After being raised by Nuwa for 1 years, I finally transformed

Now Qin Hao was completely confused.

"better one?"

"That's right, it's even better. Saint Hongjun gave his own futon to Immortal Teng, boy, do you know? Dao, it’s because of this dao futon.”

Nonsense!

The avenue futon was given to me by the dead ghost of Hongmeng.

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, Qin Hao set off a huge wave in his heart.

A little golden fairy actually knows so many secrets.

The point is, it's very likely to be true.

Qin Hao is not stupid either.

He didn't see the relationship between Hongmeng and Hongjun before, as his level improved.

He gradually realized this.

Back then, Hongmeng gave Nuwa and Tongtian futons, but later found out that they were Zijin futons.

The avenue futon that Hongmeng gave her was probably Hongjun's own.

Even if this Hongmeng is not Hongjun, it has something to do with Hongjun.

What shocked Qin Hao the most was not this.

But this person actually knows this.

It seems that the prehistoric era has spread all over the world.

He thought about it calmly.

It doesn't make sense!

Because of these things, Hongjun also did it very covertly.

Even Sanqing may not know.

How did the prehistoric monks know?

Qin Hao fell into a state of bewilderment.

The other party didn't know what Qin Hao was thinking, so he continued to yell.

"Choose the location at will, be late for class, leave early, go to bed, do whatever you want, anyway, the saint doesn't care. I heard that he even took the initiative to propose a marriage, and wanted to marry his apprentice to him. If the immortal head is not the saint's illegitimate son, I ...I'm going to eat shit."

puff!

Qin Hao sprayed directly.

His eyes turned black, and he almost fainted.

Nonsense.

"You...you are talking nonsense." Jiufeng was also anxious.

The other party had a smug smile on his face.

"Don't believe it? Do you want to ask me back, saying that the Teng Snake was pinched by Nu Wa?"

Jiufeng was astonished.

"How did you know I was going to ask that?"

"Hahaha, because Nuwa created the Teng Snake, it was just a sage's blindfold, the purpose is to make her illegitimate son have a clean background. Jun raised his eldest son, so as a reward, Nuwa has the futon seat."

puff!

Qin Hao sprayed again.

No alcohol, just nosebleeds.

Temporarily stuffy, silted up in the chest, directly spurting blood.

Is this my retribution for bragging?

Because it was his nonsense that made arrangements to fool others, and now it was his turn to be blackmailed and arranged by others.

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi!

Qin Hao burst into tears.

Japan and Europe.

He finally realized the power of a poisonous tongue.

It took him a long time before he recovered.

show.

Really too showy.

You are so good and have such a strong brain power, why don't you write novels.

Qin Hao dared to say that if this person had become an internet writer in his previous life.

One hundred thousand words are updated every day.

Hundreds of millions of readers and fans.

Punch Tang Sang and kick Potato.

. . . . . .

Chapter 193 Spirit Eye Fairy

"Fellow Daoist, you said that if a spirit treasure is found here, you really don't have to worry about others killing people to seize the treasure?"

"Okay, let me tell you again. When the market was first established, everyone's mentality was the same as yours at the beginning. They held a wait-and-see and skeptical attitude, and were afraid that their collections would be coveted by others."

"However, when they learned that this market was created by the head of the male immortal, the monks put down their guard and came to trade. Facts have proved that it is really safe here."

"As time goes by, one spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, and it didn't take long for the monks of the Great Desolation to flock to it."

"Originally, many monks got some extremely rare materials, because they didn't fit their own cultivation methods, so they couldn't use them, but they were reluctant to throw them away, and they were worried about being coveted by others. This is tasteless."

"It's different now. With the trading market created by Xianshou, and the powerful Wu Clan's suppression. They don't have to worry about being killed for treasure, and they can trade with peace of mind."

"It can be said that the rise of the trading market is what everyone expects. It's still the same sentence, Teng Snake has only been born for thousands of years, what knowledge does he have? Can he come up with such a good thing? It is clearly his father Hongjun who helped him think it up, The purpose is to gain merit and good fortune."

Puchi!

Qin Hao sprayed again.

At this moment, fierce shouts erupted from the crowd.

"Open, open, open!"

The man suddenly became excited.

"I won't talk nonsense with you. Today, a huge rough stone was sold here. The aura is overwhelming. Maybe a heavy treasure can be opened. The critical moment has come. I'm going to see the rough stone cutting."

The person flew up immediately after speaking, hovered above, and stared down.

Qin Hao and Jiufeng also floated up.

I saw a huge rough stone in the middle of the crowd.

The stone skin is dark brown, with divine patterns flashing on it, exuding powerful spiritual power.

Both the seller and the buyer stared excitedly at the stone.

Buyers appear to be looking for a cut.

Both sides are very excited.

The reason why I have been lingering is because I am worried that the things inside will be damaged.

The monk who talked to Qin Hao before had a nervous expression on his face.

"Why isn't it open yet?"

Qin Hao was also very curious.

What is in this rough stone?

Can it really breed other things?

With a thought, he remembered the Eye of Insight.

No one noticed that Qin Hao's eyes were shining purple.

After a while, Qin Hao took a deep breath.

The eye of insight can break through the cover of the innate god pattern, but it consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

This rough stone is really not simple, there is actually a piece of innate black iron the size of a fist inside.

The raw material of Qin Hao's Chaos Seal is this innate black iron.

It's just that the amount in the original stone is too small.

But for the prehistoric monks, it was definitely a heaven-defying opportunity.

It seems that the buyer of this rough stone is going to make a lot of money.

Qin Hao glanced at the man.

At this glance, he found an abnormality.

Although the buyer stared at the stone, there was not much tension on his face.

To put it bluntly, he was not as excited as the onlookers.

This is kind of weird.

The other party is only a mere golden immortal, and he is not a mortal guest in Zixiao Palace, and his family background is not too rich.

Betting on such a big rock, maybe it has already been poured out.

This kind of calm and breezy expression is totally not what a gambler should have!

Or, like Qin Hao, he has special means and already knows the result.

Either he is not the real buyer.

Qin Hao suddenly became interested in this matter.

after awhile.

Buyers appear to be risking it all.

Pointing to one side of the stone, "Cut it for me from here."

"Good!"

With an order, the seller's buddy immediately cut it down.

Everyone stretched their necks and stared at the stone.

"Long, long, long!"

Clang!

The cut stone fell down.

The cut surface, which is as warm as jade, looks like solidified lard.

"Yes...it is the best spirit stone!"

"The things wrapped in the best spirit stones are definitely not bad."

"Cut, cut, cut!"

"Keep cutting, there must be something good in the middle."

The people around are like chicken blood.

The buyer took advantage of the situation to show a look of joy.

"One more knife!"

Soon, the second knife went down.