Chapter 178, 9 Trading [Big Chapter]

"Hu..." Dingyang breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Ye Rongxuan glanced at it as if he had entered the hell of Shura. There was blood and corpses everywhere, which was extremely terrible.

"Hmm! Who are you? How dare you fight with people in my [Wanbao Pavilion] and almost destroyed the [Wanbao Pavilion], huh...?" Ye Xu was carried away, and the old man turned his head and shouted angrily at Dingyang with a cold face.

As soon as Dingyang was about to speak, he was stopped by Qian'er, "Lord, are you back? That's great. Listen to me..."

Qianer spoke quickly, and in a moment, she made clear the origin of Dingyang and the reason why the two fought.

The old man called several maids of [Wanbao Pavilion] to ask one by one, and then his face calmed down.

He glanced at Wan Xue, who had been dead for a long time, and Long Gao, who was pale beside him, and walked to Dingyang and said, "Since I am a VIP of [Wanbao Pavilion], I [Wanbao Pavilion] have the obligation to protect it. It's really wrong for Wan Xue to anger you. If you die, you die, but you do it here regardless of the safety of my [Wanbao Pavilion]. But it's your fault. What do you say?

Now, Dingyang is also afraid for a while. Fortunately, he did not impulsively throw out the tricolor magic core at that time, otherwise the consequences would be a little serious today.

Dingyang pondered for a moment and hugged his fist and said, "The seniors don't know anything. The younger generation is hesitant to do it. He is also afraid of damaging the objects of the [Wanbao Pavilion]. The senior came back. If the younger generation ignores these moves at that time, it will be a big disaster."

"However, anyway, it's really a little too much for the boy to fight with people here. He apologized to his predecessors here."

Dingyang's humble or arrogant statement, the old man also nodded repeatedly, screened the crowd, and invited Dingyang and Chu Menger into the VIP room.

The two sides sat down. After Qian'er showed the three people tea, they stood behind the old man and glanced at Dingyang from time to time.

"Dingyang boy, let me have a look at the magic cores you just took out." Suddenly, the old man said.

Suddenly, Dingyang's face changed, frowned and said, "Senior, those magic nuclei of the younger generation are no different from ordinary magic nuclei, and there is nothing beautiful."

The three-color magic core is a big life-saving card of Dingyang. As a means of life-saving, the more mysterious it is, the more beneficial it is to you.

"Hmm! What a stingy. Are you a three-year-old child? Those things you took out made me feel faintly scared. How can it be an ordinary magic core? Even the magic core of the Beast King will not give me this feeling. The old man's face looked like you were lying to a ghost.

Dingyang is a little funny. This old man is really a little unhumane. It's okay if he doesn't show it to you, but he still pushes you step by step. You have to see it.

"Lord Ding, you can take it out and let the master have a look. The master's biggest hobby is to collect the world's treasures. At this time, he is like a child, hee hee..." Qian'er said, glanced at the old man, and covered his mouth and smiled.

"Ha ha, Qian'er, you still know me." The old man is also happy.

Dingyang and Chu Menger looked at each other, moved their hearts, and reached out to take out a magic core from their arms. In fact, they took it out of the space ring and handed it to the old man and said, "What the younger generation admire most is a master like you who loves something. Please take a look."

Dingyang gave the three-color magic core to the old man, firstly, because what he admire most is this master who is obsessed with technology, and secondly, he still wants to have a good relationship with the old man. After all, the strength of the old man can move the Dingdingers.

"Oh?" The old man took the three-color magic core and observed it carefully, with a pious look.

After a while, the old man's face changed and became solemn.

"What a horrible energy..." The old man muttered.

Then he held the magic nucleus and closed his eyes slightly, as if he were testing something.

"The aura in it is strange... so advanced..." The old man's expression suddenly became wonderful.

Suddenly, Dingyang opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide!

The old man's behavior is too crazy.

He was about to stop it, but the next scene made him feel shocked.

"Senior, you..."

Without Dingyang's words, the old man waved his hand and interrupted Dingyang.

"This is too crazy. It is impossible for me to suck out the Taoist aura inside. The old man made the aura out in a light understatement. Why is the gap so big?"

It turned out that the old man held the magic core for a moment and absorbed the aura inside into the body. The original three-color magic core also turned into two colors, and Dingyang felt that the two magic nuclei were extremely unstable and could explode at any time.

"What a high-level aura, if I want to go further, it is to completely understand the structural transformation of the aura. However, for so many years, I have not been able to find a way. Unexpectedly, I have realized a little today..." The old man shouted excitedly.

Dingyang, Chu Menger and Qian'er all looked at each other in consters. I don't know what the old man was crazy about.

sudly—

Dingyang felt that the air fluctuations around him had disappeared, and the old man was staring at him, as if a pervert had seen a beautiful woman, and his eyes turned red.

"Dingyang boy, where did your aura come from?"

Looking at the old man with a hot color in his eyes, Ding Yang's face trembled and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Brother Yang, you can give him some benefits, which will be used in the future." Dingding's voice came, and suddenly, Dingyang's heart calmed down a lot.

