Gou Zai Shen seeks immortality

The price of the first kilogram of spiritual rice auctioned for the first time continued to rise, quickly exceeding that of a spiritual stone.

In the end, it was sold at a high price for two spiritual stones and three broken spirits.

The casual cultivators were all shocked by the price of a pound of spiritual rice.

horrible!

When did a pound of spiritual rice become so expensive?

Who can afford to eat spiritual rice? !

It should be cheaper next time...

The price of spiritual rice in the second auction did not drop as expected. Instead, the price was three broken spirits higher.

The rogue cultivator, who was starving and red-eyed, bought spiritual rice at all costs.

There is too little rice but too many people, so many casual cultivators are destined to be unable to buy spiritual rice.

Originally, they could still maintain restraint and watch with cold eyes.

More and more spiritual rice were being auctioned, and they could no longer hold back and joined the auction one after another.

This also caused the auction price of spiritual rice to skyrocket, once reaching four spiritual stones and seven broken spirits.

Due to the lack of rice, the crazy cultivators, and Fang Wu's greed, the outcome is doomed.

The amount of spiritual rice gradually decreased, and the casual cultivators participating in the competition became more and more enthusiastic.

Near the end of the auction, each kilogram of spiritual rice could be sold for a sky-high price of more than five spiritual stones. It set the most expensive unit price of spiritual rice in the history of Dahuangfang City.

The auction ended and the enthusiasm subsided. The casual cultivators looked at the shriveled storage bags and felt annoyed.

When the spiritual stones are spent, very little spiritual rice is obtained.

How many days can this little spiritual rice last?

The casual cultivator, who had no ability to participate in the auction and could not buy a pound of spiritual rice, felt cold in his heart, and looked at Fang Wu with an increasingly unkind look.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you have gone too far."

"We buy rice just to survive. The price is too high!"

"That's too much! Life as a casual cultivator is not easy, and you are trying to push us to death!"

Fang Wu glanced at the casual cultivator who was making trouble, and his tone gradually became colder: "I am not a charity hall here, and everyone has no spiritual rice in their hands. I kindly took out my own rations, and there are still people who maliciously slander me?"

"We are going to get the spiritual rice today!"

The casual cultivators relied on the strength of their numbers to seize the opportunity to grab the spiritual rice.

"How dare you make trouble here! Do you want to be arrested by the Five Elements Sect?"

"Haha, if the Five Elements Sect captures him, at least he can still have enough to eat, which is better than starving to death."

A jade-colored sword light flew out and chopped off the troublemaker's head.

When the casual cultivator died, the crowd was in chaos.

Each and every one of them had their spiritual shields and defensive weapons lit up, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Only then did they remember that this was not a city and safety was not guaranteed.

"Those who cause trouble should be killed!"

"The trade fair will reopen in seven days, and new rice will be delivered."

In order to avoid making things worse, Fang Wu announced that the trade fair was over.

Five hundred kilograms of spiritual rice sold for two thousand spiritual stones, far exceeding expectations.

There are also casual cultivators who are unwilling to leave.

They have no rice to cook with, so they go back and wait for seven days?

Can you hold on?

Can the price of Lingmi be cheaper next time?

The casual cultivators are very calm and can live to this day without any naivety.

"In this case, let's all be cannon fodder for the Five Elements Sect."

Fang Wu was not afraid at all and stimulated fluctuations in spiritual power within his body, without any concern that he would attract the Five Elements Sect monks.

Are you trying to fight to the death?

No, Fang Wu had a back-up, and he was the only one who died...

The hot-headed casual cultivator regained his senses and dared to stay longer. He was afraid that the Five Elements Sect monks would come and leave in a hurry.

"It's good to sell them spiritual rice, but it's too expensive."

The casual cultivators left, and Qi Yulong, who was hiding behind the scenes, walked out with a smile.

"The spiritual stones obtained from the auction of spiritual rice are a total of two thousand and twenty-five pieces of three broken spirits."

Fang Wu suppressed his smile and respectfully handed over the spirit stone that had not yet been warmed.

"good!"

"Five hundred kilograms of spiritual rice is sold for two thousand kilograms of spiritual stone. Fang Wu, you are a talent."

"Two hundred spiritual stones are a reward for you, behave well."

