RNP Chapter 111
Chapter 111
[Found out, the anchor lies and does not make drafts, the fairies in the immortal cultivation world can see clearly, the more handsome the boy, the more he loves to deceive. ] 【
10,000 Spirit Stones... Are you a liar? [
Woo-woo, the anchor is so miserable, only two or two lies and three or two cowhides can be found all over the body. ] 】
【Although the old man is very bad, I still want to remind you, run, there is an anchor who cheated the old man! 】 The
barrage is joyful.
The old man was also happy, "Your superb spirit sword has more than 10,000 spirit stones, boy, I advise you to be honest."
"I'm not honest yet, huh? I told you all my net worth, and the superb spirit stone was taken back by me from the place of assessment, and I didn't buy it. Ye Lang argued reasonably, trying to brainwash the old man he was very poor, very poor and poor, don't ask her to borrow silver, or rob his precious mobile phone.
The old man snorted coldly, not believing a word of his words: "The mouth is full of oil."
Ye Lang raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, handing it to him: "Where is the oil?" Are you reading it wrong. "
Pretend to be crazy and sell stupid." The old man snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to Ye Lang anymore, lest he be angry with him.
The old man forcibly skipped this topic and ordered, "Since you have already entered the inner gate, you should find a way to enter the Jiuyuan Tower and help me retrieve the Futu Sword."
Ye Lang said: "Senior, why do you stick to a sword, I am now an alchemist, what kind of sword do you want, you say, you can engrave any name on the sword, for example, engrave a floating sword, isn't that a floating sword, how simple it is." The
old man said coldly: "Three years later, the inner gate is big, I want you to win the first place, enter the Jiuyuan Tower and take out the floating sword, if you can't complete the task..."
Ye Lang wanted to roll his eyes when he said this, these big guys one by one, how to threaten people just those few words.
"It's good to know."
The old man threw Ye Lang a token.
Ye Lang said in the system: "There is no trap, you can take it." ", caught the token.
The old man's face was finally a little better, and he was quite obedient.
"As a reward, give you a token to enter the Floating Light Realm once, you enter the Floating Light Realm, you only need to bring me back the Floating Light Orchid, and the rest of the harvest will be given to you."
Ye Lang said: "Say it's a reward, in fact, you don't want me to help you find Fuguanglan, who loves to go."
"Half a month later, I will wait for you here, if you don't bring back the Floating Light Orchid, this seat will fight this body without it, and let the hypocrites of the Heavenly Sword Sect know that you have already betrayed the sect." The old man came up with such a stupid method to make Ye Langlei tender and scorched.
"He's a baby of the yuan, why is the price so cheap? Yuan Ying Cultivator actually threatened me like this, a Foundation Building Cultivator, shouldn't he be unable to move the spiritual power in his body at all, and he has already done it in the middle of the external power, right? When Ye Lang complained to the audience, a thought flashed in his mind.
The system said: "Although he does not dare to use force easily, once he does, you are not his opponent."
"So, you still can't do it easily." Ye Lang looked at him, and a bad idea popped up in his mind, but in the end, none of them came true.
Ye Lang finally went to the Floating Light Realm.
How to say that the floating light realm is also a secret realm, if it is not white, it will not go.
Ye Lang rushed to the Floating Light Realm, and saw that there were basically Foundation Building Cultivators all around, and there was not a single Golden Pill Cultivator, and he immediately understood why the old man wanted him to come to the Floating Light Realm.
Just as Ye Lang was thinking about it, an arrogant voice sounded from his side: "That kid from the Heavenly Sword Sect, Young Master Ben has taken a fancy to you and your flying sword, and if you cancel the contract with interest, Young Master Ben can still reward you with a few hundred spirit stones!" "
The voice was so arrogant that it made people want to hit him.
But...... The audience is now just excited.
[Ahh Dangdang, all have 1, 2, 3, 4... Salute! 】
【Did the anchor finally meet the second generation of brain remnant repair?】 Sit and wait to be punched in the face. [
Aaaaaa [
The little cannon fodder is quite handsome, but it's a pity that it's a brain wreck. ] 】
......
Ye Lang turned his head to look at the person who spoke.
The man wore a golden coat and a golden crown, and was easily recognizable in the crowd, and he was the most conspicuous.
The surrounding monks automatically gave way to him.
The man walked up to Ye Lang, raised his chin and asked, "Boy, have you thought about it?"
Ye Lang smiled and said, "This Daoist friend is willing to buy my spirit sword at the price of nine hundred top-grade spirit stones, and I think about it for a second it is disrespectful to the spirit stones. The
heel beside the golden-clothed man screamed: "Poor crazy, actually want nine hundred top-grade spirit stones?
Ye Lang returned the original words in a louder voice: "You guys are poor and crazy, you actually want to rob my spirit sword!" Why, you guys are too poor to afford a spirit sword? Can't afford what are you guys sitting here? The
surrounding cultivators silently moved away from Ye Lang.
The little attendant said angrily, "Do you know who our young master is?
"It's your ancestor, every year Qingming burns more paper for him, lest he go to hell, and he can't afford to buy a spirit sword." Ye Lang sneered.
The little attendant shouted sharply: "Presumptuous!
"It's not that you guys are presumptuous, in broad daylight, you want to rob other people's spirit swords, want me to say what immortals are so poor to cultivate, go home and repair mud houses, a group of poor ghosts!" Ye Lang scolded happily, the audience also gave fierce rewards, and all kinds of fancy rewards smashed towards the curtain.
[I like the momentum of the anchor scolding, it's so cool! ]
Ye Lang was also quite refreshed, in just a few words, he had nearly 50 million spiritual power points.
This guy in front of you is a huge blood pack!
Yes, he raised the identity of the man in the small follower: "Our young master's grandfather is the only cultivator of the Avatar God in the Xiaochen Realm. "
Huh~
" "Who believes it?"
Ye Lang sneered, "Will the grandson of the Avatar Cultivator lack a spirit sword?" Will it be more stingy than an iron rooster, and even more stingy? Dress up decently. "
For example, when you see my spirit sword, you don't look coveted, but say with a look of disdain that the spirit sword is also embarrassing, Young Master Ben has never used trash below the magic weapon since he was born."
"It's pretense to say that!"
"You will only prove to the world that you are poor."
When the little attendant heard this, he glanced at the golden-clothed man with a flustered look, and the golden-clothed man frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something important.
"Young Master." The little attendant interrupted his thoughts, "Young Master, don't believe his nonsense. The
golden-clothed man just loosened a little, and as soon as he heard the words of the little follower, his tone immediately became extremely cold: "Demon words confuse everyone, Young Master Ben... Young Master Ben..." With
a bang, the golden-clothed man fell to the ground.
"Less... Young Master..." The little attendant pounced with tears in his heart, not forgetting to accuse Ye Lang, "My young master has a heart disease, why are you angry with him?" If something happens to my young master, you must pay for it!"
Ye Lang was speechless: "You master and servant are really good at acting, when others are fools?" Saying
that, Ye Lang pierced the golden-clothed man's leg with a flying needle.
"Ah~" The man in gold jumped up in pain.
The eyes of the surrounding monks changed when they looked at him.