Chapter 121 The Poisonous Old Man
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Wan Li Yu
"what!"
Many martial arts practitioners present trembled. Although it is relatively easy for warriors to make money, 1000 million is not a small amount. What's more, it is still unknown whether this Buddhist beads has the ability to protect lives.
It is true that the orthodox monks of Nanlin Temple seldom lie to others, but what if this person is not a monk of Nanlin Temple but a fake.
"Xiao Zhang, what do you think? Is this bead real? Can it protect one's life? If so, I will buy it and give it to Yinger."
In the crowd, Mr. Qi asked Zhang Yifeng. Although he knew more about the martial arts circle, his understanding of these things was not as good as Zhang Yifeng's.
Zhang Yifeng did not answer immediately, but went to the stall. He squatted down and touched the monk's beads, and the spiritual energy penetrated quietly.
Jue Yuan, who had his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide and glanced at Zhang Yifeng, but then his eyes became calm again.
Zhang Yifeng quickly retracted his hand, returned to Mr. Qi, and said: "The beads are real, and they do have the ability to protect."
"Really? Then I'll buy it."
For Mr. Qi, 1000 million is indeed a drop in the bucket. If 1000 million can buy a magic weapon, then it is indeed a bargain.
However, Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi and said, "Don't buy it. Although this bead is real, it can only withstand a full blow from a late-stage warrior. If it is a martial artist, it will be shattered and people will die."
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "That's pretty good too."
Zhang Yifeng asked weakly: "Mr. Qi, is the 'magical weapon' valuable in the eyes of martial arts practitioners? How much can it usually be sold for?"
Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Magical weapons are rare, and those that can protect lives are even rarer. Generally speaking, they have a price but no market. The price ranges from a few million to hundreds of millions. It's hard to say."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up. He happened to have an extra protective bracelet on him. He originally planned to give it to Ye Zhimei, but when Ye Zhimei went to Jincheng, the bracelet became ownerless. Might as well sell it here.
Selling a bracelet is much more profitable than selling talismans. Today is the opportunity. The people who came to the scene today are all rich people.
While Zhang Yifeng was thinking, Mr. Qi had already gone to Jue Yuan and said, "Master, I bought this Buddhist bead. What is your card number? I'll ask someone to call it."
Jueyuan put his hands together and said Amitabha, then turned around and actually took out a POS machine from the package behind him and said: "Amitabha, donor, please swipe your card."
Zhang Yifeng was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, times are progressing, and the ascetics also know how to use high technology.
It's right to think about it. The earth is not like Lingyue Continent, which has space to store magic weapons. It is impossible for martial arts practitioners to run around with cash on their backs. They can only travel around the world with a bank card. Or, you can travel the world with a mobile phone.
The earth's mobile phones and bank cards are also equivalent to the storage instruments of Lingyue Continent. Just a mobile phone and a bank card can only store money.
Just when Mr. Qi was about to swipe his card, a deep voice came: "Wait a minute, I bought this Buddhist bead for 2000 million. The beads enshrined by the eminent monks of Nanlin Temple are rare."
Everyone turned around and saw an old man with a cane walking from the side. This man looked old and had a stooped body. His hair was thin and sporadic, and there were spots on his head, making him look extremely ugly.
Next to the old man, there were two young people, one male and one female. The male was ordinary-looking and had a popular face. The female had a hot figure and delicate facial features. The only regret was that she had a piece of rot on her face, as if she had been corroded by sulfuric acid. More than average.
Seeing these three people, many people quickly backed away, obviously very fearful.
"Brother, why are you retreating?"
"Don't you know the old man in the middle? He is known as the Poison Old Man. He specializes in studying poisons. It is said that he is an abandoned disciple of the Five Poison Sect. Although his cultivation is not strong, his ability to use poison is superb. The enemy is poisoned before he even gets close to him. He's dead. Once, one man destroyed a two-star sect, and it was said that he was able to do so without even a single blow."
"It's them! Didn't they say they were wanted by several martial arts practitioners? How dare they show up?"
People were extremely afraid and retreated one after another.
This trio of master and apprentice is a mobile source of poison. Maybe everyone in the cave will be poisoned to death today.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng frowned. After these three people appeared, there was a different smell in the air. As an alchemist, Zhang Yifeng was familiar with various herbal elixirs, and he immediately smelled the smell of dark herb. .