Qi Yulong eats meat, so he can't let his subordinates even drink soup.

He still has a lot of spiritual rice in his hand and relies on Fang Wu to sell it.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, the casual cultivators don't have many spiritual stones in their hands. There will be another spiritual rice auction in seven days. There won't be much profit to be squeezed from now on."

Qi Yulong burst out laughing: "Then earn the last vote."

"The Five Elements Sect is short of people. I have earned the last amount of spiritual stones. The auction of spiritual rice is over and will be given to the Five Elements Sect."

The casual cultivators made clear arrangements to squeeze out the spiritual stones and send them to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

"It's a good night. It's time to kill the fat sheep."

If you give out two hundred spiritual stones as a reward, you will always get them back from other places.

Jia Ren watched the two people leave quietly, and decisively followed the tunnel to the residence of San Xiu named Shen.

He didn't want to remind the casual cultivator of the surname Shen.

I am not familiar with the casual cultivator surnamed Shen, so I don't want to take the risk of exposing my true identity.

With the help of the tunnel, Jia Ren arrived earlier than Qi Yulong and Fang Wu.

There was no one in the underground secret room, and there was chatter from above.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, please sell me a few kilograms of spiritual rice."

"Fellow Taoist people cannot ignore death."

Someone comes to buy spiritual rice?

"Fellow Taoist is joking, I don't have spiritual rice in my hand, so I can't help you."

The casual cultivator surnamed Shen looked helpless. This was a hidden danger brought about by the trade fair.

He has a close relationship with Fang Wu, and he has earned a large amount of spiritual stones by renovating old stone houses. He has no shortage of spiritual stones in his hands, which makes people jealous.

He said he didn't have much spiritual rice in his hand, but no one would believe him.

The unnamed casual cultivator said in a sad tone: "Don't you, fellow Daoist Shen, want to give you a way to survive?"

"Fellow Daoist Fang, why are you here?"

"Someone is causing trouble for you, and I can't stand by and watch."

The casual cultivator surnamed Shen looked surprised. Fang Wu had helped him a lot, and he was filled with gratitude.

Without waiting for a word of thanks, the long cone pierced the heart, leaving a bloody hole throughout the body.

The person who took action was none other than the trustworthy Fang Wu.

Until death, the casual cultivator surnamed Shen looked in disbelief.

"You are so brave. Fellow Daoist Shen didn't want to sell you spiritual rice, so why did you kill someone!"

The casual cultivators were shocked and angry. It's obvious that you are the ones who did the killing, but the thief is shouting to catch the thief.

The magic sword glowing with jade color shot out from the darkness, chopped off his head, and returned the unsaid words to the underworld.

Qi Yulong walked out of the dark corner with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Shen! I have avenged you! Have a good journey!"

The two of them pretended to be compassionate and deliberately squeezed out a few tears.

The uninformed casual cultivator mistakenly thought that the two had a good friendship and did not expect that the murderer was Fang Wu.

The moment he entered the game, the fate of the casual cultivator surnamed Shen was already doomed.

Qi Yulong and Fang Wu were searching for valuables at the residence of the Sanxiu cultivator surnamed Shen.

Jia Ren already knew the ins and outs of the matter, and felt sad.

Suppressing the irritability in his heart, he watched the two executioners dividing the loot in the secret room underground.

"I almost forgot, Jia Ren didn't come to the trade fair?"

"Have you ever found out where he lives?"

"I haven't repaid him properly for building the old stone house."

Qi Yulong has never forgotten Jia Ren, and originally planned to let him build an old stone house and train him to become his own money bag.

Wait until the old stone house business is over, kill people and seize wealth, squeezing out the last value.

Unfortunately, Jia Ren was too alert and didn't give him a chance at all.

Jia Ren's escape almost ruined the follow-up plan.

Qi Yulong has never been a generous person and will never let Jia Ren go.

"This person was too cautious, and the people sent to follow him missed him."

"Don't worry, this person exchanged spiritual rice for spiritual turtles and doesn't have much food left. If you don't believe him, don't come to the fair."

"By then, killing him will be easy."

Qi Yulong nodded with satisfaction and left quickly.

Jia Ren listened to the conversation between the two and felt murderous intent boiling in his heart.

These two guys are really haunting.

I'll kill you sooner or later!