Chapter 48 A Finger of Flowers

The slender man's heart was shocked. He couldn't figure out that he would be weak at an important moment, and a trace of qi and blood could not be exerted. His heart was in a trance, as if he had entered a demon. Thousands of phantoms appeared in his heart, qi and blood stagnated, and his skills were chaotic.

Unconsciously, he was put on his neck by the other party's sword blade.

Everyone in the hall was shocked and didn't know what had happened. How could a "Jingwei"-level master with the power of fifteen dragons suddenly be defeated, and it was inexplicably defeated, which was simply sensational.

The one-eyed man at the end of the hall laughed.

"Haha, all guests are here. We have always opened the door to the Chamber of Commerce to do business. Today, Master Jiu brought a new forging master. It's too late for our Chamber of Commerce to welcome it. How can we obstruct it? It's just a misunderstanding, Lao Si, still don't come back." The one-eyed man smiled and clapped his chin. The warrior in the hall immediately bowed and retreated like a tide.

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently, but it was clear in his heart that if the other party slapped him, he and Mao Xiaojiu could not stand it. He was afraid that there was no room for negotiation, and he would be directly captured or imprisoned. There was no room for negotiation.

The six realms of mind, strength is respected, and the force is insufficient. No matter how good your things are, there is no room for negotiation.

"Well, why don't you let go?" The old four was quite hard. Even if he was pressed by the front of Cat Jiuye, a pair of narrow eyes were still shining fiercely.

"What's so fierce?" Master Cat Ninth stared at him, pushed it out with a palm, hit the man's back, and threw him down, and then withdrew the sword in his sleeve.

The slender man turned around and glanced at Master Cat Jiu, with fierce eyes.

Master Jiu curled his lips, raised his pink fist like a demonstration, and waved it. "What's the beauty of the defeated generals?"

As soon as Lao Si frowned, he wanted to do it.

"Lao Si, go to the back hall and let the maidservants prepare tea." President Mo at the end of the hall shouted.

The slender man snorted heavily and stamped his feet away.

"Haha, the people under his men are angry. Don't look at the two of you," President Mo smiled faintly, and then turned his eyes to look at Wu Pengwei, and a fine light flashed in his eyes. "Your good means can make my subordinates with one finger. I heard that Mahazong has a magic power 'flower finger', which is the Great Ri Buddha. The Buddha created it. One finger penetrates people's hearts, penetrates everything, is indestructible, and everything is unbreakable. It is one of the seventy-two magical power of Maha Sect. The wonderful use is endless. In the past, I followed our president to visit the elders of your sect, the elders in red. I had the fate to witness the power of this finger and pierced through a star. At that time, I was amazed. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect it. I saw it again today. It's really predestined, haha.

The one-eyed man smiled again and slapped him. After the hall, several female slaves in red robes came out, holding tea in their hands and smiling at Wu Pengwei.

"Come on, the distinguished guest will also treat you to tea."

Cat Xiaojiu glanced at Wu Pengwei suspiciously and wondered how the other party could use the magic power of the Maha door. He is not a family of Maha Sect at all...

Wu Pengwei smiled. The big horse sat down and said with a smile, "The president is really polite. How can I have the magic power of Mahazong? It's just a little trick. I can't get on the stage." After saying that, he picked up the tea, drank slowly, and was leisurely, but the edge of a rune token was revealed in the sleeve of the robe.

Although President Mo is a one-eyed person, his eyes are so poisonous. At present, he sees that the iron urn is used by the disciples of Maha Sect. His one-eyed eyes are slightly tightened, and his pupils tightened in an instant, like a red silk thread. Everything is in this red silk thread. Everything has changed.

The beautiful teenager sitting opposite him was clearly shrouded in a soft but not weak yellow glow.

"Yes, this person must be an inner disciple of Maha's practice outside. It is rumored that Maha Sect has always had the custom of practicing outside for a hundred years for excellent disciples. These disciples are either ascetic or game red dust. A hundred years later, they all return to the "Da Ri Tathagata Temple" of Mahaszong, or die. Turn into ashes, or break through the barrier, and immediately rise to be a generation of venerable, with incomparable respect. It seems that this person must be an outstanding disciple of the inner door. It's just that his breath is weak. Looking down at my 'red eyes', how can there be only 14 real dragons? It's strange. What the hell is this?

