Even if he wants to regret it afterwards, the truth will not be on his side, and others will look down on him a few times.
Originally, the merchant did not dare to repent in full view, not to mention that he was only a casual cultivator of the initial level of the martial arts realm, and he did not have the ability and power to fight against Yang Junshan and the other three. 、ybdu、
But first, the two sides had not yet cleared the money and goods, and only reached a verbal agreement before it was destroyed by Xiong Xiying's subordinates; And as a merchant, the most important test is the price of eyesight, this person who dares to intervene in the inner disciples of the Shaking Heaven Sect, fools know how to hug their thighs, not to mention a thousand jade coins, which is already an extremely considerable wealth for him, a wandering merchant and scattered cultivator.
Today's situation was obviously deliberately provoked by Xiong Xiying, and Liu Zhifei didn't know if the other party had premeditated it, or if it was a whim that he accidentally encountered later, but it seemed that the latter was obviously more likely.
Liu Zhifei had the intention of calming down, but Xiong Xiying obviously didn't take him seriously, and just said coldly: "It is precisely because he is a junior brother that he has to be even more strict, what is this place? This is a trading market, a monk merchant from all over Yuzhou, not the county seat of Yu County! Every disciple of the Heaven-Shaking Sect here has the obligation to maintain the glory of the sect, did the junior brother ignore the face of the sect because he protected one of his team members?"
At this time, he felt a bit in a dilemma, his team members naturally had to be maintained, he wanted to take the place of the true disciples, whether he could achieve remarkable achievements in this border experience is the key, people's hearts still have to be encircled, not to mention that Yang Junshan is now an indispensable existence in the third team; But if you really want to protect Yang Junshan, I am afraid you will offend Xiong Xiying in front of you, this is a true disciple of the True Sect, and now a monk at the peak of the Martial Realm, that is a popular candidate for the third generation of the Heaven-Shaking Sect advanced real realm.
Although he is not from Mengyu County, his teacher has a close relationship with Mengyu County Magistrate Chen Jizhenren, so he can easily inquire about the details of all the members of the third team, so he also knows some of the troubles about the Xiong family that happened in Xishan Village.
This is also the reason why he hinted to Xiong Xiyi not to target Yang Junshan when the team was first established, but at that time he just didn't want to have disputes within the team.
When Liu Zhifei was in a dilemma, Yang Junshan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Okay, let's admit it, then we will also pay a thousand jade coins to buy this clay pot!"
"Hmm......", as soon as Yang Junshan said this, Wu Shuo beside him seemed to have expected that Jiuli would definitely be dissatisfied, just as Yang Junshan's words fell, Wu Shuo's hand was pressed on Jiuli's shoulder, and he didn't know what Wu Clan's secret technique he used.
Liu Zhifei breathed a sigh of relief, although he knew that Xiong Xiying deliberately picked it up, Yang Junshan was not wrong, but at this time he could only hope that Yang Junshan could take a step back, otherwise the two sides would really have to fight back, and it would be difficult for Liu Zhifei to guarantee that he would not be on the side of the same school at that time.
Yang Junshan also quoted the price of a thousand jade coins, but the man in brocade clothes in front of him sneered: "Even if you want to buy this jar first, there is no reason to take things away at the same price as we quoted, not to mention that this peddler is not sure whether he is willing to sell the jar to you now!"
Yang Junshan's expression remained unchanged, and he said straight: "One thousand two hundred jade coins!"
The brocade-clad monk glanced at Xiong Xiying who was calm next to him, and his face was even more excited, and said: "Hey, I will give you 1,500 jade coins, this Taoist, I heard that you are still a formation master? Then the value of the formation engraved on this jar is the clearest, so the higher the price you pay, the more you think that this jar is valuable, so ......, hehehehehe!"
The status of the formation master in the cultivation world is not as intuitive as that of alchemists and refiners, because the number of formation masters is far rarer than that of alchemists and the like, and more often it gives people an ethereal sense of mystery.
But it was precisely because of this that many onlookers were more convinced of the extraordinary value of this jar, many people were already ready to move, as if they wanted to join in to bid, and some people put their hands to their mouths and whispered silently, and after a while, a sound transmission talisman rushed into the sky.
Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and asked: "Brother Liu, can you lend me a thousand jade coins, and I can pay you back after today?"
Liu Zhifei was stunned, glanced at Xiong Xiying on the side, and saw that he had no expression, looking calm and calm, so he said: "Okay, don't worry about it!"
