Ning Fan was startled, this cursing old man with such a strong momentum turned out to be a Wenxu old monster!

It's just that judging from this person's words, this person was hiding here before and had no ill intentions towards him at all. He was just sleeping here.

It's right if you think about it carefully.

Ning Fan teleported from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, and the landing point was random. How could someone hide and ambush in advance?

This old man was just sleeping invisibly here, that's all. He had no intention of attacking Ning Fan at all.

It's just that the old man didn't choose the place to sleep well and chose the place where Ning Fan landed.

Any monk who has just arrived somewhere and suddenly finds a master hiding around him will be nervous.

Ning Fan did not kill the old man directly, but forced the old man to become invisible, which was a great honor.

"Ask the old monster Xu, why did he appear in the fifth floor of the thunder tower... According to the information in red and the memory of the thunder master on the fourth floor, there should be no question of asking Xu in the first ten floors of the thunder tower. Could it be that this old man came from the tenth floor of the thunder tower?

A master in the upper and lower realms? His name is Lei Shiyi..."

While Ning Fan was thinking, he activated the Thunder Star Thunder Map to be prepared for the old man's sudden attack at any time.

One Wenxu old monster can rival several Pixu.

Even if Ning Fan kills three of them one after another and confronts Wenxu, he has no chance of winning. The most he can do is hide himself with the Deception Cloak to protect himself.

Surprisingly, although the old man had a lot of resentment for being disturbed by Ning Fan, he immediately gave up all murderous intentions after taking a deep look at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan observed the old man, and the old man also observed Ning Fan.

He sensed a sense of danger from Ning Fan's thunder star. He didn't know that it was Taisu's thunder star, but he knew that this star had almost unnatural restraint on it.

The old man rolled his eyes and saw that Ning Fan was powerful. He actually no longer wanted to be Ning Fan's enemy.

The old man opened his mouth, revealing a pair of yellow teeth. He smiled rather vulgarly, but he took the first step and cupped his fist towards Ning Fan, saying,

"My little friend, you are not weak. Haha, you are a necromantic monk who came up from the fourth floor below? Old Fred Lei Shixi comes from the eleventh floor. How about making friends?"

"Eleventh floor!" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. This old man was indeed a master from the tenth floor.

This person was angry at first, but after probing himself, he smiled and looked kind. I am afraid he was shocked by himself.

This person is quite powerful. Since he has no intention of taking action, Ning Fan will not take the initiative to attack a mid-stage Void Refining person. There is nothing wrong with him.

As for the old man’s suggestion of making friends...

Ning Fan was noncommittal, cupping his fists and saying,

"Farewell!"

He said goodbye and wanted to leave.

Ning Fan had no intention of making friends with the old man. He was only here for Lei Ye and didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"Are you collecting black gold bamboo leaves?" The old man's eyes suddenly flashed, and all the obscene look disappeared, just to play with the taste.

"..." Ning Fan did not answer, but his eyes narrowed again, secretly surprised. How did the old man know that he was collecting black gold bamboo leaves!

"Don't be nervous, I just smelled some bamboo leaves from you, just a little guess. Hehe, my nose has always been very good...and I not only smelled the bamboo leaves, eh? I also smelled the smell of thunder jade. 156 pieces

, No. It’s 157 pieces of silver and jade! Four of them are almost up to the standard of gold and jade... My friend, you are very rich, hehe.”

As soon as the word money was mentioned, the old man's eyes suddenly became intense.

"I don't understand what you mean!" Ning Fan said indifferently, but he was a little surprised in his heart. This old man was so good at it, he could even smell how much silver and jade he had.

"Thunder jade is a treasure used by dead souls to improve their cultivation. It is also a currency above the tenth level. Among the eleventh level, those who can possess 100 silver jade are all masters of void refining. Judging from the expression on my face, it seems that I have never heard of it.

Is Guo Lei Jade an upper-level currency?" The old man was slightly surprised.

"This is my first time on the fifth floor."

"No wonder, no wonder, that's how it is, hehe, hehe..." The old man rubbed his hands, his mind racing.

He saw Ning Fan's half-step cultivation, but he only regarded Ning Fan as a dead spirit.

Naturally, I can't understand why, as a god-turned-dead spirit with 157 silver jade in his possession, he doesn't swallow them.

To the undead, 157 pieces of silver jade are extremely powerful.

