Chapter 532

"The Sutra of the past Mitha?"

Grey wolf glanced at Hong Yi walking quickly, with doubts on his face.

How did the Sutra of Amitabha sound like a monk's Scripture in the past?

He is a wolf with a family. How can he learn the Buddhist scriptures?

"If my wife knows he wants to trade Buddhist scriptures

Gray wolf's scalp became numb at the thought of this possibility. He seemed to see countless pans coming to his face.

"This is the highest secret of the great Zen temple. It is the supreme art of cultivating the soul. You can even cultivate the Yang God. The Yang God can fly to the sky and escape to the earth and live forever."

Hong Yi took out a dark golden Scripture from his arms and explained.

He also knew that the cultivation system of each world was different, so he specially introduced the power of Yang God.

Dark gold scriptures are as smooth as silk and as thin as butterfly wings. They are folded neatly. On the exposed side, they are full of small gold characters.

"What?"

The four of Lin Dong were surprised when they heard the speech. What's the matter today? Seeing so many precious skills, they can become immortals and gods.

They don't know what the realm of Yang God is.

However, they can clearly feel the transcendence of Yang God in terms of flying, hiding and immortality.

At least none of them reached this level.

"Is it another fairy Scripture?"

Lin Dong looked at each other and saw a bitter smile on each other's face.

According to the rules of wanjielou, special commodity transactions of wanjielou are privately traded, such as Daochang quota and cave quota. The seller of special commodities only needs to pay 10% of the transaction amount, and the other party does not need to pay transaction tax.

How cheap is a fairy Scripture? It also needs 50000 spirit points to buy it in Wanjie building.

Grey wolf only needs to give the winning ticket to Hong Yi, and then pay the transaction tax of 10% of the price of the Sutra of Amitabha to get the past Sutra of Amitabha.

Ten percent of the price of 50000 points is only 5000 points, which means that grey wolf spent 5000 points and a lottery ticket to buy the past Mitha Sutra.

Hong Yi took out a copy of the past Mitha Sutra and won a lottery ticket without any loss. Both were happy.

It's worth more than 200000.

If it weren't for the particularity of the burning formula, the medicine venerable planned to exchange the burning formula for the quota of the ancient emperor's cave.

"What are the value points of the Sutra of past Amitabha?"

Grey wolf is calm, and his tone is not urgent or slow.

"The recycling price given to me by Wanjie building is 30000 LingDian."

Hong Yi was slightly stunned. Obviously, he was shocked by grey wolf's calmness and Chengfu.

In the past, the Mitha sutra was able to practice the skill of Yang God. He was shocked and stood on the spot.

The wolf is so calm. Is this ugly wolf more powerful than the demon fairy and Yang God in the world of Yang God?

The demon fairy is in the Wanjie building. He is also a strong man in the sixth level realm!

Or the wolf is a peerless owl, with his face unchanged.

"What? You traded it?"

When grey wolf heard that "the recycling price for me is 30000 LingDian", he didn't know that Hong Yi had sold the past Sutra of Amitabha to Wanjie building. He couldn't help exclaiming, "what's the use of the past Sutra of Amitabha?"

"What's the use of the past Sutra of Mitha?"

Not only Hong Yi and Lin Dong were shocked by the words disliked by the grey wolf, but even Zhou Yang, who was hidden in the Wanjie building, smiled bitterly. How could the Scriptures that could cultivate immortality be useless?

"The boy is reckless."

Hong Yi bowed slightly and apologized.

Grey wolf thinks that the past Sutra of Amitabha is useless, so the realm of grey wolf may have far exceeded the Yang God, so the past Sutra of Amitabha is naturally like waste paper to him.

"Let's go, too."

The mink also shook his head. The recycling price was 30000 spirit points of the past Mitha Sutra. Grey wolf was not satisfied.

If you want to buy the past Mitha Sutra at Wanjie building, you can't buy it without 50000 spiritual points.

Now you only need one winning ticket plus 5000 spirit points to buy it. As long as Hong Yi shouted, I'm afraid a large group of people waved the winning tickets and flocked to it.

"How did you go? I'm willing to pay 200000 yuan."

Grey wolf looked at Lin Dong's four people, who were also going to turn around and leave, and said anxiously.

It's really a good deal to exchange a useless winning ticket for 200000 value points.

If the transaction is not successful and the red wolf knows it, he may be knocked by the pan for three days and nights.

"You're not mistaken?"

Lin Dong turned around and wondered.

You don't want the 10% price of the Xiandao Scripture, but you want his 200000 value points. Isn't there a problem with your head?

"I wonder if you can tell me why you chose 200000 value points?"

Hong Yi also turned around with a surprised face. What's the matter with the world? In the past, the supreme secret technique of cultivating the soul of Mituo sutra was not worth 200000 points.

