a saint or not, in order to satisfy his curiosity, no one cares about these thousands of holy stones.
.
Murong Gang saw that all the flat peaches in his hand had been sold out, leaving behind a lot of holy stones. He obviously made a lot of difference in price, but he couldn't be happy.
"Why? Why is this happening? The spiritual fruits produced in my space are so delicious, why is it that no one wants even one of the Ten Holy Stones? And for the spiritual fruits produced in the Qingyun Saint's space, there are people snatching up two to three thousand of them? Alas, how is the way of heaven?
It’s unfair!”
Murong Gang felt sad and put a bunch of holy stones into his own space to trade keys. Then he pricked up his ears and widened his eyes to observe the reactions of many saints after tasting the flat peaches.
"Huh? It's really weird. It tastes good and has enough spiritual energy. The key is that it contains that kind of substance. It's so surprising. Although the grade is a bit weak, it's extremely pure." Some saints sighed with emotion.
"Pfft! Stop making trouble. I've almost finished eating this flat peach. Apart from the good taste, I haven't tasted anything. Any mysterious substances or weird things are all lies. You senior saints are just
It was these black-hearted businessmen who invited us!"
"That's right, Saint Guangchi, and Saint Boyu, have you had enough trouble? If it weren't for your exaggerated expressions, could all of us be fooled? There is no mysterious substance, it's all a lie. Come on, tell me,
You are the ones invited by the black-hearted businessman, right?"
Most of the saints who had tasted flat peaches cried out that they had been deceived, and that it was their own people who deceived their own people, and this was the reason why they made a big mistake.
"Let me tell you, it must be a prank by the senior saint. How can there be any mysterious substances?" Murong Gang himself didn't believe in any mysterious substances, so he muttered in a low voice.
What kind of hearing did the saint have? For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Murong Gang, with obvious murderous intent in their eyes.
"You know there is no mysterious substance, and yet you come to deceive everyone? And you offer a high price with a black heart? Do you want to die? Although you can't take action in the trading world, I don't believe you won't return to your own space world. In the starry sky world and the void world, there are
Countless saints have died unfortunately, do you want to experience misfortune?"
The saints issued threats and were full of murderous intent. They stared at Murong Gang and tended to take action if they disagreed.
The murderous intent was so strong that it attracted the attention of the guards of the trading world. Several saint-level battle puppets appeared silently around them, their eyes like lightning, staring at the dozens of emotional saints.
"I, I don't know anything. It's you who want to buy it, I didn't lie to you..." Murong Gang was frightened and felt even more aggrieved. Why was it okay for Li Qingyun to sell tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of holy stones, but he didn't?
How come you are surrounded by people who want to beat or kill someone who earns 10,000 or 20,000 from the Black Heart Holy Stone?
At this moment, Saint Guangchi finally opened his eyes, waved his hands, and said: "Okay, you have misunderstood. This kind of spiritual fruit does contain incredible mysterious substances. You may not believe it, but it is true.
You don’t know much about water treasures, so it’s normal that you can’t feel them.”
Another saint stopped by, opened his eyes at the same time, and continued: "To put it bluntly, this kind of spiritual fruit may contain..."
At this point, he found that there were too many saints watching around him. He frowned, glanced at it, and said: "This is not a place for chatting, and this kind of information should not be disclosed publicly. Let's find a private place to talk about this matter."
.I think the teahouse opposite is good. The saint selling spiritual fruit and the silver-scaled saint just now are both there. Maybe we can meet them."
"Ah? Is there really a mysterious substance? Let's go for a walk and chat at the teahouse opposite. If I meet the saint selling spiritual fruits, I will definitely buy a few more to taste. If you don't believe this evil, you can all taste that mysterious substance.
Substance, I can’t taste it?”
Several saints with good connections walked anxiously to the teahouse opposite, ready to talk about the mysterious substance in the peaches.
Murong Gang escaped, but became even more embarrassed. He muttered in confusion and depression: "What kind of mysterious substance does it contain? I took four pills and why didn't I feel anything? No, I have to eavesdrop."
As he said that, he sneaked in and the teahouse, which was originally empty, was instantly crowded with customers.