Chapter 1725: Monk

"Blood coagulation flower, the main material for refining hemostasis pill, as long as ten middle-grade aura stones, pass by, don't miss it."
"The skull of the seventh-level middle-level beast, the cloud-walking lion, can forge level eight weapons, and 20 middle-level aura stones.
"Mysterious ore is difficult to melt. It is said that you can forge the best magical weapon, a middle-grade spiritual stone, which will be sold at a big sale. The daoists who want it will come quickly to buy it."
As soon as he walked into Yunshui Town, countless noisy shouts came into Zhang Yifeng's ears.
Although the town is small, it is very lively.
Zhang Yifeng only took a look, then withdrew his gaze.
Many of the things sold by these monks were very low-level materials, and with his current vision, he couldn't get into his Dharma vision at all.
And he discovered that the things sold by some monks were worthless fakes, but in their mouths, they were said to be the ultimate treasures that could forge magical artifacts.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to walk forward, but a group of people suddenly surrounded him.
This group of people formed a circle very skillfully, enclosing Zhang Yifeng in the middle. It seems that this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing.
In the crowd, a monk with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek looked at Zhang Yifeng with a wretched look, and smiled and said: "Friends, you are new to Yunshui Town, right?"
Zhang Yifeng nodded and looked at the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, his eyes showed a strong interest.
He wanted to see what these monks were going to do.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng nodding his head, the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks shot a touch of joy in his eyes, and he rolled his eyes a few times, and said: "Friend of Taoism, I have an ancestral treasure here. I wonder if you are interested? "
An ancestral baby? Listening to the words of the monk with sharp-mouthed monkey gills, Zhang Yifeng was speechless for a while. Isn't this the opening remarks often used by the warlocks of the rivers and lakes to deceive people? Why did the monks start to use this trick?
However, he did not expose the lie of the monk monkey cheek monk, but asked with interest: "Oh? An ancestral baby? I am a little curious. Take it out and let me see and see."
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks vaguely glanced at his companion. It seems to be saying that I have encountered a big fish again!
There was an inexplicable smile in everyone's eyes.
"Cough, cough." The monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks coughed slightly, and watched Zhang Yifeng continue to say, "Friends, it is inconvenient to speak here, why don't we go to the side and talk?"
Zhang Yifeng sneered in his heart, but said: "Okay."
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's consent, the monk with the pointed mouth monkey cheek smiled.
"Brother, please come with me."
The monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks went all the way, leading Zhang Yifeng to a hidden alleyway.
The monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks turned around and said with a smile: "Father Daoist, this is my ancestral treasure. As long as one hundred middle-grade spirit stones are needed, please visit fellow Daoist."
After speaking, he took a blood-red wooden stick from the storage ring and handed it to Zhang Yifeng's eyes.
Looking at the stick in the hands of Monk Monkey Gill, Zhang Yifeng was stunned.
This is also baby?
Isn't this the blood sucking vine?
In the Lingyue Continent, the blood-sucking vine is a very common plant, almost wherever there are plants, there will be blood-sucking vines.
The blood sucking vine, not even the elixir, can be seen by the ancestral treasure of the monk-gill monk, he is trying to corrupt people.
Bad things happen every day, but Zhang Yifeng never thought that one day such things would happen to him.
Zhang Yifeng looked at the branches of the blood sucking vine in his hand, with a smile on his mouth.
"Sure enough, it is a good thing. A hundred middle-grade spirit stones are not expensive." Zhang Yifeng looked at the blood-sucking vine in his hand with an expression of "wow".
Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks was taken aback, and Zhang Yifeng's reaction was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
Didn't he recognize that this is a blood sucking vine?
Such a thought suddenly popped up in the monk's mind.
However, although Zhang Yifeng's words caught him off guard, he quickly reacted and saw a smile on his face.
"Since fellow Taoist has taken a fancy to my family heirloom, then I will reluctantly give up, fellow Taoist, please pay a hundred middle-grade spirit stones. The treasure is yours."
Thinking that he was about to obtain a huge amount of wealth, Monk Monkey Gill couldn't help but feel excited.
However, just as he was overjoyed in his heart, Zhang Yifeng's words made his smile freeze on his face.
"Friends of Daoist misunderstood, things are good things, but I don't want them." After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, the monk's face became cold at the time. He looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes and said coldly: "You really No?"
Tao Zhang Yifeng nodded: "Vampire vine, you can see it everywhere on the roadside, do you think I would want it?"
"Boy, are you playing with me?"
At this moment, the monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey gill finally reacted, knowing that he was teased by Zhang Yifeng.
From the beginning, Zhang Yifeng recognized that this was a blood sucking vine!
But what about this?
Now that Zhang Yifeng recognized him, he didn’t intend to continue wasting time with Zhang Yifeng. He looked at Zhang Yifeng with a sneer and said,
Fearer, I’m not troubled by you. As long as you hand over the storage ring, I will put it. you left."
Unable to coax, the monk with sharp-mouthed monkey cheek planned to grab it.
Hearing the words of Monk Monkey Gills, Zhang Yifeng smiled: "You reminded me of this."
"What did I remind you?"
Zhang Yifeng's eyes suddenly cooled amidst the stunned expression of Monk Monkey Gill. He looked at Monk Monkey Gill and said in a cold voice.
"Leave the storage ring, you can leave."
"What?" The Monk Monkey Gills monk looked at Zhang Yifeng with an incredible expression, and said, "You want me to leave a storage ring?"
"How? No?"
Zhang Yifeng did not answer the question.
"Okay, kind!"
The monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek smiled, he glanced at Zhang Yifeng, then clapped his hands.
Immediately afterwards, in a corner not far away, seven or eight monks surrounded them with fierce expressions.
Seeing the few people who suddenly appeared, Zhang Yifeng didn't see any waves in his eyes. These people he knew were the ones who surrounded him before.
At this time, a voice with a beard came: "Skinny Monkey, I have said, your set is no longer useful, no, I still have to go out."
When the voice fell, he looked at Zhang Yifeng fiercely.
"Boy, if you are acquainted, hand over the storage ring, otherwise, I don't mind letting you taste the pain."
Zhang Yifeng smiled after hearing the words of the beard.
"The pain of flesh and blood? Does it hurt? When you say this, I want to learn."