Chapter 921 Pure Yangzong

Giant City, Market.

"Boss, how much do you sell this cold moon orchid?"

Although the owner of this medicinal material stall has force on his body, Zhong Yuan can see that he does not know magic, so he is not called Dao brother.

"Three hundred and fifty Qingdi's money, no bargaining!" The owner of the medicine stall is a thin middle-aged man. On his face, there is no customer's smile like God. On the contrary, he is a little arrogant, and it seems that he likes to buy it or not.

Zhong Yuan didn't care about this. There was nothing he could do. Who made him fall in love with other people's things! However, what Zhong Yuan like is not the cold moon orchid, but the Qiongyu flower and the three-color overflowing grass next to him.

Hanyue Youlan is a very good thing for martial artists among mortals. It can strengthen muscles and bones and consolidate the foundation, but for ordinary monks, the effect is nothing, not to mention a real fairy like him. However, the jade flower and the three-color overflowing grass are different. This is the real fairy elixir. Even if it is swallowed directly, it can also make his cultivation grow a lot. Of course, in this case, it is a little violent.

The reason why Zhong Yuan did not ask these two elixirs directly is that these two elixirs are both introverted, and there are no other visions except for the gorgeous colors. Therefore, for mortals, 90% will sell them as other ordinary panacea.

Through the glance just now, he has already seen that the value of the drugs in the center of this medicinal material stall is more expensive than that of the periphery. The Qiongyu flower and the three-color overflowing grass are all near the periphery. Obviously, the boss does not pay too much attention to it. Therefore, Zhong Yuan wanted to buy it at a small price. In order to avoid the boss guessing his mind, the lion opened his mouth, so he chose to do so, knocking sideways.

Obviously, this still has some effect. Next, when Zhong Yuan smelled the Qiongyu flower and the three-color overflowing grass, the price given by the boss was beyond imagination. The sum of the two was only 70 Qingdi's money.

At such a price, Zhong Yuan naturally made a decisive decision, so as to avoid many dreams and twists and turns. At this moment, he pointed to the cold moon orchid, Qiongyu flowers, and three-color overflowing grass, and said, "I want all these three kinds of elixirs."

"Four hundred and twenty Qingdi's money!" The boss's expression did not change at all, and his voice was also very calm.

Zhong Yuan nodded and said, "No problem, but I don't have Qingdi's money on me. I don't know. Can I exchange it with other treasures?"

"Treasure? Humph--I don't want treasures, I just want money!" As soon as the boss heard this, his face changed a little at that time, and he looked a little annoyed. Looking at that posture, there are some plans to kick people out.

Zhong Yuan didn't do anything for himself. He smiled faintly and said, "This boss, I don't think you are a business person all year round. This time you come out to sell elixirs, more, it should be to treat the dark wounds in your own body!"

How powerful Zhong Yuan's eyes of life and death are. At a glance, it can be seen that the stall owner in front of him has seriously eroded his internal organs because of practicing some special martial arts. On the outside, everything is normal except for his thin body, but in fact, this is his pure true breath. Once he can't maintain it, he will decay and decline in a short moment.

"Can you see it? Who are you!" At the moment when the thin stall owner heard Zhong Yuan's words, an unusually shiny light burst out in his eyes, and the air on his body suddenly burst out, like a sleeping tiger waking up and was about to look for food.

If you were an ordinary person, I'm afraid that you will faint directly under this terrible air machine. However, this kind of air machine naturally has no effect on Zhong Yuan.

Seeing this, the stall owner also knew that he had met a master. At that time, the air machine was restrained, and the expression on his face was also changed.

"Is the senior the fairy of the game? As long as the senior can cure the dark wounds in my body, you can take these elixirs! If there is any need, I will do my best to search and pick for my predecessors!"

Zhong Yuan could see that if the stall owner hadn't kept the last bit of pride of his martial artist, he would have knelt down on the spot. Seeing this, Zhong Yuan understood that his opportunity had arrived. At present, he didn't put on airs, that is, time said, "Don't worry, the hidden wound in your body is nothing to me. I will help you cure it. However, this is not the right place. Let's talk about it in another place!"

"Yes!" The skinny stall owner nodded repeatedly, and then quickly cleaned up the stall.

