Chapter 104 Overseas Spirit

After continuing for a day and a night, Yan Hao suddenly felt that the front suddenly became vibrant. Get up and have popularity.

"Maybe there is an island ahead. Let's get ready. Let's go to the island for a short break before we leave." Yan Hao said endlessly to the knife. Later, he sent Xiaobing and the knife endlessly back to the ninth-level Futu. Yan Hao was afraid that Xiaobing would cause trouble again. It's the same as the last fairy island.

Yan Hao flew forward for a while and suddenly saw a green space. Sure enough, an island appeared, and the area was not small, with tens of thousands of miles.

The island is full of large boats, all kinds, some as high as seven or eight floors. Many ships are planted with flags representing their own country, which looks quite powerful.

"How can so many countries come here? Is it strange?" Yan Hao said strangely in his heart, and then his eyes lit up: "This should be that Lingxu Island, a special trading market for immortals set up by overseas casual cultivation. Even the four gates of Xiandao have released words to protect the island together. If there is any disturbance, kill it together.

Yan Hao guessed the identity of this island based on the information in Tianyi Pavilion. He really didn't expect to pass by Lingxu Island. Think about it, maybe you can buy the two kinds of medicinal herbs here.

Thinking of this, Yan Hao's hope increased greatly, and his speed rose sharply, flying to Lingxu Island.

People on Lingxu Island are full of voices, and the people who set up stalls on the roadside are actually some immortals. Yan Hao found that there were masters above the Danyuan period. They sell what they get during their travels, or the internal elixir of monsters, or spiritual elixirs, and some even sell their own cultivation methods, skills and magic weapons.

Yan Hao turned around and found that they were all low-level things, which did not help Yan Hao at all. And the price is quite high. A one-yuan monster elixir actually costs 5,000 yuan. Ordinary monks may pay to buy it, but they don't care about monks above the real period such as Yan Hao.

Yan Hao didn't give up and simply let go of his mental strength to scan these stalls to see if there would be one or two high-level things.

But the result is naturally disappointing, and the highest-level magic weapon is only a top-quality spiritual weapon. Yan Hao was about to put away his energy when he suddenly found something. It was a slap-sized fragment, as if it had fallen from something. It was not gold or stone, which was a little similar to the fragment Yan Hao got from Boss Chu.

Yan Hao often took out the fragment and studied it, but he didn't study it. It is said that it is a magic weapon, and there is no magic weapon material. It can't fly or hurt people. It's not a magic weapon, but it can suck people's blood. Yan Hao also doesn't understand what it is.

At this time, I saw something similar to that one and suddenly became interested.

Yan Hao walked to the stall owner. The former stall owner was a monk in Zhenyuan period. He was in his thirties, thin and looked very shrewd.

Yan Hao knew at a glance that this kind of person was not easy to deal with. If he asked about the price of the fragment as soon as he went up, he was afraid he would be slaughtered. Fortunately, the stall owner didn't know what the fragment was and put it in the corner, which didn't seem to pay much attention to it.

There was no one in front of the stall owner. At this time, Yan Hao, who was extraordinary, came over and quickly greeted him enthusiastically: "This Taoist friend has come to the right place. I'm not bragging. The most honest person to do business here is downstairs. The price is fair, the goods are good, and the children are absolutely not deceived.

Yan Hao heard it secretly and amused. This person is not like an immortal, but more like a small vendor.

Yan Hao guessed that this man used to be a small vendor, but later he had an adventure and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. It's also a little legendary.

He kept selling to Yan Hao, picked up a black brick-like magic weapon and boasted, "Taoist friends, please see, this magic weapon is called the Wrath of the Nine Heavens. It is made of the extreme ink jade of the North Sea, the seabed black iron on the side of the South Ocean and other rare materials. The monsters that once killed the Shenyuan period are majestic. If Taoist friends buy to defend themselves, no one will dare to provoke Taoist friends. How about it? I think Taoist friends are kind and sincerely buy them. They only accept Taoist friends at a lowest cost price of 100,000 yuan. What do you think?

Yan Hao almost spit it out. This black brick is made of ordinary fine iron. First, iron is refined as strong, then rigid as refined, and finally refined into such a magic weapon. A mustard array is added, which has the same effect as the nine-level buoyancy, and can only be used to suppress people. However, this is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which can send 50 yuan at most, which is not bad. Unexpectedly, it is said that he killed monsters in the divine Yuan period. Even if the monster of the Shenyuan period stands still, even if the black brick hits, it will not be injured at all. This man's boast is a little too exaggerated. What's more exaggerated is that if you ask for 100,000 yuan, this thing can be sold for 20,000 yuan, and the stall owner will laugh secretly.

Yan Hao smiled quickly: "Let's see for myself."

The stall owner saw that Yan Hao did not answer his words and thought that Yan Hao did not like it. He quickly picked up another thing. When he was about to say it, he was interrupted by Yan Hao. He immediately knew that Yan Hao was an average. Most of the enthusiasm went away, sat back in his chair, and said unwarmly, "Look at it yourself."

Business people are afraid of meeting annocent. They know the value of that thing clearly, and they have the least oil to make money.

Yan Hao smiled carelessly, and then looked at it on the stall and found that there were still a lot of things, but they could not enter Yan Hao's eyes.

Yan Hao picked out a human-class elixirs for a long time and asked the thin stall owner how much it was?

The stall owner also knew that Yan Hao was an apnocent and did not dare to report more. He only needed 8,000 yuan.

