"Why, we don't seem to know each other very well, right?"

Wang Weichu gave up the empty seat he found earlier and sat next to Zhou Yan.

"Don't be so petty. How about making friends? I have some good stuff here. One pill to refresh your mind, two pills to keep you tired, and three pills to make you immortal. Do you want some?"

Zhou Yan saw the familiar Wang Weichu looking around, then carefully unzipped half of his schoolbag, and then put the mouth of the schoolbag in front of his eyes for him to see.

Seeing Wang Weichu being so cautious, Zhou Yan showed an excited expression on his face.

"Okay, Lao Wang, I didn't expect you to sell these part-time."

Then Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to open the mouth of his schoolbag a little, and then turned his head to look.

"This stuff is usually blue, isn't it? Isn't this a fake medicine?"

Wang Weichu was stunned when he heard Zhou Yan's question.

Then he took out his mobile phone and searched for it before handing it to Zhou Yan.

"This is the right color for the Spiritual Preservation Pill, look."

After Zhou Yan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, he hesitated and said: "Storing Spirit Pill, what did I think it was..."

After speaking, the voice became smaller and smaller.

Wang Weichu was a little confused: "You just said you want it or not?"

"Why do I need a spiritual elixir?"

"Don't you rich second generation take drugs to practice?" Wang Weichu asked.

"Well, I've already spent all my pocket money this month, and I can't afford it. By the way, what is the Spirit Storage Pill for?"

Wang Weichu looked at Zhou Yan like an idiot, and then pulled out the introductory effect of Chu Ling Dan from his phone to show him.

After reading the introduction, Zhou Yan was a little excited: "What a good thing. How do you sell this spiritual elixir? Can you get it on credit?"

However, Wang Weichu ignored him and left.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan quickly grabbed Wang Weichu and said, "Don't ask, I'll give you a credit. I'll give it to you after the living expenses arrive next month."

After all the hard work, Wang Weichu sat down again.

"There are 30 pieces in total. The online price is 15 pieces. You also need to pay for express delivery. I think 14 pieces is not too much for you, right?"

Before Zhou Yan could speak, Wang Weichu seemed to have thought of something and interrupted: "But you are on credit and it won't be settled until next month, so I'll count you as 15."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something but didn't say anything anymore: "Old Wang, you are really good at business. I want it. A total of 450 low-grade spiritual stones. I'll give it to you at the beginning of next month."

After hearing that Zhou Yan was sure to take it, Wang Weichu showed a satisfied smile, took out the red transparent plastic bag filled with spiritual pills from his schoolbag, and handed it to Zhou Yan.

After Zhou Yan took the red transparent plastic bag, he felt a trace of regret in his heart: "Old Wang, are you going to use this bag to store the elixir for improving your cultivation? This elixir of yours is not fake, is it?"

Wang Weichu said sternly: "You can say that I am a profiteer or a shady businessman, but you cannot say that I am an unscrupulous businessman. Besides, I will cheat no one but my classmates!"

Seeing Wang Weichu say this, Zhou Yan felt relieved, but he still complained: "Then you should at least change the packaging bag to a better one. This is so low-grade. Those who don't know think I picked up a bunch of shit balls.

Take it back."

"You've already taken credit and still have so many demands. Let's read your book."

The two chatted for a while, and both felt that they had met each other too late.

During the chat, Wang Weichu learned that Zhou Yan came from a big family and he was the son of the patriarch.

However, the position of patriarch is not a hereditary and replacement mechanism, but is earned based on ability.

Therefore, the resources allocated to the younger generation in the family are considered fair. If you want to get more resources than others, you must show outstanding abilities and qualifications.

"How much pocket money do you usually have per month?"

Wang Weichu asked curiously.

Zhou Yan replied without thinking: "Generally, for someone like me who has just become a monk, with the monthly training resources given by my family and the pocket money given by my parents, I can have about 10 middle-grade spiritual stones in a month.

."

Wang Weichu opened his mouth wide.

1,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones are inhumane!

"No, you spent all these spiritual stones at the beginning of the month?"

Zhou Yan nodded, and then told Jiang Che happily: "You don't know, on the day of admission, I found a trading market near the college. I saw a high-grade sword weapon at that time, and I fell in love with it deeply.

.Then I spent all my family property and bought the sword."

Wang Weichu could see from Zhou Yan's expression that he really liked that sword.

It seems to be a magic weapon.

Just when Wang Weichu wanted to see the magic weapon, Zhou Yan had already taken out the sword from his storage bag and laid it horizontally in front of Wang Weichu.

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll let you see my sword. I also named it Hushanxing!"

When Wang Weichu stared at this tiger mountain line intently.

Zhou Yan stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and his left hand held the scabbard.

Then he made a cool poss and drew the sword forcefully.

The moment the sword came out of his body, Wang Weichu clearly felt the surge of spiritual power around him.

Then a yellow light spot appeared near the sword, as brilliant as starlight.

When Zhou Yan unsheathed all the Hushanxing swords, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.

A ray of yellow light flew out from "Tiger Mountain Journey" and gathered around Zhou Yan's body.

"Drink!"

As Zhou Yan spoke, all the yellow light gathered behind Zhou Yan, condensing into a lifelike afterimage of the tiger, which was more than two meters high.

"Roar!"

I saw that the afterimage of the tiger also let out a fierce cry, and then stared at Wang Weichu.

"How handsome! If you ask me, the special effects of this magic weapon are worth the price!"

However, Wang Weichu has not yet waited for his answer.

A spell fell from the sky, freezing Zhou Yan in place.

Unable to move, Zhou Yan winked at Wang Weichu crazily.

Wang Weichu ignored him and pretended not to recognize him and continued to read "On the Caution of Battles Between Monks".

"Who told you to make such a loud noise in the library? I don't know if you need to go to the retreat room to test the magic weapon."

After two hours of verbal education, the librarian let Zhou Yan go because he was a freshman and didn't understand the rules.

When Zhou Yan returned to his seat, he looked at Wang Weichu: "Old Wang, you are not kind. Why didn't you remind me when the administrator came, causing me to be educated by him for two hours? He almost sprayed me.

My face is drooling, I’m immobilized and I can’t resist!”

Wang Weichu spread his hands and said: "You are a dead Taoist, but I am not a poor Taoist. I see that you are only half way through your cool show, so I can't bear to disturb you."

"That's right, this magic weapon is handsome. I just liked its unsheathing effect, so I bought it at no cost."

Wang Weichu thought for a while and expressed the same thing.

The moment Zhou Yan drew out his sword, coupled with the special effects, he was instantly on top.

It also comes with appearance sound effects.
Chapter completed!