Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

Seeing Lu Daotian want to take action, this disciple became anxious, thinking that the price was not enough. In his mind, even ghosts with spirit stones could push the price. Could it be that this guy wanted to raise the price even more?

Well, that must be the case.

"One thousand and five!" He stared at Lu Daotian with a pained expression, gritted his teeth and spoke again.

"two thousand!"

"Junior brother, wait a minute, the price is negotiable, three thousand spirit stones, no more!"

"Fuck!"

"Oh, you ugly monster, don't I give you face? Damn it, you really do it...ah..."

After a few breaths, another bright hairstyle was born.

Damn it!

In the crowd, most of everyone's previous anger was shared by Mo Chen. Now seeing Lu Daotian's desperate appearance, he realized that this guy is not a good bird at all.

The brothers who fought against him were all knocked unconscious by this guy mercilessly, and then everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and he licked the long flowing hair of the brothers little by little. They saw this weird thing from the beginning to the end.

The advent of styling.

So frustrating!

The angry Tianhua Sect disciples once again came out to fight with Lu Daotian, and the result was as expected. Just look at the bare heads in the audience and you will know what the result was.

As night fell, the Zhantai Square, which had been busy all day, finally ushered in a short period of silence.

That night, Mo Chen and the two men did not go out to do evil again.

At this moment, looking at the brightly lit mountain peaks in the outer hall, I knew what they were guarding against.

The next day, after recuperating their energy, Mo Chen and the others came to the Battle Platform Square again.

After Mo Chen kept fanning the flames, the battle arena became lively again, but it was not the same as yesterday.

After a tiring day, Mo Chen pocketed another five thousand spirit stones and happily returned to the cave that belonged to Lu Daotian.

After two days, Mo Chen had almost 20,000 more spiritual stones in his pocket than before.

Ten thousand spiritual stones a day, for other Tianhua Sect disciples, who would dare to imagine it?

Mo Chen was kind enough to get along with Lu Daotian.

Lu Daotian took his hard-earned money and felt a little satisfied.

Although Mo Chen only gave him 30% of the money, he still had nearly 20,000 spiritual stones in his ring.

I made so much in just three days.

This was all a decision based on Mo Chen's wisdom, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to earn these spiritual stones.

On the fourth day, Mo Chen and Lu Daotian came to the square again, but they saw a scene that shocked them.

"We didn't go to the wrong place, right?"

Mo Chen touched Zhengliang's bald head, looked at Lu Daotian and asked doubtfully.

Lu Daotian was also confused and said uncertainly: "It should be, that's right..."

If you are right, then...where did the battle platform go?

At this moment, the empty square was completely bare, and the battle platform that once stood here had disappeared for some unknown reason.

Mo Chen casually grabbed a passing disciple and finally knew the reason.

What the two of them did alarmed Guan Wenqing, the master of the outer hall.

Guan Wenqing was so busy a few days ago that he couldn't get away from the incident where a disciple from outside the hall was attacked.

After two days, seeing that nothing happened again, I took the time to see how that little bastard was doing now.

But who would have thought that the little bastard had a miserable life these past two days.

My gambling capital exceeded 10,000 yuan in one day, so I really have a good hand.

As the leader of the inner hall, he has great power. At this time, he used the reason that the battle platform needed repairs to completely cut off this little bastard's way of making a fortune.

"Tell me, is this old guy too idle?" Mo Chen turned to Lu Daotian and asked casually with a face on his face. He didn't expect the guy to answer, but suddenly he heard Lu Daotian say something shocking.

"This old bastard has cut off our financial resources. It seems that the lesson I gave him last time was not enough. Why don't you find some time to go to Waitang Peak?"

Hearing Lu Daotian's words, Mo Chen's eyes almost dropped.

This is still the same guy who is extremely arrogant and thinks of himself as a son of aristocratic family.

It seems that this guy also has 'eclectic' blood flowing in his bones!

But Mo Chen didn't know that this guy was very arrogant and ignored everyone, because he felt that when he grew up, he would completely surpass anyone he saw.

He is just less practiced than them. If placed among his peers, he is not afraid of anyone.

Of course, this was before meeting Mo Chen.

Meeting Mo Chen was destined to be his misfortune, and it was also destined to be his luck.

If there is a goal to pursue in practice, then the path of the strong is destined to go further.

This has been the case since ancient times.

A few breaths ago, Lu Daotian's mind suddenly became clear.

He was confused for a moment at first, but now he is completely awake.

He was actually plotted by that old bastard!

"I heard that spiritual wine is sold in Lingtian Pavilion. Is this right?"

Lu Daotian put aside his usual personality, turned his head and stared at Mo Chen with burning eyes, and asked aloud.

"Then on point!"

Mo Chen was still surprised by this guy's change of attitude, but then he thought about it, a strong man was supposed to be full of information about himself, how could he remain silent and afraid of the dark at every turn.

Did something happen to this guy?

Silently all the way, the two of them arrived at Lingtian Pavilion.

Lingtian Pavilion is a place that sells daily consumables for warriors, similar to a grocery store.

But this is not comparable to a grocery store in the mortal world.

Lingtian Pavilion claims to have everything, even if you want a secular dynasty, you can easily buy it.

Lingtian Pavilion is like a huge market, with countless monks selling items.

Looking at the Tianhua Sect disciples who were like secular hawkers, Mo Chen felt a little incredible.

Could the world of warriors be like this?

That's right, secular people set up stalls to earn some gold and silver, while warriors set up stalls to earn some spiritual stones.

The two walked through a debris area and entered an area where monster meat was sold.

Not to mention, the monsters and beasts sold here are all kinds of strange.

Those that run on the ground, those that are born to fly, those that swim in the water, you name it.

The two spent a lot of spiritual stones to buy a lot of monster meat that looked delicious.

Then we came to the area where spiritual wine was sold.

Lu Daotian took the lead. Before he even entered the shop, he asked loudly: "Boss, do you have any good spirit wine? Take it out and have a look."

"Okay!" The shop owner is an older man.

When he heard that there were customers in need of fine wine, he hurriedly put down his work and trotted to the door of the shop.

But I never expected that what I saw were two little furry children with no hair all over, and my face immediately pulled down.

"Go, go, what are you drinking, kid?"

Lu Daotian was originally very interested, but he didn't realize that this old man looked down upon others.

Wow!

Lu Daotian didn't say anything, but a bag of spiritual stones fell directly on the old man's face.

The old man was not angry when he saw this. He casually glanced at the spiritual stones in the bag, his eyes lit up, and his face hurriedly filled with a smile, and he said repeatedly: "A distinguished guest is here, little brother, please come in quickly!"

Mo Chen watched from behind, stunned for a moment, how could this guy's operation be so natural?

That's right, this guy is from a noble family. I'm afraid things like this have been done countless times before, and they have become commonplace.