Or is it that Ning Fan had no intention of swallowing the silver jade, but just used the silver jade as currency?

But Ning Fan has never been above the tenth floor, so he doesn't know the rules of the upper floors, which is very strange.

The old man became more and more puzzled, but no longer thought about these details.

At this moment, he only had one thought.

Ning Fan has a lot of 'money', a total of 157 silver jades, and he has good strength.

Ning Fan can become one of his Lei Shiyi customers!

Lei Shiyi is a businessman, a businessman who travels on the eleventh floor.

What he is most passionate about is exchanging useless garbage from the upper class for thunder jade from the lower class masters.

Of course, buying and selling also depends on the target.

If Ning Fan was weaker, Lei Shiyi could directly kill people and seize jade, so why buy and sell?

However, Ning Fan could break his invisibility and give him a sense of danger, which made Lei Shiyi quite afraid, and he had no intention of looking down on Ning Fan.

In this way, it is safer to do business legitimately, and it is best not to become an enemy of Ning Fan.

"Haha, old man Lei Shiyi, what do you call me little friend?"

"Zhou Ming."

"It turns out to be little friend Zhou, I'm sorry. I have a lot of money, are you interested in buying something? I'm a businessman, and I have a lot of good things, which I bought from the eleventh floor. Maybe some of them are among them.

What the kids need!"

"Buying your stuff? What do you have?"

Ning Fan was slightly startled. He killed the dead souls and obtained a lot of thunder jade, but these thunder jade were of no use to him.

Can Lei Yu, who is of no use to him, be able to buy something? That would be the best.

As soon as he saw Ning Fan's move, Lei Shiyi immediately showed a greedy smile. He knew that business was on the way.

He took off his storage bag and took out various groceries, including magic weapons, elixirs, and exercises.

The undead themselves cannot refine weapons or elixirs, and these elixirs and magic weapons are all belonging to the dead.

Most of the magic weapons are incomplete and their power is greatly reduced. Many of the elixirs have expired and their potency has been lost.

But for the undead, these things are extremely scarce and extremely precious.

Especially the exercises are even more precious.

For low-level undead, a good technique is fully expected to allow them to break through to high-level.

It's a pity that none of these things can enter Ning Fan's eyes.

He is not an undead, but a normal monk. He does not need some broken skills, damaged magic weapons, or expired pills.

Seeing Ning Fan's eyes sweeping over the elixirs and magic weapons without any nostalgia, Lei Shiyi's eyes were slightly surprised, and he was also surprised and admired.

He doesn't even look down on these good things. Ning Fan has such a high vision, he might be an expert!

Lei Shiyi secretly thought, if Ning Fan was an expert, then he might not be able to sell something good to Ning Fan.

The thought had just occurred to him, but he almost choked to death on Ning Fan's words.

"Oh? Do you still have the Thunder of the Soul?"

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, and he saw dozens of sealed soul thunder lights from a jade box.

These Yuan Lei are good tools for practicing Yuan Lei Armor!

"Haha, of course Yuan Lei has it...are you interested in this?"

Lei Shiyi had a strange look in his eyes, with a hint of contempt.

What kind of bullshit connoisseur, who doesn’t understand the goods at all, looks down on magic pills and elixirs, but looks at rubbish like Yuan Lei. What kind of bullshit is this?

In Lei Shi's eyes, Yuanshen Lei is rubbish. Chi Guoguo's rubbish.

Because of the special status of the undead, they cannot swallow Yuan Lei. Generally speaking, only a small number of undead who practice uncommon techniques can use Yuan Lei.

Apart from this purpose, Yuan Lei has only one extremely useless use.

If a large price is paid, the undead can extract a trace of the undead thunder power from Yuan Lei and devour it, but this trace of undead thunder power is only equivalent to one percent of the thunder power of a thunder jade.

Paying such a huge price to obtain 1% of the thunder power of thunder jade is really not worth the gain. No one would do such a stupid thing.

Therefore, to the undead, Yuan Lei is garbage.

Ning Fan fell in love with trash and wanted to buy trash, but Lei Shiyi underestimated Ning Fan.

"How to sell Yuan Lei?"

"Three Dao Yuan Lei are only sold for one silver jade!" Lei Shiyi was scornful in his heart, but with a bold and generous smile on his face.

Selling three pieces of garbage for one silver jade was a sky-high price. He made it clear that he wanted to trick Ning Fan.
To be continued...