Chapter 98: Forced buying and selling

"By the way, where did this... magic weapon come from?" Xiao Hua suddenly realized and said to himself: "The magic weapon is used by people in the demon world. Both divine thoughts and magic power cannot be used. What do I, a cultivator, want them to do?"

"Oh, this area may be a special place for selling magic weapons. No wonder there are not many cultivators coming!" Xiao Hua had already understood the reason why there were few people, so he turned around and left! This so-called magic weapon was really far away from him, so he didn't need to waste time here.

However, just as Xiao Hua turned around, a powerful divine thought swept over quickly, and looked at Xiao Hua from top to bottom, from inside to outside. Xiao Hua was shocked and almost stopped. But he also knew that this was just a divine thought, not a pressure. He, a young cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining, should not have noticed it. Therefore, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and still turned around and prepared to take steps...

"Little baby, come here!" A voice sounded, as if talking in his ear. Xiao Hua was very hungry. The voice was exactly the black and thin monk just now. "What is he looking for him?" Xiao Hua was surprised and had to stop. Then, he looked around for no reason, then pointed to his nose and asked, "Is it... which senior is called junior?"

"Well, I just call you. Apart from you, who else is talking about little dolls?" The thin black monk looked impatient, stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger, and shouted, "Come here quickly, I will tell you something!"

"Yes, I'll go here!" Xiao Hua replied, not daring to slacken at a slightest bit, so he quickly ran to the man's stall, bowed and said, "Senior... I wonder what it is to ask me to come here?"

"Take down your little thing first!" The black-skinned monk said coldly: "What's the use of wearing this thing? I can see your true face at a glance. You are a small little doll with a second-level Qi Refining Doll, why don't you dare to reveal it?"

Xiao Hua thought for a while and took the mystery down very obediently and revealed his true face.

"Oh, it's just a normal face, what are you afraid of? If you really want to cover up your face, then go to the Qiqiaomen store to buy a real mystery. This thing is useless!" The black and thin monk nodded and said.

"It's so great that the seniors know that the younger generation is a casual cultivator. I'm afraid that something inappropriate will fall into the eyes of others and cause trouble. So I thought of this confused person. The younger generation really can't afford the mysterious person!" Xiao Hua answered honestly.

"Nonsense, I know that you are a casual cultivator. You are only at the second level of Qi Refining at such an old age. What else can you do if you are not a casual cultivator?" The black and thin cultivator snorted coldly, then turned his eyes and said, "I am in a great mood today. I like you. Now I will give you a chance. If you can do me a favor, I will tell you the name. In the future, you can do something with my reputation. Of course, if your opponent takes you and wants to take your life, you can also move my name out. Maybe you can save your life! Oh, by the way, this time! Do you think it's okay?"

"This..." When Xiao Hua heard the black-skinned monk's words, he knew that this matter was absolutely impossible. After thinking for a while, he bowed and said, "Senior, please tell me clearly, please see if you have the spare energy to help?"

"I can help you, it's hard to say whether I can help you, it depends on whether you want to help!" The old man glanced at Xiao Hua.

"Please speak frankly!"

"Okay, it's actually very simple. I have so many magic weapons on this stall, you only need to buy one!"

"Ah???" Xiao Hua stuttered, "Old senior, you... are you right? Junior... just had the cultivation level of Qi Refining Level 2, and he is a casual cultivator. What do you want to do with this magic weapon?"

"The magic weapon is not a magic weapon. It does not require divine thoughts or magic power. No matter what level of Qi refining or the middle stage of foundation building, it can be used. I also like you, so I asked you to choose it!" The old man's face changed slightly.

"But... don't you think about other people?" Xiao Hua turned his head and pointed at others, but just now he was stunned. There were several people wandering around in this area just now. At this time, there were no traces, and even a single hair was gone. Only a few monks were sitting behind their respective stalls with their eyes closed. I wonder if they were regulating breathing or resting their spirits!

Xiao Hua was speechless. Who made him a cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining? He couldn't even run away!

"But, senior... it's not the younger generation's orthopedic surgery. Even if I want to buy your magic weapon, I am a casual cultivator, but how can I get a top-quality spirit stone? To be honest, I haven't seen the top-quality spirit stone yet!" Xiao Hua said mockingly.

"You want to see the best spirit stone, but the best spirit stone doesn't miss you!" The black and thin old man laughed and said, "I know you don't have the best spirit stone, but I took out seven or eight hundred top spirit stones, and I also asked you to choose one at will!"

"Seven or eight hundred top-grade spirit stones?" Xiao Hua said in surprise: "Isn't that just seven or eight top-grade spirit stones? Why is it cheaper?"

