
In the dining room of the outer sect, there was a rumor about a mad peach stealing demon appearing there recently, which targeted the peach brother strife. This made many outer sect disciples afraid for themselves, not knowing when the crazy peach demon stealing would target them.
And lately, many strange incidents had occurred in the outer sect. In one night, the entire wall was stolen. This made everyone wonder who in this world would go and steal the bricks?
Some disciples were afraid that they would end up like Fang Han, waking up and finding that their entire house had disappeared. So before going to bed, they will put bells on their walls. If the wall-destroying thief appeared and triggered a trap, they would definitely catch him on the spot.
"You guys be careful, the devil stealing crazy peaches has come. "At this moment, the dining hall of the peaceful outer sect broke into a commotion as a disciple had discovered that the demon stealing mad peaches was heading towards them. Some outer sect disciples suffered his attacks and were forced to lie in their rooms all day, unable to move. This kind of pain was truly unbearable for ordinary people.
Lin Fan, who was carrying a large bag, walked from afar. To the brothers who avoided him, Lin Fan paid them no heed, as he believed in a while they would all come to him to beg and adore him as a treasure.
Lin Fan then came to the empty place next to the entrance of the dining room and lowered the bag he was carrying. He then took the banner from inside his chest and tied it to one of the entrance pillars.
“Those who pass by don't miss. Gun sales were rated lower .. "Lin Fan stood there and shouted. The disciples of the surrounding outer sect saw him crazily shouting and expressing their disdain, but after hearing the words 'low-rise weapons sales are sold,' they all became interested.
At this point, even though the outer sect disciples surrounding him were attracted by Lin Fan's words, not a single person dared to step in to ask, because they were afraid that after being interested, no one would dare to step in, their peaches will be stolen.
Lin Fan shouted with all his might, and seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, he nodded in satisfaction. But a certain problem left Lin Fan speechless, 'Why didn't any of them appear? Maybe low-level weapons aren't interesting enough? ' Lin Fan knew that for outer sect disciples, having a tiered weapon was a very impressive feat.
Lin Fan refused to accept this and started glancing around, then found a disciple standing nearby. "You, come here .." Lin Fan gestured.
The disciple froze for a while and retreated a few steps in fear, but Lin Fan did not give him a chance and directly came forward and started dragging him. "Come with me . '' Lin Fan wanted to make this person believe his words.
“No, senior brother, I just entered the outer sect a few days ago. Please don't steal my peaches. "The outer sect disciples were dragged away by Lin Fan afraid stiffly. Although he had just entered the outer sect, he was familiar with the crazy peach demon stealing the famous dining room.
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, no matter how this junior brother cried or pleaded, and directly dragged him in front of his stand, then released the sect weapon on his back.
"Everyone looked, look, this was a weapon made by the blacksmiths of the outer sect. '' Lin Fan raised his weapon up high while shouting and then took the sword from his stand.
“Now look here, this is a lower-grade weapon. You will witness a miracle, so do not blink. '' Lin Fan glanced at the outer sect disciple whose interest he had drawn and smiled, I refuse to believe all of you are uninterested. '
"Be careful ..." cried Lin Fan as the two swords clashed.
'ABout…'
The sword made by the blacksmith of the outer sect was instantly sliced into two pieces, when one piece fell to the ground nosily.
"How about that? There are only three, for the highest bidder. '' Lin Fan then threw the broken piece of weapon onto the ground before returning to its place, waiting for everyone to hurry.
"Sister senior, my sword ..." The junior brother who saw his weapon sliced into two by his senior brother almost cried.
"Your sword is my sword .." replied Lin Fan indifferently. It was then that the surrounding outer sect disciples who were watching all rushed out crazily. They had all seen clearly what had just happened. The weapon made by the blacksmith of the outer sect had been easily sliced in half as if it was slicing clay.
At the same time, the sword gave off a shiny and sleek appearance. It was clearly a tiered weapon from one look.
"Junior brother Lin, how did you sell this sword?"
"Young junior brother Lin, just call it the price I will buy it. ”
…
At this moment, seeing the outer sect disciple scrambling in front of him, Lin Fan let out a bright smile in his heart, I've already said you're really going to be a hot commodity. 'It's hard to rely on them to level up now, so he can only rely on medicines,' When Yours Truly reaches postcelestial and signs up to enter the inner sect, he's only able to rely on drugs, at that time this whole world will be mine to enjoy. '
"The Heaven-Piercing Sword, starting from thirty circulation pills, went to the highest bidder .." Lin Fan raised the sword in his hand and shouted.
"The Heaven-Piercing Sword, what a name! Domination is like that! I must have this sword. ”
“I bid thirty-one pills. ”
“Hmph, just thirty-one pills and try to get a lower-tier weapon! In your dream, I bid forty pills. ”
"Fourty-five pills. ”
“Fifty pills. ”
Seeing his brothers fiercely bid away, Lin Fan gave a brilliant smile in his heart, Just slightly fix a pile of scrap metal and then I can sell it. It's stealing once! '
“I bid a hundred pills. ”
As soon as this person shouted out a hundred pills, everyone fell silent. The outer sect disciples were able to gather thirty circulation pills each month. Although the circulation pill was a common item in the outer sect, since it was a pill that helped with training, many disciples usually only ate them all in a few days. So, very few disciples saved many people.
“One hundred fifty pills. ”
Lin Fan glanced at the disciple who was bidding on one fifty pill. He's never seen her before. Even though he was standing there quietly, Lin Fan could tell from his eyes the desire he had for this sword. Even though Lin Fan had only been in the sect for over a year, he still understood one thing.
In this world, everyone only cares about one thing.
There was no end to cultivating, so who would spend time cultivating something else? Cultivators are cultivators, blacksmiths are blacksmiths, alchemists are alchemists …
Cultivation had nothing to do with being the last two unless one was one of the top-tier experts whose cultivation base had reached a certain level and meanwhile could not go any further. Only then would one usually focus on another area.
Even though the Saint Demon sect was a big sect, they still could not provide graded weapons for every disciple.
"Two hundred pills. ”
“Two hundred and fifty pills. ”
…
The offer became very intense. Lin Fan realized many disciples were not bidding and just quietly stood there watching. It looks like they are waiting for the next weapon.
"Thousand pills ..." And at this moment, a man wearing a white robe that stood far away walked slowly. The expressions of the outer disciples around him changed instantly after seeing this person. Then everyone stepped to the side, paving the way while staring in admiration.
"This is senior brother Yi. ”
"One of the ten geniuses of the outer sect, Yi Zhongyu. ”
“Looks like there's no hope for us. Since senior brother Yi has an offer, there is no room for us. If we continue senior brother Yi will be offended. ”
Many disciples who saw the outer sect understood that this low-tier weapon now had a master. But at this moment, Lin thought of one problem, "Isn't this a loss to me?"