When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel

A crowd spontaneously gave way to the crowd, and two young men in red and cloud-swords came in.

The head of the man is full of heaven, his face is square, and his appearance can be described by the spirit of righteousness. There are three white lines on his chest. Like Tianjianmen, this is a symbol of the high status of his disciples. I am afraid that his identity must be a big disciple under the seat of an elder. The latter is a bit less important than him, but not inferior.

Seeing Fang Youde in his righteous face, two sword eyebrows twisted up immediately: "Fang Youde, it's you again!"

Yi Xichen jumped up quickly: "Brother, this Fang Quede should be posing as your disciple of Xuanqingmen? I just uncovered his tricks, otherwise I would let him play tricks, I really don't know how much to wipe out for you black."

Zhengqi face exasperated: "He was expelled by our Xuanqingmen a few years ago, but he still swindled and deceived against our Xuanqingmen's name. It's abominable!"

He stepped forward and lifted up Fang Youde with a loud voice, "Although this person has long been named by Xuan Qingmen, but he was my disciple in the end, it is really that we are not disciplined. This time I take him back, You must report to your uncles and abandon this person for severe punishment. Please forgive me. "

Yi Xichen busyly said, "Master is not in a hurry. He owes me a hundred times the bet!"

ZhengQi took a look at him, thought for a moment, and took off his Qiankun bag and threw it to him: "I didn't bring too many spirits with me when you traveled. See if the compensation here is enough for you?"

Yi Xichen unraveled a glance, which contained four high-level spirit stones, thirty or more intermediate spirit stones, and several primary spirit stones. A high-level spirit stone can be exchanged for ten or more intermediate-level spirit stones. This adds up. Although Fang Youde promised him a hundred times compensation, he also made a lot. In addition, the spirit stones in this bag are almost of the fire type. The fire spirit stones produced in the back of Xuanqingmen are relatively difficult for the disciples of Tianjianmen to obtain. So he laughed: "In the face of the big brother, a discount is enough."

Zhengqi face hummed, motioned to follow his classmates to collect the pile of spirits on the turntable. If the bitter master came to claim, he would pay back, and then went away with Fang Youde Yujian.

Yi Xichen took back the spirit stones of himself and his grandson, and got a lot of compensation. He got out of the pile and he smiled with joy: "I made a lot of hair and made a lot of spirit stones. We can buy a lot of things ! "

Long Sun Zijun doesn't care about this spiritual stone. In the fandom world eight years later, he is already rich enough to buy several Lingshan mountains as his love nest with Yi Xichen at the swipe of a hand. However, seeing Yi Xichen's joy after earning the spirit stone, his mood became clear.

Yi Xichen pulled the grandson Zijun to no one, and quietly opened his palm to show him. Inside was the piece of mysterious stone that had just been halved by him. Mysterious flint is so powerful that many agencies are useful for making it. Yi Xichen wanted to get a piece of it for a long time, but unfortunately he couldn't afford to sell it. He smugly said, "This thing was smoothed out by me. The guy from Xuanqingmen just lost me a lot of firestones from the west. Let's go back and ask Master to help me. I can definitely repair this piece of firestone!"

"it is good."

The two continued to go deep into the bazaar. This time, Yi Xichen was much more generous. In addition to strengthening the Zongshan black iron to strengthen the sword, he also bought a lot of useful immortals.

Long Sun Zijun suddenly stood still in front of a booth. Yi Xichen found that the grandson Sun Zijun didn't keep up. He turned around and ran back, and found that he was staring at a group of ice silk. Yi Xichen asked: "Do you want this?"

"Ok."

Frost silk can be used to refine the elixir of water properties, or weave it into a robe, cool and silky, and reconcile the monk's internal fire, which has a good effect on preventing the fire from entering the magic. Long Sun Zijun now needs to use ice silk to make a pair of obscene pants to prevent his little brother from exploding.

Yi Xichen didn't know what Chang Sun Zijun would do to buy this thing, but Chang Sun Zijun gave him all the spirit stones. When Chang Sun Zijun wanted to buy it, he bought it. The stall owner is a female monk. Yi Xichen knows why he has n’t spoken. Although the grandson Sun Zijun is a rare spiritual root for centuries, he cultivates faster than anyone, but he has a fatal The weakness is women.

