Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Tantai Mo Ye frowned more tightly, shook his head impatiently and said: "Although the Fire Phoenix Demon Flower and Dragon Crystal Orchid used to refine the Golden Pill are distributed in the East China Sea, they are really rare. In ancient times, There is no such spiritual herb in the Fisher Clan. Let me take the Poison Corpse Puppet away first, and then I will order the clansmen to send you spiritual stones, whether it is three million or five million, it is not worth anything. !”

As he was talking, Tantai Mo Ye was about to step forward. Everyone at the golden elixir monks at the trade fair in the west of the city were angry and reprimanded loudly: "Wait a minute! Yuyang Town is not your ancient fishing tribe. Fangshi has its own Youyue." How can the Immortal Sect allow you to forcefully buy and sell here? You don’t have enough spiritual stones and you can’t bring out any decent treasures. How can you pack a big clove of garlic?”

Tantai Mo Ye's face was extremely ugly, and he said angrily: "This young patriarch is well-known on the coast of the East China Sea, and he always means what he says! How can it be a forced purchase and sale? Although I didn't bring enough spiritual stones for this trip, but There are a lot of treasures in my storage bag. Let him choose two, but they will be higher than your bid!"

Ye Ling flicked his robe sleeves and the poison corpse puppet fell into the storage bag. Then Ye Ling stared at Tantai Mo Ye with an indifferent expression. Seeing that his face was red with anger and his neck was thick, he still argued with everyone, trying his best to maintain the ancient The reputation of the fishing clan.

Elder Leng Ju, who presided over the trade meeting in the west of the city, had to stand by Ye Ling both in public and private matters. However, she was also very curious about how many rare treasures this Tantai Young Patriarch, who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, carried with him, and maybe even the eighth-level magic weapon.

So Chief Leng Ju said coldly, "Young Patriarch Tantai! Although this person is a foundation-building monk, you can't bully him. He is exactly..."

Elder Leng Ju caught a glimpse of Ye Ling wearing a forbidden hat. She obviously didn't want anyone to recognize her. She looked around again and simply sent a message to Tantai Mo Ye's spiritual consciousness: "He is the famous alchemy master of Wu State. , Ye Ling, the great elder of the Tiandan Immortal Sect! During the battle in the East China Sea, if you offend him, it is equivalent to offending the nine great immortal sects of Wu! Pour out your storage bag and let him choose."

Tantai Mo Ye was slightly startled. Seeing Ye Ling's attire, he became polite in his words: "It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Ye, whom I have admired for a long time! What I didn't say, this 'transaction' will definitely satisfy Fellow Taoist."

As he spoke, Tantai Mo Ye shook off his storage bag, and various top-quality magic weapons and demon bones of the King of Sea Beasts rolled to the ground, attracting admiration from the onlookers.

Among them, the water spirit bead the size of a water tank only made the foundation-building monk who was consigning the sixth-order clam bead dumbfounded. He muttered and sighed: "This young leader of the Ancient Fishing Tribe is really not a boaster."

Elder Leng Ju only saw a complete set of eighth-level magic weapons and equipment, which almost dazzled her eyes. Even the elders of the Youyue Immortal Sect only had a few of these top-level golden elixir magic weapons.

Among the crowd, there are more knowledgeable people, especially the heavenly materials and earthly treasures produced in the East China Sea, as well as the beast bones and demon pills, which are all valuable rare treasures. Some even give Ye Ling advice and suggest him. Choose the two most valuable treasures.

Yu Qing stared at the same treasures one after another. He was even more excited than his master. He only picked the most valuable treasure with the big head and made endless suggestions to his master.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ling felt slightly absent-minded at this moment! Regardless of what Yu Qing and the people around him said, he stared at a broken blade exuding evil energy, and a huge wave surged in his heart!