47, Market 2

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On the old man's stall, among a few things, there is a palm. Judging from the root of the palm of the hand, this should be cut off by a blunt device, revealing uneven bone stubble, and a layer of blood is solidified on the bone.

The palm of the hand is shaped like a halberd. The thumb, ring finger and little finger are curled up, and the index finger and middle finger are together and straight, pointing forward.

No wonder no one came to this stall. It turned out to be because of this. Imagine that there are few good things on the stall, and there is also a bloody palm. Naturally, these disciples will not care about it. But if they don't care, it doesn't mean that Su Yang doesn't care.

At the first glance following Qu Ling's instructions, Su Yang vaguely felt that the palm of his hand seemed to be closely related to himself. He clearly remembered that the faint breath on the palm of his hand was very similar to the fairy sword spirit he saw in the sea of knowledge.

Is it possible that there is also a fairy sword in the palm of your hand? Thinking of this, Su Yang began to get excited. Anyway, he must take this palm. Perhaps you can find a way to control the fairy sword spirit in your body with this thing. If so, you will definitely have an extremely powerful killer.

After making up his mind, Su Yang ignored Qu Ling, who had been holding his arm and wanted to leave, but smiled at the old man: "Senior, I don't know how to sell this palm?"

Su Yang saw that the other party was an old man, and out of respect, he called him a senior. When the old man heard Su Yang's words, he looked up at Su Yang and said lightly, "Those who are predestined don't take any money, and those who are not predestined don't sell their money!"

Listening to the old man's words, he was very much like some charlatans that Su Yang met in the human world before his death. If it hadn't been for the breath in his palm, Su Yang would have almost subconsciously regarded the old man as a colleague of those people.

And Qu Ling couldn't help asking Su Yang softly, "Brother, why do you want to buy this palm? It looks so disgusting and horrible."

"In fact, there is nothing. I always feel that the owner of this palm must be dead. It's better to do a good thing and buy the palm to bury it. Otherwise, it is always not good for the owner to know that his body is torn apart and has to go through a change of business. It's also a good thing every day. Let's accumulate virtue. Su Yang made an excuse.

This is not that Su Yang doesn't believe in Qu Ling, but because of a feeling in Su Yang's heart, which tells him that he must not tell anyone about the spirit of a fairy sword. In fact, Su Yang didn't know that this was just the influence of Xianli Jianqi on his mood.

Hearing Su Yang's words, Qu Ling was also able to understand. He nodded and stopped talking. Compared with other monks, Ghost Cultivation has a different respect for the dead and souls. This may be related to the cultivation of their souls.

After Su Yang finished talking with Qu Ling, he turned his head and looked at the old man again: "Senior, do you think I'm a predestined person?"

You? What a predestined person is simply an eyeless person! Obviously, the old man who heard the dialogue between Su Yang and Qu Ling snorted coldly in his heart. But he didn't show anything on the surface. He just smiled faintly and shook his head.

Seeing the old man's situation, Su Yang also frowned slightly. It seems that it is not easy to buy this palm.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a voice beside him: "Old man, what's your palm?"

Turning around, Su Yang found that there were two men standing beside him. Judging from their costumes, they should be disciples of one of the three paths of the ghost cultivation.

These two people, named Lu Nan and Du Ling, are the disciples who came to attend the disciple conference this time. The reason why the two of them took a favor of this palm was that their eldest brother wanted to insult the female disciple of a small sect, and one of them was cut off by the head of that sect.

Although they have destroyed other people's sects and killed all the people, the eldest brother's broken hand can't grow up. At this time, the two saw that there were palm sellers on this stall, and like their eldest brother, they were all right palms. Now they wanted to buy them back.

Hearing such rude questions, the old man was also a little angry. He glanced at the two disciples and said coldly, "Don't sell!"

"No sale?" Du Ling sneered and said, "I'm not dead. Since I'm out to do business, how can I put the goods on the table but not do it?"

Du Ling and Lu Nan are both rampant people. They also know that this old man will certainly not be from the Pluto, so they seem to be quite rude.

The old man glanced at the two of them, and suddenly a playful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He pointed to Su Yang and said, "This palm is really not sold, because this little brother has bought it in advance."

When Du Ling heard the words, he turned his head and looked at Su Yang and found that Su Yang's strength was not even condensed, and he did not wear any sect clothes on his body. He thought it should be a trivial small school.

But he was also cautious and said to Su Yang with a smile, "I don't know what school this brother is?"

When Su Yang saw Du Ling's appearance, he knew that the other party was definitely not a good person, and when he had just recovered from a big injury, he obviously could not compete with the other party. After weighing the pros and cons, Su Yang smiled faintly and said, "I am a new disciple of the Mingxian School. Let's go down the mountain with my sister. The master is preparing to refine an elixir. He needs the body of the person who cultivates the truth as a medicine. When he saw this palm, he wanted to buy it for the master.

Hearing Su Yang say this, Du Ling thought to himself that the boy said that he was a disciple of the Pluto Sect and a new disciple, which was somewhat consistent with his failure to wear the costumes of the Pluto Sect. And he said that his master refined medicine. As far as I know, there is only one master-level person who refines medicine in the Mingxian School. Could it be that this boy's master seems to be withered?

Thinking of this, Du Ling felt that it was tricky at this time. If so, they really didn't dare to compete with Su Yang.

He turned his head and looked at Lv Nan. When he saw Lv Nan, he also shook his head, which obviously coincided with his own ideas. Seeing this, Du Ling could only curse in his heart, and then smiled at Su Yang and said, "So that's it. In this case, we can only blame us for not being in the palm of our hands. Elder Shisong wants to refine medicine. Brother, you'd better go to work quickly.

Su Yang was stunned when he heard the words. Even if he understood that the two people believed his nonsense, he didn't say much. He just turned his head and looked at the old man: "This senior, this palm?????"

"You have paid the soul stone in this palm. Have you forgotten it?" The old man waved his hand and interrupted Su Yang's words and said lightly.

Although he didn't understand what the old man meant, Su Yang still smiled and said, "I forgot. In this case, I will leave." With that, Su Yang left with a confused Qu Ling.

And in Du Ling's eyes, this scene thought that Su Yang had taken advantage of it here and didn't give the old man any benefits at all. With this in mind, Du Ling secretly said that he was so close that he almost offended the people of the Pluto Immortal School.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Du and Brother Lu? What are you doing here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in Du Ling's ear, which shocked Du Ling, who was still in meditation.