Bang!
The young man wearing a black mask fell to the ground unwillingly, and the hateful and resentful gaze before death made Dianfeng feel very uncomfortable.
Airplanes!
The medicine basin almost fell to the ground, but Dian Feng hurriedly held it up with his divine thoughts and took it into his hand.
Seeing this, the old medicine farmer narrowed his eyes and was slightly startled, and the trick of the wind flashed in an instant, which reminded him of the Holy Land of Heavenly Power.
Coupled with the fact that just now, he smelled the faint fragrance on Dian Feng's body, and he guessed the identity of this young man wearing a white mask.
The old medicine farmer withdrew his move, and did not break through the canon, but walked over and shot out of his hand with a sword qi in the air, cutting the mask of the young man wearing a black mask lying on the ground.
Click!
Dian Feng and the old medicine farmer glanced at it, and the identity of this young man who had died was immediately about to come out.
"Holy Son of the Dragon Blood Temple, Long Han!"
Dian Feng didn't recognize it, but the old medicine farmer handed over this person's name in one mouth, and Dian Feng couldn't help but be stunned.
The Dragon Blood Temple, isn't it the hometown of Dragon Blood Feng?
A flash of realization flashed in Dian Feng's heart, no wonder this person seemed to know the dragon blood grass, because there was real dragon blood in the dragon blood temple, maybe Long Han had an inexplicable sense of dragon blood.
"Hmph, what a dragon blood temple, I want to ask their old hall master, how can they teach such an apprentice!"
The old medicine farmer didn't seem to have a small reason, he was really angry, a little monk of the Five Elements Secret Realm dared to hit his idea, it was like slapping him in the face!
"I'll take a look at what's in his storage ring."
Dian Feng felt that this Long Han dared to grab things, and he should have some support.
Dian Feng took out Long Han's storage ring and opened the contents in front of the old medicine farmer and some good onlookers, and then, Dian Feng found a void breaking talisman.
"Hmph, I see, what an idiot!"
The moment the old medicine farmer saw the Sky Breaking Talisman, he immediately understood everything, this Long Han should have thought that after grabbing something, activate the Sky Breaking Talisman and escape!
However, this is a ghost market, blessed by powerful and mysterious circles.
Just a void-breaking talisman can't break the void and teleport away!
Long Han didn't know this, so he dared to grab things, so he paid the price.
If you change places, at the night market, you can have fun like this.
If you look at something, after you get it, you will immediately urge the Void Breaking Talisman to teleport to a hundred and ten miles away, and no one will be able to catch you!
This is a ghost market, and naturally there are rules for ghost markets.
"Senior, this Long Han will be handed over to you for disposal, and you can also take this Holy Destiny Pill in his storage ring."
Dian Feng was holding the Blood Dragon Grass Flower Pot, it was enough for him to have this.
Long Han did have the capital, and in a jade bottle, he found a Holy Destiny Pill.
However, this one has been around for some years, and it is estimated that it was obtained in a certain ruin, and Dianfeng gave it to this old medicine farmer as a favor.
The old medicine farmer's eyes narrowed, and he was a little surprised, he felt very profitable in exchange for three Holy Destiny Pills for one Blood Dragon Grass.
Of course, things like the Holy Pill are also resistant.
Eat the first one, increase your life for 100 years, and eat the second one, but you can only increase your life for 50 years!
All drugs are drug resistant, and the more advanced the pill, the stronger the drug resistance!
It is like an immortal-level elixir that can bring the dead back to life and increase the life of the emperor, but it can only be taken once, and no matter how much you eat, there is no use for eggs.
However, three Holy Destiny Pills can make the old medicine farmer live for an extra hundred and seventy-five years, which is also very profitable!
And he can exchange one or two of them for other longevity-increasing artifacts, different longevity-increasing pills or artifacts, which do not produce resistance to each other.
"Hey, old man, I've made a lot of money today, this pot of blood dragon grass is yours!"
The old medicine farmer was happy, collected Long Han's corpse, and took away the Holy Life Pill, but he didn't look down on the rest of Long Han's storage ring.
The old medicine farmer returned to the stall and put away all the things he was selling, so that he would not need to "work hard" for at least a hundred years.
Putting away the stall, the old medicine farmer walked towards the outside of the ghost market, his goal was achieved, and it was just a waste of time to stay.
He felt that he should go for a drink at this moment to celebrate his longevity!
After the old medicine farmer left, Dian Feng put Long Han's storage ring into his pocket.
It's natural, the winner has everything.
Onlookers were just passing by, but after a while, the ghost market returned to its normal appearance, and passers-by walked alone with each other and did not communicate with each other.
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Dian Feng looked at the dwarf dragon's blood grass in the flower pot, and the corners of his mouth grinned in a smug arc.
In a sense, it's not glamorous, but it's not a scam either.
Ignorance of goods is destined to miss treasures, this has been the case throughout the ages, and there is no clothing to remind the old medicine farmer that this is dragon's blood grass.
And the two sides are fair trade, and Dianfeng also gave the old medicine farmer enough price.
"Huh?"
Dian Feng was stunned, and he suddenly felt that there were a few eyes among the passers-by, mixed with strange looks, glancing at him.
Faintly, following the direction of those gazes, he looked into the crowd and found that several gods immediately avoided his gaze.
"A holy medicine-grade blood dragon grass does have this temptation."
Dian Feng sneered in his heart, a holy medicine is indeed enough to make people feel different.
There were about three or four gods, constantly looking towards Dianfeng's side, their eyes full of murderous intent and greed.
Dian Feng was silent, and walked deeper into the ghost market, he didn't want to stop here, he believed that there were many good things in the ghost market.
And Dian Feng gradually discovered that the previous gods were quietly following him all the way.
Dian Feng gradually discovered that there were four people, a white-haired old man, a reckless man with a tiger's back, a Taoist priest with fairy wind and bones, and a female cultivator with beautiful eyes.
The four of them seemed to be in a group, with a clear goal, and followed Dianfeng to a place where there was no one to start.
They were all wearing masks or veils, and after Dian Feng determined their number, a sneer broke out on the corner of his mouth, and he turned and walked into a side passage in the ghost market, a deserted street.
The four gods suddenly turned into a lonely side street, looked at each other with some hesitation, and stood at the corner of the street and stopped for a few breaths.
After talking for a while, the four decided to follow.
However, due to hesitation, they delayed for a while, and after turning into this small street, the four of them did not find the figure of Dianfeng.
The chaotic footsteps of the four ...... echoed in the dark and empty street.
"Where did that kid go, could it be that he could disappear?"
In the dark, the reckless man was a little impatient, and his divine mind scan did not find the style.
They didn't know that there was a formation that could completely conceal their body shape and aura, and they didn't even want to detect it.
Unless it's extremely sensitive to the breath of the void and wind, it's hard to spot.
"There's no road ahead, it's a dead end!"
The face of the goddess under the veil seemed to be a little suspicious, and she stopped, gradually feeling an unusual sense of terror.
All four stopped, for a dozen feet ahead was a high wall that would put an end to the street.
"Hell, that kid obviously walked in, where did he die!"
The old Taoist priest of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone was also a little annoyed, in order to hide his inner uneasiness.
"Poof!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of blood spurting, which was heard by several people in the darkness.
Then there was a "poof", and something fell to the ground!