The one-eyed man is a little confused. His pupil is also one of the four thousand martial arts, called "Red Light Eye", which can analyze all camouflage, and can shoot a red light in the one-eyed eye. The middle one immediately rots flesh and is extremely powerful.

He was puzzled and glanced at Wu Pengwei again, but the other party didn't even look at him. He just drank tea. The clouds were light and the wind was light, just like the moon in the clouds.

"Yes, this temperament can only be possessed by the inner disciples of the eight sects. It is rumored that when they go out to practice, most of the disciples of Maha Sect will be sealed. Just like a peddler's pawn, their strength is weak. The red dust is the cave of life and death. Those who can survive are eligible to enter the 'Big Day Buddha Temple'. There are sects The door token, the body is supported by the Buddha's light, and the temperament is superior, and it can know the 'flower finger'. It must be the inner disciple of Maha Sect. There is no doubt that it can't be wrong!" With years of experience, the one-eyed man has commented on Wu Pengwei.

It's a pity that this judgment is wrong.

But it also fell in the arms of Wu Pengwei.

"Ha ha, suzerain, I'm just a foil to come here this time. The ninth master still needs to make a decision on the big deal. I think the president's attention is the wrong person." Wu Pengwei smiled and quietly put the token in the sleeve of the robe into the depths, without a trace, which was extremely natural.

The one-eyed man thought that the other party was covering up his real identity and was more convinced of his judgment. Now he laughed again: "Haha, all the guests are coming. I don't always treat my friends equally. Come on, Master Jiu, please sit down."

"I don't know what happened to the ninth master?" The one-eyed man asked with a smile.

Cat Xiaojiu took a sip of tea, sighed, closed his eyes, and seemed to recall the taste of tea.

"The 'wolf heart tea' in Tianmu Mountain is a good thing. The Chamber of Commerce is really rich. This tea is expensive, and even the owner of a small school is reluctant to taste it." Mao Xiaojiu took another sip and admired it, but she never mentioned the purpose of coming this time.

"Haha, the Chamber of Commerce has always been stingy with friends, not to mention a distinguished guest like Master Jiu, and the business is not sold, right?" While talking, Mo's one-eyed eyes kept scanning Wu Pengwei on the opposite side, as if these words were for him.

Wu Pengwei smiled faintly and said no words.

He still appreciates Mao Xiaojiu's bargaining skills.

Sure enough, Master Maojiu began to play on the topic, "Tut, the president is quick to speak quickly. It's not bad that he is the first rich businessman in the West City. The tea he treats his friends so precious. I'm afraid the price will be more fair. Here, I now have a first-class soul weapon. In the same level, I'm afraid that my things are the best, even if the 'ghost master' forge. That's all. Therefore, I want to trade with the president.

"Ha ha, the ninth master's mouth is famous for 'Red Sky'. Before I saw anything, I didn't dare to say anything more." Mo smiled with one eye and took a sip of tea.

Master Jiu didn't talk nonsense. He took out a universe bag from his arms, grabbed it with his big hand, and then took out a three-grade soul soldier. The soul soldiers in the universe bag were forged by Wu Pengwei in the past few days.

Mo took it with one eye, looked at it carefully, and praised it now: "Good knife, this is a good knife. I don't know who wrote it?"

"The master of 'tight knife', the legendary sworn of the 'ghost master', a generation of forging ghosts." Mao Xiaojiu lied and came. Wu Pengwei beside him took a sip of tea. Hearing this, he almost sprayed it out on the spot.

"'Sword'?' The ghost worker's sworn adjutant has never heard of it..." Mo's one-eyed person with insight can't help shaking his head, but the quality of the soul soldier in his hand is extraordinary, but it doesn't seem to be from the handwriting of idle craftsmen.

For a while, he was also in a trance.

