Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 107: Get rich

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"I don't have spirit stones!"

In the secret room, Pavilion Master Meng Bai was completely angry with just one sentence, and killing intent swarmed. Fang Bai hurriedly took out the jade bottle from his arms, "How much spiritual stone do you think it is worth?"

He didn't want to die in the hands of this old guy inexplicably, it was a real death in vain!

"Are you playing with the old man?"

Pavilion Master Meng suppressed his anger and stared at Fang Bai. He couldn't think of anything in a jade bottle that could be worth 50 million spiritual stones!

If it wasn't for Xingyue Pavilion's rules, he would slap Fang Bai to death with one palm, and there would be no scum left behind.

"Why, Xingyue Pavilion has no rules for bartering things?" Fang Bai smiled faintly.

It's the rules again!

Pavilion Master Meng has never discovered that he hates rules so much, but he is not in a hurry. He wants to kill a kid in the Qi Gathering Realm. One finger is enough, no, one breath is enough!

Hates the rules, but he must follow the rules!

Opening the jade bottle, Pavilion Master Meng was immediately stunned. He asked about a strong aura, a richness he had never seen before, and a richness that he couldn't even imagine.

The true qi gently rolled up a drop and took it, and the body suddenly melted into a warm fluid, powerful and pure to the extreme, just lightly refining, it can turn into one's own true qi.

I even felt a slight throbbing in the bottleneck that had been stuck for many years. His cultivation level had not been improved for more than 30 years. How could there be such a magical effect with a small drop of spiritual liquid in front of him?

"You, where did you get it?" Pavilion Master Meng felt his voice trembling, but he couldn't suppress it.

"Does Xingyue Pavilion have such rules?" Fang Bai asked lightly.

"No, no!" Pavilion Master Meng could not hate the rules at this time, and quickly asked: "How many spiritual liquids do you have?"

"It depends on what price you pay." Fang Bai smiled.

"Ten thousand one drop, no, twelve one drop."

"Forget it!" Fang Bai said indifferently: "I commissioned the Xingyue Pavilion auction and used it to settle the account. It shouldn't be a bad rule, right?"

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"Huh?"

Pavilion Master Meng was immediately stunned, and immediately forced out a smile, "Fang Gongzi is serious, we can discuss how much you want."

Pavilion Master Meng will of course not agree to the auction of Lingye. Once it enters the auction site, Xingyue Pavilion is not eligible to participate in the auction, and the final ownership of Lingye will not be Xingyue Pavilion.

"Thirty thousand, the drop just now counts separately!"

Fang Bai's lion opened his mouth wide, and the angry Pavilion Master almost jumped up. Just about to get angry, he immediately realized that it was not the time to be angry, and smiled bitterly: "Young Master Fang, it is too expensive!"

"Is it expensive?"

Fang Bai said indifferently: "When the cultivation base reaches a certain level, the spirit stone has no meaning. Only things that can make the cultivation base break through have real value.

You said, if some old people see these spiritual fluids, will they think that thirty thousand drops are expensive? "

Pavilion Master Meng's face was instantly extremely ugly. If some old things were really allowed to see the spiritual liquid in front of them, they would go crazy to **** it, and then it would be a catastrophe.

Fang Bai's words are correct. Once his cultivation has reached a certain level, the spirit stones are just numbers, meaningless. There really are things that can improve the cultivation level, and no matter how much spiritual stones are spent, those old things don't care.

"Young Master Fang, you think so." Pavilion Master Meng's expression moved, and he thought of a perfect reason, "I'm afraid Young Master Fang dare not let those old things know about these spiritual liquids, right?"

Fang Bai's complexion changed, and he secretly said that the old man was cunning and saw his weakness.

The look changes, how can I hide from the old and cunning pavilion master Meng, secretly admiring his talents, and eloquently said, "In our Xingyu Pavilion transaction, there won’t be such a thing, and we guarantee that Master Fang will There will be no surprises! As for the price, Fang Gongzi still drops slightly!"

