Chapter 1373: 阴鬼小店

Baoqi Imperial City, one of the most famous cities in the Central World, is located at the source of the spirit of the Eight Diagrams Kingdom, surrounded by Lingshan, and the aura of the air is unusually rich.
"It’s not the country of the Eight Diagrams Kingdom, the size of the city is bigger than the Vulcan City!

When I came alone to the city of Bagua, I watched the majestic and beautiful gossip of the gods, Ye Chenfeng could not help but feel.
Along the straight road into the Eight-Island Imperial City, Ye Chenfeng found that there are many masters on the street, and the beastmasters can be seen everywhere. Nirvana can see it.
The time is late, the Eight Diagrams Emperor City is too big, Ye Chenfeng decided to stay for one night, and then go to the Eight Diagrams Palace in the morning to give a kiss to the Eight Diagrams Emperor.
"Zizhu Inn, stay here tonight."
Don't go far, a beautiful purple bamboo forest is printed into the eye of Ye Chenfeng, and in the purple bamboo forest, there is a three-storey high, completely built of ancient wood, antique, very quiet Inn.
I just walked into the inn, and the noisy sounds passed into his ears. At this time, there were two diners in the Zizhu Inn who talked about the destruction of Tianshan Island and the three Nirvana heavens.
"Xu Xiong, have you heard of it? Someone has destroyed the roots of the nine-day of the country, and has killed the three great nirvana of the nine kingdoms!"
A man dressed in a white martial art uniform, slightly slim, with a beard, round eyes and a sinister singer, drank the wine in the glass and said softly.
"What a big thing, I’m sure I heard it!" Sitting across from him, a man wearing a blue robes and a goatee, and his eyes were slightly white.
"Xu Xiong, do you say that this will be the power of that side?" The skinny man asked himself if he poured a glass of wine.
"It's hard to say!" The blue robe man shook his head and said: "But the Central World has the ability to kill the three great Nirvana powers. There may not be many forces. Maybe this fuse will trigger the relationship between the three great kingdoms. Guild Wars."
"Xu Xiong, do you suspect that this matter is related to my gossip or the unicorn country?" The thin man's eyes lit up and whispered.
"Hey...you don't want to talk nonsense, let the people of the gossip royal family hear, you and I will be dead!" The blue robe man's face changed slightly, and the topic was changed: "Right, I heard that tonight Ghost shop will come with a good batch of goods, let's go and see, maybe we can find a few treasures."
"Good!" The skinny man nodded and said, "Let's go shopping after we have eaten."
"Ghost Store, interesting name!"
Ying Chenfeng, sitting at the window, took the dialogue of the two people into his ears. He showed a little interest in the so-called sinister shop. When they left, they quietly followed up and came to a suburb of the city. Dim, revealing a strong yin, some gloomy ancient courtyard.
Although the ancient courtyard in front of you has a strange look, but there is no shortage of strength, wearing a gorgeous master to enter and choose treasures.
When Ye Chenfeng walked into the ancient courtyard filled with yin, and when the two men came to the dilapidated ancient house, they saw a man wearing a linen robes, his hair was messy, and the old man who was not trimmed was lying. Above the bamboo chair.
In front of him, there was a long strip of paint and a long strip of paint. There were dozens of weird, earthy treasures on the table.
Judging from the yin and contaminated soil left by these treasures, these treasures are most likely to be some funerary objects. They are stolen from the tombs of the old people.
"Master!"
When the old man of the linen was seen, Ye Chenfeng’s pupil could not help but shrink. He did not expect that this extremely embarrassing old man turned out to be a nirvana.
"This central world really crouching, the master is too much!"
Ye Chenfeng whispered to himself and directed his eyes to dozens of weird funerary objects.
"Chinese goods shards!"
The brain is inductive for a while, and Ye Chenfeng’s gaze locks a man who is bloated, wearing a dark gold robes and squinting his eyes, and he is holding a fist in his hand, licking two ancient Black iron block with lines.
After repeated sensing by the brain, Ye Chenfeng determined that this black iron block is a piece of high quality Chinese saint.
"Ghost, this black iron block I want, open a price!"
It was repeatedly identified several times, and the small eyes of the bloated man’s quilt shot the radiant light, and asked.
"Thirty products of Tianjing!"
The old man in the robes raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the bloated man, hoarse and scorpion.
"Is this broken iron so expensive?"
Tianjing is extremely rare in the central world. Even if the bloated man is in an extraordinary position, let him take out 30 pieces of the following products and feel the pain, and the brows are wrinkled.
"Do you say that the Chinese shards are expensive?" The old man of the robes did not ask for a trace of emotion.
"This broken iron block is a piece of Chinese artifact!"
When the old man of the robes was heard, many people’s eyes lit up, and they brushed the pieces of the sacred objects in the hands of the bloated man.
"You can't buy it, don't buy it and put it down, don't delay the old man's time." The old man in the mao robes warned coldly.
"Okay, I bought it!"
Although the product Tianjing is scarce, the fragments of the Chinese product are equally valuable, and can be greatly enhanced by the armor.
In the end, he bit his teeth and took out thirty of the following products, and traded the pieces of the Chinese saint.
The bloated man bought the shards of the sacred objects from the old man of the robes, and several people picked up the treasures of their favorite, and spent a lot of money to buy the treasures.
"I don't know how to sell this wood?"
After devouring the brain, the morning deduction of the induction, Ye Chenfeng locked a seemingly insect-like, filled with faint yin, the thickness of the arms, the surface of the ancient wood, whispered.
"Ten Shixia Tianjing!" said the old man of the Mapao indifferently.
"I don't know if the best soul crystal can be traded?"
Ye Chenfeng killed Nirvana's power, although he harvested Tianjing, but he integrated Tianjing into the body of Jianling, and now there is no one.
"The best soul crystal is useless to me, I only need Tianjing!" The old man of Mapa said without a trace of affection.
"I bought this piece of wood!"
When Ye Chenfeng prepared to exchange things and traded this piece of ancient wood that he was interested in, he sounded proudly, one wearing a gorgeous robe, revealing noble spirits, and arrogant on his face. The man of the color came to the side of Ye Chenfeng.
"This wood seems to be the first thing I see!" Ye Chenfeng's brow slightly wrinkled, looking at the man in the robe, said lowly.
"What is it?" Huapao man dismissively said: "Do you have the product of Tianjing to buy it? If you don't give me a roll away, don't be embarrassed here."
"I don't have the product of Tianjing, but I have this thing. I don't know if I can trade this wood?" Ye Chenfeng resisted the killing in his heart, and his heart moved, and he will be filled with death and death. Luo took it out of the Qiankun environment.
"Death Mandala, you are such a spiritual thing!" The ugly old eyes of the old linen man stood up and stood up on the bamboo chair. He said with a slight surprise: "Death mandala gave me this wood. It’s yours.

"Thank you!"
Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and gave the death mandala to the old man of the robes. Under the gaze of the robes of the robes, he traded the ancient wood that he was interested in.