"Brother, are you serious about this?"
Someone's eyes lit up.
"When I speak, I spit out my words. Don't worry about me breaking my words and getting fat. There are so many people watching. Even if I am shameless, I still don't dare to make jokes casually because of the dignity of Xiaohuangshan College."
Su Gan's words were affirmative.
"Master Jade Dragon, take out the talisman and leave. Don't let our brothers help you, otherwise something unpleasant will happen."
There was a young man who immediately cast a malicious look at Yulong.
"What do you want to do?"
Mr. Yulong shouted angrily.
"What nonsense are you talking to him about? Come on."
There was a young man who used an iron rod as a magic weapon and hit Mr. Yulong with the stick.
As soon as this young man moved, the others couldn't hold back. They all used various magic weapons and jointly threw them at Mr. Yulong.
Joining forces to bully a mere Jade Dragon Master and clear him out is just a matter of fingers. It's a piece of cake. Don't give away the free spiritual rice.
"Boy, don't let me seize the opportunity next time, otherwise you will definitely know what regret is."
Young Master Jade Dragon feels aggrieved.
If looks could kill, Su Qian would die ten times immediately under his looks.
He just kindly reminded Su Gan in a subtle way not to be too shady, otherwise he would be easily struck by lightning. Unexpectedly, Su Gan was so careless. With a smile on his face, he incited many monks to attack him in the blink of an eye.
It's so ignorant of good people's hearts.
Following the words, he turned over his hand and took out the talisman, crushed it and left. If he didn't leave, he might have died here under the siege of so many monks.
"Everyone, please take out the space bags to pack rice."
Su Qian did not break his promise. Anyone who takes action against Mr. Yulong will be given a thousand kilograms of spiritual rice as a gift.
"Junior brother, my name is Huang Ming. I am also a student of Xiaohuangshan College. We are all fellow disciples. Look at how many kilograms of spiritual rice this Kuai Xuan Blood Jade can exchange for you."
A young man dressed in black came over. He started to make connections as soon as he came up. He waved his hand and saw a piece of green and red jade that was the size of half a bucket.
"One thousand kilograms of spiritual rice, what do you think?"
Su Qian said with a sincere smile.
When Mr. Yulong threatened him just now, he didn't see you standing up. He said that Mr. Jade Dragon was cleared out, but he didn't see you taking action. Now he wants to buy rice and come to be brothers with him. What are you thinking about?
"Junior brother, Xuan Blood Jade is a top-grade Xuan-level treasure. If such a large piece were put at an outside auction, the starting price would be at least one million black iron coins. According to your calculation, one kilogram of rice would cost one hundred black iron coins. One thousand kilograms of rice is equivalent to one hundred thousand black iron coins."
Huang Ming almost spit out blood.
From the price of one pound of Huangjie Lingmi, which was one hundred black iron coins, we knew that this kid was a bit dark, but he didn't expect that he was not the darkest, only darker. He would even trick his fellow disciples.
"Senior Brother Huang, you also said that that was outside, and now we are in the Land of Absolute Spirits. Of course, some things cannot be compared. The Xuanxue Jade is valuable outside, but here, it cannot be eaten, let alone taken. If you come and drink it and put it on your body, you are just a piece of trash. If you think the price of Xuanxue Jade is unacceptable, you can take out the black iron coins and buy rice with me."
Su Gan smiled.
"If you are ruthless, a thousand catties will be a thousand catties."
A gloomy and uncertain look flashed across Huang Ming's face, and he gritted his teeth.
"Everyone, I don't have a lot of spiritual rice in my hand. Once it's sold out, it will be gone. Those who want to buy it, please hurry up."
Su Gan didn't care at all about Huang Ming's face.
After completing the delivery with Huang Ming, he saw that there were many people present. He didn't know whether it was because the price of rice was too expensive or the price of the spiritual material he gave was too low. He immediately started shouting and emphasized that the amount of spiritual rice in his hand was not a lot. He hesitated again. Just let others buy it, and then no matter how rare the treasure is, you won't be able to exchange it for rice.
"Forget it, it's a bit expensive, so I bought it."
