Reverend Insanity: Version 379: Selling New Year’s Beasts
"What?"
A thousand ancestors heard the words and suddenly felt an anger.
Although he has a lot of wives and concubines, the most fortunate among them is the fairy in the third room.
Who doesn't know this situation in the fairyland of Ximo?
Cuibo Fairy is in trouble now. If it ’s artificial, then the hands of these magpies will not keep his ancestors in his eyes!
There are two of the biggest possibilities.
The first is the hands-on Wuxian, who is strong and strong, and also has eight turns of power. Only then is he not afraid of his ever-changing ancestors.
Another possibility is the legacy of the Western Desert Alliance. The value is too great, the wealth is moving, and the intention of killing is impulsive.
"I forbear." Qian Qian's ancestor took a deep breath and pressed his anger in his heart.
At this time, he shouldn't go out at all.
The meat packs on the surface of the body are still agitating, and new beasts continue to grow.
He needs to heal, heal himself.
If you forcibly exit the customs, if you encounter other eight turns, I am afraid that you will reveal the truth.
"I occupy the Vientiane Desert, and the fairyland all know that I have inherited the true truth of the savage here. If the weak facts are exposed, I am afraid that it will arouse the minds of some people. Also, for the moment, let Red Cloud go Explore the truth. "
Thinking of this, the ancestor of Qianbian changed to the door and said, "Hongyun, you set off immediately, find Cuibo, save her."
The fairy outside the gate is sincere and terrified: "Master Qifu, the prince is inadequate in combat power, and his own security is small. If he delays the master's plan, then he should be guilty of death."
"Anyway. I will give you eight turns to the centipede, leaving me with a will and fairy yuan, to protect you. You can go." As soon as the voice of the Qianbian ancestors fell, the door opened a gap. From it, a group of wills flew out, wrapped in an eight-turned centipede, and a lot of cents.
The female fairy Hongyun was overjoyed, and she worshiped for three times: "Let your body take the lead."
Thousands of ancestors withdrew the Red Cloud Fairy, and focused on themselves.
Although he loves Fairy Fairy, he is more concerned about himself. Looking at more and more young beasts in this hall, the ever-changing ancestor's brows are getting deeper and deeper.
"These beasts are either beasts or ancient beasts in these years."
"I am full of providence, and I am the enemy, I ca n’t use it at all!"
"Kill them, get the materials locally ... it's far better to sell them directly to Bao Huangtian."
A thousand ancestors are helpless.
This time, he has almost drained his inside. Now that his fairy tale is a mess, so is his situation, and his combat power is going to drop, even worse than before the robbery.
What's even more encouraging is that although the whole Manchuria has passed, there is only a loss and no gain in Daochen.
"It ’s really getting harder and harder for you to practice."
"Even if I have the true story of savageness, I will be dead forever if I encounter thousands of calamities."
"It's no wonder that in the vast and long history of the human race, there are only ten people in the nine-turn Zhuxian who emerged. Hey!"
Thousands of ancestors sighed deeply, and stuffed a wild animal into the fairy.
Through Xianqiao, he sent this young animal to Baohuang Tian again.
Any merchandise entering Baohuangtian will emit a treasure light.
Although the old ancestral beast of Qianbian, although it is not authentic, it is a part of his own physical change, which is formed by combining the will of heaven and the Tao of Tao. However, after entering Baohuang Heaven, it immediately emitted a strong and rising treasure light.
This layer of Baoguang immediately attracted the attention of a lot of Xunxian.
Some are the wills left by Xunxian here, others are the spirits of Xunxian who are communicating with Bao Huangtian.
"How do you sell this beast?" Soon, there was an immortal goddess who came to the door.
A thousand ancestors smiled and replied, "Not busy, not busy."
Later, he packed the young beast into Baohuang Tian again.
The beast itself is rare, after all, it is a beast that lives in the river of time. Whether in the Five Realms or two days, they rarely meet. As for entering the river of time, this difficulty is higher than entering black and white for two days. Often, only the eight-turn power of reversing the order of the Tao can enter freely.
The ancestors of Qianbian have now taken out so many young beasts, and they are not ordinary new beasts, either barbaric or ancient barbaric, which immediately caused Bao Huangtian's sensation.
"Yu Xianxian can suddenly sell a lot of New Year's beasts, go and see."
"The quality of the beasts has been very high these years. It's amazing."
"It's hard to imagine that someone has raised so many young beasts. I'm afraid this seller is the power of Zhou Dao!"
The immortals constantly communicate and speculate.
A thousand ancestors are quite satisfied. The sensation created by him deliberately has begun to spread rapidly. Soon there will be more and more magpies paying attention here.
"The beasts of these years are pure and natural. I haven't planted any means of slavery from beginning to end. You just have to look at it," the ancestors of Qianbian said.
After a brief look at Xun Xian, this is indeed the case, asking prices one after another.
"No rush, no rush." The ancestors of Qianbian just dodge.
He is waiting.
These beasts are not real beasts in these years, but their physical immortals, combined with the power of all calamities. There is still a difference from the real natural beast.
