Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

"Zhou Yu, have you forgotten what you just said, the goods are already out and will never be returned."

Wang Xingxing said coldly: "You would forget so soon, but you don't want to think about it. If it weren't for the seniors to discover that the Great Sky Sword had sword beads, you wouldn't be able to discover this secret for the rest of your life."

"Besides, the predecessor has not given you the lower-grade spirit stone, so you just snatched the spirit stone from his hand. You are embarrassed to say not to sell it and want Senior to return the sword bead to you?"

"Why are you embarrassed?" Zhou Yu's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The Sky Sword is my heirloom. No matter how high others bid, it can't change the fact that it is my heirloom."

Zhou Yu was arrogant, and he was already determined to take back the sword beads no matter what price he paid. Chen Mo, this guy, never wanted to take the sword beads.

"You are making trouble unreasonably." Wang Xingxing flicked her sleeves with anger. She didn't have much prestige in the Appreciation Department, and could not order others to drive Zhou Yu away, otherwise Zhou Yu would dare to mess around.

"I'm just making trouble, what can you do?" Zhou Yu sneered, looking at Wang Xingxing's charming appearance, and complimented: "Yes, when you are angry, it tastes good. No wonder this little white face will be with you again and change it. It's me, and I am willing."

At this time, Zhou Yu completely spared no effort.

What King Xingxing, what Appreciation Department, he only knows that he has suffered a great loss.

Although Zhou Yu is a small person, he has a characteristic of a small person. Barefoot is not afraid of shoes. The big deal will make the matter worse. In the end, see who is better.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu's inspiration flashed, and he urged: "Criticism, everyone! I am Zhou Yu's heirloom, and others want to use two low-grade spirit stones to send me away. This is simply deceptive."

"Today I put my words here. This kid does not compensate for my sword beads. I will make the matter public, and then ask the big guys to come forward and solve it. This kid can't think about it."

When the words fell, everyone understood Zhou Yu's meaning.

But no one came forward to help Chen Mo, just like everyone walks, but you pick up tens of millions of spiritual stones, and I am empty-handed, so everyone is jealous of Chen Mo.

"Little brother, the ill-gotten gains should be taken in a proper way. I advise you to return the sword beads to Zhou Yu, and don't make a big fuss about it. You will have to pay it back sooner or later."

Someone just finished speaking, it was a respected old man who stood up and accused Chen Mo, "You spend two low-grade spirit stones to buy the Sky Sword. Even if you discover the secrets in it, you have to understand that the origin of the sword beads is unknown. Don't you feel ashamed to take it away?"

"You know, the sword bead is Zhou Yu's heirloom. He didn't notice it for a while. Presumably Zhou Yu's ancestor must be a big man who deliberately sealed the sword bead in the Sky Sword."

"So if my guess is correct, Jianzhu must be the medium for the rise of the Zhou family."

After the respected old man finished speaking, his vigorous expression crossed Mo Ran's smile.

Chen Mo, with so much accountability, doesn't believe that he can still keep the sword bead.

At this time, Chen Mo looked at the ugly faces of the people, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Driven by his interests, Zhou Yu actually took what he said as farting. And passers-by are not about oneself, hang up high.

Some of them have a problem. They feel unbalanced in their hearts. They go against common sense and say utterly empty words.

Where's the face?

"Zhou Yu, I don't care how you quibble, but please respect the facts. It is impossible for Jianzhu to return it to you. As for you to find someone...whatever you want, I have no time to waste time with you."

As Chen Mo said, he turned to look at Wang Xingxing.

Wang Xingxing understood, and immediately said to Fan Ruhai: "Old Fan, senior came to the treasure appraisal department to identify a treasure."

"Oh."

Old Fan opened his eyes slightly, his tone was neither lukewarm nor cold.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xingxing knew that Old Fan was secretly angry and was unkind to Chen Mo.

So Wang Xingxing pursed his lips and said forcefully: "Old Fan, you are the elder of the Appreciation Department, and you don't distinguish between public and private. I'm afraid this is wrong?"

"Hmph, I don't have your turn to do anything, let's talk about it! What treasure do you want to identify? Please state in advance that if the level of the treasure is too low, don't blame me for being polite."

Fan Ruhai returned to his seat, lying lazily on the chair.

Under everyone's gaze, Chen Mo put away the sword beads, and then walked to Fan Ruhai with his head high, and with a touch of his right hand, he took out the God of Transformation Pill and handed it to Fan Ruhai.

"What, put it on the stage." Fan Ruhai didn't even look at it, and directly asked Chen Mo to put the pill on the stage. However, his body trembled with excitement in the next moment.

"This is...this!"

Fan Ru Haikou was stuffed, his whole body was thunderous, sitting still, others thought he was convulsed, showing a suspicious and weird look.

Isn't it just a pill, are you so excited?

Anyway, you are also the elder of the Appreciation Department, and you have seen eight hundred pills if there is no one.

How bad is the pill that Chen Mo, the poor ghost, will take out, deserves your shock?

Next moment!

Fan Ruhai slowly breathed the air, his old hand patted his chest, and then he took the God-Transforming Pill seriously, holding it in his hand, he felt that the pill was extremely hot and contained majestic and extreme energy.

"It is lustrous, sleek and translucent, free of impurities, and skillful in technique. This pill is rare."

When Fan Ruhai said these words, his voice spread to the audience.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned and confused, mistakenly thinking that they had misheard.

Someone asked, "Old Fan, you can't read it wrong, right?"

In fact, it's no wonder that others think so. Just now, Fan veteran regarded the Qingtian sword as a broken piece of bronze and iron, but Chen Mo was beaten in the face and got a sword bead.

"Impossible! How could I be wrong." Fan Ruhai shook his head, "This pill is a rare God-Transforming Pill. Its estimated value should be 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones."

Ninety thousand?

When everyone heard it, they couldn't breathe. Who would dare to imagine 90,000 low-grade spirit stones.

You know, Zhou Yu sold heirlooms for two low-grade spirit stones. From this we can see that low-grade spirit stones are hard to come by.

Now Fan Ruhai said that Chen Mo's pill was actually worth 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

Am I right?

Old Fan won't be confused, right?

"Old Fan, are you sure that the pill is worth 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones?" Although Wang Xingxing expected Chen Mo's pill to be a blockbuster.

But she didn't expect that it would be worth 90,000 lower-grade spirit stones, so she seemed to be right.

When Chen Mo needed two low-grade spirit stones, Wang Xingxing helped Chen Mo. This favor is worth it!

Wang Xingxing, who reacted, immediately took out a silver card, gently waved Catkin’s hand, and scratched the two characters of Chen Mo on the silver card, and then Wang Xingxing handed the card to Chen Mo, “This is the super membership card of Tianbao Pavilion. Anyone who spends at Tianbao Pavilion will get a 10% discount."

"Thank you."

Chen Mo smiled indifferently, but did not take the silver card. Instead, he took out two Divine Transformation Pills and looked at Fan Ruhai and said: "The same pill, I only use quality to speak."

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