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The way to suppress the breath? Feng Jun was very happy, this is what I want.

However, when dealing with Liang Zhongyu, it is still good to have multiple minds. He touched his chin and spoke a little reluctantly, "but I value ... not this."

Liang Zhongyuxin said that of course I know that what you value is not this, but I can't give you the other things like this, "This ... is in the same vein, you have looked at the front, and you have an estimate of the method behind."

Feng Jun hesitated and shook his head, "Forget it, I didn't bring so many spirit stones, ears of ten merit points, you give me the method of suppressing breath."

"I'm losing money!" Liang Zhongyu couldn't help crying.

They were chatting with others behind their backs. When he called, everyone turned around and looked over.

"Then forget it," Feng Jun said lightly. "You are going to sell me what I don't want to buy. I just want to ask, who is buying and selling?"

"You can't have any spirit stones on you," Liang Zhongyu said steadily, "right?"

Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "Yeah."

When Liang Zhongyu heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He thought that the other party might deny it and bargain ... Isn't that what happened?

But you just admit it directly, you don't want to give me the spirit stone? "Lao Feng, you're a little dishonest."

Feng Jun looked at him with a smile, "Then you are sincere?"

The two bargained for half a day, and finally concluded the business with ten merit points and three hundred spirit stones.

Liang Zhongyu didn't think he was losing money. He believed that Qi Qi was only suitable for special occasions, and the method of improving breath would be more valuable.

But what troubled him was that he could not rest for the next whole night-to write the method silently.

This method of using breath does not have many words, that is, about 3,000 words, and there are no errors or omissions. The key is to taste the essence.

Liang Zhongyu has been using this method for a long time, and he has a very deep feeling for himself. Explaining it personally is better than Feng Jun's own understanding. In comparison, those mistakes and omissions are less important.

So by noon the next day, Feng Jun basically understood this application.

He personally tested it and found that it really reduced the breath to the first level of gas refining, so he puffed his mouth with regret, "Huh, five hundred spirit stones learned this thing, learned it in one day, and there is no formal merit. Law book, Lao Liang, you deserve to be a profiteer. "

"Satiate you," Liang Zhongyu snorted angrily, "If it's not for the sake of comrades, I'm anxious for merit, and I won't be so cheap. At least I can't ask you for eight thousand spirits ? "

"Baqianling?" Feng Jun looked at him with a smile, "You are planning to sell stamps?"

Hearing this, Liang Zhongyu couldn't help but tremble. The Soul Imprint Technique is ... compared to that, the other party's words are obvious. If he is too ignorant, there might be something bad happening.

Of course, this should only be a threat, otherwise he wouldn't speak out so directly, but he thought about it and found that Feng Jun might not be ... really had the energy to capture himself and search the soul.

Therefore, Liang Zhongyu felt that there was no need to provoke the other party at this time, and he felt that the other party was very likely to buy a follow-up method. "Are n’t you familiar with Tiantong? You can go and find out that my method is 3,000 expensive. "

"Okay, I can feel it myself," Feng Jun was not interested in the follow-up exercises, but he couldn't say it directly, he just smiled and said, "I have to deduce that there are no traps in the Famen."

Liang Zhongyu sighed helplessly, "Ah, the credibility of the manuscript is low."

In the afternoon, start to register merit points, divided into twelve windows, in addition to someone recording and distributing merit points, there are special people to spot check to see when the spirit beast was killed.

If you do n’t just put an ear on it, you can be considered as a war. Otherwise, someone who has hundreds of ears in his hand and has been kept in a storage bag, has to stand for a few years and wait until a wave of spirit beasts invade. Anymore?

However, the exact time of beheading is not a good judgment, within a month ... the difference is not bad.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jun was faintly surprised-he regained his breath many times on the plane of the earth, but it also took some time.

In the end, there is not too much time wasted, otherwise it is really dangerous.

He originally planned to exchange seventeen merit points, but since he knew that merit points were so easy to use, he simply exchanged thirty-two points-of which twenty points, he intended to use for a permanent resident account, other Twelve points maneuver.

In addition, he sold ten points to Liang Zhongyu, that is, he took out ears worth 42 merit points.

This is a bit contrary to his original intention of "insignificant development", but there is no way, ten merit points can be saved from death.

Fortunately, he traded ten merit points, only thirty-two in his hand, and it looks ... at least not too dazzling.

In fact, he still thought much about this point. When he registered, he discovered that although most people have few merit points, there are many people with thirty or fifty merit points, and even hundreds of points can be seen from time to time. people.

