Chapter 1373: senior

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Chapter 1373: Senior
The night was deep, and the colorful clouds in Youyun City were dreamlike.
In the center of the city, the old Xuanyuan Dan Pavilion, which was quite old, was shining and golden after night.
The Dan Pavilion on the left is also like the Medicine Pavilion on the right. There are more than 100 closed rooms that can completely isolate the inside and outside. In front of each room, a long line was filmed. At night, it seemed that this pavilion became more profitable.
In a room to the right of Dange's center, a young woman sat behind the counter with a beautiful face and a picturesque look. She was under the yellow dress, her body was beautiful, her curves were exposed, and she oozed from her body. The breath that comes out is extremely powerful.
If there is a master here, you can feel that she is a Tianshi.
"Crunch!"
The door was pushed open, and a slender white robe man with frosty hair was coming in. Although his face was young, he was obviously not young, and he had a sense of immortality. What is particularly strange is that the breath lingering in this person's body is extremely wonderful and makes people tremble.
The yellow skirt woman's heart was stunned, and she immediately judged that the old man in white robe should be a big man who was unfathomable.
"Welcome the seniors to Xuanyuan Dange, do you know what elixir they need?"
The woman in the yellow skirt stood up, slightly embarrassed, still smiling, but a little more respectful in her tone. The staff of Xuanyuan Dange must not only have good eyesight, but also be exquisite. Customers with such unpredictable strengths as before must be cautious and not neglect.
Of course, with the background of Xuanyuan Dange, naturally there is no need to fear anyone, but it is natural to have a shop attitude.
"Little girl, there are several juniors in my husband's house. Two" Yanghun Dan ", three" Shentong Pills ", one" Tianxin Baolu "and one" Tianwei San "are required. How many dzi?
The vigorous voice of the old man in the white robe immediately sounded.
The woman in the yellow skirt smiled with a smile, saying: "Senior, 'Yanghun Dan' is 20,000 Dzi, and two are 40,000; 'Shentong Pill' is 40,000, and three are twelve. 10,000; one copy of Tiantianbaolu 60,000 dzi; one copy of Tianwei San 80,000 dzi, a total of 300,000 dzi. "
For example, Jiazhen's price was well calculated, and the woman in the yellow skirt said, "Should the senior plan to pay by bead card, or ..."
"Little girl, my husband pays with this thing, how about it?"
As soon as the voice of the old man in the white robe fell, the woman in the yellow skirt felt her eyes filled with gorgeous red awns.
The old man in the white robe opposite fell to the right hand behind him with a fiery red knife. The knife was more than two meters long. It seemed to be carved from beautiful jade, crystal clear and red. Almost immediately after the appearance of the long knife, the terrifying atmosphere filled the entire small room.
"Xiapindaoqi!" The woman in the yellow skirt changed her expression, exclaiming.
"Little girl, I don't know if this lower-quality device is worth 300,000 dzi?" The old man in white robe smiled and put the long knife in his hand on the counter.
"Oh!"
The woman in the yellow skirt held the knife handle, and a yuan was sent in. The clear, high-pitched tremble echoed immediately, and she seemed to want to overturn the entire room. Then, more and more terrifying breath spread out At the same time, a fierce energy burst out from the knife.
Around the blade, the ripples visible to the naked eye swept away.
"Predecessor, this is a superior inferior device."
The woman in the yellow skirt had deeper beautiful eyes, and her shock was stronger.
After some attempts, she immediately confirmed the quality of this lower-quality device. The law of her own Tao does not conform to this long sword, but even so, it can be urged to such an extent that if it falls into the hands of the right person, it will certainly be able to exert more powerful power.
"In my Danxuan Pavilion, the average lower grade Taoist can be worth 150,000 dzi, the medium lower grade Tao is worth 200,000 dzi, and the lower-grade lower grade Tao is worth 300,000 dzi. The predecessors determined Want to use it in exchange for elixir? If it were to be auctioned, it should be able to sell for a higher price. "
The woman in the yellow skirt calmed down and said slowly. She explained the situation first, so as to avoid the customer suddenly regret after the transaction was completed.
"Of course the old man knows."
The old man in white robe smiled. "A piece of good-quality equipment, the old man is too lazy to go to the auction room to toss. Little girl, since it is worth 300,000 dzi in Xuanyuandan Pavilion, so change it."
"Ok!"
The woman in the yellow skirt nodded, a little smile appeared on her pretty face, and even if she pinched her fingers, she wrote directly on the smooth countertop of the mirror, her fingers lingered, and infiltrated into them like silk. The red character flickered across the table.
She wrote exactly the elixir that the old man in white robes needed.
"Senior please wait, the elixir you want will be delivered soon." After writing, the woman in the yellow skirt smiled and looked at the old man in the white robe with a smile, but was more curious about the origin of the old man in the white robe. If the first-class inferior Taoist instrument is regarded as nothing, its origin must be quite extraordinary.
"Click!"
After about four or five breaths, a crisp cry came from the wall behind the woman in the yellow skirt. Turn back and gently press the wall, a dark grid has been opened, there is a small tray, on which are placed four crystal bright jade bottles, all the size of a baby fist.
Each medicine bottle is labeled with the words "Yanghun Dan" and "Shentong Pill".
"Senior, the elixir you want is here." The woman in the yellow skirt brought out the tray and put it on the counter. "Senior can open it and see for yourself."
"No, the old man believes in the credibility of Xuanyuan Tange."
The old man in the white robe smiled, "Little girl, happy cooperation, the old man has left!" The big sleeve was thrown away, and the four medicine bottles were put into the sleeves.
"Seniors walk slowly!"
"..."
With the slightly respectful gaze of the woman in the yellow skirt, the old man in white robes opened the door and strode away, then quickly left Xuanyuandan Pavilion.
On the street outside Dange, monks are constantly flowing and lively.
The old man with white robes fluttered in his sleeves, and soon joined the flow of people. After walking for a while, he turned into a quiet path with few silhouettes, and then quietly turned over the wall and entered a courtyard by the road. In that courtyard, there was a man and a woman waiting, Tie Kuo and He Yutong.
"Brother Tang Huan, how is it?"
Seeing the appearance of the old man in white robes, Tie Kuo couldn't help but look happy and lowered his voice.
"It's done."
The old man in the white robe nodded with a smile on his face. Instantly, a strange change appeared on his body. The snow-white eyebrows turned into black with the speed of the naked eye. The facial features also sharply twisted. After a while, a The new handsome face was revealed.
This person is naturally Tang Huan.
The manipulation of vitality allows Tang Huan to easily change the color of his eyebrows, and it is easy for heaven and earth to change his face. The most important thing is that when Tang Huan entered the Xuanyuan Dan Pavilion, he inspired the power of casting the gods and made it faintly visible, making people feel that he was very powerful, but he could not see his depth.
Such an image of a senior man can be said to be dressed up without any trace.
After hearing Tang Huan's answer, Tie Kuo and He Yutong were relieved and relieved. Immediately, He Yutong put on the black robe that had been prepared, and turned around with Tiekuo back. When the fire flashed, Tang Huan's white robe was turned into powder, and then he changed into that black robe ...