Invincible God of War Chapter 1085: The Fury of the Pavilion Master

The owner of the Trading Pavilion lowered his head and looked at the Jiuqu Huanglong Pill suspiciously.

"Huh!"

Immediately.

He was surprised and looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Isn't this the Jiuqu Huanglong Dan?"

"Yes."

Qin Feiyang nodded.

The owner of the trading pavilion said suspiciously: "Why did you take out this pill? Didn't it feel that the original auction price was too high? Now you want to return it?"

"Return goods?"

Qin Feiyang was surprised, what does this mean?

"My little friend, we have rules in the trading house. Once the transaction goes out, you cannot return the goods."

"Of course."

"The old man can also buy back this Jiuqu Huanglong Dan, but the price..."

The Lord of the Trading Pavilion smiled.

"Wait!"

Qin Feiyang stretched out his hand and interrupted the trading pavilion master, with a weird expression on his face: "Senior, don't you think that this is what I used to bid from the trading floor?"

The owner of the trading pavilion was taken aback and asked: "Isn't it? The only one who has auctioned the nine-tune Huanglong Dan before the trading pavilion."

Qin Feiyang smiled bitterly.

This old man is really cute.

"Senior, it was true that you were the only trader in the past, and the nine-tune Huanglong Dan was auctioned, but the younger generation would like to ask you, from whom did you get this nine-tune Huanglong Dan?"

Qin Feiyang asked with a smile.

"This old man doesn't know anymore. The only one who knows is Li He, but now he is dead."

The master of the trading pavilion sighed, not finding this person who refines the Nine Songs of Huanglong Pill, which is his biggest regret.

Qin Feiyang was helpless.

He is so obvious that he hasn't noticed that the old man is too slow.

He didn't talk any more nonsense, and took out another nine-tune Huanglong Pill.

"My little friend actually bid so much?"

The owner of the trading pavilion hasn't understood Qin Feiyang's meaning, and looked at Qin Feiyang in surprise.

Qin Feiyang's face was dark, and he took out another one.

"Tsk tusk, kid is really rich!"

The owner of the trading cabinet exclaimed.

"Don't realize it yet?"

Qin Feiyang was speechless.

However, he also knew that this was not to blame for the Lord of the Trading Pavilion, only that the Nine Songs of Huanglong Pill was so magical and too defying. The old man thought he was auctioned, and it was normal.

Without a word, he directly took out twenty nine-tune Huanglong Pills at once!

Adding the previous three, there are 23!

"What?"

"So much?"

The owner of the trading pavilion Huo Ran got up and stared at the twenty-three nine-tune yellow dragon pills on the table in amazement.

Suddenly!

He remembered that before, Li He didn't seem to have auctioned so many Huanglong Dan!

Could it be...

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Feiyang, and said in surprise: "You don't know Li He's Jiuqu Huanglong Pill, you gave it to him, right?"

"Yes!"

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Where did you get it?"

The owner of the trading pavilion trembled physically and mentally, and asked quickly.

He didn't even think that this was refined by Qin Feiyang, and only thought it was given to Qin Feiyang by someone else, or that Qin Feiyang found it by chance somewhere.

"Uh!"

Qin Feiyang was speechless again.

"My little friend, the old man really wants to know who made the Jiuqu Huanglong Pill. If the little friend is willing to tell the truth, the old man will definitely thank you."

The owner of the trading pavilion looked at Qin Feiyang pleadingly.

Qin Feiyang said helplessly: "Senior, why don't you think about it, I made these nine yellow dragon pills?"

"You refined it?"

The master of the trading pavilion was taken aback, shook his head and smiled: "The old man has to admit that the young friend has a talent for practicing one. It is very outstanding, but the nine-tune Huanglong Dan, the old man does not look down on the young friend. Come out."

"Why?"

Qin Feiyang asked curiously.

"Because of the Jiuqu Huanglongdan, even the old man has never seen it before, let alone the little friend you."

The main road of the trading house.

"That's it!"

Qin Feiyang nodded and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, these nine yellow dragon pills are really made by juniors."

"Don't be kidding."

The Lord of the Trading Pavilion smiled.

"No kidding."

Qin Fei said.

The master of the trading pavilion frowned, looked at the 23 Huanglong Pills again, looked at Qin Feiyang and asked: "You really made it?"

"It seems difficult to convince the older generations!"

Qin Feiyang simply took out the Nether Demon Flame and Huoluan Ding.

"Huh?"

The owner of the trading cabinet was surprised.

Qin Feiyang stood up and said: "Senior, please turn around, wait for the younger generation to extract the spiritual liquid, then turn to look."

He did this because he didn't want the old man to know the medicinal materials of Jiuqu Huanglong Pill.

The Lord of the Trading Pavilion glanced at him and quickly turned around.

He can't wait to know if the Jiuqu Huanglong Pill was made by the kid in front of him?

Qin Feiyang took out a piece of medicinal materials and directly opened the furnace to make alchemy.

Less than fifty breaths.

The spiritual liquid of various medicinal materials was refined.

Qin Feiyang said: "You can watch it."

After the essence is extracted, the medicinal materials will turn into ashes, and the master of the trading pavilion does not know what medicinal materials are.

Hear it.

The master of the trading pavilion quickly turned around, walked in front of Qin Feiyang, and looked down at the spirit fluid in the pill furnace.

"So much?"

Now.

His eyes trembled slightly.

There are at least fifty or sixty drops of spiritual liquid in the Huoluan Ding.

In other words, Jiuqu Huanglong Pill needs at least 50 or 60 kinds of medicinal materials.

Next.

He watched Qin Feiyang step by step as he merged the spirit fluid.

