C52 I'll Buy the Turtle to Return the Pearl

Lu Changkong walked over and grabbed a bunch of spiritual herbs from the stall. He pushed aside the two useless books on the stall and carefully picked up the pages to read.

The stall owner saw that he was reading by himself and did not even look at the spiritual herbs. He said unhappily, "Friend, are you buying or not? If you don't buy herbs, don't delay my business. "

"Buy, buy!" Lu Changkong vaguely agreed. His eyes swept across the stall. "How much do you sell the herbs you pack?"

The stall owner was stunned. He knew that he had met a big customer. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "If you like them, I will give you a discount and add them all up. How about a thousand middle-grade crystals? "

"Okay! I'll take it!" Lu Changkong pointed to the half book on the ground and said, "I bought so many things from you. Can you give me that half book?"

The stall owner only thought that he wanted to pack something. "A lousy book. Do I need you to ask for it? I will tear it up immediately and wrap a few more layers of herbs for you. I guarantee that they will not be contaminated by water vapor. "

"No need, just give me the book!" Lu Changkong pointed out a thousand crystals and pushed it in front of the stall owner. The stall owner beamed with joy and handed over a dozen bags of herbs and half of the book.

Lu Changkong once again stopped the stall owner's rough actions and greeted, "Big Brother, Mr. Kuan, help me. Peel off all the pages and be careful not to damage them. " As he spoke, Squatting down, he peeled off a page and carefully wiped it with his hand before placing it on his knees. He didn't even look at the expensive herbs and threw them aside.

He thought Lu Changkong had gotten some profound secret book, so he also carefully picked up a page. After reading it, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. "Military formation diagram? What do you want this for? I don't want to lose color even if I wipe my butt. "

The full name of the book was Thirty-six Heavenly Astral Soldier Formation Blueprint. It talked about how to make thousands of soldiers cooperate with each other, and when attacking and defending, it was like one person. In the eyes of the generals of the secular world, It was a completely whimsical military book. And in the eyes of the cultivators, it was even a piece of scrap paper.

"This book is of great use to me. I'll explain it to you in the future. " Lu Changkong did not even raise his head as he quickly finished preparing the book and stuffed it into his pocket. Just as he stood up and was about to leave, the stall owner shouted, "Friend, your herbs. "

"No more!" Lu Changkong said without turning his head. "If you want it, keep it and continue selling it!"

"Madman!" The stall looked at Lu Changkong's back and spat on the ground. He then started to collect the herbs on the ground.

He looked at Lu Changkong as if he was looking at a madman. "You bought a useless piece of paper with a thousand crystals?"

"Brother, why did you forget my other identity?"

"The commander of the Royal Guardian in Great Ming?" His brain spun fast enough. "You want to use it to train soldiers? Maybe it was a way. But brother, you're too impatient. Look at how everyone in the market treats you as a money-making boy. If you want to buy anything, I'm afraid those profiteers will have to fly up and bite you. "

Lu Changkong laughed and walked out quickly. He wanted to leave those people laughing at him behind, but he did not expect the news to be much faster than his walking speed. Even the matter of him walking on the red carpet was found out, which made him famous again.

Lu Changkong got something very useful to him. He was in a good mood and was not in a hurry to take the treasure. He was so happy that he accompanied Kuan Qixia and Yiran to stroll around. Lu Changkong did not care about the magic tools and medicinal pills here at all. He would occasionally take a look at a stall, but he didn't have any intention of buying them. However, he was dazzled by Kuan Qixia, who had never seen much of the world, and Yiran, who came from a humble background. The two of them looked left and right. However, they knew that they could only look at those things. They could not bear the value of those things. Every time, they would reluctantly leave.

Of course, Lu Changkong did not lack money. However, he did not like those things, so how could he buy them and give them to others? It was not his style to use inferior goods to brush off his friends. If he met a treasure, he would definitely not be stingy with a few crystals.

"So beautiful!" Yiran said softly. She put down the earring that she had been playing with for a long time and stared at it reluctantly.

The stall owner didn't miss the opportunity to say, "Fairy, you have good taste! This pair of seven lifetimes of marriage is a divine couple that has been married for seven lifetimes. It was polished from Thousand Colored Profound Jade and then placed on the Pill Dawn Peak to absorb a thousand years of multicolored light. Every day, they change into seven colors and transform into seven forms. Not only was it gorgeous and dazzling, but it was also extremely beautiful. It's a protective magical equipment comparable to a Mystic Armor!"

Lu Changkong turned his head and saw the colorful jade worn by the earrings. It was smooth and elegant, and the carved patterns were naturally smooth and exquisite. It was definitely the best of the best cultivation accessories.

Yiran bit her lower lip. She said in a low voice. "I. . . " She wanted to say that she couldn't afford it, but before she could finish, a person came from behind her. He pushed Yiran away and reached out to grab the "Seven Lives Marriage. " "I'll buy it!"

"Wait!" Lu Changkong handed over the folding fan in his hand and knocked on the man's wrist. The man screamed in pain and threw the earring away. Lu Changkong spread his fan. He placed the earring on the fan and handed it back to the vendor. He looked at the man coldly and said, "My friend hasn't said that he won't buy it yet, but Miss has already started snatching the goods. Isn't she a little too impatient? "

"It's you again!" The one who was beaten up was none other than Zhang Rong Min, who had once competed with Lu Changkong for the Nine-beast Immortal Devouring Cauldron. Zhang Rong Min clutched her wrist and gritted her teeth. "Enemies really cross paths!"

