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Three hundred and twentieth eight chapters money

Because of Luo Li and his men's trouble, Sang Ying and the others finally didn't have to be trapped in the living yard and had permission to enter and exit freely.

They did not let down the benefits that Luo Li had won for them. On the same day, under the care of several disciples of the Wuji Sect, they went to the town at the foot of the Wuji Sect Mountain and bought a lot of things back.

Anyway, it was Wuji Sect who paid for it, so they naturally would not be polite.

The other two sect leaders were busy arguing with Sect Master Wu, so they didn't walk with Sang Ying and the others. Fortunately, Fu Shuangjiang was arranged to go down the mountain with them.

Because there were the disciples of Wuji Sect following, Sang Ying and others were careful not to talk nonsense, and Fu Shuangjiang just took them to visit the nearby towns like a qualified host.

Like all the towns in the cultivation world, there is also a large market here. Not only are the disciples of Wuji Sect setting up stalls to sell things, but also the three cultivators from all over the world to earn spiritual stones.

The market is divided into East City and West City. The East City sells some low-level elixirs and talismans, as well as some small things that the three cultivators have found from the secret realm. The West City is some of the big ones in the Xuanwu Realm.

The shops opened by the family have the best magic tools and elixirs in them, and none of them are cheap.

Sang Ying and the others just simply visited the East City, picked a few small items they liked, and didn't even spend a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

The disciples of Wuji Sect who followed him breathed a sigh of relief. Although they brought a lot of spirit stones as ordered by the sect leader, they were not afraid of not being able to afford the money. However, the disciples of their own sect had not been able to afford much, but they had to give this group of outsiders.

They still couldn't imagine how much spirit stones they spent.

Fortunately, this group of people knew a little bit of shame and didn't have the nerve to ask for those valuable things. This made several disciples of the Wuji Sect better their senses.

But soon, the few people knew that they were happy too early.

"The east city is all useless gadgets. If you say treasures, there are more in the west city." Fu Shuangjiang, who had never talked much before, suddenly mentioned that after glanced at the expression on the faces of the disciples of Wuji Sect, he had already seen the words.

After saying this.

Several disciples suddenly changed their faces. One of them was about to say something, but Dong Fuzhu snatched them first: "Okay, we have never seen the scenery of the West City. Brother Fu might as well take us to see what the world is like.

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Fu Shuangjiang naturally had no reason to refuse. At the begging of Dong Fuzhu and others, he led them straight to the west city.

On the contrary, the disciples of Wuji Sect were ignored by everyone without even speaking their persuasion.

Looking at their backs gradually moving away, the few people had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

They are also from major sects, so they shouldn't be so shallow, right? Several of them muttered to themselves in their hearts.

With Fu Shuangzhe led the way, a group of people appeared on the bustling West City Street not long after.

Compared with the simplicity and simplicity of the East City, the West City has obviously reached several levels.

Not to mention the luxurious and tall buildings on the entire long street, just talking about the flat bluestone slabs under their feet, you can see the perceptions on both sides.

As soon as the disciples of Wuji Sect who were following them stepped on them, their hearts began to drip.

Seeing their reluctant expressions, Sang Ying and her group became even more excited.

Especially Dong Fuzhu, who relied on her youngest age to be ignorant, even urged Fu Shuangjian to take them to the best and most expensive store to open their eyes.

Fu Shuangjian naturally responded in one go. Before the bluestone slab under his feet was heated, the group of people rushed into the largest and most luxurious store in the West City.

In the five-story building, there is a faint fragrance of spiritual tea, and the decorations around it all show the extraordinaryness of the building.

As soon as the few people entered the door, they seemed to have stepped into a new world, and they looked at almost all the treasures in the building.

Jimo Xuan picked up the sword with gems on the shelf and danced twice, and said half-truely: "This sword is good, you will definitely be faced if you take it out."

Seeing this, the guy next to him quickly flattered and said, "Yes, yes, this sword has been left in our store for a long time and has never fallen in love with any master. Today, you are attracted by it at first sight. This is fate! I looked at it.

There is no one in the world who is more suitable for this sword than you."

"Okay, I'll want it!" Jimo Xuan nodded and raised his chin to the disciple of Wuji Sect who followed him: "Go and pay."

The guy's eyes lit up when he heard this. The sword was too fancy and the price was too high, so he couldn't sell it. Finally, Jimo Xuan bumped into it, so he naturally refused to let it go.

When Jimo Xuan nodded and wanted to buy it, he bowed and wanted to lead the way for the person who paid the money, and had to make sure that the transaction was confirmed.

The disciple was filled with anger and wanted to say he didn't want it, but he couldn't afford to lose this person, so he followed the shop's friend.

Ji Fucang, on the second floor, chose a fiery red whip, and threw it a few randomly, then showed a satisfied expression: "It's pretty good, I'll buy it back and use it for my junior sister."

Dong Fuzhu, who was following him, didn't say anything after hearing this. Even though she knew very well, their senior brother Ji's junior sister was a sword-wielding player.

Since then, Dong Fuzhu and the trio were not polite at all. Bai Kejin picked a high-end velvet engraved with a defensive formation, and Lan Fusheng chose a piano that could be called the treasure of the store.

Dong Fuzhu chose and chose, but finally bought all the fairy-like skirts in the store.

When the disciples of Wuji Sect who were following the buttocks of several people were arranged to check in downstairs, they only saw the shopkeeper holding his golden abacus, scrambling them all over the place.

Finally, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "A few distinguished guests have been waiting for a long time. Discounts come to our store today to consume a lot. To express his gratitude, I will make the decision to give the discount to the distinguished guests."

The expressions of the few people were slightly relieved.

"The discounted price is a total of 570,000 top-grade spirit stones. Do you think you will pay now, or wait until the things are sent back to you before paying them?" The shopkeeper looked at them eagerly.

He recognized the Wuji Sect costumes on the people. After all, Wuji Sect is also a major sect in the Xuanwu Realm. This mere 500,000 spirit stones must be taken out, so the shopkeeper was not worried that the other party would deny it at all.

And just as he said, several disciples touched their storage bags with only tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, and could only endure the sadness and let them send their things back to the sect.

"At that time, the sect's manager will give you the spirit stones." One of them said with a bitter face.

They didn't dare to leave at this time. After all, in addition to paying these people as suspicions to the group of people today, they also took the task of surveillance from the sect leader.

If they are gone, it will be a big deal for these outsiders.

Several disciples thought well and wrote their names on the bill quickly. Then they followed Ji Fucang and others again, and worked diligently as their followers.

But they were not stupid either. After they came back, they still remembered to carefully look at Ji Fucang and his group. After confirming that no one left their sight, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, one of the disciples' eyes stagnated for a moment in the tall female cultivator in the crowd. Why does this female cultivator named Sang Ying seem to be a little different from before?

A light of inspiration flashed through his mind, but the disciple failed to catch it.

His doubts were only a moment, and soon he was interrupted by Jimo Qing's few calls.


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