"Well, the 'tly knife' is the oldest forging sect in the six worlds. The world only knows the 'ghost master', but they don't know that this 'tly knife' master is the real king of forging. All his soul soldiers are the best. This time, the master has been closed for thousands of years in order to compete with the 'ghost master'." Cat Xiaojiu didn't care about Wu Pengwei's feelings at all. He had a pretty face and looked like something wrong.

Mo's one-eyed forehead is about to be tangled.

"Things are good things. I don't know what kind of price Master Jiu will offer?" Mo Duyan asked. He believed that the other party's rhetoric was just a foreshadowing before the price opening, but was it easy to fool him?

No matter how magical the other party says, it is for buying and selling after all. If there is a sale, there is bargaining. It is natural.

"For sale? When do I want to sell this to your Chamber of Commerce? Mao Xiaojiu curled her lips and lifted a wisp of hair on her forehead.

"Huh? Don't sell it?"

Mo Duan and Wu Pengwei are both stunned.

"Master Jiu laughed. If you don't sell it, why did Master Jiu come here again?" Don't smile indifferently with one eye. The other party has gone a little too far for the price increase.

Unexpectedly, Mao Xiaojiu returned with a serious look: "I'm really not here to sell it?"

"What's that?"

"I'm here to cooperate with Chairman Mo?"

"Cooperation?"

"Good, cooperation!" Mao Xiaojiu answered very resolutely, "If such a good weapon is sold or exchanged elixir with your Chamber of Commerce, in fact, both sides are losing money. Mr. Mo, you are a little long. Naturally, you know what the concept of soul soldiers are for the martial artists in the six worlds of Shen Nian. I have a very stream of forgers. You will have huge customer resources. If we It is merged in one place, and the price of this soul soldier is far from comparable to today.

"Oh? Let's talk about it. What is the cooperation method? Mo's one-eyed is interested.

"Simple, there are two kinds. The first kind of cooperation is relatively simple. As long as you will recommend our soul soldiers to all the sects that come to buy elixirs, there will be one percent of the head. I know that the Chamber of Commerce distributes the six realms of Shen Nian. It is only the 580 cities of Mahazong, and there are almost all the branches of your association, as long as it is eliminated. The information has spread out. I believe that our soul soldiers will sell well, and the profit of your association is also considerable.

"The second one?" Mo scratched his sparse eyebrows with one eye.

"The second one? The second is in-depth cooperation, which is also closely related to President Mo's future. Cat Xiaojiu smiled mysteriously, and his dark blue eyes were full of unfathomable luster, like cat's eyes shining in the night.

"How to say this?"

"The West City's Chamber of Commerce is strong, but the big head of the South City is the 'thousands of strange market', which specializes in collecting all kinds of strange things. As for the forging industry in the East City, the leader is the 'Wanzhen Pavilion'. I intend to push the name of the 'tacky knife' to the 58 cities of Maha Star, and even the whole six realms of divine thoughts. This Dongshi is the first In a battlefield, without the full assistance of your Chamber of Commerce, I'm afraid I can't compete with the 'Wanzhen Pavilion', let alone others.

Mo's one-eyed but his face was sad, "Do you want me to fight against 'Wanzhen Pavilion' for you? The three major chambers of commerce have always confronted each other. Once this balance is broken, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"The shopping mall is the battlefield. The three major chambers of commerce have more advantages and are good at their own fields, but the premise is that there must be a place to live in the town. I don't believe that my 'sword' soul soldier is inferior to any forging master's work in the world. President Mo, I heard that the Chamber of Commerce has not been assessed once every three years. People with good performance can be promoted. Legal treasure, a lot of rewards, even Xuan and Zhen's second-level elixir may be given. However, the 'Chitian' city where President Mo is located is not a big city. On the contrary, the weak can be seen. This performance can also be imagined. Yes, the three major chambers of commerce stand up, but they have fought against each other in private. If Mo will be the city of Nadong City. The business grabbed the big head and pressed the 'Wanzhen Pavilion'. What should the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce think at that time?

Cat Xiaojiu's voice is like the voice of the devil, pointing directly to the deepest greed in people's hearts.

Don't beat your heart with one eye.

(My brother was almost disconnected, damn it)