Yang Junshan took the money bag from his hand and shook it, a loud sound came from the bag, and then said to the brocade-clad monk: "Your Excellency also saw that I only have two thousand jade coins in my hand now, if you have even one more jade coin, this jar will be yours!"
The brocade-clad monk first showed a hint of mockery, followed by this mockery crawling all over his expression, and then glanced at the few companions behind him, and several people "coaxed" and burst into laughter, some of them hugged their stomachs and bent over, and some laughed so much that tears came out.
"Oh, I'm laughing to death, a broken jar can actually sell for two thousand jade coins!"
"Do you see it, this is a hammer!"
"Return the formation master, think you look amazing, isn't it just a half-hanger who has gone out of shit luck and learned one or two formations, the guy who draws a cat and a tiger dares to call himself a formation master, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!"
"Do you know who Xiong Dashao is? That is an authentic Heaven-Shaking Sect true inheritance monk, a person who will definitely become a real person realm monk in the future, that is the real well-informed and pedantian being, this jar is indeed carved with an exquisite formation, and it is also a spirit gathering formation, but that grade of the spirit gathering formation also has at least more than five inheritances in the Shaking Heaven Sect!"
"This kind of formation is a rotten street thing in the Shaking Heaven Sect, and the formation master of the Shaking Heaven Sect is dismissive of this at all, this kid actually takes it as a treasure, and returns two thousand jade coins, idiot!"
"You can't say that, maybe someone outside is holding something that shakes the rotten street of the Heavenly Sect as a rare treasure!"
The laughter of several brocade-clad monks made the monks around them stunned, and then looked at Xiong Xiying on the side, who looked unconcerned, and his high style was full of style.
Some of the onlookers sighed secretly, some gloated, some thoughtful, and some left, Liu Zhifei and several other inner disciples of the Shaking Heaven Sect at this time, but their faces were not very good-looking at these Jinyi monks, these Jinyi monks seemed to be laughing at Yang Junshan, but the tone between the words was more like smearing the Shaking Heaven Sect.
But even though they were dissatisfied in their hearts, they couldn't attack, because behind these brocade-clad monks was obviously Xiong Xiying, an authentic true disciple, whose status was far from what they could compare.
At this time, Liu Zhifei saw a person flashing out in front of him, it was Zhang Yueming, who had been following everyone without speaking, and he spoke: "Senior Brother Xiong, you have to be lenient and forgiving, I think this matter will be forgiven!"
Although the other party was an inner disciple of the Shaking Heaven Sect, the internal level of the Shaking Heaven Sect was strict, this guy immediately seized this opportunity to show his loyalty, jumped out and scolded: "Boy, who the hell are you, dare to talk to Xiong Dashao like this!"
"Shut up!"
Xiong Xiying suddenly stopped drinking, and the man's face turned pale with fright, not knowing what he had done wrong, but seeing that Xiong Xiying had a rare gentle tone at this time, he said: "Since it is Junior Brother Zhang who speaks, this face must be given to my brother, you guys, get out!"
Several Jinyi monks dared to stay, and after saluting Xiong Xiying respectfully, they got out of the crowd and left.
At this time, Yang Junshan walked up to the merchant, who couldn't help but shrink his neck and only heard Yang Junshan say: "Here are two thousand jade coins, I took the jar!"
The merchant hurriedly took the two money bags, and said incoherently: "Take it, okay, take it all, it's all yours......"
Seeing that Yang Junshan picked up the jar and threw it into the storage bag, the merchant hurriedly put away the stall of things placed on the ground, and he didn't know how many things he broke in a panic, but he didn't care about the distress, so he just carried a large bag of things and left here as if he were running for his life.
Xiong Xiyi glanced at Zhang Yueming meaningfully and said: "Since you already understand the things here, and that merchant Taoist has never suffered a loss, then brother Wei will leave here, Junior Brother Zhang, you can feel free to do so!"
The crowd around was dispersing, and Liu Zhifei's expression was also a little embarrassed, and he said: "Xiao Yang, I don't know that today's matter will make such a fuss, don't take it to heart, Senior Brother Xiong is not something your Yang family can provoke."
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Sometimes it's not that I don't have time to write, but as soon as I sit down, I think about sleeping, always thinking about sleeping first, sleeping first, and writing when I wake up, but once I fall asleep, I don't have the willpower to get up again, and then I sleep for ** hours, and after waking up, it's time to continue running, and I regret it along the way, two or three hours, can't I sleep two or three hours less and code a chapter to come out? Then make up your mind and then continue the cycle of collapse,......
Sleeping Autumn's will needs to be strengthened urgently!