Chapter 503: Bright flowers in hand

"This man, may I ask which pillar the No. 46 Exchange is on?" Unable to find a place for a long time, Qin Ming grabbed a cultivator who seemed to talkative.
The monk seemed to be only about thirty or forty years old, walking with his eyes down, his steps were short and silent.
After being held by Qin Ming, he was visibly surprised at first, and his somewhat dazed eyes flashed in an instant.
Qin Ming's heart jumped, and that irresistible murderous aura emerged from the monk, but he recovered and disappeared at a very fast speed, replacing his previous somewhat dull face.
This emotional transformation process was quite fast, but Qin Ming caught it in the first place.
It seems that I asked the wrong person.
Name: Zero Three
Race: Terran
Age: 42
Cultivation: Divine Fire Realm
Message: Extraordinary blood and physique, like an ancestral witch, practice has a set of blue cliffs.
"Ok......"
This attribute panel was a bit familiar. He didn't expect that the one hand in hand was actually a player from Biluodian.
This was something he hadn't expected. After all, in his impression, the people of Biluodian had never been seen, and were good at hiding themselves.
Walking on the street so upright and bright, it seems a bit weird.
"There." Just as Qin Ming was raising his vigilance in his heart, the old man from Biluodian was uncharacteristically, pointing to one side, and said in a somewhat heavy voice.
"Thank you." Qin Ming paused for a second and replied.
Brother Biluodian didn't reply to him, he hurried away again, and disappeared before Qin Ming's eyes a few steps.
Upon seeing this, Qin Ming was thoughtful, but since the other party didn't bother him, or didn't know who he was, he didn't take the initiative to provoke him.
After all, Biluodian is a behemoth that can contend with Qiankun Yunzong. It's not something he can entangle with now, it's best for nothing.
Following the guidance of this kind person, Qin Ming walked past the top of a stone pillar and finally found the 46th trading center.
The inside is no different from the trading center he had entered before, except that the monks who traded in it were different.
"I have a hundred top-grade Yuanjing!" An old man in the Divine Fire Realm faced a shop and raised the price.
However, the monk sitting there cross-legged shook his head and uttered two words very simply, "Not enough."
The old man of the Divine Fire Realm frowned, was silent for a moment, and then said: "One hundred and twenty high-grade Yuanjing."
The cross-legged monk still shook his head.
Now the old man's face has become a little uncomfortable, "Although this bright spirit flower is rare, the 120 top-grade yuan crystals are far higher than the price set in the market, why are you not satisfied?"
After all, the old man's momentum rose slightly, and the oppressive power of the strong in the Divine Fire Realm showed.
But the cross-legged monk didn't panic, he was still very calm, his figure didn't even move, and he was not afraid of this old man.
"What the flower is used for, presumably the seniors are quite clear. I don't need to elaborate on its particularity. I want one hundred and fifty high-grade crystals."
The cross-legged monk gave a higher transaction price, which made the old man's brows even tighter.
He could not afford to give one hundred and fifty high-grade Yuanjing, but this amount had exceeded his psychological expectations. Even if he was a powerhouse in the Divine Fire Realm, it was not a small amount for him.
"Too much." The old man tried to bargain.
The cross-legged monk was not in a hurry, he seemed to have seen that the old man had a need for this spiritual flower, but he just smiled and didn't talk, killing the old man's patience.
Just as the old man wanted to say something, a voice came from the side.
"One hundred and fifty top-grade Yuanjing, I want this spiritual flower."
As soon as the voice came out, the old man turned around and looked around, seeing that it was a young man, his eyes sharpened suddenly.
"Young man, I saw this spiritual flower first." The old man said solemnly, with hints of warning in his words.
"You can't say that. Since the predecessors haven't reached a deal, I can naturally participate. If there is any offense, I hope I can forgive me." Qin Ming said with a smile.
For Qin Ming's ignorance, the old man gradually narrowed his eyes, and seemed a little angry.
"I don't know where the juniors are from, but they are very face-to-face."
"I'm from Gulan Academy. When I came to Taibai Zhucheng for the first time, it was normal for the seniors to face their faces." Qin Ming smiled, as if he didn't feel the anger gradually emerging from the other party.
"Gulan Academy..." the old man whispered softly, seeming to be chewing these words, constantly flipping through the information about this academy in his mind.
But he didn't know anything after going through it, he had never heard of it.
It wouldn't be such a strong background background, which made him a little relieved.
But he still didn't underestimate Qin Ming. After all, Qin Ming's ability to come to this Great White Pillar City had already demonstrated that his strength was not weak, especially in the coming years.
"I have a grandson who has been trapped in the late stage of Pill Judgment for several years now. I have been looking for this bright flower for a long time, and I still hope that my little friend will cut love." The old man said, his tone was milder than before.
"I'm sorry, I've also been searching for this flower for a long time, but I can compete fairly with the predecessors at the bottom, and the one with the higher price will get it, so what?" Qin Ming shook his head and said afterwards.
It's impossible to cut love. It's a big deal, who will give more money.
"Little brother's words are reasonable. This transaction has always been paid by the higher price since ancient times." The monk who sat cross-legged naturally hoped that the higher the price, the better, he laughed aside.
"Okay." In this city, arbitrarily provoking and breeding battles are not allowed, and even those with the cultivation of the Divine Fire Realm have to follow these rules.
Now that Qin Ming refuses, he can only use money to smash it.
"I have one hundred and sixty high-grade yuan crystals." The old man then raised the price.
He had bargained for one hundred and fifty pieces before, but now that Qin Ming intervenes, the price can't be sold.
It is impossible to say no regrets, but the matter is here, it is too late to say anything.
"Oh? Good." The seller was happy, and nodded to Qin Ming to see what he would do.
Qin Ming's face was as usual, and he said, "I have two hundred high-grade crystals."
The high-grade Yuanjing is no better than the low-grade and the middle-grade. In the eyes of the monks, each one is very precious.
Qin Ming raised a large number of bids at one time, and this look of certainty made it difficult for the old man to look unconcealed.
With a sigh of relief, the old man slowly said, "This spiritual flower belongs to you."
After the old man said, he walked away without looking back.
"Thank you." Qin Ming thanked the old man from the back, and then made a deal with the seller, and took out two hundred high-grade yuan crystals in exchange for the transparent spirit flower he needed.
"Little brother, for the sake of your high price, let me remind you that it may be safe in this city, but you must be careful after you leave the city." The seller was in a good mood after taking over Yuan Jing. Reminded Qin Ming.
"Thank you for the reminder, the kid knows." Qin Ming replied, accepting Linghua.
No matter whether the old man still cared about the spirit flower on his body, he would not take it lightly.