A steady sound of footsteps sounded outside the Accord.

Ying Chengfeng's ears moved slightly, and he was secretly shocked. The sound of footsteps actually made him feel a rumble and deafening feeling when he heard it.

This is of course an illusion, and only those who cultivate true qi can feel this way. As for ordinary people, they will not notice it. But it is precisely because of this that he is sure that the strength of this visitor is probably higher than that of the fat man in front of him.

The door slowly opened, and a thin man in his thirties walked in slowly.

His figure formed a sharp contrast with Yuan Biao. Standing in front of Yuan Biao, this person was as thin as if a gust of wind could blow down.

However, after this person entered the room, Yuan Biao immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Fang, please sit down."

The man nodded slightly, glanced over Ying Chengfeng's body, and had already seen his background. So he no longer took him to heart, but sat on the top of the head and said, "Junior brother, what's the matter if you invite me?"

Yuan Biao immediately said, "Senior Brother Fang, this guy brought a spiritual sword. I can't see the grade of this sword, so I would like to ask you to take a keen eye."

"Spiritual Sword?" The man had an indifferent face, but after hearing the word "Spiritual Sword", a ray of sperm suddenly shot out of his eyes.

His eyes turned and immediately landed on the sword.

Unless the object of the spiritual sword is input to the true energy and stimulates the spiritual power in the sword, it is difficult to see whether it is a spiritual object. Although this person has a good vision, it is inevitable that he will be missed by chance.

He stretched out his hand and the long sword on the table seemed to be held by an invisible hand and flew towards him.

Ying Chengfeng widened his eyes, and he felt his gums feel a little painful.

This man surnamed Fang was actually a master who was hidden. He originally thought that his true energy cultivation was just like Yuan Biao and his uncle Ying Lied, but at this time it seemed that his true cultivation was actually better.

I actually want to make a deal with such a person...

For a moment, he felt a little regretful, but he was still too reckless.

The man surnamed Fang inputted a ray of true energy into the long sword, and immediately stimulated a ray of light about a foot. Looking at the ray of light, his face suddenly became solemn.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and said, "Good sword."

Yuan Biao thought to himself, I know it is a good sword, but at least you have to give it a grade.

The man surnamed Fang pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Below, I wonder what the little brother is called?"

Yuan Biao was stunned, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on his fat face.

He had been with Fang Hui for many years, so he naturally knew how arrogant he was. Even when he was treating his inner disciples from his fellow disciples, he might not be able to greet him with a smile, but when facing this young man, he was so polite.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that Fang Hui had recognized the origin of the elder behind this young man?

Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, please forgive me. Before I came here, my elders in the family had given instructions that they would not be disclosed."

He had no choice but to say this, because as long as there was a slight possibility, he would not be willing to reveal his old foundation. Of course, if the other party used tough means to force him, he would have to tell the truth.

However, Fang Hui pondered for a while and said, "If I have not read it wrong, this is a new sword, and the success of Guan Ling is less than a month."

Ying Chengfeng gave a thumbs up and said, "Good eyesight."

Fang Hui's eyes flashed with a splendor and she said, "Just tell me if the people who are using Sword Spirit to live near this place."

Ying Chengfeng's heart moved slightly. He pretended to think about it, and finally nodded heavily and said, "Yes."

Fang Hui laughed and nodded with satisfaction as if she had expected this a long time ago: "Junior Brother Yuan, this sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon of the Scholar level. There is no problem with the origin, so you can accept it."

"Scholar-level top-level?" A hint of surprise flashed across Yuan Biao's fat face, and he hurriedly said: "As for orders, Senior Brother Fang."

Fang Hui stood up, looked at Ying Chengfeng with great meaning, and said, "If this little brother has any requirements, you can do it and try your best to satisfy it."

Yuan Biao was puzzled, but he did not dare to disobey and hurriedly said: "Yes."

Fang Hui smiled and said, "Little brother, I am the appraiser of Bishuiyuan. I am only responsible for the appraisal, but not for business matters. You should negotiate with Junior Brother Yuan first." He paused and said, "But after you discuss, can the little brother meet Fang again?"

Ying Chengfeng muttered in his heart. Judging from his tone, Fang Hui seemed to have no malice towards him, but the strength of the two sides was too different, so he had to be careful.

As if seeing the doubts in Ying Chengfeng's heart, Fang Hui laughed and said, "Don't worry, Fang just wants to create something. If the little brother is willing to help, Fang will definitely not let you suffer."

Ying Chengfeng then felt relieved and said, "Since you have invited me, I dare not obey you."

Fang Hui laughed a few times and turned around and left.