Qin Feiyang's skillful alchemy techniques and his calm and leisurely expression shocked him again.

Wow!

Suddenly.

The brilliance in the pill furnace is spreading, and a strong pill fragrant is coming, which makes people refreshed.

Wow!

Follow closely.

A stream of light glided out of the pill furnace, Qin Feiyang waved his hand and grasped it in the palm of his hand.

The master of the trading pavilion stared at Qin Feiyang's hand.

I'm worried.

Look forward to it!

"Senior, look good."

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly, stretched out his hand in front of the master of the trading pavilion, and slowly spread out his palm.

The pupils of the trading pavilion owner also shrank a little.

Finally.

When the pill in Qin Feiyang's palm appeared in the fundus of his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was full of shock!

Really nine songs of Huanglong Dan!

And there are seven Dan patterns!

Is this a dream?

The seven pill patterns gleamed so brightly that they almost blinded his eyes.

He swallowed!

Rumbling in the head!

He has no idea how to express the shock in his heart at this moment.

The martial arts talent of this child has already made the countless evildoers of the Central Divine Kingdom beyond reach, but I did not expect that even the alchemy talent is so terrifying.

Is he still a human?

For a long time, the owner of the trading pavilion was unable to return to his senses, and was shocked.

Qin Feiyang waved his hand, put away all the nine Huanglong Pills, as well as the pill furnace and pill fire, and asked with a smile: "Senior, is this credible now?"

The master of the trading pavilion was agitated, and quickly looked at Qin Feiyang, and said: "Little friend, it was an old man who didn’t know Taishan before, and I hope you can forgive me."

"Understandable."

Qin Feiyang smiled.

The owner of the Trading Pavilion shook his head and sighed: "Everyone thinks that the person who refines the Nine Songs of Huanglong Pill must be a very powerful mysterious expert. Who would have thought that it was you, a little friend."

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.

"Little friends, please sit down soon."

The attitude of the master of the trading pavilion is more polite, even more than that of the master of the host.

Qin Feiyang sat back on the stone bench, picked up the tea cup, said nothing, and drank the tea silently.

The effect he wanted has been achieved, and now he only waits for the trading pavilion owner to speak.

The owner of the trading pavilion is also a well-rounded person, so he can naturally see Qin Feiyang’s motives, and said: "My little friend, just tell me, how can I continue to supply the trading pavilion with the nine dragon pill."

Since Li He's death, without the Jiuqu Huanglong Pill, the popularity of Trading Pavilion is not as good as every day.

So in any case, he has to persuade Qin Feiyang to put the Nine Songs of Huanglong Pill in the trading hall for auction.

Qin Feiyang put down his tea cup and said with a smile: "Not long ago, I went to the East City Trading Pavilion and wanted to buy a cluster of Seven-Rank Pill Fire."

The owner of the trading pavilion was taken aback and asked: "Did Liu Yuan sell it to you?"

Qin Feiyang said: "It's not that it's not sold, it's not."

The owner of the trading pavilion said suspiciously: "That's not right, the old man happened to get a cluster of Seven-Rank Pill Fire some time ago. How could there be none?"

Qin Feiyang said: "Not only Liu Yuan said no, even the people in Xicheng, Nancheng, and Beicheng also said no."

"Why is this? Has it been auctioned off?"

"It's not right. If it is auctioned off, they will report to the old man as soon as possible."

The owner of the trading house frowned.

Qin Feiyang shook his head and said: "I don't know if I was auctioned off, but the younger generation received a gossip saying that Fu Anshan, together with the other three stewards, secretly blocked me."

"What?"

"Did they eat the guts of the ambitious leopard?"

The owner of the trading cabinet was furious.

"Senior, when you gave the younger generation Huo Luding, the younger generation was very grateful to you, but this matter made the younger generation very uncomfortable."

Qin Fei said.

The master of the trading pavilion was stunned, and solemnly said: "You can rest assured, the old man must investigate this matter carefully."

A smile flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes, and said: "The younger generation will wait and see, but please don't cancel Fu Anshan's successor as deputy pavilion master and let him come to me. In addition, about the Jiuqu Huanglong Dan, please Seniors keep it secret for now."

"Old man understands."

The owner of the trading house nodded.

Qin Feiyang then got up and said, "The junior has something to do, so I won't disturb the senior."

"Good."

The master of the trading pavilion nodded, got up to send him off, and then as if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand and said, "My friends, please wait."

Qin Feiyang looked at him suspiciously.

The master of the trading pavilion took out three exquisite jade boxes from the Qiankun bag. The jade boxes were all the size of an adult's palm.

"These are the tea made by the old man, please take it with me."

The master of the trading pavilion handed three jade boxes to Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Thank you, senior, juniors are welcome."

He really likes this kind of tea.

After putting away the three jade boxes, Qin Feiyang opened the portal, turned and left.

When the portal dissipated, the master of the trading pavilion also sank and took out the image spar.

Om!

Fu Anshan's phantom appeared~IndoMTL.com~ bowed and said: "Meet the Lord Pavilion Lord!"

The master of the trading pavilion said in a deep voice: "Call Liu Yuan and the three people, and come to the old man's place immediately."

"My lord, what's the matter?"

Fu Anshan was surprised.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"If the ten breaths are not there, you guys will get rid of the old man!"

The owner of the Trading Pavilion shouted.

Fu Anshan's gaze trembled, and he quickly said: "My lord will calm down, and the subordinates will call them."

After that, the phantom disappeared.

"What a bastard!"

The owner of the trading cabinet is going crazy.

Don't talk about the Nine Songs of Huanglong Pill, let's talk about Qin Feiyang's current identity, to block him? Didn't you seek your own death?