Chapter 1227: Take advantage of it!

Chapter 1227 Take It All!
Yang Tong counted it carefully, and directly declared after appraisal, "There are a total of fifty Nine-Rank Sacred Pills here, and each one is of equal quality."
"A low-grade spar worth six thousand five hundred, then fifty, is 325,000 low-grade spars." Chu Meteor smiled, "Old Chen is so bold, he wants to buy twice, then, It is 650,000 low-grade spars."
The people around couldn't help but take a breath. For ordinary people, this is already a huge wealth.
"Converted back, sixty-five middle-grade spar." Many people feel jealous. Spar can not only be used as barter currency, but also contains spiritual power, which can help practice.
Old Chen’s face was extremely low, he underestimated Luo Feng, fifty nine-rank sacred pill, the general price is also worth 30 middle-grade spars, but now he wants 65 middle-grade spars to buy, undoubtedly eat A big loss.
"Isn't it just 65 middle-grade spar, I came to produce it for the master." At this moment, one of Old Chen's disciples, Lu Fei, took the initiative to speak, staring at Luo Feng with cold eyes. Spar, we don't care about it yet, so you can do it for yourself."
The last sentence undoubtedly took away a bit of threat.
Old Chen also stared at Luo Feng coldly, "Come here, take these nine-turned holy pill back."
"Wait."
A voice suddenly sounded.
"What? Are you still worried that I can't afford spar?" Lu Fei frowned and looked at Luo Feng.
"That's not true. The alchemists are rich and rich, and all of them are local tyrants. I really admire your tolerance." Luo Feng said with a smile, "Taking advantage of the rare opportunity today, Old Chen generously donated, I still have some spiritual pills. Master Yang, please appraise it."
As soon as the words fell, Old Chen's face was so gloomy that he still had a pill?
Old Chen felt that he was going to be taken advantage of today.
Staring coldly at Luo Feng, his voice was fierce, "I want to see, what else can you take out."
"Just a small pill, Chen Lao naturally doesn't put it in his eyes." Luo Feng took out seven spirit pills from his bag, each with a color, colorful and gorgeous, and placed them on the table, "Master Yang, please."
Yang Tong’s sight has long been attracted by the seven spirit pills. He focused on the past, and after careful identification, his eyes became more horrified, and he blurted out, "This is Qilidan! Each color represents a kind of effect, complete A set of Seven Mile Pills is twice as valuable as the Nine Ranked Holy Pill."
Everyone was in an uproar. Looking at Luo Feng's eyes, they changed their colors. There are too many panacea in this guy's hand!
"In that case..." Luo Feng's next move was even more astounding, and he directly took out fifty sets of Qili Pills. "The value here should be equivalent to twice that of the pile of Nine Ranked Holy Pills next to him, then, too. It's 130 middle-grade spars. Of course, this is just a small amount of money to Old Chen!"
Old Chen's face twitched fiercely, his eyes full of anger.
At this time, Tsing Yi's young man was stunned long ago, wishing to slap himself severely, showing that a big rich man entered the door, but he was turned away.
Ai Shiwu's eyes fell strangely on Luo Feng's body. He wanted to know, where did Luo Feng get these spirit pills? Did he ransack an alchemist's lair?
They certainly didn't know that Luo Feng, in order to prepare to enter the realm of and refining a large number of spirit pills, did not expect to encounter this situation of buying at twice the price as soon as he came in, and Luo Feng of course cleared the stock.
After all, for Luo Feng, these spirit pills could be refined at any time as long as they had sufficient materials.
Today, Mr. Chen, the erroneous arrogant man, Luo Feng is slaughtered!
"Master Yang, please come to appraise again." Luo Feng stretched his hand into the baggage, everyone was dumbfounded, does he still have it?
Old Chen's expression was so gloomy that it looked like pig liver.
The white beard seemed to be trembling, and he was too angry to make a sound. This matter was completely beyond his control. The two sides signed an agreement with Wei Wolou as the notary. No matter how arrogant Mr. Chen, he would not offend Wei Wolou.
Yang Tong looked expectantly. After all, in a small place like Tengcheng, it is rare to see better spirit pills.
This time, Luo Feng took out fifty of them and placed them on the table.
"Ning Po Pill!" Yang Tong exclaimed, the spirit pill that this guy took out, as expected, each one was more precious than one.
"The soul pill has the effect of condensing the soul and promoting the talents of cultivation. It has a great effect on the cultivation of the younger generation of disciples by the major forces. Moreover, this is a very high-quality soul pill with almost no flaws." Yang Tong sighed with emotion. , "One soul pill is worth two middle-grade spars."
Old Chen's eyes went dark.
"So, for the soul pill here, Old Chen has to take out 200 middle-grade spars." The judge chuckled, "But, to Old Chen, what kind of money is this?"
Old Chen almost couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of old blood, very angry.
So far, the spirit pill that Luo Feng has taken out is worth 395 middle-grade spars after being doubled. This won't affect Old Chen's bones, but it hurts his anger!
I was severely slaughtered today, and this is a big mess.
"I just heard that Elder Chen is going to refine a powerful pill." Luo Feng suddenly asked out of curiosity, "How many spars can one powerful pill change?"
Yang Tong regarded Luo Feng as a big family at the moment, and immediately said with a smile, "After the strong pill can be convinced, the power will double in a short time. For the martial artist, it can save a life at the critical moment, and it is of no value. Bandit, a powerful pill. It is worth ten middle-grade spars. It's a pity that only a second-order alchemist can refine a powerful pill, and the success rate is extremely low. We, Fuji City, do not have an alchemist of this level."
Luo Feng nodded and stretched out his baggage.
Everyone's pupils widened almost because of conditioned reflex.
What does he want to do?
Does he still have a pill?
Sure enough, Luo Feng took out a jade bottle again, "Master Yang, please."
Yang Tong's pupils slightly shrank, and he poured out the spirit pill from the jade bottle. After a moment of identification, his eyes widened and he looked at Luo Feng in disbelief.
Luo Feng smiled, "Master Yang thinks, is this worth ten middle-grade spars?"
"It's worth it!" Master Yang was excited, "This is a powerful pill with perfect quality!"
Everyone around was completely dull and petrified!
Powerful Dan!
"In terms of quantity, it is also fifty. One is ten medium-grade spars. Fifty is five hundred. Oh, yes, Mr. Chen bought it at double the price. Thank you Mr. Chen for one thousand. It's a gem!" Luo Feng said gratefully.
Old Chen's body staggered, the alchemists did represent wealth, but they also spent a lot of wealth in alchemy. Now these 1395 middle-grade spars undoubtedly made Old Chen severely painful!
At this moment, Luo Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to get into the baggage.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lao simply darkened his eyes and fell to the ground in a coma.