Chapter 1810 Give Us 2 Days

Latest website: Jiang Cheng deliberately remained silent for three minutes.

So the whole audience was silent for so long.

It gave Anxu enough time to 'remember'.

It wasn't until he was almost done thinking about it that Brother Cheng shook his head in disappointment.

"It seems you still can't do it."

"Since it doesn't work, what big talk did you just say? I was pleasantly surprised, thinking that I had really found a qualified business partner."

The implication is that Jingxian Palace is not qualified.

"That's all, it seems that I found the wrong one in this Jingxian Palace."

"If you want to sell these Taoist artifacts, you should go find someone else."

After saying that, he put away all the Taoist tools, took Can Ling's hand and turned to leave.

Many immortals had already made up their minds after seeing this scene.

Follow Jiang Cheng next.

It's not just to kill people and seize treasures. With the Taoist saint Can Ling here, they have to think about themselves.

But just to be able to buy one of them.

In front of Anxu, they didn't dare to steal business, but out of the sight of Jingzhu Immortal Mansion, who would care?

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was about to leave Xiancheng, An Xu wanted to rush forward and take action many times.

In the end, the person who rushed forward was Taoist Wenchu.

"Your Excellency, please wait."

Facing Can Ling, he didn't dare to make a move and just stopped Jiang Cheng again.

Brother Cheng glared deliberately, "What? You can't afford it, and you want to detain someone by force?"

Wenchu ​​quickly waved his hand, "Your Excellency, you have misunderstood. Our Jingxian Palace is engaged in business. Being friendly makes us rich. How could we do that kind of thing?"

"Your chamber of commerce is not large enough to be my partner. I have no business to discuss with you."

Jiang Cheng, who had never even set up a stall, acted as if he had once opened a large cross-regional chamber of commerce.

However, Chu Daosheng could only accept his trick.

Because those nine eighth-level Taoist weapons cannot be let go just like this.

Once Jiang Cheng leaves Xiaomang Territory, there will be nothing left for them to do.

He tried hard to smile and persuaded.

"Your Majesty really underestimates us."

"The strength of our Jingxian Palace is definitely more than what you see in front of you."

Jiang Cheng finally showed some interest, "Do you have more materials?"

"Yes, of course!"

"where?"

"At the back!"

Taoist Wenchu ​​quickly explained.

"We can't put all the materials in the headquarters. There are more treasure troves in the rear where there are more materials."

"Let alone nine eighth-level Taoist weapons, even if there are nineteen, we can still get them."

"Can you get all nineteen items?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with joy.

Seeing his reaction, Wenchu ​​and the immortals in the distance almost screamed again.

No way?

Do you really have nineteen eighth-level Taoist weapons?

How big is that ancient treasure?

Why did you get hit by this kid?

"Yes, it is!"

Wenchu ​​nodded heavily.

"As long as you give us some time to collect materials from the treasure house at the rear, we will definitely be able to eat nineteen pieces."

Because he was afraid that Jiang Cheng would leave, he continued to persuade: "Your treasure is really amazing. To be honest, no chamber of commerce in the Yuanxian world can take it alone."

"And not to mention other people, they can't even take it out."

"It is definitely the wisest choice to choose our Jingxian Palace!"

Brother Cheng glanced sideways at him and curled his lips.

"How long is that time?"

"Brother, there are tens of billions per second. Time is very precious."

Taoist Wenchu ​​didn't know what tens of billions meant. Was he referring to Yuan Xianjing?

However, he could hear the looseness in Jiang Cheng's words.

"Two days!"

He raised two fingers and replied decisively: "We will definitely be able to get it together in two days at most!"

Brother Cheng pretended to think for more than ten seconds before reluctantly nodding.

"Okay, I'll give you two days."

"Very good!"

Taoist Wenchu ​​was overjoyed.

Then he nodded and bowed to lead Brother Cheng.

"Your Excellency, please come here and stay in our Jingxian Palace for the past two days..."

Jiang Cheng paused.

He looked meaningfully into Wenchu's eyes and suddenly smiled.

"There's no need for a place to live, I have it myself."

After saying that, he sacrificed his palace.

Wenchu ​​understood what he meant. He couldn't trust Jingxian Palace.

But this is also human nature.

Anyone with so many treasures would probably have to guard against others as much as they guard against thieves.

After returning to the palace, Anxu, who had been gloomy all the way, immediately broke out.

Puff!

Boom boom!

In just ten seconds, more than twenty maids and attendants in the palace were beaten until they vomited blood and flew backwards.

In addition, several side halls and gardens were reduced to ruins.

As for the reason, it was just that I had held in too much anger in Jiangcheng just now and needed to vent it.

"Why are you stopping me!"

"You actually begged him to stay in such a low voice, you have simply disgraced our Jingzhu Immortal Mansion!"

"And where do we have any treasure?"

Wen Chu secretly cursed, "If I didn't stop him, what could you do to him?"

However, he did not dare to say this openly.

Because he knew very well that if he were not a Taoist saint, he might have been beaten to death by this second generation ancestor.

Who wants someone to have a Taoist father?

"Young Master, don't you want those nine Taoist tools?"

An Xu said harshly: "Of course I want it!"

Wenchu ​​smiled slightly, "That's why I kept them for a bigger plan!"

The anger in Anxu's eyes quickly faded.

In its place is greed.

"Are you trying to stabilize them and then mobilize experts from the Immortal Mansion to surround and kill them?"

He quickly became elated.

"Haha, yes, that's what you should do!"

"Call some more Taoist saints from the headquarters and chop that kid into meat paste. Won't all the Taoist weapons belong to us?"

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

He suddenly shook his head again.

"No, don't kill him, cripple him and let me torture him!"

"I want him to understand how miserable the consequences of disrespecting me will be! And that dragon clan..."

Thinking of that scene, he almost got wet.

Taoist Wenchu ​​silently watched the second generation ancestor dream, as if he were a fool.

I couldn't complain for a while.

It wasn't until Anxu had enough venting in his head that he slowly asked a few questions.

"The strength of that Dragon Clan Taoist Saint is extraordinary. With my strength, even three or five of them will not be able to suppress her."

"What?"

As a Taoist master, Anxu had never realized Can Ling's strength before, and was extremely shocked at this time.

"Is she that strong?"

"Um!"

Wenchu ​​nodded solemnly.

"And I noticed that she majors in speed. Even if we are attacked by more than ten Taoist saints, she will most likely escape unscathed!"

"So, it's not realistic to keep her."

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Anxu, who had just been wetted, was furious, and his face was distorted.

"What do you do for food, so useless?"

"It's a pity that my father is practicing in seclusion and is preparing to fight for the divine position. Otherwise, if he were to take action, he wouldn't have to show his embarrassment like you losers!"