"I don't practice. Why do I need scriptures?"

Grey wolf shook his head and said.

Zhou Yang, "········".

"Well, let's trade."

Lin Dong was shocked by grey wolf's natural words and quickly agreed. It was really a twists and turns, which made him worry for nothing.

Hong Yi looks at Lin Dong, who has successfully traded, with a wry smile on his face, and turns away.

His past Sutra of Amitabha has been traded in wanjielou, and he has written down all the contents. Naturally, it has no great effect on him.

Because apart from the Sutra of the Buddha in the past, he has nothing else to exchange for winning lottery tickets. As for the value points and spiritual points in his membership card, of course, they are left to buy the goods of Wanjie building.

"Little brother, wait a minute."

When Lin Dong bought a lottery ticket, the four people were relieved. The medicine venerable looked at Hong Yi who left, but couldn't help shouting.

"Don't you know what's the matter with this elder?"

Hong Yi hears the cry behind him and turns around. There is a flash of vigilance in his eyes. Are these people in front of him greedy for his past Mitha Sutra?

"The one who is applying medicine is a herbalist. This is my disciple Xiao Yan. This is Lin Dong. As for the last one is a mink, just call him a smelly boy."

Yao Zun introduced the four people. Finally, he didn't forget to eliminate the mink.

"I'm Hong Yi."

Hong Yi nodded slightly. He had just entered the Wanjie building. After trading his secrets, he hurried to the lottery area. As a result, he didn't win the lottery. He had to find a way to buy a winning ticket.

He was looking forward to the sermon of the sixth rank strong man. After all, his cultivation depended on his own exploration.

"Hong Yi, don't be so careful. There is no forced buying and selling in Wanjie building, not to mention that you and we are not in the same world, so we don't need to worry so much."

The medicine venerable said with a gentle smile on his face.

From the eyes of this young man named Hong Yi, he found the same eyes as Xiao Yan. His heart seemed to be locked and was deeply alert to anyone.

If Hong Yi keeps a vigilant eye, they can't cooperate well.

"Why don't I introduce a place where you can easily buy winning tickets."

The medicine venerable suggested that he was well aware of how easy it was to exchange the Sutra for a lottery ticket in the past.

The young man named Hong Yi, on the surface, has recovered his youth appearance, like a young scholar, but the drug Reverend can still feel the deep vigilance in Hong Yi's heart with his strong soul.

Hong Yi didn't refuse and followed behind the medicine venerable party.

"You can buy it here."

Yao Zun pointed to the place of the three circles Hunyuan group. Good goods also need good buyers. It's bad luck to meet a wolf like grey wolf who doesn't know the goods.

If you change the seller, I'm afraid you will not hesitate to choose the past Mitha Sutra.

Hong Yi walked over. Sure enough, the sellers of the three circles Hunyuan group agreed to trade with Hong Yi without even asking for the opinions of others.

"You should know that in the past, you had to pay 50% of the transaction tax for the second transaction of special goods in Wanjie building by Mituo Sutra."

"If you don't apply for the quota of small vendors, don't trade non-special goods in Wanjie building, otherwise you can only buy your own life."

The medicine venerable gently reminded.

He knew from Hong Yi's expression on the lottery tickets in the past Mituo Sutra transaction that he had just entered the Wanjie building.

"Thank you for your advice."

Hong Yi carefully put away the lottery tickets. No matter what purpose the drug venerable party holds, at least it has helped him now. He can't help thanking the drug venerable party.

There was a lot of information in his mind from wanjielou. If it wasn't for the reminding of the medicine venerable, he also wanted to exchange the past Sutra for other places.

Now it seems that Wanjie building will not allow such a huge bug at all.

As for Wanjie building, he knows that it can't trade goods privately.

"Little brother, is your family poor?"

The medicine venerable waved his hand and inquired.

Hong Yi wears ordinary clothes, but has fairy scriptures. What does this have to remind the medicine venerable?

"My father is a marquis."

Hong Yi said casually, but his eyes were mixed with unspeakable colors.

I'm afraid it's just the son of the marquis.

Hearing Hong Yi's answer, Yao Zun's eyes lit up. Hou Ye's son was so bad. He was also a sad boy, which was somewhat similar to Xiao Yan and Lin Dong's life.

Xiao Yan, Lin Dong and Xiao Diao also know what Yao Zun wants to do. He wants to pull Hong Yi into their group.

"Brother Hong, did you find anything strange?"

Xiao Yan's face was so strange.

"It's like a ring, a jade pendant, a stone

Lin Dong couldn't help saying.

Hong Yi, "········".

I'll pick up the jade pendant and ring. Why should I pick up the stone?