First, the skinny stall owner picked up the cold moon orchid, Qiongyu flower and three-color overflowing grass, handed it to Zhong Yuan, and presented it respectfully.

Zhong Yuan was about to take it. Suddenly, he shouted like a stuffy thunder and exploded in his ear, "Slow down!"

The sound does not seem so loud, but it has its own majesty that deters people's spirits. As soon as Zhong Yuan heard this sound, he knew that it was a monk. No, to be more precise, it should be a fairy, and it was an extremely powerful fairy. He casually patted the thin stall owner beside him to help him stabilize the qi and blood that had begun to float, and then turned his head and looked behind him.

A hundred feet away, a man and a woman, and two monks came to him in a hurry. The woman, dressed in red, is as delicate as a flower, and the man is in white and unruly. Anyone can understand at a glance that the two are definitely the core disciples of the top faction. Because the pride stolen from the bones is not by imitation, but by imitation.

The handsome male monk opened his mouth slightly and spit out another sentence from his mouth. Put down the Qiongyu flower and the three-color overflow grass, these two elixirs, I, Chunyangzong, want it!"

The male monk took the nun's hand in one hand and held the sword in the other. He walked very slowly, and his steps were very calm and elegant. There was no eagerness at all, as if he was the supreme king, and a word was enough to solve anything in the world.

Zhong Yuan has seen a lot of this kind of disciples of famous sects as early as the world, and naturally he will not pay attention to it at all. With a slight movement of his right hand, Qiong Yuhua, Hanyue Youlan and other elixirs, including the thin stall owner, disappeared without a trace. It seems that it has never appeared.

And all this, around, other stall owners and tourists close at hand, did not notice it at all.

Seeing Zhong Yuan's hand, the female monk frowned at that time. Obviously, she was aware of Zhong Yuan, which was not as good as her appearance. However, the male monk remained the same, and his expression remained unchanged, as if Zhong Yuan did not take those elixirs for himself, but collected them for him first. When he arrived, he would immediately offer them respectfully.

Zhong Yuan has never had a good impression on such a style. And he was also very clear about his purpose of coming to this infinite golden fairyland, that is, to take people, to enough immortals, and lay the foundation for the promotion of his cultivation. The two people in front of him are just within his target range. Therefore, at the moment the male monk opened his mouth, Zhong Yuan had made up his mind.

However, there are too many mortals here, but it is not a good battlefield. Therefore, Zhong Yuan did not choose to conflict here. He sneered at the two people, then dodged, turned into an extremely subtle escape, and flew away to the outside of the city.

Zhong Yuan's speed was very fast. When the male monk deliberately chased him, he had already run far away.

Seeing this scene, the nun beside her said, "Brother Zhou, this man's cultivation is obviously a higher rank than mine. He is not afraid of us at all, and it is quite provocative. I think there must be something strange in it, or don't chase it, so as not to be trapped?"

The male monk was about to fly up, but was pulled by the nun beside him. He heard the nunish's words, but he frowned and said, "Sister, you must have been too careful!" This infinite golden fairyland is mainly controlled by our pure yang sect. What other conspiracy is there against us here?

That boy, it's not strange to have a few points of cards. Isn't it strange if you don't have a card? However, he is a small character of the immortal level, that is, if he has a card, can he still fight head-on with the level of the fairy level like me?

"Forget it, Brother Zhou, it's just two elixirs. This is the infinite golden fairyland. I don't know how many elixirs there will be, let alone natural elixirs. For the sake of these two plants, it's really not worth delaying us to find a bigger opportunity!" The nun, who thought of Zhong Yuan's sneer, was somehow in her heart. She was always a little unsure, so she still admonished.

However, Brother Zhou was not persuaded. He suddenly condensed his face and said, "Sister Xu, this is not only a matter of two elixirs, but also the majesty of our Pure Yang Sect. Anyone who dares to provoke our Pure Yang Sect must die!"

When he said this, Brother Zhou's handsome face showed a few ferociousness, which looked extremely terrible.

The nun surnamed Xu is very clear about her brother's temper. She looks gentle. In fact, in her heart, she prefers to fight and kill. Seeing that he showed such a look, the nun surnamed Xu understood that his brother Zhou had made up his mind and there was no possibility of change.

At present, she didn't say anything more. With him, she controlled the escape light and chased after Zhong Yuan's breath, which was left intentionally or unintentionally.