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Chapter 411 The Spirit of the Immortal
"I will pay you half a million pieces of ghost spirit stones."
"That won't work. Nine hundred thousand yuan is the lowest price."
Lin Feng said lightly, "Six hundred and fifty thousand yuan."
"Eight hundred and fifty thousand yuan, it really can't be any less."
"The price is 700,000 yuan. If you don't sell it, I won't want it."
Lin Feng looked at the shopkeeper, who shook his head, "Eight hundred thousand yuan, not a penny less."
"Forget it, I don't want it anymore."
Lin Feng turned around and walked out. The boss waited for Lin Feng to walk out of the store, then chased him out, "Sir, can you add a little more?"
"Seven hundred thousand yuan is a lot, that is, I can come up with so many ghost spirit stones. If it were replaced by someone else, not to mention seven hundred thousand yuan of medium-grade ghost spirit stones, even seven hundred thousand yuan of low-grade ghost spirit stones would not be available. ah!"
Lin Feng is telling the truth. This talisman has been sold for hundreds of years. There are so many people who are optimistic about it. There are too few monks who can spend the money.
"Okay, I'll sell you."
The shopkeeper also gritted his teeth. The beast died for food and the man died for money. "Sell it."
Lin Feng took the talisman and put it away directly. With a slight movement of consciousness, he took out several storage spaces and put together the middle-grade ghost stones. There were also many top-grade ghost stones in these storage bags. There are also many high-grade ghost spirit stones.
There are many middle-grade ghost spirit stones. The main reason is that these storage spaces belonged to ancient monks many years ago. At that time, there were still many ghost spirit stone veins on this continent. Unlike now, Lin Feng has tens of thousands of storage spaces. There are many ghost stones in the physical space.
After Lin Feng counted 700,000 middle-grade ghost stones and placed them on the table, the old shopkeeper suddenly moved. With so many ghost stones, the old man directly put away the storage space.
A smile appeared on his face, "Jiang Jie, is there anything else you need?"
"Well, what else is there at this level?"
"Here, I know that there is a sword in the Qi Refining Room. That sword is half-cut. Legend has it that it is a half-cut fairy sword. The only thing in each store is that magic weapon."
When Lin Feng heard this, he realized that a half sword could be said to be an immortal weapon, but it was just a half sword?
"Can the shopkeeper take me to have a look?"
"Okay, come with me!"
The shopkeeper followed the shopkeeper towards a huge wooden house. Green smoke was rising from the sky above the wooden house. This was a city on big trees. Someone dared to use open fire. How dangerous it was!
Lin Feng followed the shopkeeper of the grocery store and saw an old man with white hair sitting behind the counter, "Old Liutou, I'm here to bring you a customer!"
"Old Wang, what are you here to do? What magic weapon are you looking forward to?"
"Hey, you're right, this objective person wants to see your magic weapon to win the store!"
"What? Not for sale!"
"I said, Lao Liutou, you are on the nose and on the face, what I said is true."
The man stood up, "You said you wanted to see the half of the fairy sword, but no one can control it!"
"Then you don't have to worry about it. Take it out and show it to this adult."
Lin Feng watched the old man slowly move towards the back and took out a box from the wall. The box was shining with spiritual light, "Sir, this is the treasure of our store. The spiritual power on it fluctuates a bit. If you want to see it, you have to Go under the tree.¡±
"Oh, let's go take a look."
"Walk."
The four of them flashed and appeared under the big tree, with Wang Mang following behind Lin Feng.
Opposite were the old man and the grocery shopkeeper. The shopkeeper waved his big hand and a large array appeared, "Sir, I want to go to the large array to see the instruments."
Lin Feng understood what the old man meant. He was afraid that he would snatch the things away directly, so he could feel more at ease by putting them in the big formation.
Lin Feng stepped into the formation and felt that it was no different from the outside world. There was a murderous intention hidden underneath the formation, and the formation was a bit weird.
Lin Feng stepped forward and picked up the box from the shopkeeper. When he opened the box, he saw half of the sword, the handle of the sword, and half of the sword.
Lin Feng saw that there was no spiritual power on the sword, and his hand gently touched the sword. Black energy rose from the sword, ghost energy?
Is there a ghost in the sword?
Lin Feng is holding half of the sword in his hand. There is a repulsive force on the sword. What is on it?
At this moment, a black light suddenly penetrated into Lin Feng's mind. Is this a body snatching?
This is not a ghost, this is the monk's soul. This is to seize oneself. The soul is higher than the Yuanying. What kind of thing is this??! Emperor Shitian did not kill himself, and finally died in the hands of an unknown junior. Even though the other person was an immortal with a soul, seeing the strength of her soul, she was just an ordinary earthly immortal and could not compare with him.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't help it. I will take good care of your body?"
The long-haired Yuanshen opened its mouth wide and bit Lin Feng's spirit infant's neck. Ordinary monks would seize the soul of the soul, but Nascent Soul and above would seize the soul of the spirit infant.
Lin Feng saw that the long-haired beauty's method of seizing the body was too domineering, and he immediately started sucking his own spiritual baby. This was really a good way to completely solve the problem.
Lin Feng's body couldn't move, and the power of many spirit infants to transform into gods was sucked away at once. Some of the power of Yuanying in the body was converted into the power of transforming into gods. There were also fairy spirits transformed by the power of Yuanying. The immortal power absorbed by the stone.
Although this is not a real immortal power, it is the first step to becoming an immortal. Without the immortal power in the body, a monk cannot become an immortal or a saint at all.
Lin Feng felt the pain in his body. Did I, Lin Feng, really die here? Not reconciled!
Lin Feng could not struggle, he only felt the pain of his spirit body, and felt the power in his body being slowly sucked away, "No!"
Lin Feng heard the opponent's roar, and a bolt of thunder shot out from Lin Feng's body. This was the Bixiao Divine Thunder. The divine thunder flashed and directly wrapped the soul. This was the cloak made of the Bixiao Divine Thunder. The power of thunder and lightning. It has long been in Yuanying's body.
This power of thunder and lightning is not driven by Lin Feng, but operates independently. This directly consumes a large part of the opponent's soul.
As soon as the soul was injured, the vines that trapped Lin Feng disappeared. Lin Feng saw that the opponent's body was half smaller. When Lin Feng's body moved, the soul chain directly locked the opponent.
Yuan Shen exerted force again, and the chain shook. It never broke open again and locked the opponent tightly.
Lin Feng¡¯s hands moved quickly, forming three soul-locking talismans in the air. The three soul-locking talismans flashed and all fell into the soul.
I only heard a long roar from the soul, "Ah!"
It's done!
The invading Yuan Shen has no way to do anything anymore. He cannot move at all under the influence of the divine rune. This soul lock has played too big a role. Since he got it, he has no chance to use it. This is because Lingying has no magic weapon at hand. Just gave it a try. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com