unparalleled hunting

"Young Master, take a quick look. These are all found from ancient ruins. They are absolutely genuine. They are of high quality and low price. You can take a closer look at them carefully." The stall owner was very enthusiastic, and he waited for a long time for such a customer.

"Are these real?"

"Of course, although most of them are remnants, they are all dug out from ancient ruins. Look, there are only ten spirit stones."

"It's too cheap for you. If you find it from the ancient ruins, it will be a priceless treasure." Ling Xiaotian laughed.

The stall owner smiled and said: "Young master, you don't know. These things are obviously genuine, but no one believes them. I am also very depressed about this. I can only sell them cheaply and earn some hard work. man."

"Oh, is that so, where are the ancient ruins you mentioned?"

"This..." The stall owner couldn't answer.

Ling Xiaotian smiled and said, "Is it a secret that cannot be revealed?"

"That's right, forgive me, my lord. I still need to rely on this thing to make money to support my family. Once I tell the truth, it will be difficult to make money in the future." The stall owner said.

"Okay, since it's a good thing, I'll buy a few." Ling Xiaotian scanned it with his spiritual sense, and immediately locked on the three damaged and damaged copies. More than [-] years, and the other ages are not too long ago, but he did the work on purpose, and he didn't point it out.

"I want these three copies." Ling Xiaotian handed the fragmented copies to the stall owner.

"Young master has good eyesight. These three books are the best secret books in my opinion. They were originally intended to be used as the book of the market. However, as I said before, I will charge you 30 yuan of spirit stones."

"I'll give you a medium-grade spirit stone." Ling Xiaotian smiled, and handed the spirit stone to the stall owner.

"No, I'm looking for you. To do business is to be honest. You have to pay as much as you say." The stall owner really found seventy spirit stones in his pocket and gave them to Ling Xiaotian. When he raised his head, Ling Xiaotian had disappeared, "It seems , what the old man said is right, there are really people who know what to buy." After finishing speaking, the stall owner cleaned up the stall and disappeared.

But Ling Xiaotian reappeared, he didn't go far away, such a precious secret book was sold so cheap, there was something strange, it seemed that he had guessed correctly.

Open one of them, it says Lingyin Records, the first few pages disappeared, and the next dozen pages are still complete, Lingyin also has an explanation on it, it is to hide the consciousness, how can such a good thing be taken out to buy, even if it is broken This book is also a priceless book, and it is completely possible to create a new set of exercises from it, unless what he said is true, but the old man in his mouth clearly knows the value of this residual book, it is interesting, it seems that he will not do it Clearly, I will always think about it.

Put away the incomplete copy, disappeared in a flash, followed the stall owner, Ling Xiaotian left a ray of spiritual thoughts on his stall, followed the spiritual thoughts and quickly found the place where the stall owner was, Ling Xiaotian stopped in a valley outside the city Above, outside the forest, there is a bamboo forest, three bamboo huts are located in the bamboo forest, I saw an old man sitting on the soil pile outside drinking tea, and the one next to him was the stall owner just now.

"Master, something has been bought."

"Oh, sure enough there is someone who knows the goods, what did he say?"

"I don't seem to believe that there are ancient ruins."

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter to us, as long as you sell the book."

"Old man, why are you so accurate? Someone came to buy it today."

"The secret cannot be leaked."

"Tch, every time you use secrets to bluff people, I'm still not your disciple, you always leave the bad things to me, and you sit here and drink tea by yourself. I'm really unlucky in eight lifetimes. You are the teacher."

"A teacher for a day, a father for the rest of your life. Of course, you have to do whatever I tell you to do. Back then, you begged me to accept you as an apprentice, not I begged you to be my apprentice." The old man laughed.

"Hey, old man, I curse you to die early."

"You don't need to curse, I will pass away when the time comes, and this day should be soon." The old man said.

"Damn old man, I'm just saying, take it seriously, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to sleep." After speaking, the stall owner entered the bamboo house, leaving the old man alone.

"Friend, since you're here, don't show up yet. I've prepared tea for you."

Ling Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, restraining his aura, as it was said that no one would find him, so he was about to go out. Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from far to near, and he saw a red-haired old man wearing a black robe appearing next to the white-haired old man. Ling Xiaotian secretly thought that he was careless, and almost exposed his whereabouts.

"Brother, don't come here without any harm." The red-haired old man smiled.

"I still can't die. I didn't expect you to find this place. You really put a lot of thought into it."

"Of course it took a lot of thought. I've always been thinking about you. How about it, brother, you can tell me now."

"say what?"

"Stop pretending. I know about your apprentice selling the secret books of ancient relics. Although they are all fragments, they are definitely not wrong. Back then, the master only told you, which is too unfair to me."

"Why don't you think about what's wrong with you? The master's starting point is to protect the ancient ruins, and you, are you protecting?"

"Of course it is."

"If it is, the master told you a long time ago, so why would you tell me alone, okay, I don't know what kind of person you are, so what are you pretending to do?" the white-haired old man said.

"Xuanyuanzi, don't be shameless." The red-haired old man was angry.

"Don't worry, have a cup of tea." The white-haired old man smiled.

The red-haired old man slapped the stake, and the tea set shattered immediately, "I'll let you drink."

"Brother, I still can't change my bad temper after so many years. I won't tell you about the ancient ruins. If you don't care about it, if you still recognize me as a senior, come and sit down when you have time."

"Nonsense, if you don't say it today, I will personally send you to hell."

"Brothers from the same sect, why do you have to do this?" the white-haired old man sighed.

"Hmph, there's nothing to say, don't you still have a disciple, I can't kill you, but I can kill him." The red-haired old man smiled ferociously.

"It seems that there is really nothing to say, let's do it, I want to see how you have improved over the years."

"Of course I won't disappoint you." After the red-haired old man finished speaking, a red light flashed on his body, and a mysterious symbol appeared in his head, and a powerful force pressed towards the white-haired old man.

"The blood seal of Qiankun, you actually escaped into the magic way." The white-haired old man was startled.

"Ha... Do you know what different paths lead to the same goal? No matter if it is Tao or demon, as long as you can enter the fairy world, you are a fairy." The red-haired old man laughed.

"You are no longer qualified to be my junior, today I will clean up the door for the master." Xuanyuanzi was angry.

"I don't have you as a senior brother for a long time. If you didn't tell the master that I was at the foot of the mountain that day, I wouldn't be where I am today. Come on, today either you die or I die." The red-haired old man shouted loudly. , the icon on the back of the head was enlarged, and slowly rose into the air, immediately covering a radius of one mile, and the evil spirit of blood began to wreak havoc.

"What the hell is that old man?" At this moment, the stall owner jumped out of the house, and the bamboo house red was engulfed in blood-red color in an instant, without a single sound, the bamboo house was eroded away in an instant, and the stall owner gasped.

"Teacher, you go first." The white-haired old man patted the stall owner behind him, and a passage opened.

"Old man, I can't leave you behind."

"Get out, stay here and help me." At this time, the white-haired old man was also angry. He was joking if his life was in danger. He knew that today was his doomed day, and everything was ready. At that time, a scroll shot into his body, and the stall owner was thrown out of the blood-stained map.