"Twenty-eight thousand, no less!"

"Twenty thousand two!"

"Twenty thousand seven, really can't be less!"

"Twenty thousand three!"

"Twenty-six thousand, less I would rather let those old things grab it!"

"Twenty thousand and four, Fang Gongzi has a boundless future, so why bother about it, and plan for the future." Pavilion Master Meng persuaded him with painstaking attention.

"Good! Deal!"

Fang Bai was so difficult, he nodded fiercely. He had never thought that it could be worth so much before. He estimated that it would be good to be able to reach ten thousand.

I never thought that I would sell for a sky-high price of 24,000. Think of 10,000 drops of spiritual liquid in my arms, what a terrible wealth that is!

Looking back, thinking of selling a pill pavilion's spirit liquid, Fang Bai cursed secretly that Tang Xian's old thing had cheated him badly. He didn't say the price for less than half, and he still relied on the account.

"How many drops of spirits does Fang Gongzi have?" Pavilion Master Meng sneered. This is his concern.

At first, Fang Bai planned to buy 50 million spiritual stones. Then I thought, next time I’m afraid I won’t be able to trade like this anymore. Anyway, he has already taken a risk, and he simply came up with a large sum of money.

"Ten thousand drops!"

"What?"

Pavilion Master Meng took a breath, and was about to jump up in fright. He thought it would be good to have one or two thousand drops, but he didn't expect that there would be so many.

"Okay, well, Xingyue Pavilion is going to be taken." Pavilion Master Meng trembled: "If you still have this kind of spiritual liquid in the future, you need as much as Xingyu Pavilion."

Pavilion Master Meng seems to have seen his cultivation level go one step further, promoted to the Eight-Star Pavilion Master, truly in charge of all Xingyu Pavilions of the Da Chu Dynasty!

"It's a pity!"

Fang Bai shook his head and sighed: "I only have so much. The rest is only enough to break through the concentrating state. If I didn't want to buy dragon scales and fire cloud armor, I would never sell these spiritual liquids."

"Young Master Fang was joking!"

These words really frightened Pavilion Master Meng. He was afraid that Fang Bai would regret it. With these spiritual liquids, he had made an immortal contribution to Xingyue Pavilion.

If you raise the price a little bit, and the quantity is smaller, he can not only improve his cultivation, but he can also make a fortune.

In a good mood, the previous unhappiness disappeared, looking at Fang Bai's eyes as if looking at the savior.

Ten thousand drops of spiritual liquid, 240 million spiritual stones, 50 million needed to remove beast eggs, and 190 million spiritual stones.

Fang Bai didn't have such a huge amount of spiritual stone in his previous life, and his radiant spirit was flying in an instant, and the nouveau riche's aura rose rapidly, thinking about taking pictures of dragon scales and fire cloud armor for fun!

After the delivery with a happy smile, the master of Pavilion Meng handed Fang Bai a crystal clear jade card, and smiled: "This is the most noble token of Xingyue Pavilion. Holding this card, you can enjoy everything except auction items. 20% discount.

The remaining one hundred and nineteen thousand spirit stones are also recorded on this token. Young Master Fang can come and get it anytime he wants it! "

Receiving the token, Fang Bai nodded in satisfaction. Pavilion Master Meng would not lie to him about this kind of thing. What's more, such a huge piece of spiritual stone could not be carried without the Universe Bag.

Before the concentrating state, guarding the Qiankun bag was just a waste. It's better to be like this. Anyway, you don't have to worry about Xingyu Pavilion's recklessness.

The crowd watched as Pavilion Master Meng smiled and sent Fang Bai to the second-floor box. The latter's package was bulging, and it looked like the beast egg just now.

The sea breeze was stunned, the left line was stunned, Sikong Yuyang was stunned, everyone was stunned!

"He really has fifty million spiritual stones!"

A voice echoed in everyone's hearts, Fang Bai smiled, but his heart was secretly bitter. Now he has become a mobile treasure house in everyone's eyes. How should he live in the future?