Immortality: Devour the Horned Viper at the beginning

When the old man saw this, his eyelids jumped immediately, and he quickly stood up from the chair. After carefully observing the body of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, he said in surprise: True Yuan realm spirit beast? Did you kill it?

As he spoke, the old man stared at Li Bufan closely, trying to see clearly the changes in his expression.

After all, the spirit beasts of the True Yuan Realm cannot be killed casually. Spiritual beasts of the same level often have much more magical power than human monks. If you want to kill this strange beast of the True Yuan Realm, you must not reach the level of strength. If you are above the True Yuan realm, you may have a very powerful magic weapon, otherwise it will be difficult to do it.

Li Bufan did not answer, but said directly: Accept it or not, just one sentence.

The old man looked at Li Bufan again and secretly guessed that the young man in front of him should be a true disciple of a certain sect. Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill this strange beast in the True Element Realm.

Immediately, the old man immediately bent down and said with a smile: Take it, take it naturally.

His attitude changed, and Li Bufan's heart moved, and he understood what he was thinking, but he didn't explain anything, and asked: What's the price?

With this corpse alone, I can produce seven thousand Baiyang Pills. The old man looked at the corpse of the Amethyst Winged Lion King on the ground, pondered for a moment, and then said: Although this spiritual beast corpse is a second-level supernatural being, But the most valuable horn on it has been taken away by my little brother. If I add this horn, I can get 16,000 Baiyang Pills.

Then seven thousand Baiyang Pills.

Li Bufan's expression did not change and he said calmly.

But he sighed in his heart. He was short of nine thousand Baiyang Pills, and with a few thousand more Baiyang Pills, he could buy a top-quality spiritual weapon. If he had known that the horn of the Amethyst Winged Lion King was so valuable, he would have said Nothing should pick it up.

Okay, little brother, do you have anything else for sale?

No more. Li Bufan shook his head.

Hearing this, the old man put away the body of the Lion King on the ground with a wave of his hand, and then said with a smile: These eleven fire lotus seeds, plus this spirit beast corpse, total 16,900 white suns. Pill. However, I don’t have that many pills on hand now, only ten thousand Baiyang Pills. I wonder if I can barter them.

Li Bufan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, Bartering? Take it out and have a look. If there is something suitable, it's okay.

Little brother, take a look and see if any of these things fit your eyes.

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and several objects flew out from the cabinet behind him.

Li Bufan saw one of them at a glance, which was a pill furnace of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Li Bufan raised his eyebrows slightly. He was now the true successor of the Yuhua Sect, but he only had a low-grade spiritual energy pill furnace on Longyin Peak, which was really shabby.

This time when I come to Guixu, if I can kill the Jueming Island Master and get the Five Prison King Cauldron, it will be a great thing.

After thinking about it, Li Bufan glanced at other things. Among them was a ball of sunflower water essence worth about one high-grade spiritual weapon, two high-grade spiritual weapons robes, three high-grade spiritual weapons flying swords, and a statue. There was a black bottle with a missing hole, no grade visible, and a bunch of magic weapons.

Often the mysterious ones are the best.

Li Bufan looked at the black bottle and his heart moved slightly. He looked carefully and couldn't see what it was. There was not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Just when Li Bufan was about to look across, the Bodhi seed in his arms suddenly became warm, as if to remind him that this bottle was not an ordinary thing.

Immediately, Li Bufan made up his mind that he wanted this broken bottle.

The old man watched Li Bufan for a while and said, Do you think my little brother is interested in these things?

These three flying swords are very good, how can I sell them?

Li Bufan reached out and picked up the flying sword on the table and asked casually.

The old man smiled and said: Each of my three flying swords can be sold for five thousand Baiyang Pills.

Li Bufan shook his head and said: It's too expensive. A general high-grade flying sword is indeed worth five thousand Baiyang Pills. But these three flying swords, the spiritual formations on them are somewhat damaged, and they are almost the same as the middle-grade flying swords. There is no difference between the spiritual weapons. Dingtian can sell four thousand Baiyang Pills.

When the old man heard Li Bufan's comments, the corner of his mouth twitched. Apparently he didn't expect that the young man in front of him could see the true value of these flying swords at a glance. Swords are all top-grade spiritual weapons after all... If you want them all, I can give you another discount, totaling 13,000 Baiyang Pills, what do you think?

Li Bufan thought for a moment, then nodded and said, Okay, 13,000 Baiyang Pills are sold.

Little brother, those three flying swords are yours. The old man first sent the three flying swords to Li Bufan, and then said: After deducting these thirteen thousand Baiyang Pills, I should give you three more flying swords. Nineteen hundred Baiyang Pills, what else do you need?

I don't need the magic weapon anymore. What's the origin of this bottle of yours? It's quite interesting.

Li Bufan put away the flying sword with a wave of his hand, then picked up the black bottle on the table and said casually.

This thing? It's a long story...

The old man saw that Li Bufan seemed to be interested in the broken bottle, and he was about to start making up the origin.

It goes without saying. I'm in a hurry, so give me the remaining Baiyang Pill.

Li Bufan didn't want to listen to his nonsense and put down the bottle directly.

Uh... The old man's cheek twitched twice, and he couldn't guess what Li Bufan was thinking. However, he would naturally not give up on the possible business, so he smiled and said: In this case, I don't know the origin of this thing. I don’t know, but I collected 1,500 Baiyang Pills. If my little brother is interested, I won’t make money from you and will sell you 1,500 Baiyang Pills.”

Nine hundred.

The old man smiled bitterly and said: Little brother, we are businessmen and we pay attention to integrity. You can't let me suffer!

Forget it, give me the Baiyang Pill. Li Bufan was unmoved and stretched out his hand.

Okay, since little brother likes it, nine hundred pieces.

The old man gritted his teeth and said.

Yes. Li Bufan's expression remained unchanged and he was not in a hurry to put away the bottle.

As if he was afraid that Li Bufan would regret it, the old man immediately counted out thirty bottles of Baiyang Pills, each containing one hundred pills.

No more, no less, exactly three thousand pieces.

With a thought in his mind, Li Bufan put all the Baiyang Pills and the small black bottle into the treasure bag, and finally nodded to the old man and walked away.

As soon as Li Bufan walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, the monks from the physical realm immediately came to greet him. Smiling flatteringly.

Li Bufan himself was extremely tired of this kind of flattery, but now he could understand a lot of truth with just one thought, so he just sighed slightly.