In an empty alley in Nantianmen, Luobei, who was walking out, suddenly stopped.

Although no magic can be used in the South Heaven Gate, Luo Bei's feeling is several times more sensitive than that of ordinary cultivators. Since he left the Treasure Pavilion, he has already felt that someone was secretly following him.

For Luobei, the first thing to solve is the matter of Xiaocha and Xiao Wuqiu. Even if we must move the Nantianmen and other trading markets in the future, that is the future. Moreover, Luobei is very clear that the reason why a secret market like Nantianmen exists is that no one will destroy the rules of Nantianmen, so even if Luobei enters Nantianmen in the future, he will follow the rules of Nantianmen.

Even if there is something good, Luobei can't buy it now, and he will not force it to rob it, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

"But there are still some people who are not open to their eyes, but they have to make their own ideas."

Luo Bei turned around and looked at the young man in silver robe who appeared at the entrance of the alley behind him, sneering in his heart.

Caishu's face also had a layer of frost. She had never liked the kind of monk who was arrogant and looked like he did not take others seriously. The young man in silver robe followed them and would not have any good intentions in the eyes of anyone.

Ji Ling, who was following Luo Bei and Cai Shu, suddenly became nervous. He now knew that besides Cai Shu, Luo Bei and others must be cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, but this was in the South Heaven Gate, and the level of cultivation was not much different in the South Heaven Gate, because out of loyalty to Luo Bei, Ji Ling wanted to block Luo Bei when he saw the young man in silver robe.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the young man in silver robe moved his lips and said nothing for a moment. Instead, he lowered his head and knelt down directly towards Luobei.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Bei stood there without movement, looking at the young man in silver robe kneeling opposite him from afar, with a pale face, and completely without the arrogant and arrogant look at the beginning.

"I was just now and offended all seniors. I hope that all seniors will be free from villains and will let us go in the future." The young man in silver robe said as humble and begging as possible.

Compared with ordinary cultivators, he naturally had a natural sense of superiority, which made him face Luo Bei at the auction of the Treasure Pavilion. However, when he saw the true strength of Luo Bei and others, he knew that he had been involved in someone he could not afford to offend. In the world of cultivating people, provoking people he could not afford to offend will not only bring disaster to himself, but also to his sects. The young man in silver robe is just begging for his current attitude, so that these cultivators can let him go and let his sects go.

"Do you want us not to deal with you in the future?" Luo Bei understood why the young man in silver robe did this, but sighed slightly in his heart... Looking at the attitude of the young man in silver robe at the moment, he knew that the sect behind the young man in silver robe was just a second-rate sect. However, the young man in silver robe seemed so arrogant and arrogant. Luo Bei knew very well that his arrogance and arrogantness came from the superiority of those casual cultivators and higher-level cultivators. But didn't he know that there are many cultivators in this world who are far above him and his sect? There are many such people in this world. Even though they know that there are countless existences that are better than him, they always show an attitude of not taking people seriously when facing people who are inferior to him. They have to wait until this attitude causes something to cause trouble, and then they have to bow their heads and shake their tails and beg others for forgiveness.

"If we were just ordinary casual cultivators, would you be like this now?" Luo Bei didn't express any attitude, but just looked at the young man in silver robe coldly and asked back.

"Sir, please give me a way out." The implicit meaning in Luobei dialect made the young man in silver robe even more panic, and his body trembled slightly. "If you are not satisfied, you can punish me and don't implicate my master."

"I will let you go."

Luo Bei lowered his head slightly and looked at the young man in the kneeling silver robe, "It's just that I hope you remember what happened today and don't want to oppress others at any time in the future. I have always been clear about my grudges when doing things. Even if I see you in the future, I will not deal with your master. Since you do this today, you will have a grudge between us. You didn't deliberately raise the price and the illustration of the Thunder Fire God Tower. I believe we can buy it for 150,000 gold. We don't have to lose that half a bottle of Nine-Turn Creation Paint."

"Senior, I'm a lot! I understand." The young man in silver robe felt ecstatic. Luo Bei's guess was not wrong. In fact, the young man in silver robe could not exchange his magic weapon for the Thunder Fire God Tower. The price for the young man in silver robe was only 150,000 gold. The part that the young man in silver robe was willing to spend was only 150,000 gold. The part that exceeded 150,000 gold was just the young man in silver robe deliberately raised the price with Luo Bei. Now, as long as the young man in silver robe gave the part that they lost more, it was the best result for the young man in silver robe. "Senior, I'm in fact competing with the seniors for the Thunder Fire God Tower is mainly because we have one of the main materials for refining the Thunder Fire God Tower, the purple tungsten heavenly crystal. Now, since the senior has obtained the refining illustration of the Thunder Fire God Tower, these purple tungsten heavenly crystals are of no use to me. Why don't you give me the seniors?"

After the young man in silver robe finished speaking, he stood up respectfully and stepped forward to hand over a brocade bag containing many purple crystals to Luobei.

Luo Bei didn't say much, and after putting away the brocade bag, he turned around and continued walking forward.

At this time, he had not carefully read the refining illustration of the Thunder Fire God Tower, but he was sure that the young man in silver robes would not dare to deceive himself. In fact, the purple tungsten heavenly crystal was also an unexpected fortune for Luo Bei. He had previously proposed that the young man in silver robes compensate them for their losses, which was just to teach the young man in silver robes a lesson.

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"What are these four people? The Yellow Sand Divine Sword of the Golden Sand Ancestor was missing in the Battle of Emei Golden Pin four hundred years ago with the fall of the Golden Sand Ancestor. It has not appeared in the righteous mysterious gate for four hundred years. It is most likely to fall into the hands of the people in the Demon Sect. How could it appear on them?"

"That purple thunder magnetic cone... When Hang Qingfeng designed to deal with Luo Bei and the others, Luo Bei used this magic weapon... Could it be that they are...!"

Just as Luo Bei and others were walking towards an exit of the Nantianmen, a man wearing a hat was watching Luo Bei and others from a distance on the platform of a building in Nantianmen.

Behind this man was a sheepskin rolled up with some scattered things. Judging from his appearance, he was an ordinary monk who set up a stall at the Nantianmen.

But when he was shocked by his inference about the identities of these people and raised his head slightly, if a Kunlun disciple could see the face under the hat, he would definitely be shocked.

Because this young man wearing a hat is Nangong Xiaoyan.

The disciple of Jiuba of the Ten Golden Immortals in Kunlun was once the most trusted disciple of Huang Wushen. Nangong Xiaoyan, who had the power to enter the ninth level of Kunlun Island.

At this moment, for all the people in Kunlun, Nangong Xiaoyan had already died in the battle of Kunlun, but no one expected that he would become an unknown small vendor and an unobtrusive little person at the Nantianmen.

At the same time, there was an unobtrusive little figure watching Luo Bei and others' departure.

The little clever Ji Ling from Nantianmen stood at the market entrance just like usual, waiting for the next cultivator to attract business.

But looking at Luo Bei and others in the distance, his heart was as hot as the fire crow eggs in his arms.

At this moment, he still didn't know the true identities of Luo Bei and others, but he knew that Luo Bei and others had completely changed his destiny.
Chapter completed!