He didn't want to sell merit points, but some people pointed to selling merit points to make money.

For example, those cultivators who come to Qiuchen once in a while, but are called up, are not necessarily coming to Qiuchen since then. What do you want this merit to do?

Anyway, Feng Jun ’s thirty-two meritorious points only let the registered person raise his head and gave him a slightly surprised look. When he found out that he was a high-ranking person, he bowed his head without asking anything.

This merit point is directly recorded on the identity card, tied to the identity, and it seems a bit of a driver's license point.

Feng Jun registered the merit points and walked a few steps forward. Suddenly, three or four people came over. "Is there any spirit animal material in the hands of adults? We buy at a high price."

Those who are here may be buying at a high price? Feng Jun didn't believe it at all, and went out without looking directly.

He behaves very cold, but others will not let him go-this person can have thirty-two merit points.

After a few more steps, he was finally annoyed, "Give up, give up, I don't sell ... I want to use it myself!"

Seeing him annoyed, many people did not dare to get entangled again, but a mid-level cultivator of Qi cultivation smiled and said, "Adult thirty-two merit points, so many materials, may not be used up?"

Feng Jun gave him a deep look, as if he wanted to have an attack. In the end, he just raised his finger to the other party, showing his fierce light, and said nothing, but the intention was self-evident-boy, I remember you.

He smelled a strong calculation, but if he attacked at this time, he would not only lose his identity but also arouse more attention.

"Give up, give up," Just then, someone next to them shouted loudly that it wasn't Liang Zhongyu who was the other.

Although he was a little fat, he was extremely agile. He jumped over directly and put his hand on Feng Jun ’s shoulder, scolding others, “It ’s good to let you come here to collect materials. We would like to sell it. Acting jealously? "

Although this man looks like a businessman, but in temperament, he is born with a kind of social oil-like ruff. Once he exports, others can feel the difficulty of this person, and can only be honestly let go.

Feng Jun sighed as if he didn't have this kind of "do not get close to others" temperament-there is no way to look so handsome, you can get a good impression at a glance, it is not a diversion.

Pushing the crowd apart, Liang Zhongyu spoke with a smile, "Old Feng, I found that I still underestimated you, sold me ten merits, and you still have more than thirty merits ... How many spirit beasts did you kill in the end? ? "

"How much is it important to kill?" Feng Jun smiled slightly. "I'm in good shape, can I pick up my ears ... will it succeed?"

Liang Zhongyu's eyes rolled back, "Did you pick up the ears of the wild beast?"

"I found it," Feng Jun nodded and said seriously, "I'm worried about being too public, and I'm embarrassed to change merit."

"Haha," Liang Zhongyu laughed in the sky and raised his hand to pat his shoulder. "Old Feng, you are really humorous, but anyway, I admire your mentality."

Feng Jun's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Why don't people of this year like to listen to the truth?"

The two chatted a few more times and then parted ways.

Feng Jun came to the inn he had set up, just in time to catch Jing Qingyang and Chen Junsheng looking at the door.

When he asked, he knew that after cooperating with this battle for more than 20 days, everything in Qiuchen Fairy City had gone up in price-even house prices had gone up.

Because they lived earlier, and the innkeepers also paid more attention to face. As mentioned earlier, people in this society generally pay more attention to reputation, so they did not increase their housing prices.

But prices are rising day by day, and the shopkeepers ca n’t eat it anymore. A few days ago, he said gently that everyone else ’s prices have risen. If you do n’t increase the prices, we are losing money. .lightnovelpub.net ~ Would you like to try it elsewhere?

The point is that no one knows when this battle will be fought.

In addition to the materials needed for combat, there is actually no shortage of daily necessities, but the merchants ca n’t afford to sell them, and the price of Lingmi has risen by 50%.

Chen Junsheng they also knew that the boss was right, but it was not appropriate to leave like this. Not to mention, among the five people in their party, the two who had the highest cultivation level were two deceased and four floors. Not easy to find.

So Chen Junsheng and Jing Qingyang said that we do n’t have to make meals at the inn, can we just go find our own meals?

Later, in the past few days, two people were doing odd jobs, earning five people to eat.

But they do not complain about the shopkeeper, just one sentence-in case of war, these conditions are normal.

Right now I heard that the cultivators have won, and it is estimated that Feng Jun is coming back soon. The two talents are waiting at the door.

Feng Jun listened to them and could only shake his head and sigh, "Ah ... well, it won't be like this in the future."