"What, it can only be exchanged for three thousand kilograms of rice. Please, brother, I am an earth-level spiritual iron. Although it is only the size of a thumbnail, blending it into a mysterious-level magic weapon can greatly increase the possibility of transforming into an earth-level magic weapon. Just five thousand Jin, it’s too dark, forget it, I’ll give it to you instead.”
"Dark, it's too dark. When I looked up, I seemed to see a dark cloud gradually passing by. What, the amount of spiritual rice is running out? Forget it, I'll give it to you."
Other monks gathered around and took out a piece of treasure that was either on the Xuanjie or the Earthly Tier, hoping to exchange it for rice from Su Gan.
When everyone heard the price offered by Su Gan, they wanted to greet all the eighteen generations of Su Gan's ancestors.
I originally thought that it would be dark enough for Su Qian to mix it up and exchange it for yellow grade spiritual rice and sell it for a hundred black iron coins, but I didn't expect that something even darker was waiting for them here.
Raising the price of the spiritual rice in one's hands and lowering the price of the treasures in their hands, is this what a person can do? Just don't be too dark.
The most disgusting thing is that Su Gan always scares them, emphasizing that he only has a small amount of spiritual rice in his hands and that it will be gone when it is sold out. When they see other people grabbing it, they have to pinch their noses to admit it.
It takes less than half a day.
Tens of thousands of people exchanged spiritual rice from Su Gan, and each person exchanged it for thousands to tens of thousands of jin. However, the spiritual rice in Su Gan's hands was not what he said. It was not much, and it was gone after the exchange. , anyway, as long as many monks can come up with treasures, he has spiritual rice to exchange for them.
When many monks saw this scene, they wanted to beat them. Damn it, it’s too pitiful.
"Boy, how much spiritual rice can this exchange for you?"
A man walked over with a sullen face, as if he had a lot of hatred for Su Gan, but he had to bend down to exchange rice with Su Gan. The look on his face was a contradiction.
Waving his hands, a piece of treasure appeared in his palm.
It's none other than Mad Dragon.
"Kanglong, if we don't settle the score with you, you will burn incense. You want to exchange spiritual rice from my junior brother, but you want to eat it. My junior brother's rice will not be exchanged for the beast."
Wu Min glared angrily.
Even if it weren't for the fear that Kuanglong had many guards following him, with the power they had now, they wouldn't be able to take any advantage in his hands, and they would have to teach him how to behave.
"My senior sister is right. Even if I feed my spiritual rice to dogs, I won't sell it to you."
Su Qian didn't give Kuanglong any face.
"Boy, do you know that you are looking for death?"
Kuanglong's face was as ugly as it could be. I thought that by putting down his figure and coming to buy rice in person for Su Gan, he would have given Su Gan face. Who would have thought that Su Gan would be so nakedly slapped in the face.
"Fellow Taoists, in addition to Huangjie spiritual rice, I also have Xuanjie spiritual wine. Can anyone help me clean out this barking man and let me clean my ears? One hundred kilograms of spiritual wine for each person, free of charge. .”
Su Gan didn't even look at Kuanglong. He wanted to threaten him, but he really thought his money-making ability was just for show.
"Fellow Taoist, are you serious about this?"
There was a loud shout coming from nowhere, and the words were full of eagerness to try.
"Everyone must have seen Mr. Yulong from before. As I said before, I still want my face."
Su Gan replied.
"Brothers, come on."
"Xuanjie Spiritual Wine, one pound of spirit wine has the same effect as many pounds of Huangjie Spiritual Rice."
"Come together and destroy him."
Cries of death sounded from all directions.
"My prince, do you think any of you dare?"
The mad dragon roared angrily.
"Damn it, here's your chance for revenge."
There was hatred in the eyes of a young man, and he took out a talisman and threw it over.
"You even dare to snatch the spiritual rice from my body. Who else will I hit if I don't hit you?"
A young man in green clothes did not hesitate to use a talisman and hit the mad dragon.
They had just discovered this tomb before, and Kuanglong had snatched a lot of spiritual rice from him. Now that Su Qian is taking the lead, he just wants to avenge himself and repay injustice.
"Damn, I really thought that just because I came from the imperial dynasty, I could do whatever I wanted."
There was a young man in red clothes who took action boldly.
As many young men took action, like sparks in a prairie fire, they instantly pulled up many monks present, and attacked like a violent storm, blasting towards the mad dragon.
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