Chapter 126: The Primitive Country Bumpkin

Lin Chen was also stunned by Zhunti's familiarity.

Good fellow, I'm selling pocket jars, and you actually want to get it for free?

What do you mean by seeing you are pitiful, so I give you some opportunities?

People in the world say that the two saints of Lingshan are extremely shameless. Today, Lin Chen finally realized that this level of shamelessness is really unparalleled.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Zhunti, the opportunities here are not available to ordinary people."

"Without great luck and deep blessings, opportunities cannot be opened."

"And the opportunities here are paid."

Lin Chen has a free way to deal with this kind of monster who wants to get it for free.

"That's right, that's right!"

Zhunti kept nodding, with a look of trepidation.

This is a strong man who can control the power of chaos, not an ordinary person.

Knowing that this habitual subtlety almost angered the other party, Zhunti was scared and apologized quickly.

Lin Chen didn't care too much, ignored him, led him to the side of the booth, pointed to the pocket jar gameplay, "Take a look yourself, tell me what you need."

This Zhunti is not only seriously ill, but also has a bad brain. It's better to stay away from such people. Brain damage is contagious.

"Suck..."

Looking at the introduction on the booth, even if Zhunti was mentally prepared, he was shocked.

It can open the treasures of the universe, and as long as you have a deep blessing, even the chaos treasures have a chance to open.

"Senior, I dare to ask, is the blood-colored hammer of Tongtian from you?"

Thinking of the killing weapon that is not causal, and a hammer that blew up the slight sky, Zhunti couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

During the Conferred God Calamity period, the two saints directly played with each other's Taoism. Such a deep hatred, Tongtian will never swallow.

If they were hit by such a hammer from the Western world, wouldn't they die directly?

He didn't think Lingshan could withstand a blow more than Weixiaotian, nor did he think that the two saints were stronger than the Chaos Gods and Demons.

"Well, it came from the SSS-level epic jar."

Lin Chen naturally knew what the other party was thinking. That was a Chaos Avenue-level magic weapon. Who in the Three Realms wouldn't be jealous?

"May I ask, senior, what level of magic weapon is that hammer?"

Zhunti's eyes turned red, staring at the top of the exhibition stand, which exuded an endless mysterious aura of the pocket jar, as if he saw countless heaven-defying magic weapons waving at him.

"What level?"

"According to the classification standard of magic weapons in the myriad worlds, it is a Chaos Avenue-level magic weapon."

Zhunti was stunned when he heard this. What level is this?

Lin Chen once again had a clear understanding of the narrow-mindedness of the creatures in the three realms of the prehistoric world.

"According to your classification of prehistoric magic weapons, the Chaos Avenue level is a magic weapon of another realm that is superior to the Chaos Supreme Treasure."

The stunned Zhunti could no longer control his inner fear.

The Chaos Supreme Treasure, there are only a handful of them in the prehistoric world, and Tongtian actually has a hammer that is superior to the Chaos Supreme Treasure? How the hell is this going to work?

Just give up and let Tongtian rule the three realms.

"Isn't it more powerful than Pangu God's Pangu Axe?"

Zunti muttered, leaving Lin Chen speechless.

"Who said Pangu Axe is a Chaos Supreme Treasure?"

"The Chaos Avenue level magic weapon is a magic weapon that evolved autonomously from the Chaos Avenue."

Just like Pangu Axe and Creation Green Lotus, the realm you divided is not accurate at all. To be precise, your understanding of chaos is still limited.

Although saints can walk in chaos, they are just walking, and they are far from understanding the true meaning of chaos.

The three thousand gods and demons walked in the vast chaos, and only Pangu touched the core of chaos, which gave him the idea of ​​opening up a big world.

But Lin Chen would not say these, after all, the prehistoric world is still too weak now, and these advanced cognitions appearing in the prehistoric world may not be a good thing.

It will disrupt the current development and may inspire people's enthusiasm for pocket jars.

But this will also inspire people's exploration of chaos in disguise, and in that case, countless strong people will die because of him.

This kind of killing the chicken to get the eggs, he Lin Chen will not do.

The prehistoric world is already very chaotic, and these strong people can't do anything to each other.

In this way, they can continuously buy pocket jars and expand their own power. These strong people are treasures, and they provide Lin Chen with performance treasures.

One less is a huge loss of performance, and Lin Chen will naturally not let them go to the chaos to die.

Not to mention other things, any of the sleeve beasts in the depths of chaos, if you pull one out at random, is also at the level of Hunyuan Daluo, which is not comparable to this group of self-righteous saints.

"It is true!"

Zunti took a deep breath when he heard it.

Their vision is still too narrow, and their understanding of chaos is only the three thousand gods and demons mentioned by Daozu, and they know nothing else.

"Senior, I want to buy an SSS-level pocket can!"

In the end, Zhunti made up his mind. As a saint, he must treat himself with high standards and must enjoy the best, so as to show the dignity of the saint.

"Okay! How many are you going to buy?"

The other party finally made up his mind, and Lin Chen knew that it was time to harvest.

But looking at the other party's sloppy appearance, I guess this guy is also a poor guy, and he will definitely not bring much performance.

"Well..."

"Senior, can I have one first?"

Zhunti hesitated, and just now he was acting like he had 2.58 million, but when it came to paying for merit, he instantly became timid.

"Okay!"

There are plenty of merits in Lingshan, but he has not seen many people who are willing to spend them.

With a wave of his hand, he automatically deducted one million merits from Zhunti, and a jar instantly appeared in front of Zhunti.

Zhunti was sloppy and tattered.

He was unkempt, dressed like a beggar. Lin Chen did not even bother to check how many merits he had, because he did not believe that Zhunti could spend much merits.

The fact that the other party only wanted one jar confirmed what Lin Chen was thinking.

If Zhunti knew that he was despised by Lin Chen, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

It has been less than two months, and he has paid 20 billion in compensation to the underworld. Do you call this poor? Do you call this a beggar?

Lin Chen naturally didn't know about these things. He was a person who never left his house. In addition, no one had come to open the jar recently, and no one told him about this scandal, so he naturally didn't know about it.

Zhunti looked at the pocket jar floating in front of him, and his whole body was wrapped in a mysterious aura, which seemed extremely mysterious. '

He rubbed his hands, held it in his hands and looked up and down, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

"Just smash the jar, and the opportunity inside will appear."

Lin Chen really couldn't understand, is Lingshan really so barren?

A jar with a more luxurious shape, can you be so fascinated?

It's far worse than Haotian at the beginning. At least Haotian is not so unpresentable.