Fairy Tale

Lian Yi finally borrowed the spirit stone from Lian Shulan, and went to the Treasure Pavilion to buy the spirit animal bag.

Then, regardless of Xiao Hei's struggle, he stuffed it into the spirit animal bag, eating so fat, practice hard in the bag, and lose weight.

When she came out, she took a special look at the rows of magical instruments displayed there.

It's just a magic weapon, but any one of at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.

There are even some that don't need spirit stones and need to be replaced with other treasures.

Lian Yi saw a long flute, which marked that only a 200-year-old Libing grass would be exchanged.

There are also things like this, some want spirit herbs, some need other magic tools, and some even want spirit pills.

Shopkeeper Lin of the Treasure Pavilion told Lian Yi that there are a lot of magical artifacts and treasures here that are consigned by monks, and the request is also the request of those monks, and they just take 10% of the fee.

The hall on the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion is full of magical artifacts, and magic artifacts need to be moved to the second floor, such as Lianyi, who even buys a spirit beast bag without hesitation, and it’s just a small practice of refining Qi. He is not qualified to go up.

As soon as Lian Yi stepped out of the gate of Baoqi Building, she saw many people seemed to surround her family's ancestors and siblings.

She frowned, feeling that something had happened. He quickened his pace and ran over.

Squeezing away from the crowd, I saw Lian Wai and Lian Shulan standing in front, blocking Hua Xiaoduo and the old ancestor from a distance. Their expressions remained unchanged, as if they were arguing with the people in front of them.

Lian Yi listened intently, and only heard the extremely domineering voice of the man in the lead: "I figured it out, the old woman bumped into me when she was fighting with the brat, didn't you see it?"

The follower at the back quickly echoed: "Don't you know who my son is? You dare to hit anyone, are you blind?"

Lian Wai looked very angry: "Did we hurt you when we bumped into you? It wasn't intentional either, and with a light touch, I have already apologized."

Lian Shulan pulled Lianwai away with a sneer, and sprayed at the white-clothed man in front of him: "Chen Shihao, don't bark like a dog here, why, your Chen family and our family are not satisfied with fighting outside, in Zong The Fangshi below the gate also wants to fight, is it ashamed?"

Then Chen Shihao's complexion suddenly changed, and he became very angry: "Lian Shulan, don't talk nonsense, you stinky girl, what's the matter, but you hit someone first, why don't you ask me for an explanation?"

Lian Shulan snorted: "Everyone come to judge, this bastard was bumped into by my great-grandfather and his younger brother when they were fighting, we have apologized, he didn't get hurt or fell, and the lion asked for 50,000 spirits!" stone?!"

"Chen Shihao, why don't you go grab it?"

It was just that the surrounding crowd pointed and pointed, and no one dared to come forward.

Lian Yi frowned, and said to himself, this person is really arrogant, he wants so many spirit stones for a random bump? It's enough to go to the Treasure Pavilion to pick a magic weapon.

She couldn't help looking at the man, his face seemed to be very young, and his cultivation was not clear. Hearing what Lian Shulan said, he seemed to know him, and he had a quarrel with the Lian family.

With swollen eyelids and stilted steps, he looks like a drunk, not a monk.

Her sizing up attracted Chen Shihao's gaze.

He looked Lianyi up and down very bluntly, smiled evilly, and nodded Lianyi with his chin: "I heard that the descendants of your family have returned, and the spiritual root qualifications are very good, is this girl?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Qi Refining Level 4? Hey, how old are you?"

Lian Yi ignored him and went to Lian Wai's side. She looked at the four people in her family, and they seemed to be dressed neatly. Apparently, apart from verbal conflicts, there had been no physical conflicts.

Even if they fight, Lian Yi is not afraid. Her sister Lan is a foundation-building monk. Although Lian Yi can't see through that man's cultivation, she is not an idiot. Those who can make a fuss in the market are definitely not very powerful. , otherwise it wouldn't just be clamoring here, it would have been marked long ago.

She was afraid of accidentally hurting her ancestors.

Lian Yi could tell that this man did it on purpose, most likely because he had some conflicts with the Lian family, and seeing that their cultivation base was relatively low, he felt easy to bully, so he deliberately came here to find trouble.

Who knew that Lian Yi's ignorance also annoyed the man, he didn't move, he winked at the entourage behind him.

The attendant was a man of the sixth level of Qi refining, he seemed to be in his thirties, even older than Chen Shihao's.

The follower got the cue, stepped forward, and grabbed Lian Yi's arm: "Stinky girl, you are deaf, didn't you hear Master Shihao talking to you?"

Lian Yi didn't show mercy, and with a wave of his hand, he severely knocked off his restraining arm.

The attendant's face suddenly changed, and he had an ominous premonition, always feeling that this stinky girl was not the soft persimmon in his imagination.

However, although Lian Yi responded well, Lian Shulan, who has always regarded herself as a protector, was in a hurry. She hurried forward, trying to pull Lian Yi back. Block it.

Lian Shulan was furious: "Chen Shihao, you are also very old. If I remember correctly, you are probably in your early 100s. Bullying a little girl who is not even a fraction of your age will completely embarrass the Chen family. gone."

Chen Shihao didn't answer, he glanced at Lian Shulan with a half-smile, and then, with a move, another follower behind him came out knowingly, and stopped Hua Xiaoduo, Lian Wai and Lian Shulan. Wan Shan was on his way.

Hua Xiaoduo pursed her lips and took a step forward, standing in front of her ancestor together with Lianwai.

The entourage didn't take these three people seriously at all, the highest level of cultivation was only the second level of Qi refining, and there was an ordinary woman, would he be afraid of a fifth level of Qi refining?

Lian Shulan gritted her teeth, and looked at Chen Shihao coldly: "Chen Shihao, what do you mean? You are not allowed to use spells in the market. Don't you think that you dare to mess around here with the power of your Chen family?"

If it wasn't for this rule, Lian Shulan would have done it long ago. Still talking to him for a long time?

Chen Shihao shrugged indifferently, and still stopped in front of Lian Shulan: "I know, who said that the young master is going to use magic? Doesn't that make it appear that I am bullying you?"

"But, what do you say about bumping into me? Let me swallow this breath, my young master can't do it."

He looked at Lian Shulan with bad intentions and said, "Well, a new martial arts gym opened on Fangshi West Street recently. It was opened by a friend of my young master. The arena inside can block mana. How about it? Do you dare to go up and follow?" I'll play a game."

"As long as there is a fight, no matter who wins or loses, this matter will be revealed."

"Otherwise, hehe, my young master has changed his mind. Not only will he have to pay fifty thousand spirit stones, but he will also give me three heads from that old woman and brat..."

The brat apologized just now, but the old lady didn't.

This time, Lian Shulan couldn't bear it any longer. With a flip of her wrist, a wooden thorn as thin as a cow's hair pierced Chen Shihao's eyes in an instant.

Chen Shihao was taken aback for a moment, but he seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He raised his hands and activated a shield-shaped magic weapon, which narrowly blocked the wooden spikes.

Just at this moment, sharp sirens rang out in Fangshi, which must have touched the ban.

After a while, the Jindan cultivator wearing the special white Taoist robe of the Lingxiao Sect, with only colorful auspicious clouds embroidered on the cuffs, came.

Lian Shulan's face darkened even more when he saw the person coming, it was from the Chen family.

At this moment, she vaguely guessed that her family probably fell into some trap of the Chen family.