Chapter 909: Being fooled

Duan Qing said nothing and directly handed a jade slip to the skinny middle-aged man.

Inside the jade slip was a list of materials he had prepared in advance, including the purpose of his trip, ten pieces of waste stone.

Considering that buying the wild stone alone would be too eye-catching, he came up with this idea.

Of course, he didn't expect to buy the wild stone from Taisheng Pavilion.

If Huangshi was really so easy to manipulate, why would Chang Zai ask him to go to Youzhou himself?

What he did was actually mostly an element of temptation.

This Taisheng Pavilion was obviously built by Taisheng Sect.

He wanted to see what the Taisheng Sect's attitude was towards the wild stone.

In this way, you can also plan what to do next.

The skinny middle-aged man took the jade slip and looked at it casually.

Soon, his expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Your Excellency, you want the waste stone?"

Duan Qing nodded steadily: "Yes, does your store have waste stones for sale?"

The skinny middle-aged man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he made no sound and glanced at Xiao Sheng and He Qizhu with some scruples.

"Whether the waste stone can be sold, fellow Taoist might as well say it bluntly, there are no outsiders here." Duan Qing said calmly.

The skinny middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Haha, the Dharma cannot be spread to the six ears!"

Duan Qing frowned and was silent for a moment. He turned his head and whispered to He Qizhu and Xiao Sheng: "You guys go outside and wait for me."

He Qizhu and Xiao Sheng understood, stood up sensibly, left the room, and closed the door.

Seeing this, the skinny middle-aged man casually placed a soundproof formation on the door. Then he looked at Duan Qing and said calmly: "Everything you want, including the waste stones, is for sale in Taisheng Pavilion. "

"But...the price of the wild stone, I'm afraid fellow Taoist can't afford it!"

"My fellow Taoist has not made a price, so how do you know I can't afford it?" Duan Qing said calmly.

The skinny middle-aged man looked Duan Qing up and down again, as if he wanted to see a flower on Duan Qing's face.

After pondering for a long time, the skinny middle-aged man raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers, and waved them in front of Duan Qing.

"Two thousand top-quality spiritual stones."

"A piece of waste stone, two thousand top-quality spiritual stones, can you get it?"

Duan Qing's complexion changed slightly.

Two thousand top-grade spiritual stones, that is, two billion low-grade spiritual stones.

This is just a piece of wasteland.

For ten pieces of waste stone, that would be 20,000 top-grade spiritual stones and 20 billion low-grade spiritual stones.

This person really dares to speak.

"Fellow Taoist, are you kidding me?" Duan Qing's eyes became sharp.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible for the wild stone to be sold at such a high price.

With 20,000 top-quality spiritual stones, I am afraid that I can buy treasures of the same level as broken star stones and Dao dragon fruits.

No matter how precious the waste stones are, they are produced all year round. How can they be compared with treasures such as the Dao Dragon Fruit, which involve the Dao realm and only have ninety-nine pieces every hundred years!

The skinny middle-aged man shrugged indifferently, glanced at the door calmly, and then looked at Duan Qing: "This is the price of the wild stone. If you can't accept it, I don't think there is any need to continue the negotiation."

Although the movements of the skinny middle-aged man were secretive, they did not escape Duan Qing's notice.

He had some doubts in his heart, and he quickly went through the words and deeds of the skinny middle-aged man after he appeared.

Unexpectedly, there are wild rocks for sale.

Insist on discussing it with him alone.

Offering such an unreasonably high price.

A look with ulterior motives.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Duan Qing's mind and he realized something.

Without saying a word, he stood up from the ground, broke through the door like lightning, and came to the corridor outside the house.

At this time, the corridor was empty, and there were no traces of He Qicu and Xiao Sheng.

Sure enough, this person was just using the barren rocks as an excuse to deliberately delay time with him.

In Taisheng Pavilion, whether there are any wild stones for sale is a question!

Thinking of this, Duan Qing was furious.

He was angry, but his reason told him that the most important thing right now was to get Xiao Sheng and He Qizhu back.

He did not dare to delay, and immediately opened his senses to search for the auras of Xiao Sheng and the two of them.

In almost a breath, he searched the entire Taisheng Pavilion, but did not find the breath of Xiao Sheng or the two of them.

He panicked a little and immediately expanded the search area.

"What do you mean, your Excellency? You think that my Taisheng Pavilion is from somewhere, and you dare to come to my Taisheng Pavilion to act wild!"

At this time, the skinny middle-aged man finally reacted, rose up from the ground, pointed at Duan Qing and shouted.

Duan Qing didn't have time to pay attention to the skinny middle-aged man, he just concentrated on sensing and searching for Xiao Sheng's two auras.

The skinny middle-aged man became even more furious when he saw Duan Qing ignoring him. Then he picked up the tea table in the room and threw it at Duan Qing.

Seeing that the tea case was about to hit Duan Qing, Duan Qing finally made a move, raised his hand and patted the tea case into pieces.

In just such a short period of time, Duan Qing had already sensed the entire small city, but still could not detect the auras of Xiao Sheng and the two of them.

Not finding anyone, Duan Qing felt his blood surge up all over his body. He glared at the thin middle-aged man and said word by word: "Where is the person?"

The skinny middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Huh, who are you? Bi has no idea what you are talking about!"

Duan Qing frowned tightly and raised his hand to take a casual photo.

At this moment, the skinny middle-aged man felt a strong repulsive force coming upon him, and his body involuntarily flew towards Duan Qing on the opposite side.

He was shocked and turned pale, and quickly used his sword skills to resist.

However, even if he exerted all his strength, he only slowed down a little, and his body showed no signs of stopping.

Even under the strong repulsive force, his body felt like it was about to collapse.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the skinny middle-aged man had already flown out of the room, and was grabbed by Duan Qing's neck, and his face quickly turned red.

At this moment, the skinny middle-aged man was like a chicken, being grabbed by Duan Qing's neck, hanging in the air, without any resistance.

"I'll ask you again, where are the two people who came with me?" Duan Qing stared at the skinny middle-aged man coldly, with an indifferent look on his face.

Duan Qing's voice was loud, but the skinny middle-aged man seemed not to hear Duan Qing's words, and the whole person was in a sluggish state.

He, a late-stage spiritual sea realm cultivator and the manager of Taisheng Pavilion, was actually subdued by a mere boy in the early stage of the spiritual sea realm with one move!

And the means by which this boy subdued him was just the most common sword control technique.

He couldn't figure out why this person's cultivation was two small realms lower than his, but his sword control technique was so much better than his!

After practicing for so many years, it was the first time he suffered such a big loss!

He even felt that all this was a little unreal, as if he was dreaming.

Is this person really only in the early stage of the Spiritual Sea Realm?

Could it be that some old monster is playing the pig to eat the tiger!

After the initial sluggishness, Bi Quan finally came to his senses and subconsciously slapped Duan Qing's right hand, which was like an iron clamp, with both hands, trying to make Duan Qing let go.

Duan Qing had no intention of letting go, but instead used more force on his hands, squeezing Bi Quan's neck until it cracked.

In the face of life and death crisis, Bi Quan finally recognized the reality and said to Duan Qing: "I say, I say...!"