The Taoist Qin Jian said nothing more and just left like that.

Li Ji didn't explain too much. Some things were not clear, they had different positions, and their focus on things was different. How to explain them?

If he didn't listen to the advice, the Qin Jian Taoist must be dissatisfied. Not only him, but also other swordsman golden elixirs, but this is also impossible. He has no time to argue with these stubborn old guys, nor can he endure it for decades to gain the trust of the Jian Taoist. Once he finds a way to return, he will not stay here.

Life in Kendo will not be very easy in the future. It is almost certain that there will be restrictions in all aspects, but life safety should still be guaranteed, I hope.

Day 3,

The number of people in Lelingji hit a new high again, with more than 3,000 people gathered here; don’t underestimate this number. Although Linglong Taoist disciples have tens of thousands, most of them are scattered outside, and there will be no more than 10,000 people left at Cangshan Base Camp. It is a miracle that some people who are retreating, rushing to the realm, and under-cultivating, can come to 3,000 people. Even some powerful practitioners in the high school may not be able to reach such a scale.

It can be seen that the terrible driving force of interests is the gambler that humans are engraved in the depths of their souls.

Li Ji set up a formation at a fixed time and a fixed location. Thirty-five piles of spoils were far less shocking than the previous two days, but after two days of savings, the popularity became even more prosperous.

Many of the people who come today are prepared and the rules have been explained clearly, so there is no need to repeat them; so the process is particularly fast, and in less than an hour, eighteen more people were picked up.

However, the monks watching were not as happy as yesterday, because most of today's traders chose to take the goods directly instead of filling them up on the spot. They all had their own considerations, and this kind of thing could not be forced. Fortunately, there were still three or four monks who chose to entertain everyone. The goods were very good and there was no loss, especially one of them.

The horned bird, the strongest bird, is a fourth-level monster. Not only can travel tens of thousands of miles a day, but it is also good at fighting skills. It has natal magical powers to turn into feathers and sharp edges, and its cunning can also crack stones like soil. It is a powerful riding beast that is riding and fighting in two-in-one. It is a cultivator below the Nascent Soul, and there is almost no more powerful riding beast than it.

The eggs are precious and hatching and feeding are also difficult, but once they are cultivated, the monks' fighting ability can immediately reach the level, and they are the most dazzling star today.

Things are good things, but Li Ji doesn't feel sorry. People cannot take advantage of them all. Kill dozens of monks, seize dozens of rings, and then maximize the value of each ring without wasting a spirit stone. This idea is wrong.

You must learn to eat meat and leave a bowl of soup for others; grasp the core interests closely, is it that important for others?

For Li Ji, he only needs to seize everything related to the flying sword and keep it going, so what about other losses? Among many piles of spoils, he suffered huge losses, especially the treasures such as the moon toad bead, the inner elixir of the storm beast, the eggs, etc., which was even more incredible.

So what? His sword heart is as iron as iron, and his ups and downs in his two lives, and he doesn’t need to spit the moon toad bead to protect him!

The inner elixir of the beast? What a joke? He wants to be a person with the best grade of golden elixir. How could he tolerate the fusion with the strange beast and never be able to move forward again?

He needs the help of monsters to kill people? Because he can be extremely emotional, he can be extremely swords; the iron-blooded true sword cultivator only depends on the sword. As for flying, how many beasts have you seen in Xuanyuan Sword Cultivator? Which one is not the eternal sword control, and no matter how far the road is.

Besides, Li Ji's losses are not without rewards. Although he has a poor score in the stroke of his senior Jiandao now, in other Linglong Badao, Li Ji's reputation is at its peak. Not to mention how many werewolfs he killed, he only relies on this big scale that does not hide selfishness and does not seek to be miserable. Which monk does not provoke the big guy to praise him: Real man, he is so bold!

That's why he doesn't worry about his own safety. Even if someone in the swordsmanship wants to be detrimental to him, he must at least consider the voice of the entire Linglong Dao.

This is to maintain your hope and protect yourself!

Li Ji is not raising hope. He doesn’t have the time to raise it. He is simply buying hope. But then again, can you buy it by individuals? It takes time, place, wealth and wealth, so he encounters Yin Zixing, so he has such an opportunity.

Li Ji was like the monks watching, and he was not very happy. It was logical that eighteen pieces sold in less than an hour, which was a good sales result. But the actual situation was not the case. Most of the five elements materials obtained today coincided with yesterday. There were only two or three new varieties. The nineteen kinds of materials written on Li Ji’s curtain have only been collected so far, and only half of them will be collected.

This situation is the real situation of middle and lower-level monks. The five elements treasures that can be obtained are basically the types with the largest inventory. The truly rare and rare ones are all in the hands of high-level monks. How could high-level monks look at the wealth of these foundation-building cultivators?

The most purchasing power monk returned home with a lot of money, and the rest were idle people watching the fun. In the next two hours, only three piles were sold, and the materials obtained were all repeated. Li Ji knew that the potential of Linglong low-level monks had been tapped.

"Junior brother, you see that those with financial resources are all that. The rest are worse than cheaper. Let's take advantage of the situation and help you digest a few more piles?" Some monks took advantage of the situation to rob.

Li Ji shook his head, and there were fourteen piles left. If he sold it cheaply, it was not buying hope, it was buying stupidity! And as a business behavior, this was also an injustice to buying monks in the early stage.

He didn't plan to put it on anymore. Today was the last day. Anyway, it didn't take up any place in the ring. Things were not perfect and should be content.

Just as Li Ji was preparing to close the curtain, a thin Taoist with a dry face as orange as his skin came to the stall.

"Let's wait!"

Li Ji looked at the old monk in front of him and intuitively felt his extraordinaryness. He thought he was another golden elixir, which could be judged from the silence of the idle people around him.

"You need it? It doesn't matter. Choose slowly. There may not be no good things in the remaining fourteen piles?"

The old monk didn't even look at the fourteen piles of spoils. He opened his mouth but frightened Li Ji.

"No need to choose, I want all the fourteen remaining old Taoists"

Li Ji's eyebrows twitched, all of them were needed? How could such a rich financial power? How could a person with such financial power fall in love with things that only low-level monks use for him? Could it be a joke about him?

The old monk didn't care about Li Ji's suspicious eyes, and only took out something from the ring.

"Xunfeng Jade, can I get it?"

"For exchange, for exchange!" Li Ji was very happy. Xunfeng jade and wind-type treasure materials were extremely rare. Five Elements Sword Pills can be melted, increased speed, controlled the wind, and saved the spirit. They are a omnipotent good thing. Although the old man looked ordinary, his move was so informative.
Chapter completed!