Herbaceae has a very light fragrance, and people who don’t smell it carefully can’t smell it at all. Herbaceous herb is a non-toxic and harmless herb, but if it encounters the smell of another herb, it can instantly detoxify and cause poisoning. The victim will not die, but will lose mobility, as if he had been poisoned by Mongolian sweat.
"Senior, I bought this bead first."
Old Qi's voice came.
The old man sneered and said, "Tsk, so what? If you don't want to lose your life, get out of here."
The old man's voice fell, and his male apprentice suddenly took action, intending to snatch the box from Mr. Qi's hand.
Mr. Qi was shocked, but he was also a late-stage warrior and dodged immediately.
"court death!"
The male apprentice's voice turned cold, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and something suddenly appeared in his cuff. The object shot electricity at Mr. Qi's face at such a fast speed that Mr. Qi was unable to prevent it.
Mr. Qi couldn't see clearly what it was, but the experts at the scene could clearly see that it was a black, slender, poisonous snake!
The snake had been entangled on the male apprentice's arm, covered by long sleeves. At this moment, it stretched out of the body like a hidden weapon, opened its mouth and bit Mr. Qi's face. If you are bitten, it will definitely be a disaster.
"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
At this moment, Jue Yuan, who had been sitting upright, suddenly took action. He held a small stone and flicked it in the air.
scold!
Black Snake didn't even have time to scream, and his head was smashed to pieces by a small stone.
The male disciple did not attack again, but retreated behind Du Lao.
Mr. Qi had saved his life, and his face had turned pale. Mr. Qi was also an old man. He said to the old man: "Senior, if you really want this prayer bead, I will let you get it."
However, as soon as Mr. Qi finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi's actions. He looked at the old man and said: "I also have a bead here, which also has a protective effect and is a magic weapon. Its quality is still the same as that of this master. On top of the Buddhist beads, if the old man really wants to buy it, I can bear the pain and sell it for 2000 million."
As Zhang Yifeng spoke, a pitch-black bead appeared in his hand. The bead looked strangely ugly, with bumps and pits. And the material is very ordinary, like the most ordinary glass beads.
This bead was naturally taken off the bracelet by Zhang Yifeng.
Many martial arts practitioners present trembled. Although it is relatively easy for warriors to make money, 1000 million is not a small amount. What's more, it is still unknown whether this Buddhist beads has the ability to protect lives.
It is true that the orthodox monks of Nanlin Temple seldom lie to others, but what if this person is not a monk of Nanlin Temple but a fake.
"Xiao Zhang, what do you think? Is this bead real? Can it protect one's life? If so, I will buy it and give it to Yinger."
In the crowd, Mr. Qi asked Zhang Yifeng. Although he knew more about the martial arts circle, his understanding of these things was not as good as Zhang Yifeng's.
Zhang Yifeng did not answer immediately, but went to the stall. He squatted down and touched the monk's beads, and the spiritual energy penetrated quietly.
Jue Yuan, who had his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide and glanced at Zhang Yifeng, but then his eyes became calm again.
Zhang Yifeng quickly retracted his hand, returned to Mr. Qi, and said: "The beads are real, and they do have the ability to protect."
"Really? Then I'll buy it."
For Mr. Qi, 1000 million is indeed a drop in the bucket. If 1000 million can buy a magic weapon, then it is indeed a bargain.
However, Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi and said, "Don't buy it. Although this bead is real, it can only withstand a full blow from a late-stage warrior. If it is a martial artist, it will be shattered and people will die."
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "That's pretty good too."
Zhang Yifeng asked weakly: "Mr. Qi, is the 'magical weapon' valuable in the eyes of martial arts practitioners? How much can it usually be sold for?"
Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Magical weapons are rare, and those that can protect lives are even rarer. Generally speaking, they have a price but no market. The price ranges from a few million to hundreds of millions. It's hard to say."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up. He happened to have an extra protective bracelet on him. He originally planned to give it to Ye Zhimei, but when Ye Zhimei went to Jincheng, the bracelet became ownerless. Might as well sell it here.
Selling a bracelet is much more profitable than selling talismans. Today is the opportunity. The people who came to the scene today are all rich people.
While Zhang Yifeng was thinking, Mr. Qi had already gone to Jue Yuan and said, "Master, I bought this Buddhist bead. What is your card number? I'll ask someone to call it."
