Supreme Martial Soul

Chapter 5 The Strange Female Voice

"Great genius, aren't you tired from practicing all day long? I'm tired just looking at it."

Long Haidong stood in front of Long Jiangtian, teasing with a tired look, Long Liwei beside him couldn't help giggling.

"Brother Haidong, then don't watch it, or you will be exhausted! Some people practice for ten days a day, just like you, Brother Haidong, but there are some people who practice for a lifetime. It’s useless, I really don’t understand why I still need to practice!”

"You're stupid enough."

Long Jiangtian sneered and walked away.

"Brother Haidong, that trash dares to call me stupid!"

"Boy, stop for me, who do you think is stupid?" Long Haidong quickly called Long Jiangtian to stop.

"One is in the right seat, and the other is not sure who I'm talking about. This pair of brains is really a perfect match." Long Jiangtian turned around and sneered.

"you……"

Long Haidong really wanted to rush up and punch Long Jiangtian hard, but he couldn't do that. His father was still the head of the patriarch, and family disciples would be severely punished for fighting in private.

"Trash, you wait for you, I will make you crippled the day you are exiled by the family!"

"It's not certain who will become disabled!"

"Okay! When the time comes, let's see if you are still so stubborn! You must be beaten until you find your teeth all over the place!"

Long Jiangtian walked away in disdain, returned to the room, found a black cloak, he put it directly into the storage card, and then walked out with Yanlang.

He rode a carriage to the vicinity of the black market, then found a place to change into a cloak, and then covered his face.

This is how it got into the black market.

This black market is also an illegal underground trading place. Some stolen or robbed goods can be easily resold in this place, so this is the trading point for those bandits and mercenaries who add blood to their swords, but relatively speaking , The things sold also suffer a little.

In the black market, there are not a few people dressed like Long Jiangtian, and most of them don't want to be recognized.

In the past, Long Jiangtian often came to this kind of place, and now he is familiar with the way. In order to avoid being followed, he walked around the stalls in this hall a few times, and then walked to a shop with better goods. The boss is an old man who looks honest, but he doesn't know how many ignorant people have been cheated.

Fortunately, Long Jiangtian brought Yanlang. Yanlang is very sensitive to drugs by nature, so he doesn't worry about being cheated.

"My lord, what do you need?"

"I want to sell a century-old black beard!"

As soon as Long Jiangtian said these words, the old man suddenly became more energetic, and he looked around a bit mysteriously.

"My lord, this way please!"

After entering the identification room, the clerk poured tea, and the old man sat across from him with a smile on his face.

"My lord, I wonder if you have brought your black beard?"

Long Jiangtian took it out from his arms and put it on the table. The old man's expression became serious all of a sudden. He took it up and looked at it carefully, smelling it, looking at it, and even picked a small spot with a camera to enter the laboratory. After a long time, the old man secretly laughed.

"My lord, it's true that your black beard is a hundred years old, but if half of it is broken, it's not so valuable. How about three thousand gold coins?" The old man stretched out three fingers.

Long Jiangtian shook his head and did not speak. Both parties were guessing about each other's reserve price.

"Four thousand gold coins can't be more! If there are more, I will lose money!" The old man sighed.

Long Jiangtian laughed, he definitely won't lose money, this is a rare century-old black beard, as long as you use this banner, you can definitely buy a good price, and this is something that you can't ask for, sometimes you have Money can't buy it yet.

"Ten Pills of Peiyuan, please do not negotiate the price." Long Jiangtian said bluntly.

"My lord, why don't you grab it? Ten pills of Peiyuan Pill is absolutely impossible. I really can't make this deal." The old man looked very angry.

Long Jiangtian didn't care, he just picked up his black beard and was about to go out.

"Don't! We can talk again."

One pill of Peiyuan is worth about [-] gold coins, and ten pills is only [-] gold coins. The boss must be reluctant.

"Eight grains, plus an ancient martial arts card, okay? I really don't have any more Peiyuan pills here. You go out and ask, no store can sell so many Peiyuan pills. I am an old man. An honest man!"

The old man patted his chest and said, "And if you think about it, ordinary martial arts are worth six or seven hundred gold coins. My martial arts card has some history..."

With that said, he took out a black broken martial arts card from the box.

Long Jiangtian took it over, and there was a burst of quaint smell on it, which indeed has some history.

There is a brief introduction of this martial skill on the card, it is an ordinary fire martial skill, but because it is a low-level martial skill, and it can only be used once, it is not worth the money at all.

"Idiot! This is a hidden card, the outer layer is a cover card, as long as it is smashed, there will be a real martial arts card inside, understand? Not good... Let him find out!"

Long Jiangtian was about to fall back, but he felt a shock in his head, and a woman's voice came into his head.

The woman spoke angrily, but realized that she had been exposed, so she quickly shut her mouth.

(End of this chapter)