"Huh? What is that?"

Ji Hang's curiosity was aroused, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward with a quick step.

She was thin and small, and as soon as she got into the crowd, she was about to disappear. Liang Yan frowned slightly, and when he was about to stop drinking, his shoulders relaxed again.

It turned out that Li Xiaosong couldn't sit still anymore, jumped off him, landed on Ji Hang's shoulders, and got into the crowd with her.

Liang Yan and Li Xiran looked at each other, and both saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"These two living treasures."

One of them is Zhenjun Tongxuan, and the other is a Golden Core cultivator. Naturally, it is impossible for them to squeeze into the crowd like Ji Hang and Li Xiaosong to watch the fun.

However, even though they did not go in, they could only use their spiritual consciousness to scan the scene and have a panoramic view of the scene inside the crowd.

I saw a bald monk sitting on a straw mat. He was tall, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He was dragging a glass lamp in his hand. The lamp was filled with colorful lights, like a dream.

Not far from the monk, there was a black-robed Taoist priest with a yellow face and a sharp mouth, holding a small brass cauldron in his hand. There was a faint sound of thunder coming from the cauldron.

The two men were about ten feet away from each other, facing each other, and they seemed to be in a tense atmosphere.

Liang Yan's ears twitched slightly. After listening for a while outside the crowd, he roughly understood what was going on.

It turns out that this group of monks are selling magic weapons around here, but they don't need spiritual stones, but want to barter.

Originally, this was normal, but the things they wanted to exchange for were actually "Sky Flame Treasure Gold".

"Sky Flame Treasure Gold" was already scarce, and these two people were in the same city and both wanted to exchange their magic weapons for the same thing, so naturally a conflict arose.

"Stinky Taoist, this Buddha lamp of mine comes from 'Luotian Mountain', one of the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities. It's not like you, a scumbag from the street. If you know what I'm doing, you should retreat quickly. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Although the monk looked kind and kind, he was clearly angry at this moment and started to curse angrily.

After hearing this, the black-robed Taoist priest was not to be outdone, and sneered: "Bald donkey, don't brag, your broken lamp is also the magic weapon of Luo Tianshan? Look at it, old Taoist, this 'Thunder God's Cauldron' in my hand will

It is one of the seven mountains and twelve cities, the magic weapon of Shenxiao Mountain!"

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