"Towards enemies, the path of heaven has always been narrow!" Lu Changkong replied nonchalantly.

At this time, Zhang Junqiu and a few men in green Daoist robes surrounded Lu Changkong. They pointed at Lu Changkong and shouted, "How dare you cause trouble for our Cangwu Sect?"

Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Cangwu Sect? Aren't you the young master of Bamboo Sect? How did you become a disciple of the Cangwu Sect? Could it be that the Green Bamboo School was destroyed by someone?"

"Ignorant junior!" A middle-aged Daoist said sarcastically, "The Green Bamboo School is a branch of the Cangwu Sect. You are now challenging the Cangwu Sect!"

"Hehe!" Lu Changkong sneered and said, "The dignified Cangwu Sect has also started to buy and sell by force. Not bad, it is a big sect. "

The two voices weren't soft, so naturally, they attracted a lot of people to watch the show. Even the sect leader of the Cangwu Sect, Zhang Wenjun, was attracted here. After asking about the situation, he glared at a few of his disciples. Then, he turned his gaze to the stall owner.

The stall owner wasn't a person who supported power. Instead, he secretly raised his thumb and pointed at Yiran when he saw Lu Changkong charging into the Cangwu Sect all by himself. "This pair of earrings was chosen by this fairy first. Logically speaking, she should have sold them to her first. "

Yiran didn't know what to do and said in a low voice. "I can't afford it!"

The stall owner's face changed and then he smiled, "Fairy, if you don't have enough money, I can leave it for you for a few days. I won't sell it for three days!" He spoke politely for the sake of Gu QuanYiran's face, but his words were caught by someone else.

Zhang Junqiu and the others burst into laughter. "She said she can't afford it, not because it's inconvenient on hand. I think it's better if you don't wait for these two paupers. Otherwise, the goods will fall into your hands. "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone laughed mockingly. Yiran felt ashamed amidst the laughter and pulled Lu Changkong away. She didn't expect Lu Changkong to stand there without moving at all.

When Yiran looked up at Lu Changkong's face, she felt even more sad. When she thought about how Lu Changkong was laughed at along with her, her eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor.

Zhang Junqiu took advantage of the situation and slammed a middle-grade flying sword on the stall. He said loudly, "Is this sword enough for your earrings?"

"Yes! Yes!" The stall owner played with his flying sword admiringly. Zhang Junqiu also cast a contemptuous glance at Lu Changkong from the corner of his eye and said, "If you don't have any treasures, don't come out and embarrass yourself. Otherwise, you will lose the face of your sect. "

Yiran was laughing among the onlookers. "Senior Lu, I'm sorry. It was I who caused you trouble. "

Lu Changkong said loudly, "Do you want those earrings? If you want it, I'll buy it and give it to you! "

Yiran whispered. "Yiran caused Senior Lu to be ridiculed, and Senior Lu got angry because of me. . . . ”

"Mockery? The frog at the bottom of the well yawned a few times, I just pretend I didn't hear anything. " Lu Changkong's tone was overbearing to the point that he could not refute. "I only asked if you want that pair of earrings?"

Yiran didn't make a sound, but tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Lu Changkong sighed and said gently, "I don't mean to make people angry. I really want to give you a gift. "

Yiran also understood the sincerity in Lu Changkong's words. She silently nodded her head.

Lu Changkong turned around and said to the stall owner, "I want this pair of earrings. Don't tell me they paid the bill first. You confiscated this flying sword and the earrings were not in his hands. It can't be considered an official transaction. No matter what price he offers, I will pay double his price. "

The stall owner was shocked by Lu Changkong's words. The Cangwu Sect was famous for its artifact forging. It was definitely a wealthy sect with half a share of the profits from the same grade of magic treasures. Lu Changkong dared to say that he would pay double the price.

Zhang Junqiu said with a cold smile on his face. "I have already taken out a middle-grade flying sword. Take out your magic treasure!"

"I don't have a middle-grade flying sword!"

As soon as Lu Changkong finished speaking, the sound of laughter spread across half the street. It was rare to see people who dared to shout without a flying sword.

Lu Changkong waited for them to stop laughing. He took out two flying swords and threw them on the stall. "That kind of trash is a middle-grade flying sword, how could he have the nerve to show it to others?"

"High-grade flying swords!"

The crowd exclaimed in shock and admiration. Zhang Junqiu also did not expect that the other party would be able to take out two high-grade flying swords. His expression suddenly changed as he said: "It can't be a fake, right?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Wenjun's angry shout frightened him so much that his face turned pale. It was fine if others didn't recognize the quality of the flying sword, but why did the disciples of Dark Parasol Sect say such ignorant words?

Lu Changkong smiled faintly and said, "Continue to increase the price! I'll double the price no matter how much you bid. "

Although Zhang Wenjun was displeased by the sight, he would not take out a dozen or twenty flying swords to fight for a pair of earrings. His eldest disciple, Wang Chong, naturally saw through his master's thoughts. After saying a few words through voice transmission, he saw Zhang Wenjun nod slightly.

Wang Chong took a step forward and asked, "Junior, where did you get your flying sword?"

Lu Changkong's eyes were filled with killing intent. "This isn't something you should be concerned about," he said.

Wang Chong sneered. "Our Cangwu Sect has lost a few high-grade flying swords. I suspect these are the ones we lost! You can explain it to me! "

His intentions could no longer be any clearer. He wanted to frame them, seize their swords, rob them, and kill them to silence them.

No one could tell what he was thinking. However, no one came forward to stop him either.