Yuan Biao turned his head, and at this moment, there was a smile on his fat face, saying, "Young brother is really amazing. It's amazing to be able to make Senior Brother Fang value it so much."

Ying Chengfeng hurriedly said, "Senior is too rewarded. This is the face that Senior Fang gives to the elders in the next family, not what strengths are there to be to be valued by Senior."

Yuan Biao thought to himself, you kid is a little self-aware, not an arrogant person. But he was complimenting repeatedly, and he did not underestimate his strength at all because he was far above the other party.

"Brother, you said you would use this spiritual sword to exchange for some cultivation pills and money. I wonder what you want to exchange for?"

Ying Chengfeng was ecstatic and hurriedly said, "I want to exchange some health pills. As for the amount of money, it's okay."

Yuan Biao was slightly stunned for a moment, and he became more and more puzzled.

This sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon of the Scholar level. If it is used to exchange elixirs, it can at least be exchanged for several Scholar level spiritual pills.

However, this child only asked to exchange for the health pill.

Health pills are the most common taxi-level pills. As for the money mentioned by Ying Chengfeng, he has already taken it as a matchmaker.

Spiritual weapons, spiritual elixirs, and these treasures cannot be measured by some ordinary money.

However, no matter how puzzled he was in his heart, he could only do it at this time.

"Brother, since it was Senior Brother Fang who sent me a message, Yuan wouldn't make any profit from you." Yuan Biao said solemnly: "A top-grade spiritual weapon is enough to be comparable to ten top-grade health pills. Yuan will give you ten top-grade health pills. As for money and things..." He paused and said: "A hundred taels of gold is considered a ritual for each other to give to each other. Please accept it with a smile."

Ying Chengfeng was ecstatic. Although he knew that the value of spiritual weapons must be greater than that of the same level of pills, he was still far beyond his expectations when he could get ten top-grade health pills at once.

It can be seen from this that this fat man Yuan did not make any profit from him.

But, the best elixir!

A chill suddenly surged in his heart. With his true energy cultivation at this moment, swallowing the middle-grade health pill is already the limit. If he really swallowed a top-grade pill, the end... would be quite miserable.

After coughing lightly, Ying Chengfeng said solemnly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have a request."

"You said." Yuan Biao said with a smile, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart. Exchange of ten top-grade health pills for this spiritual weapon was already his bottom line. Could it be that this young man was insatiable?

Ying Chengfeng smiled shyly and said, "What I need for is not the best health pill, only the medium one is enough."

"Medium-grade?" Yuan Biao widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "You mean, you want to exchange the medium-grade health pill with this top-grade spiritual weapon."

"Yes." Ying Chengfeng said without hesitation.

The muscles on Yuan Biao's face twitched violently. If it weren't for Senior Brother Fang's protection, he would have doubted whether this spiritual weapon was stolen by this kid.

However, when he thought about it, he felt relieved. The spiritual objects are so precious, and those who possess spiritual weapons must be powerful masters, so how could they be stolen?

He nodded gently and said, "Okay, a top-grade health pill is enough to exchange for ten medium-grade health pills. Yuan will give you a hundred medium-grade health pills. I wonder what you mean?"

Ying Chengfeng's eyes showed infinite joy, but he was blocked by a hat, so Fatty Yuan could not see it.

He took a breath in secret, suppressed all the joy, and said, "I am very satisfied."

"Okay." Yuan Biao slapped his hands and gave an order. After a moment, someone naturally brought a jade box. He personally opened the jade box, and there were ten jade bottles neatly stacked inside: "Brother, there are ten medium-grade health pills in each bottle here. Please take a look."

Ying Chengfeng laughed, covered the box, and said, "How can I trust the senior, I don't need to count it."

Yuan Biao smiled slightly, and finally felt a little satisfied with this kid.

"Brother, this is the gold ticket we have prepared for you. In any industry belonging to the Qidao Sect, it can be exchanged for 100 taels of gold." Yuan Biao took out a piece of parchment and handed it over.

Ying Chengfeng reached out to take it, and a hundred taels of gold was definitely a huge sum for ordinary people.

However, in Yuan Biao's eyes, it seemed so indifferent, as if the one handed over was not a hundred taels of gold, but a hundred copper coins.

"Thank you, Senior Yuan." Ying Chengfeng said sincerely.

Yuan Biao waved his hand slightly and said, "Senior Brother Fang, our transaction has been completed, you can come out."

A figure flashed, and Fang Hui had already entered the Accord silently.

Yuan Biao bowed slightly to Fang Hui, twisted his fat body and walked out with difficulty.

Ying Chengfeng was alert in his heart, but on the surface he did not dare to be rude at all and said, "I have met Senior Fang."

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