A warm smile appeared on his face, and he also stared at the old man with hot eyes. Chu Menger next to him felt funny and knew that Dingyang's profiteer's true character emerged again. He pinched Dingyang and threw a charming eye.

Dingyang knew that Chu Menger was supporting him, and his heart became more and more hot. He said, "Senior, do you need these auras?"

The old man's face trembled and lost his voice, "Of course it's useful. It's very useful, but I don't know if there are any little brothers?"

The old man knew that Dingyang held a lot of such three-color magic nuclei in his hand at that time. As long as he could give him one-third, he was confident that he could break through the current realm and become a legend.

"Ha ha, yes, of course there is, but this thing is a special means for the younger generation's teachers to save their lives. All kinds of instructions should not be easily shown to others!"

Dingyang has a reserved color.

"If you can take out one for the senior today, the younger generation has already violated the teacher's wishes. If the teacher knows that the junior does not listen to him, the consequences will be a little serious..."

The old man frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, a kind smile returned to his face and said, "Little brother is really joking. I won't bully you. Besides, you fought with people in my [Wanbao Pavilion] and almost destroyed [Wanbao Pavilion]. I can't bear to punish you. I love you very much, so you show the magic core in front of me. It's not against your teacher's wishes.

Dingyang and Chu Menger laughed in their hearts. They looked at each other and almost laughed. They heard the old man say, "Ha ha, the master is really a genius. How can use the magic core so skillfully? This magic core should be a low-level ice wolf magic core, right?"

"Tut... It's really eye-opening to create such a terrible hidden weapon with low-level magic cores."

The old man talked about how powerful Dingyang's teacher is and how talented he is, that is, he no longer mentions Ding's aura, but makes Dingyang feel uncomfortable.

Chu Menger next to her stared at Dingyang admiringly. Isn't the person the old man praised her lover?

"The senior is really polite. The teacher of the younger generation still loves the younger generation very much, so he made these three-color magic cores for the boy with his own fighting spirit."

Dingyang interrupted the old man's exaggeration and slowly guided the old man to think about the aura of the Taoist Ding.

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say that I don't know if these three-color magic nuclei will be sold by the little brother?" The old man was also very good, and his eyes were full of expectation.

"Senior, this?"

Dingyang hesitated for a moment and put a little pressure on the old man before saying, "These three-color magic cores are all life-saving things for the younger generation. If you buy them for the seniors, it will be bad if the boy is in danger in the future, don't you think?"

The old man nodded slowly and said, "Well, the boy is right. If I want to buy it, I need at least 50 or 60 such three-color magic cores to understand it carefully. If there are 100, I am absolutely confident that I can break through the current realm, but in this way, if something happens to you, it will make me feel Uneasy."

Dingyang had no words, waiting for the old man to open the bid code.

Bang!

Suddenly, the old man slapped and smashed the table next to him, startled the three people. They didn't know how the old man stood up and took Dingyang's hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Lord?"

Chu Menger and Qian'er were shocked and lost their voice.

The old man's face turned red, touched his beard, and said shyly, "Ha ha, I'm sorry, I'm out of state, I'm out of state..."

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter. I don't know what the seniors think?" Dingyang looked at the old man's appearance and knew that the old man had an idea after struggling.

"I can't ask for your things for nothing. You can follow me."

With that, he motioned Qian'er to follow with Chu Menger.

"Lord, where are we going?"

Qian'er asked with a puzzled face. They followed the old man into the absolute forbidden place of [Wanbao Pavilion], and even Qian'er did not dare to enter here casually.

"Well, of course I went to my secret room." The old man said with a painful face.

"Go to the secret room?"

Dingyang and Chu Menger looked at each other and were slightly worried.

"Lord, that's your old private place. Can we enter?"

Qian'er's tone suddenly became a little rapid and her face flushed. Obviously, the secret room mentioned by the old man had a high status in her heart.

"Hmm! If others want to enter the old man's secret room, then there is only one death, but you are different, especially the little brother Dingyang, who are fully qualified to enter.

The old man suddenly said with a cold face, as if his secret room was amazing.

Speaking of which, the backyard of [Wanbao Pavilion] is still quite large. Everyone walked for a long time before stopping in front of a single house.

The single house has no other buildings with a radius of 30 feet, which looks and isolated.

The wooden structure of a single house gives people a sense of simplicity.

"Go in. This is my place." The old man said proudly.

Chu Menger looked at Dingyang worriedly, as if she was asking something. Dingyang nodded slightly and followed slowly. Chu Menger was stunned and quickly followed.

In the house, there is nothing but a bed and a futon. This pattern makes Dingyang a little surprised.

"Senior, what do you want us to see?" Dingyang asked suspiciously.

"Ha ha, don't worry."

The old man laughed, and then walked towards the futon, gently kicked around the futon three times, squeaking, and a hole appeared on the ground, which could accommodate a person to enter.

