Shopkeeper Wu's thoughts were racing, and at this moment, a somewhat old-fashioned voice sounded in his mind.

"Promise him, just half an hour later, things won't be delayed any longer!"

Shopkeeper Wu felt a shiver in his heart. That was Yang Youxian's voice. It seemed that he was very attracted to the magic weapon Jiang Hai said.

But having said that, when did Yang Youxian stop being tempted by good things? If he could use them, he would keep some of them at a low price, and then honor his master with some of them;

If it cannot be used, it will definitely be sold later and sold at a higher level.

Of course, Yang Youxian could not see all the good things in the store. Shopkeeper Wu himself would also hide some of them, and of course Yang Youxian knew about them, but they were just tacitly understanding them.

Like today's inkstone, if Yang Youxian hadn't happened to come over, it might have been accepted by Shopkeeper Wu. After all, Confucian magic weapons are relatively rare outside.

"Okay, then in half an hour from my side, someone will go over to look for Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you think that's okay?"

"Half an hour?... That's fine too!"

After Li Yan said this, the person left quickly.

He could sense the existence of restrictions in this wing. Although he didn't know its specific functions, he had made a plan before coming.

The final transaction will never be carried out at the place specified by the other party. If you are not careful, the other party may find out something.

Half an hour later, at a street corner, Yang Youxian looked at a row of elegant courtyards diagonally opposite with an indifferent look on his face, without looking back, and said to shopkeeper Wu behind him.

"Okay, just wait for me here, I'll be right back!"

When he came here to trade, Cao Xun also went to other places in Fang City to purchase things with a depressed look on his face. Shopkeeper Wu simply accompanied him here because he had something to say to Yang Youxian.

As for whether Jiang Hai would set a trap to trap them, they didn't think about it at all. First, this was a city, but there were Nascent Soul monks in charge;

Secondly, after "Qingheju Inn" once killed some unsighted people with fierce methods, no one dared to cause trouble here anymore;

Third, the "Qionglin Sect" is also a major sect in this area, not just a small sect with cats and dogs. Yang Youxian himself is a veteran who is used to big storms.

Yang Youxian walked directly through the lotus pond, small bridge, corridor, and finally came to the door of a room. He knocked gently on the door.

"Is Fellow Daoist Jiang here? 'Xianbaofang' Yang Youxian interrupted!"

The door opened quietly, and Yang Youxian looked at a thin monk with triangular eyes, who nodded to him.

After a few breaths, the door to the room was closed tightly. Inside the house, not only had the original restrictions been opened, but there was also an additional formation.

Li Yanzheng put one hand on Yang Youxian's head, but Yang Youxian looked horrified, but could no longer move at all.

Immediately, a look of extreme pain appeared on his face, his two eyes protruded high, and his whole person shook like chaff.

This time, Li Yan did not want to waste mana on performing high-level soul searching techniques. Instead, he directly sealed the opponent's cultivation level, searched his soul in the most brutal way, and directly obtained all his memories.

This caused Yang Youxian to experience a pain that was worse than death. With every breath, his soul felt as if someone had taken it out and cut it bit by bit with a sharp knife. That kind of pain was simply unbearable.

Yang Youxian had no idea who the other party was. He was restrained easily as soon as he entered the room. Apart from the words he said outside the door, he didn't have the chance to say even a single word.

The memory of a golden elixir monk is also very huge. Li Yan's soul search took less than half a stick of incense.
Chapter completed!