Jueyuan put his hands together and said Amitabha, then turned around and actually took out a POS machine from the package behind him and said: "Amitabha, donor, please swipe your card."
Zhang Yifeng was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, times are progressing, and the ascetics also know how to use high technology.
It's right to think about it. The earth is not like Lingyue Continent, which has space to store magic weapons. It is impossible for martial arts practitioners to run around with cash on their backs. They can only travel around the world with a bank card. Or, you can travel the world with a mobile phone.
The earth's mobile phones and bank cards are also equivalent to the storage instruments of Lingyue Continent. Just a mobile phone and a bank card can only store money.
Just when Mr. Qi was about to swipe his card, a deep voice came: "Wait a minute, I bought this Buddhist bead for 2000 million. The beads enshrined by the eminent monks of Nanlin Temple are rare."
Everyone turned around and saw an old man with a cane walking from the side. This man looked old and had a stooped body. His hair was thin and sporadic, and there were spots on his head, making him look extremely ugly.
Next to the old man, there were two young people, one male and one female. The male was ordinary-looking and had a popular face. The female had a hot figure and delicate facial features. The only regret was that she had a piece of rot on her face, as if she had been corroded by sulfuric acid. More than average.
Seeing these three people, many people quickly backed away, obviously very fearful.
"Brother, why are you retreating?"
"Don't you know the old man in the middle? He is known as the Poison Old Man. He specializes in studying poisons. It is said that he is an abandoned disciple of the Five Poison Sect. Although his cultivation is not strong, his ability to use poison is superb. The enemy is poisoned before he even gets close to him. He's dead. Once, one man destroyed a two-star sect, and it was said that he was able to do so without even a single blow."
"It's them! Didn't they say they were wanted by several martial arts practitioners? How dare they show up?"
People were extremely afraid and retreated one after another.
This trio of master and apprentice is a mobile source of poison. Maybe everyone in the cave will be poisoned to death today.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng frowned. After these three people appeared, there was a different smell in the air. As an alchemist, Zhang Yifeng was familiar with various herbal elixirs, and he immediately smelled the smell of dark herb. .
Herbaceae has a very light fragrance, and people who don’t smell it carefully can’t smell it at all. Herbaceous herb is a non-toxic and harmless herb, but if it encounters the smell of another herb, it can instantly detoxify and cause poisoning. The victim will not die, but will lose mobility, as if he had been poisoned by Mongolian sweat.
"Senior, I bought this bead first."
Old Qi's voice came.
The old man sneered and said, "Tsk, so what? If you don't want to lose your life, get out of here."
The old man's voice fell, and his male apprentice suddenly took action, intending to snatch the box from Mr. Qi's hand.
Mr. Qi was shocked, but he was also a late-stage warrior and dodged immediately.
"court death!"
The male apprentice's voice turned cold, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and something suddenly appeared in his cuff. The object shot electricity at Mr. Qi's face at such a fast speed that Mr. Qi was unable to prevent it.
Mr. Qi couldn't see clearly what it was, but the experts at the scene could clearly see that it was a black, slender, poisonous snake!
The snake had been entangled on the male apprentice's arm, covered by long sleeves. At this moment, it stretched out of the body like a hidden weapon, opened its mouth and bit Mr. Qi's face. If you are bitten, it will definitely be a disaster.
"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
At this moment, Jue Yuan, who had been sitting upright, suddenly took action. He held a small stone and flicked it in the air.
scold!
Black Snake didn't even have time to scream, and his head was smashed to pieces by a small stone.
The male disciple did not attack again, but retreated behind Du Lao.
Mr. Qi had saved his life, and his face had turned pale. Mr. Qi was also an old man. He said to the old man: "Senior, if you really want this prayer bead, I will let you get it."
However, as soon as Mr. Qi finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng stopped Mr. Qi's actions. He looked at the old man and said: "I also have a bead here, which also has a protective effect and is a magic weapon. Its quality is still the same as that of this master. On top of the Buddhist beads, if the old man really wants to buy it, I can bear the pain and sell it for 2000 million."
As Zhang Yifeng spoke, a pitch-black bead appeared in his hand. The bead looked strangely ugly, with bumps and pits. And the material is very ordinary, like the most ordinary glass beads.
This bead was naturally taken off the bracelet by Zhang Yifeng.
