Chapter 685： Long story short

Chapter 685

Feifeng Auction House.

Fat shopkeeper Li Yan and a lame middle-aged Demon Xiu returned from Qiankun City in the Demon Realm.

This middle-aged demon revision is Yan Mingxuan, the son of Yan Guanjia. He looks a bit like Yan Guan's parents. He has a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but Yan Mingxuan is unsmiling and looks very serious. Even if he has leg problems, his back is straight.

Steward Yan patted Yan Mingxuan on the shoulder, and said with emotion:

"Finally I look forward to you!"

He is just such a son. Although he grew up by his side, Yan Mingxuan has always had his own ambitions since he grew up. Bansha City is too small for him to use his fists. It takes nearly a hundred years to go to Qiankun City. .

The result was such a fate.

Hey.

But in short, steward Yan is very happy that his son can come to Bansha City.

Yan Mingxuan said:

"I came back just to see you. I heard that your longevity has increased. I am very happy for you, but you said you want me to lead the army in Bansha City. I don't think there is anything to discuss."

Yan Mingxuan thinks that his father's talk about training the army must be a small mess, because he wants him to return to Bansha City, but he would rather do business in a big city than shrink in such a small city.

In the big city, there may still be a day to display ambitions, but in such a small city, what is the difference from waiting for the elderly to die?

Steward Yan knew that he would say this, and was a little angry in his heart. He is a lot of age. What's wrong with hoping his son can be by his side? This guy is too unfilial!

However, Yan Mingxuan's temper was so terrible, and he had no choice.

The steward Yan knew that his son still had some abilities, but he was unfair to others.

"Hmph, you are right now, and later you will have a good talk with Girl Mu to make sure you don't want to leave!"

Yan Mingxuan shook his head, not paying attention to his father's words.

How capable is a little girl to move him?

Said Cao Cao arrived.

Mu Wushuang came over and greeted everyone with a smile.

"This is the dog, Yan Mingxuan." Steward Yan introduced her, then introduced her to Yan Mingxuan:

"This is the girl Mu I told you, the godmother of the small town lord."

"Miss Mu." Yan Mingxuan nodded lightly at her, not thinking she was outstanding.

Of course, high cultivation is indeed capable, but he can't see any other shining points in this female spiritual practitioner.

She wants to train the army?

It must be a guardian of a hundred people!

Mu Wushuang greeted Yan Mingxuan with a smile.

"Miss Mu, these are the elixir and elixir seeds I brought back for you!" The fat shopkeeper Li Yan gave her something with a smile.

Since he just knew that Guanjia Xu and Zhou Yi had fallen under her and Guanjia Yan, he was in a particularly good mood.

He said: "This elixir is not easy to buy, and the quality is very good. It cost 30 million high-grade profound spirit stones to auction. I have never done so much in my life!"

Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "This time it's really hard work for Li shopkeeper!"

Before they came back, Steward Yan had told her that the things she had explained were done.

In the great cities of the Demon Realm, although the nine-tier pill is easy to sell, the price is much lower than that of Bansha City. Especially her nine-tier pill are sold in large quantities, and the price is naturally lower.

Li Yan originally wanted to sell her one by one, so as to make more money, but Mu Wushuang didn't think it was necessary. She didn't lack this price difference.

This elixir is only a first-grade elixir, and the price has reached 30 million, which shows how high the price of the elixir is. The tenth-order pill was only two to three million, and the elixir directly doubled. In such a comparison, the nineth-order pill was cheaper, only one or two hundred thousand high-grade profound spirit stones.

If she can become an elixir master and refine an elixir, then she will definitely not have to worry about the profound spirit stone in the future.

"The remaining mysterious spirit stones are used to buy all kinds of immortal medicine seeds. Immortal medicine seeds are not cheap. There are many types you want, and many of them are relatively rare. Add up to more than two hundred. The price of selling nine-order pill is almost spent."

Said the fat shopkeeper.

After finishing talking, he said: "Miss Mu, these immortal medicine seeds are not easy to plant. At least we don’t have a place where you can plant live immortal medicine in Banshacheng. If you want to plant it, you’d better find a place where the spirit of the profound spirit is abundant. That's fine."

Immortal medicine is no better than ordinary medicinal materials. Not only does it have to be rich in profound spirit, it also needs fertile soil and suitable temperature, otherwise it is difficult to survive.

"Thank you, shopkeeper Li, for reminding me, I know."

She responded with a smile.

Naturally, she didn't need to find a place to plant immortal medicine. After the space was upgraded, the medicine field was also upgraded, and the little Vermilion bird deliberately cultivated many medicine fields, waiting for the seeds of the medicine.

The environment in the space is not worse than those that specialize in planting immortal medicines!

Moreover, the flow of time is fast, and it is irrigated with spring water, no matter what kind of medicinal material, it can grow well.

But she remembered the kindness of the fat shopkeeper.

Li Yan also talked about a lot of things about Qiankun City, where the prosperity is not comparable to a small half-sand city.

Mu Wushuang was a little moved, thinking that when the time was right, he would go to the Demon Realm again.

After the conversation, Mu Wushuang gave her prepared thank-you gift to the shopkeeper Zhang and Yan Mingxuan.

The pill that the two of them helped her sell, brought back the elixir and the seeds of the elixir. She naturally did not make them work in vain.

The fat shopkeeper refused to accept it.

She smiled and said: "It's all small things, worthless, just keep them, I don't dare to trouble you anymore if you don't like this."

When she said so, the fat shopkeeper and Yan Mingxuan accepted the things.

They didn't open it to see what it was, but thought it was really worthless. When they discovered that there were actually two Tier 10 pills inside, it was natural for them to be surprised.

Steward Yan introduced Yan Mingxuan to Mu Wushuang again:

"Miss Mu, don’t look at Mingxuan. He has a low cultivation base and lame legs, but he used to be very capable. The tens of thousands of soldiers in Qiankun City are all trained by him. The City Lord's Mansion is so well-trained, it is Ming Xuan's credit back then!"

"Can I take the liberty to ask what happened to Brother Yan's legs?"

She said.

She could see that Yan Mingxuan’s legs were not like ordinary problems, because even if a monk had his legs cut off, as long as he had the ability, he could still connect them and recover as before, but she felt that the wound on his leg seemed to be Something is stuck on it.

"It's a long story..." Steward Yan sighed.

"Long story short."

Yan Mingxuan obviously didn't want to bring up this matter, but out of politeness, he still wanted to answer when someone asked.

Instead of letting his father say it, he might as well say it himself.

"I offended the son of the city lord. He sent someone to abolish my cultivation base and cut off one of my legs with a magic weapon."

Sure enough.

Magic soldier?

The magic weapon is the magic weapon, Mu Wushuang raised his eyebrows slightly, is the magic weapon rotten on the street now? Can even the son of the City Lord's Mansion be able to get the artifact? What she didn't know was that the artifact used by the Lord's Mansion of Qiankun City was not his own, but someone else's borrowed. There are very few artifacts, and of course it is impossible to ruin the streets.

But if it is a magical weapon, it makes sense why his legs are not getting better.