The old man did not say anything and jumped down first.

Qian'er followed closely, and Dingyang and Chu Menger looked at each other and jumped down one after another.

sudly—

The eyes lit up.

It was not as gray as imagined. Dingyang was secretly relieved and secretly observed the surroundings.

The area in the secret room is quite wide, with a total of 30 feet. Dingyang finally understood why there are no other buildings within 30 feet of the single house. I think it is because of this secret room under the ground.

"What is that? Robots?" Dingyang muttered.

"Robot? What is it? Although Dingyang's words were whispered, they were still clearly heard and asked suspiciously for the elderly with profound cultivation.

"Oh, nothing, it's just those humanoid iron pimples. What is that?" Dingyang changed the topic and asked.

"Ha ha, that's a puppet made by me. How about it? Isn't it powerful?" The old man said with a pale face.

"Puppets?" Dingyang frowned slightly and was a little confused.

"Hee, Mr. Ding doesn't know anything about it. Our cabinet owner is a famous puppet manufacturing master on the wartime continent. His greatest achievement in life is to create a puppet comparable to the peak level of the Qingwang." Qian'er covered her mouth with a smile and said.

"The peak of the Green King?"

"Puppets?"

Dingyang and Chu Menger looked at each other and saw the incredible from each other's eyes.

"Yes, the peak puppet of the Qingwang with extremely strong combat effectiveness." The old man said lustly.

"Brother Yang, this thing is good. You must get it." Dingding said with amazement.

"But it seems that these puppets are all dead. How do they attack?" Dingyang asked puzzledly.

The puppet is not much different from the humanoid robots in the previous life. Most of the robots in the previous life rely on electricity for energy conversion, which is not difficult to understand, but there is no electricity in the war-like continent. How does this puppet move?

"Ha ha, of course it is driven by energy. I didn't expect you to be so stupid." The old man laughed and scolded.

"Huh?" Dingyang is a little speechless. He has never heard of the existence of puppets on the war-like continent. Of course, he is curious to see these things now.

"Senior, the younger generation has never come into contact with puppets." Dingyang said unhappily.

"Hmm...what ignorant! But boy, you have to remember that puppets are not something. This is my best partner. Don't insult them.

The old man's face is also a little ugly.

"Old man, you don't want to exchange these iron bumps for our aura, do you? Are these things worth it? Chu Menger looked at the old man in disbelief.

"Old guy?" The old man was stunned, but no one dared to call him that.

"Haha... Okay, the old guy is a good name. You can call him old man in the future."

The old man laughed loudly and said, "Of course not. I can't bear to give up these things. What I show you is something else."

"Oh? Isn't it a puppet?" Dingyang asked in a voice.

Because there are 180 puppets in the secret room, they are all the same in terms of size and style. If these puppets are the peak of the Green King, then take these puppets to fight with people and smash the puppets out. Just being scared can scare people to death, right?

"Of course not. Although these puppets are not bad, they are too low-level after all. They are far from reaching my highest level. I don't want to send these things to you and let you ruin my reputation, hum!"

The old man said frighteningly.

"No wonder, they are all rags. Is it embarrassing for us to see them? It's really that my head was caught by the door panel..." Chu Menger said dissatisfiedly.

"Hmm! Although these puppets are not the highest level of me, they are not what you little girl can resist. Your strength is no more than the Seventh Orange King, and my puppet is a real ninth-grade Green King. Can you compare? The old man said proudly.

Chu Menger and Dingyang looked at each other and finally understood what the old man wanted to do. After turning around for a long time, it was nothing more than praising how strong he was.

"Hmm! You are awesome. Well, since you don't give us these pimples, take out the things you gave us quickly. Chu Menger said angrily.

"It's not an iron pimple, it's a puppet, it's a puppet made by me."

The old man corrected and looked at that expression. If Chu Menger dared to say it was an iron pimple again, she would have to fight desperately.

"Okay, is that a puppet?" Chu Menger muttered.

nodded with satisfaction. The old man turned around and looked at a corner. He opened his hand slightly and saw an iron box flying in the air.

sluggish.

Dingyang and Chu Menger have never seen such a situation. The old man had no momentum and no war spirit overflowed at all. They looked over there, and the iron box flew over.

If Dingyang hadn't repeatedly confirmed that nothing was dragging the box, he would have really met a ghost.

Only Qian'er's performance is relatively calm, which is obviously insulated from the old man's ability.

"Old man, what ability do you have?" Chu Menger muttered.

"Hmm! Does the little girl want to know? The old man became proud and asked coldly.

Dingyang and Chu Menger nodded repeatedly. Qian'er next to them looked at their dull expressions and covered their mouths and smiled.

"Hey... I won't tell you." The old man shook his head proudly.

Chu Menger suddenly felt his blood surging and couldn't help beating the old man.

"Okay, Menger, let's see what's in it." Dingyang played Chu Menger and said with a smile.

After enough noise, the old man's face gradually became solemn, and he looked at Dingyang and Chu Menger solemnly.