The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Upon hearing this, the little dragon was overjoyed and hurriedly saluted: "Senior, please tell me."

"I see that even though you have mixed blood, you still have a fair face and can be said to have fine skin and tender flesh." The horseshoe crab laughed loudly and said, "If you are willing to sell your butt a few times, maybe you can still get enough money to buy and sell green duckweed. Spiritual stone!"

The surrounding stall owners and the demon cultivators passing by laughed together, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The little dragon was furious. He jumped up and grabbed a low-grade yellow magic weapon on the stall and wanted to throw it out.

"If you want to hit me, come on, I'm not a good man if I frown." The horseshoe crab twisted his neck in disdain.

He was in the late stage of Tongming cultivation, and this little dragon was only in the early stage of Tongming, so there was absolutely no way he could be his opponent.

The little dragon's eyes were spitting fire, he was angrily holding the magic weapon and glaring at the plate-footed horseshoe crab, his body was shaking constantly.

But he didn't dare to take action. Once he did, he would definitely be captured by the city guards with low skills and no backing. Not to mention that the things would not be saved, grandpa would definitely be poisoned and die.

At this moment, a hint of joking and complacency flashed in the eyes of the horseshoe crab, and he slowly took out a green spiritual grass with five round leaves at the top from the storage bag, exuding a strange smell. breath.

The little dragon's fire-breathing eyes instantly turned into surprise, revealing immense desire, as well as a hint of regret and struggle.

The surrounding stall owners burst out in exclamation, and Helicoprion grinned, "What a boss, you actually have such a 500-year-old green duckweed. You are really rich."

"Haha, now we have a good show. It is possible to refine the third-level Qingping Dan from 500-year-old Qingpingcao, but only by inviting the top alchemy master to do it. The cost is higher than It’s still expensive to buy an 800-year-old green duckweed!” A stall owner gloated at the little dragon whose expression kept changing.

"Guess whether this kid will buy it?" Han Li, a fat man next to him, was a little curious.

The Helicopteron glanced at the triumphant horseshoe crab and the hesitant little dragon, feeling very jealous in his heart, "Do you even need to ask? It's obvious that the boss has pinched the balls of this guy, and he must be bought." "

"So what if I buy it? Do you think he can afford an alchemist to refine it?" Another stall owner shook his head repeatedly.

Amid the discussions among the surrounding stall owners and onlookers, the little dragon spoke after a cup of tea:

"Although your green duckweed is not old enough, it is still barely usable. However, you cannot exchange for thirty items, only twenty items. What items on my stall do you like? You can choose any twenty items."

"Which twenty items do you want?" The horseshoe crab looked at the goods on the small corner stall with disdain, and put the green duckweed he had been playing with in his storage bag.

Now the little dragon was anxious. He stared at the horseshoe crab with his eyes closed and was sleeping, and he stamped his toes and shouted: "As you wish, thirty pieces will be exchanged. Thirty pieces will be fine!"

At this time, he was also extremely reluctant to part with thirty items. It would be a big loss to exchange thirty items for such a green duckweed, which can only refine second-level greenfoot pills under normal circumstances. However, the current situation is only a pinch. He nodded and admitted.

Seeing that the horseshoe crab remained silent, he shouted angrily: "Hey, I'm calling you, what items do you have your eye on?"

"Hey hey hey, what items are there?" The horseshoe crab opened his eyes, with an intriguing smile on his face, "I've taken a fancy to them all!"

The little dragon suppressed the anger in his heart, nodded and said: "Okay, you can choose thirty items and I will exchange them with you."

At this time, the stall owners nearby were screaming and cursing.

"Boy, you are so stupid," Helicopteron rolled his eyes and grinned, "He obviously wants everything in your stall!"

The little dragon was shocked.

Immediately, his face turned green and white, and his thin body began to tremble.

"You...you mean...all the things here? Just exchange them for a 500-year-old green duckweed?"

"That's right," the horseshoe crab flicked its paws and spoke slowly, "I made it very clear before. Come on, I'm going to close the stall early."

Hearing these words, the surrounding stall owners and onlookers started talking in low voices, casting contempt and sympathy towards the horseshoe crab and the little dragon respectively.

"Good fellow, it's too cruel to want to exchange a five-hundred-year-old green duckweed for all the items here. In my opinion, ten items are enough."

"Ten items? Just watch. The boss is determined this time. This guy is in a hurry to save people and will definitely replace all the things."

"Too greedy, too greedy. Although these things are not valuable, there is still no problem in exchanging them together for three 600-year-old green duckweeds."

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Listening to the comments and accusations around him, the Horseshoe Crab didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed, but instead became more and more proud.

But he didn't say much to irritate the little dragon. Instead, he took advantage of the large number of demon cultivators who were watching to greet the business.

"Senior, your conditions are completely unequal in terms of exchange value. How can this be possible?" The little dragon struggled for a moment, trying hard to cut the price.

"How can this be said to be unfair? Is it possible that the lives of your relatives are not even comparable to your pile of rags?"

The horseshoe crab replied calmly, handed an item to the customer who asked for the price, and then pretended to be thinking about the little dragon, "Boy, think about it. You have time to negotiate the price with my boss. It would be better to find an alchemist who can refine the third-level top-level elixir. Saving people is like putting out a fire!"

Every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting the little dragon's heart, hammering his already fragile heart to collapse.

In his heart, his grandfather's life is naturally 10,000 times more precious than these things.

However, if he traded everything, how could he find an alchemist who was willing to make elixirs for him, even if he sold everything in his family.

Looking at his miserable and hesitant face, the horseshoe crab smiled contemptuously.

The kid whose scales have just grown out still wants to fight with me, dreaming!

I won't call you boss unless I squeeze you dry and eat you up!