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Text_Chapter 1029 Transaction

Chapter 1029 Transaction

Facing the old man's threat, Chen Shen smiled indifferently: "Haha, is the old guy bullying my ignorance?"

"If my guess is correct, you are not Guan Yu's grandfather. You were originally from the cultivating world, but for some reason you came down to the mortal world. I think maybe your body was broken by someone, and a trace of your original soul seized your body and was reborn.

Alright?"

"No wonder Guan Yu said that his grandfather became seriously ill two months ago, and then he became erratic. Ha, they are two souls, so their personalities will naturally be very different."

"You deliberately said you wanted to drink hot soup and scolded the other party, just to drive Guan Yu away, right?"

"I also know that after a cultivator is reborn, if he does not have a good rest and continues to use the power of the mysterious soul to launch a fierce attack, it is very likely that his roots will be injured. It is not impossible that he will even die and his soul will fly away."

"Old man, let's not talk about whether you really have the courage to die with me. Even if you have the courage, whether you are strong enough is another matter."

As soon as he said this, the young man's whole body and soul could shake!

The strength of the mysterious soul, which was comparable to that of a one-star Xuanzong, hit the strange old man's soul energy circle one after another, causing it to tremble uncontrollably.

"Huh? Hahahaha, that's interesting, that's interesting! Your profound energy cultivation is only one-star Xuanhuang realm, but the strength of your mysterious soul is comparable to that of an ordinary one-star Xuanzong."

"I didn't expect that I still underestimated you in the end."

Having said that, the strange old man withdrew his soul consciousness pressure and said: "But you are wrong about one thing. I am occupying this body, not to seize the body, but to use the body to restore the soul."

"I was plotted by someone, and my body was destroyed. The remaining soul was also closely pursued by that guy's thoughts."

"Seeing that he was about to know my whereabouts, I happened to notice that there was a man in this blacksmith shop who had run out of life and his soul disappeared. So I took advantage of the situation and took over his body."

"Hmph! If that guy hadn't pushed too hard, how could I have taken away the body of a mere six-star mysterious old man?"

When Chen Shen heard this, he nodded with approval.

To be honest, who would resurrect a bad old man from his dead body unless he had no choice? Moreover, he was a bad old man who had exhausted his lifespan and had low cultivation level.

"Ha, so you become Guan Yu's grandfather? It seems that you are already used to this identity?" Chen Shen smiled faintly.

"Bah! What a waste of getting used to it!"

"When I was cultivating the world, I was worshiped by thousands of people. How majestic and majestic it was? Now that I am in such a state of decline, I am only served by a stupid brat who clumsily serves me."

The old man expressed his dissatisfaction with his mouth, but the warmth in his eyes could not escape Chen Shen's perception.

The young man shrugged: "It's majestic to have thousands of people worshiping you, but how many of them treat you sincerely? You must have recognized this, so that's why you like that young man so much, right?"

"I like him? What a joke! How could I..."

"Okay, stop pretending. I know that you deliberately said hurtful words to drive him away because you didn't want the hatred you carried to affect him one day."

The old man opened his mouth a few times, and finally sighed heavily: "Alas! You are young, but you have a vicious eye."

After a pause, the strange old man said again: "My soul power can't do anything to you, so why not, how about we make a deal?"

"Fair trade?" Chen Shen raised his eyebrows: "Hey, you old greedy guy, you still know the word fair?"

"It's your uncle! How dare you disrespect me? You, you, you..."

"Hey, the old man learned very quickly, and he can even call you 'your uncle'."

Chen Shen said with a playful smile: "Count on the time, the soup will be hot soon. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

The old man sat up with some difficulty, and then used his original soul power to condense a small spiritual talisman in his palm: "This is a psychic talisman made by me using three original soul powers."

"You only need to drop blood on it, and you can control it as you wish. If you encounter any danger in the future, turn on this psychic talisman, and a clone with 30% of my soul power will come to ward off disasters for you!"

"Oh? How strong can your old three-source soul power be?"

"You brat dare to look down on me?"

"It's not an underestimation. If you were in your heyday and gave me a psychic talisman made up of 30% of your original soul power, I would have nothing to say."

"But now you, I only have a remnant soul, and I don't know what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph! I can pat my chest and guarantee that the existence summoned by this psychic talisman can reach the realm of half-step Xuanzong! Even if you fight a one-star Xuanzong, you can still fight with him without defeat."

The strange old man said proudly: "Needless to say how valuable a psychic talisman of this level is, right?"

"Now it's easier for you. As long as you have 20,000 kilograms of medium-grade spiritual stones, I will sell them to you."

"Twenty thousand kilograms of middle-grade spiritual stones, equivalent to high-grade ones, are only two hundred kilograms. You can handle this, right?"

"Uh, I can't take it out!"

"you!"

"Besides, how do I know if you lied to me? You said that the thing summoned by the psychic talisman is half-step Xuanzong. How can you prove it?"

"Besides... the existence summoned by the psychic talisman will disappear when the energy is exhausted. It is a consumable item. The price is too expensive."

The strange old man's eyes twitched: "Your uncle! What kind of identity do I have that would make me lie to you as a junior?"

"Furthermore, although my physical body is destroyed, my soul power is long-lasting. The psychic talisman I forged with my own hands will have a lasting fighting power that will far exceed that of the middle-grade Xuanzong!"

"Such a piece of psychic talisman, let alone sell for tens of thousands of kilograms of medium-grade spiritual stones. Even if the price increases three to five times, countless people in the cultivation world will snatch it up! You actually think it's expensive? You..."

"Okay, okay. To be honest, the middle-grade spiritual stones I carry now only weigh five thousand kilograms. The low-grade spiritual stones actually weigh hundreds of thousands of kilograms."

"As for top-grade or top-quality spiritual stones, there are not even a pound and a half of them. I can make a blood contract as proof. If you tell a lie, you will be struck by thunder and you will die." As Chen Shen spoke, he immediately bit

Break your fingers and swear an oath to the sky.

"Hey, he turns out to be a poor guy." The strange old man curled his lips: "Five thousand kilograms of medium-grade spiritual stones and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones, together they are not enough to reach two million kilograms..."

"No, I'm really at a loss. You can go and I'll wait for the right person." The old man waved his hand impatiently.

"Uh... I still have 700 billion in banknotes from Ziwei Shangguo."

"If I change it to a low-grade spiritual stone, without deducting the handling fee, I can still get about 600,000 catties. But I don't have time to change it. I will leave here after the ceremony of accepting hundreds of disciples."

"If you think it's okay, I'll give you the banknote and you can change it yourself?"

Seeing that the other person had his eyes closed, he seemed indifferent.

Chen Shen advised: "If you wait for another destined person, God knows when you will be gone?"

"Seven hundred billion silver notes, hundreds of thousands of kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones, five thousand kilograms of spiritual stones, together they are not too far apart from twenty thousand kilograms of mid-grade spiritual stones, right?"

After a few breaths, the strange old man nodded reluctantly: "Okay!"


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