Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin turned his back to the three people in Turen Pavilion, with a smile on his lips.

He slowly turned around and sat back, crossing his legs.

But he had no intention of bringing out the dagger.

Fat and thin Toutuo saw Fang Lin's appearance, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Does this young man really think of himself as a green onion?

Not only did you come to blackmail them for money, but you also pretended to be an uncle?

If Dongguo Tu hadn't used his eyes to signal them not to act rashly, the two of them would have joined forces to take action!

At this time, Dongguo Tu also discovered the changes in Fang Lin. ??

The face that was already unhappy looked even more gloomy.

Fang Lin glanced out of the corner of his eyes and caught Dongguo Tu's expression, feeling only amused in his heart.

He can guarantee that even when Dongguo Tu's biological parents came to Hexian, his face was not so ugly.

However, Dongguo Tu knew that Fang Lin was no longer what he used to be.

If you want to touch him, you have to look at the power behind him!

Once a collision occurs here, the two mighty figures behind him may overturn their base with just one breath!

"Zhang Huo, Li Shui, please exit first!"

Dongguo Tu waved his hand and asked Fat and Thin Toutuo to leave.

Although the two were reluctant, even the president spoke, so they had no choice but to withdraw.

"Please close the door!"

When the two left, Fang Lin said casually: "I don't want the news about this treasure to be known to others!"

After hearing this, Zhang Huo and Li Shui felt nameless anger burning in their hearts.

Fang Lin deceived people too much.

Not only did they drive them out, they didn't even let them listen.

Bang!

Holding back their dissatisfaction, Zhang and Li closed the door heavily.

This sound even startled Dongguo Tu.

After calming down, Dongguo Tu smiled and said leisurely: "Master Fang, now you can

Did you take out your treasure and give it to me? "

"It seems that Mr. Dongguo is a knowledgeable person!"

Fang Lin teased, took out the dagger and put it on the table.

The dagger is still the same dagger. Although it is somewhat specially made, it cannot be called a treasure.

But at this moment, in Dongguo Tu's eyes, the dagger seemed extremely important.

If they can get it back from Fang Lin and send this little disaster away happily, their Turen Pavilion can continue to survive in Xianwu City.

In other words, the Turen Pavilion will be destroyed by the cultivators of the entire Xianwu City - they can only stay in the dark. Once exposed, even the headquarters will not pay attention to them.

This is the rule of the Butcher Pavilion!

This time, Dongguo Tuxue was clever.

"Good guy!"

When he saw the dagger, he screamed.

The way his eyes were shining was as if he had seen a real treasure.

"This dagger, at first glance, is made of black iron from heaven. It cuts iron like clay. It is truly a rare masterpiece!"

Dongguo Tu was amazed and took two steps forward to Fang Lin, wanting to reach out and play with the dagger.

However, how could this little trick fool Fang Lin.

Fang Lin calmly took the dagger in his hand and said with a smile: "That's right! This dagger is not only blessed by the black iron from the sky, but even the flame of the weapon is the fire of the core of the earth. After ninety-nine and eighty-one years, It was refined in Japan!”

When Dongguo Tu saw Fang Lin picking up the dagger, he felt a pity in his heart.

Originally, he was thinking of grabbing the dagger back when Fang Lin was unprepared, so that he could resolve this crisis.

However, Dongguo Tu's face did not show it. He continued what Fang Lin said: "Such a treasure, I'm afraid it is not a top-level spiritual weapon."

! If Mr. Fang can let me play with it, my life will be worth it! "

When Fang Lin heard this, a smile appeared on his lips.

This Dongguo Tu is really arrogant.

After reaching this level, you still want him to give up the dagger, which really makes him look like a fool.

Fang Lin did not answer Dongguo Tu's words, but muttered to himself, saying: "The heaven-level spiritual soldiers outside need to start with a million immortal stones at least. For the current top-level heaven-level spiritual soldiers, five million immortal stones are not too much." Bar?"

The dagger shone with silver light, spinning in Fang Lin's hand.

When Dongguo Tu heard what Fang Lin said, the smile on his face froze instantly.

The price of top-level spiritual weapons is indeed good, and for some cultivators with specific needs, suitable spiritual weapons can be sold for tens of millions of immortal stones!

However, those others are also real spiritual soldiers!

Although the dagger in Fang Lin's hand is good, it is only a top-level spiritual weapon at the Xuan level. It cannot even reach the Earth level. You still want to sell it for five million?

Isn’t that just an idiot’s dream?

For a moment, the hall fell into silence.

Fang Lin was not in a hurry and waited quietly for Dongguo Tu's answer.

After a long time, Dongguo Tu came back to his senses, with a somewhat troubled expression on his face, and said: "Master Fang, if you are short of money, I can give it to you for free, but if you want five million immortal stones, it is too difficult for me!"

Five million immortal stones, in the eyes of some ordinary cultivators, is a cultivation resource that they have dreamed of for a lifetime.

This number was something that not even Fang Lin would have dared to imagine not long ago.

However, after Fang Lin purged the Xiao family, the situation has been infinitely enlarged.

The so-called wealth and cultivation resources are just a number in the eyes of truly wealthy children.

Although the Turen Pavilion usually doesn't show off, the price of hiring murderers is extremely high, and it definitely accumulates a lot of wealth.

It’s not surprising that they are even richer than the Xiao family.

After all, the Xiao family still has thousands of people to support and various expenses, and the Slaughterer Pavilion only has this shabby yard.

Five million immortal stones are just a drop in the bucket to them.

Seeing that Dongguo Tu was unwilling to pay, Fang Lin asked with a smile: "Mr. Dongguo said just now that this dagger is a top-level heaven-level treasure, only five million immortal stones. Mr. Dongguo got a big deal!"

Pick up the stones to move on your own feet!

Dongguo Tu wished he could slap himself hard twice, and secretly cursed Fang Lin, an old fox, for letting him fall into the trap without knowing it.

"Hiss...hoo..."

Dongguo Tu took a deep breath, and the smile disappeared from his face.

He squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Master Fang, let's open the skylight and tell the truth. You are short of immortal stones. I can give you one million for free, but I can't give you these five million!"

Five million fairy stones to buy a Xuan-level spiritual weapon, unless he is a fool.

Fang Lin heard this and nodded.

He held his chin, and after a long time, he said: "The five million immortal stones were the price just now, and now the dagger is eight million immortal stones!"

"This Fang Lin is so crazy!"

Outside the door, Zhang and Li cursed immediately when they heard Fang Lin's words.

Is this how you bargain?

Even if you are short of money, you can't blackmail like this, right?

Eight million immortal stones can be piled up into a mountain. Even though they have been working in this massacre pavilion for most of their lives, they have never seen so many immortal stones!

At this time, even Dongguo Tu couldn't bear it.

The whole night's patience was wasted at this moment.

He glanced at Fang Lin, snorted coldly, then sat back on the big seat, looking at Fang Lin like a king, and said loudly: "Mr. Fang, why don't you grab this business of yours?"