Chapter 1810

Jiang Cheng deliberately kept silent for three minutes.

So the whole audience was silent for so long.

It can be regarded as giving dark Xu enough 'aftertaste' time.

Until the aftertaste was almost over, brother Cheng shook his head in disappointment.

"It seems that you still can't."

"Since I can't, what big talk did I just say? I was surprised and thought I really found a qualified business partner."

The implication is that the pure immortal hall is not qualified.

"Well, it seems that I've got the wrong name for the pure immortal hall."

"If you want to sell these Taoist instruments, you'd better find someone else."

With that, he put away all the Taoist instruments, took Cangling's hand and turned away.

Many immortals have made up their minds when they see this scene.

Then follow Jiang Cheng.

It's not to kill people and seize treasure. With Cangling as the Taoist saint, they have to weigh themselves.

But to buy one of them.

In front of dark Xu, they dare not rush for business, but who can manage it when they are out of the sight of Jingzhu immortal's house?

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was about to leave Xiancheng, dark Xu didn't know how many times he wanted to rush up and start.

In the end, the man who rushed up was Wen Chu Daosheng.

"Sir, wait a minute."

Facing Cangling, he didn't dare to do it, but stopped Jiang Cheng again.

Brother Cheng deliberately stared, "why? You can't afford it, and you want to detain people by force?"

Wen Chu quickly waved his hand, "you misunderstood. Our Jingxian temple is a business. Harmony makes money. How can we do that?"

"The scale and level of your Chamber of commerce is not enough to become my partner. I have nothing to talk about with you."

Jiang Cheng, who hasn't even set up a stall, seems to have opened a large cross regional chamber of Commerce.

But Wen Chu Daosheng can only eat him.

Because those nine eight order Taoist devices can't be let go like this.

Once Jiang Cheng leaves Xiaomang domain, there will be nothing for them.

He tried to squeeze out a smile and persuaded hard.

"Your Excellency really underestimates us."

"The strength of our Jingxian temple is definitely more than what you see in front of you."

Jiang Cheng barely showed an interested look, "do you have more materials?"

"Yes, of course!"

"Where is it?"

"Behind!"

Wen Chu Taoist Saint quickly explained.

"We can't put all the materials in the headquarters. There are more treasures in the rear. There are more materials there."

"Don't mention nine eight step Taoist instruments. Even if it's nineteen, we can still take them down."

"Can I take all nineteen?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with joy.

Seeing his reaction, Wen Chu and the immortals in the distance almost screamed again.

It can't be true?

Do you really have 19 octaves?

How big is that ancient treasure?

Why did you get hit by this boy?

"Yes, yes!"

Wen Chu nodded heavily.

"As long as you give us some time and let us go to the rear treasure house to collect materials, we will certainly be able to eat 19 pieces."

For fear of Jiang Cheng leaving, he continued to advise: "your treasure is really amazing. To tell the truth, no chamber of Commerce in the yuan fairy world can eat it alone."

"Not to mention others, they can't take it out."

"It's definitely the wisest choice for us to choose the Jingxian temple!"

Brother Cheng glanced at him obliquely and turned his mouth.

"How long is that time?"

"Brother, tens of billions of dollars a second. Time is precious."

Wen Chu Taoist Saint doesn't know what tens of billions of dollars mean. Does he mean yuan Xianjing?

However, he somehow heard the loose meaning in Jiang Cheng's words.

"Two days!"

He raised two fingers and replied firmly, "we can make it up in two days at most!"

The city elder brother pretended to think for more than ten seconds, and then nodded reluctantly.

"All right, I'll give you two days."

"Great!"

Wen Chu Taoist saint is very happy.

Then he nodded and bowed to lead brother Cheng.

"Please come here, sir. These two days, I'll live in our Jingxian Hall..."

Jiang Cheng paused.

He looked at Wen Chu's eyes meaningfully and suddenly smiled.

"I don't need a place to live. I have it myself."

With that, he sacrificed his palace.

This is the temple of Chu Jing, but I understand what it means.

But it's also human.

Whoever has so many treasures, I'm afraid he has to guard against others like thieves.

After returning to the hall, the dark warmth of the gloomy face broke out immediately.

Pengpeng!

Boom boom!

In just a few seconds, more than 20 attendants in the hall were beaten by him and vomited blood.

In addition, several side halls and gardens were reduced to ruins.

As for the reason, I just held too much anger in Jiangcheng and needed to vent.

"Why did you stop me!"

"Unexpectedly, you begged him to stay in a low voice. You've disgraced our Jingzhu immortal mansion!"

"And where do we have any treasure?"

Wen Chu has a secret stomach. I just didn't stop him. What can you do to him?

However, he dared not say such words openly.

Because he knew very well that if he was not a Taoist saint, he might have been killed by the second ancestor now.

Who wants people to have a God's father?

"Little Lord, don't you want those nine Taoist instruments?"

Dark Xu said fiercely, "of course I want it!"

Wen Chu smiled, "so I left them for a bigger plan!"

The anger in dark Xu's eyes faded quickly.

Instead, greed.

"Are you trying to stabilize them and then mobilize experts from the immortal mansion to kill them?"

He quickly became elated.

"Ha ha, yes, that's what we should do!"

"Call more Taoists from the headquarters and chop the boy into meat sauce. Don't we have all the Taoists?"

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

He suddenly shook his head again.

"No, don't kill him, give him up and torture me severely!"

"I want him to understand how miserable the end of disrespect to me is! And the dragon clan..."

Thinking of that scene, he was almost wet.

Wen Chu Taoist Saint silently watched the second ancestor dream, just like watching a fool.

For a time, I could not make complaints about it.

Until dark Xu had enough to vent, he slowly threw out a few questions.

"The strength of the dragon Taoist saint is extraordinary. With my strength, I'm afraid three or five can't suppress her."

"What?"

As a Taoist priest, dark Xu didn't realize the strength of Cangling before. At this time, he was stunned.

"Is she that strong?"

"Yes!"

Wen Chu nodded solemnly.

"And I noticed that she majored in speed origin. Even if we were besieged by more than a dozen Taoist saints, she would probably retreat!"

"So it's not realistic to want to keep her."

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The dark Xu, who had just been wet, was so angry that his face was distorted.

"What are you doing to eat? It's so useless?"

"It's a pity that my father is practicing in seclusion and preparing to compete for the throne. Otherwise, he won't have to make a fool of yourself!"