"You have no knowledge!" The thin black monk cursed: "One thousand top-grade spirit stones are the best spirit stones! I'm really too lazy to tell you, hurry up, take out all the things in your storage bag, I'll ask you to choose a magic weapon?"

"Ah?" When Xiao Hua heard this, his face turned green. There were a lot of spiritual herbs, fireball talismans, imprisonment talismans and some talisman papers for making yellow talismans, talismans and talisman pens. He originally wanted to come to Yiji to exchange for some good things, but at this time he regretted it. Why should he put the things in the storing treasure?

The most important thing is that he calculated a little bit. All these things are not worth a top-grade spirit stone. Well, even seven or eight hundred top-grade spirit stones are not enough. If... if they are taken out, wouldn't they all be taken away by this thin black man? What is left for himself is nothing but a magic weapon that is not good at eating or drinking, and even more unusable?

"Senior... I'm really useless to ask for this magic weapon!" Xiao Hua's body shrank back: "And the spirit stones in the storage bag of juniors need to be used for other purposes... You are old, you can't force yourself to buy and sell..."

Xiao Hua was almost about to cry and said pitifully.

Unfortunately, the thin black monk was not a person who loved flowers and jade. When he heard Xiao Hua say this, he turned his face cold and said with a smile: "Hehe, of course, how dare I buy and sell forcefully in Jingbo City? Even if the guards of Yiji don't say anything, City Lord Liu will not make me look good! I naturally don't dare to make things difficult for you!"

Xiao Hua's face relaxed slightly, but when he thought about the conversation between the thin black monk and the disciples of Jingbo City just now, Xiao Hua felt a sudden slap in his heart and said to himself: "It seems... it's not so easy to talk to, right?"

Sure enough, the old man said slowly again: "I remember your face. Unless you live in Jingbo City for the rest of your life and never appear in Jingbo City for a step, otherwise..."

The old man didn't say anything later, but he lowered his head and used his hand to slap the dark magic weapon on the stall, ignoring Xiao Hua, but Xiao Hua's face was pale, this... it was naked and threatening, but... what could Xiao Hua do? His obsession... could not stop others' divine consciousness. His true face had been seen for a long time, and he could not escape even if he wanted to escape!

"But the question is, who are you not good at choosing? Is it just picking me?" Xiao Hua was extremely sad and angry. After thinking for a while, seeing that no one else came, Xiao Hua murmured: "That... senior, can you leave some spirit stones for the younger generation? Otherwise, I... there will be no place to stay at night!"

"Bah, I have more than one top-quality spirit stone. If you buy a magic weapon that is hard to see in the cultivation world of Xiaoyu Continent, you can save your life. What's wrong with me? I want me to give in? There is no door!" The old man cut his way, then looked at Xiao Hua's waist, hooked his index finger and said, "Why don't you bring it to me quickly?"

Xiao Hua bit his lip with his teeth, he was really hesitant and reluctant to let it go. However, looking at the old man's cold eyes, he still held back. As soon as he reached out and was about to take things from the storage bag, he heard the old man say coldly: "I am asking you to bring the entire storage bag! Don't worry, I only take something worth a top-quality spirit stone, and don't move anything else!"

"You said just now..." Xiao Hua was about to argue that it was seven or eight hundred top-grade spirit stones, but just now he said it, but he didn't know it was the old man's eyes, and he said he felt bored, so he stopped talking, took off the storage bag from his waist, and handed it over.

"Tsk tsk, look at your broken storage bag. I... I have never seen such a ragged or cramped space before. No wonder you are embarrassed to take it out. What kind of ragged things are they?" The thin black man took Xiao Hua's storage bag, opened it, took out a few fireball talismans and imprisonment talismans, with a very disdainful expression, and threw it in again. "Huh? There are still a few 200-year-old spiritual herbs? It's beyond my expectations!" Then, the old man took out a few ordinary spiritual herbs, looked at them casually, and smiled: "Okay, little baby, you are holding a bunch of ragged yellow talismans, plus such a few spiritual herbs, well, there are hundreds of medium-grade spiritual stones to exchange magic weapons with me. Oh, I see you pitiful, I barely responded to you, please choose one!"

As he said that, he pulled everything in Xiao Hua's storage bag into his storage bag, and returned the empty storage bag to Xiao Hua.

Looking at the storage bag that didn't even have the lowest-grade talisman pen, Xiao Hua wanted to cry without tears. However, all the things were taken out, so we couldn't waste them in vain. Xiao Hua had to look at the stall in front of the old man with a blue face. At the stall, the dozens of magic weapons were all very strange and the shape was also strange. Xiao Hua didn't know which one was. After watching for a moment, the old man was impatient and urged: "Little baby, choose one quickly, I... there is still something else!"
Chapter completed!