He didn't talk much at first, and he couldn't even make a sulking face when facing a woman. He would never hit a woman when fighting. This is the setting of the original work, and the same authors have continued to use it. Whenever the author of the same person intends to open up abuse, he creates a female villain role and gives Yi Xichen an abortion medicine or something.

Yi Xichen was busy building a big smiley face: "This sister looks so beautiful."

No woman does not like to be praised. The monk touched her face, and a flush of redness appeared on her face.

"Is this robe made by Sister? The embroidery pattern is so beautiful, Sister's hands are so clever."

"Really, really? Thank you." The monk quickly adjusted her robes and pinched her hair behind her ears.

"Sister, how do you sell this ice silk?"

"Five intermediate spirit stones."

Yi Xichen drummed his head in distress. This price is fair, but for them, the five middle-level spiritual stones are not small. Although they have just made a fortune, they can't afford to splurge. He went on to praise the monk in a lotus flower, and asked, "Sister, can it be cheaper? I really like Sister's things, but there aren't enough leftover stones. Four, how about selling four?"

The female monk hesitated for a moment, seeing that the two swords were so talented, they spoke and liked them, and they were about to agree, but they never thought of killing Cheng Cheng bit by bit.

"I want this bunch of ice silk. I have six intermediate spirit stones!"

The two looked back, and the annoying Cheng Jinjin was not someone else, it was Xiao Kui!

"Alas." Long Sun Zijun showed a disgusted expression.

Xiao Kui was once again despised, and he was out of breath. He took six intermediate spirit stones from his pocket and patted them on the booth: "This group of ice silk belongs to me!"

The monk froze, looked at this, looked at that, and hesitantly reached out to get the spirit stone. Even if the two trailmen who came first seemed more pleasing to the eye, but no one would make it more difficult to set up a stall to do business.

"Wait a minute." Yi Xichen glanced coldly at Xiao Kui. There was no smile on his face and his eyes were hostile. He said, "I came first. I also gave out six spirit stones. Sister, are you going to sell it to me or to him?"

The monk was about to answer, and Xiao Kui threw away two more generously: "Then I will make eight!"

This is a blatant provocation. Xiao Kui didn't need any ice silk at all, he just wanted to find faults and add a block to the grandson Sun Zijun and Yi Xichen. That day grandson Sun Zijun humiliated him in front of the Shennong Hall, so that no matter where he went recently, he was pointed and faceless, so annoyed that he hid in the room every night to hang a villain. Today the enemy meets and opens his eyes, he will pull back a city no matter what.

Yi Xichen secretly squeezed his fists. The eight intermediate spirit stones may not be too much to the disciples of Lianjiange, but for the disciples of Yaoge, it can only save these six months. He can't raise the price, and even if he follows the price, Xiao Kui will continue to raise it.

Long Sun Zijun suddenly untied the money bag and poured out the spirit stones in his palm to start counting.

Both Yi Xichen and Xiao Kui were taken aback by him, thinking that he was going to bargain to the end. Xiao Kui quickly stretched his neck and glanced, and found that there were only ten middle-level spirit stones in the hands of Chang Sun Zijun, and a proud smile appeared suddenly.

"Yo, dare to come out and visit the market with such a bit of spirit stone?" Xiao Kui took away the intermediate spirit stone that he had just thrown away and arrogantly shot a high-level spirit stone. "Icy silk, it's my turn!"

Xiao Kui bought the ice silk, and was so proud that his tail had to be lifted to the sky, turning around with the silk, and just waiting to admire the frustrated expressions of Long Sun Zijun and Yi Xichen, only to find that there was no one behind him.

Xiao Kui: "!!!"

The two had long gone leisurely, and they didn't care about any ice silk at all. On the contrary, Xiao Kui spent more than twice the price to buy what he could not use, which was stupid.

Xiao Kui was so angry!

Yi Xichen reached up to his grandson Zijun and whispered, "You scared me just now. I thought you wanted to follow him to the end."

The grandson Sun Zijun is innocent: "I'll count it. I can't buy that thing."

"Haha." Yi Xichen was overwhelmed. "Let's continue shopping, I don't believe Xiao Kui can buy all the ice silk in the bazaar."

As soon as he looked back, Xiao Kui was following the two with a calm face, looking at it like that, today he really planned to follow them. 2k novel reading network