A normal beast can be enslaved. But these beasts filled with providence, I'm afraid they cannot enslave. Even if someone can do this, it must be at the level of power and possess extraordinary means.
So, the ancestors of Qianbian must sell in the shortest time to sell these beasts.
This sale cannot be long.
As time goes by, everyone discovers clues and publishes them, then the business will suffer a huge blow.
"It is best to have a buyer who directly offers a high price and swallows these beasts for years!" Qian Bian's ancestor was thinking wishfully in his heart.
The potential targets he wants to sell are in those superpowers, or eight-turns of the gods.
More and more young beasts have been placed in Baohuang Heaven by the thousands of ancestors.
The immortals are amazed and think that this is a big deal. The scale of the beast is extremely rare in the past 50,000 years.
Seeing that more and more people are paying attention, the ancestors of Qianbian started to announce: "I am in trouble, and whoever buys more will be sold first. The price is based on each year of the beast The precious light on his body calculates that Tong Tong is not bullying. "
As soon as the remarks came out, those casual practitioners and Yinxian all complained.
But there are also many people who stand out and ask or negotiate prices.
These people are either Ba Zhuan Meng, or they are representatives of super powers.
Thousands of ancestors consulted closely with these people, and his state of mind gradually calmed down. According to such a hot degree, after the beast was sold, he could make a lot of money!
Maybe it can make up for the loss of the robbery, not necessarily.
Feng Jiuge is flying at high altitude.
The sky is clear and cloudless.
Looking down, I see the sand dunes rolling and the lines soothing and flowing. What makes Feng Jiujie feel more comfortable is that this desert is not dead, but some plants are growing.
Some immortals point the way, some are arrow and arrow bushes, and some are white-tooth flowers, which bring a lot of vitality to the desert.
These are common plants in the West Desert.
Fairy guide, very similar to a cactus, with needle-like leaves on the surface. The fairy's directions are all in the shape of human palms, only some are fists, some are forefingers, some are raising the little finger, some are raising the middle finger, and the directions of the fingers are also in the southeast, northwest, up, down, left and right.
The shuttle arrow shrub is the most common shrub in the western desert. Its branches are thin and stiff, and they are usually as high as one foot, and some are as tall as two or three feet, which is higher than the buildings. In the shuttle bush, there are often some sandworms and even wild crickets.
As for the white tooth flower, it looks like a sunflower, has the size of a washbasin, faces the sun, and absorbs sunlight. The outer circle of the disk is orange petals. In the center of the faceplate is a slice of white flower teeth, which are very densely packed. In the light of the sun, a halo like a pearl shines.
Feng Jiuge has no intention to appreciate these unique scenery of Ximo.
His main attention is focused not far ahead.
"Near, Fang Yuan and others should be near here." Feng Jiuge began to dive downward.
Soon, his height dropped sharply and landed on the hot desert.
His descending speed is very fast, but from beginning to end, there is no sound, and no waves are formed.
Feng Jiuge's eyes swept away, and his eyes flashed, and he found out.
"There is a magic array here!"
This magical array is naturally unbreakable. Although it is just a normal array, if it is broken, it must strike the grass and scare the snake.
Feng Jiuge thought for a moment, he found that this magic array did not isolate the air inside and outside.
A wind blows exactly.
Feng Jiuge stretched out his hand and caught it slightly forward.
He caught the wind in his own hands.
Then he slowly held his hand, and a secret killing move was secretly stirred up, and his breath converged to the extreme.
Finally, Feng Jiuge opened his fist, clenched the wind in his hand, and patted his chest gently.
Whoohoo ...
Immediately, there was a sound of wind lingering all over his body, naturally, just like before.
Driven by this wind, his footsteps flickered easily, and he penetrated the magic array and came to the inside of the array.
A sudden change in vision.
A huge vortex of sand flow directly occupied Feng Jiujie's entire vision.
The rumbling voice keeps covering his ears, making Feng Jiuge feel as if he is standing beside a huge waterfall.
The rising dust is like the water vapor from the waterfall.
The whole sand vortex covers an area of 100 acres and has a magnificent scene.
Feng Jiuge glanced quickly for a week. Without finding the trace of Fang Yuan and others, he set his sights on the center of the sand vortex.
There is a black hole, a bottomless hole.
After investigating, Feng Jiuge didn't hesitate anymore, got up again, and flew into the hole.
The wall of the cave is made of spirally flowing sand, and Feng Jiujie flew down all the way. The mouth of the sand vortex is still very wide for Feng Jiuge alone.
Deep into the sand hole, Feng Jiujia was soon in a deep darkness.
Feng Jiu's songs don't look at things, but it doesn't matter. His investigative methods are not few and they are quite delicate.
It's so dark, it doesn't bother him.
"Here is the breath of Zhou Dao!" Feng Jiuge jumped slightly, he knew that he had come to the right place.
Well, here is a tributary of time. Fang Yuan can follow the tributary of time to enter the long river of time and find the true story of Honglian!
ps: After that, there is a single chapter about the author ’s signature postcard gift activity in August, everyone is interested to take a look. (To be continued.)