The price is actually a little high. Although this medicinal material is actually a human-level masterpiece, it is not uncommon. However, Yan Hao didn't care about other ideas and nodded and said, "The boss's business is indeed as he said, and the price is very fair. I want it." He said that he took it away, but inadvertently touched something on the ground next to the stall.

While saying sorry, Yan Hao picked it up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Well, since I came across this thing, I'm predestined to buy it together, and the boss will make an offer.

The thin stall owner looked at Yan Hao suspiciously, thinking that this boy was not intentional. But he didn't know where he picked up the fragment in Yan Hao's hand and put it on the stall. No one cares about it. Then I felt that this person might be really careless.

He thought for a moment and gritted his teeth and said, "Two thousand yuan, this thing is amazing. I don't know how much effort it took when I got it. Originally, I was not going to sell it, but since I have a fate with Taoist friends, I will transfer it to Taoist friends.

Yan Hao thought, I finally freaked you. I'll ask this thing as soon as I come. It's no wonder if you don't give me 100,000 yuan. He said, "Well, since the stall owner has endured the painful transfer, I won't say more. The two things have a total of 10,000 yuan. You have collected them."

As soon as the stall owner saw that Yan Hao was so happy, he regretted it. He would have known that he would have called 20,000 yuan. However, this Lingxu Island also has rules. Once the business is completed, it is not allowed to reverse the account. He had to admit it.

Although Yan Hao doesn't know what this fragment is, he feels quite extraordinary. Anyway, it's not expensive. Just study it slowly.

Yan Hao walked for a while and found that there was nothing better, so he simply stopped investigating. All the way forward, I found that in addition to those stalls, there were also fixed shops. There are elixirs, magic weapons, and medicinal materials stores, and they all have a large momentum, which looks much more reliable than those scattered soldiers outside.

Yan Hao suddenly raised hope and went to the medicinal material shop called "Pharmaceutical King Pavilion".

The medicinal materials shop is very wide, and the lowest-level medicinal materials sold are of human-level products. They are all packed with special transparent materials and placed around for people to watch.

There are many people in the pharmacy, and from time to time people take out thick yuan coins to pay the bill. A busy scene.

Yan Hao found a clerk and hasn't spoken yet. When the clerk saw that Yan Hao was just in Zhenyuan, he didn't want to pay attention to it at all and said, "Sorry, the shop is really a little busy. There are low-level medicinal materials for sale on the roadside stalls. Just go there objectively to buy."

This guy actually only has one yuan cultivation. Because he has a magic weapon on his body, and Yan Hao did not deliberately hide it, he took a thorough look at Yan Hao's cultivation.

Yan Hao became angry as soon as he heard this. Among the people he hated most in his life, there were power villains who looked down on people. He was not polite and slapped him directly.

This guy only has one yuan of cultivation, and he can't avoid it. In addition, he didn't expect anyone to dare to come to Yaowang Pavilion. Suddenly, he was slapped by Yan Hao, pulled away, and directly hit a row of cabinets, crushing a large area.

When the man got up, his mouth was full of blood. Yan Hao didn't do anything, otherwise this slap could directly kill him.

When Yan Hao took action, the Yaowang Pavilion suddenly calmed down, and then immediately a monk of Zhenyuan double-period came up with more than a dozen Yiyuan monks.

The Zhenyuan monk didn't ask a word, but directly pointed to Yan Hao and said, "How dare you hurt people in my Yaowang Pavilion? Take it for me."

With his order, more than a dozen people immediately rushed to Yan Hao with the magic weapon in their hands.

Yan Hao snorted coldly and moved under his feet. His body turned into a clear smoke and could not move backwards. He rushed to more than a dozen people in the opposite direction. Only the sound of "bang, crack, click" kept ringing. In just a moment, more than a dozen people fell to the ground.

Some people just got a punch on their bodies, some were slapped, but some were unlucky and their bones were broken by Yan Hao.

One Yuanqi started to Zhenyuanqi. Isn't that what it is to look for death? If it is okay to change to the ordinary Zhenyuan period, they are many people, and everyone has a magic weapon, and they may be able to take it down. But if it were such a pervert like Yan Hao, they deserve bad luck.

The leader of Zhenyuandu, saw that Yan Hao solved his men in an instant and shouted angrily, "If you dare to resist, you will die."

Yan Hao did not reply. His body suddenly turned into a strong wind and fell in front of the leader in an instant. Yan Hao kicked out and kicked the chest of the leader. The leader was immediately more miserable than the previous dozen people. Not only his ribs were completely broken, but also his internal organs were injured. Seven thieves were bleeding, and blood spewed wildly in his mouth. A large area of the medicine cabinet was knocked down.

At this time, the buyers next to the scene also frowned. Someone said, "Who is this person? How dare he hurt people in the Yaowang Pavilion? Isn't he looking for death? The business of Yaowang Pavilion is all over the world, and even the four gates of Xiandao have to sell some face to the owner of the pavilion.

Someone next to him patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Don't talk too much. Since this person dares to make trouble here, he must have the ability to make trouble."

The man was right and immediately stopped talking.

Yan Hao looked at more than a dozen people lying on the ground and clapped his hands disapprovingly, "I have seen the most powerful villain in my life. It's your bad luck to meet me."

With that, he didn't care about the expressions of those people on the ground and went straight to the store.

"Wait!"

Before Yan Hao stepped out, a loud middle-aged male voice sounded.

Yan Hao turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his forties coming out.