Fantasy: I became the patriarch of the sect at the beginning

After finishing speaking, Brother Scarface sat down again and stuffed the spirit stone into his pocket.

The young man glanced at the jars in the back row. From the outside, there was no difference. If you probe with spiritual power, you will find that there are extremely strong seals on the jars.

In other words, in addition to observing with the naked eye, the rest can only rely on luck.

"I want the last four!"

The young man pointed to the four jars in the corner. The four jars were all pitch black and looked dilapidated, as if they had been around for a long time.

Scarface waved his hand casually.

Four jars flew out of nowhere to the young man's feet.

See this scenario.

Ye Qing's pupils shrank slightly, he is not a novice who just came out, after two months of cramming, he knows that fetching things from the air is a method that can only be used in the sky-reaching realm.

The seemingly ordinary pot merchant in front of him is actually a master of the Tongtian Realm?

Ye Qing swallowed.

In fact, the shock lasted only a few seconds, and he immediately focused on the four jars.

Compared to Brother Scarface's strength, I am more curious about what can be opened in the jar!
In front of the booth.

The young man took a deep breath, picked up the first jar, hesitated for a few seconds, tore off the seal on the mouth of the jar, and took out the contents.

It's a locked box.

The young man was short of breath for a while. Generally, there must be good things in this kind of box. Could it be that his character has exploded?
The people around looked at the box and started to discuss: "It's a box, so there must be something good in it?"

"It's really hard to say, but Scarface's pot is nine times out of ten, and it's basically impossible to have something good!"

"That's not necessarily true. You forgot that last month, that bottle of pills was returned?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone was suddenly silent.

Indeed, who would have thought that Brother Scarface's pot could contain a magical medicine like Dahuandan, and it is rumored that taking one pill would increase the chance of breaking through the life palace realm by [-]%!
Don't underestimate the [-]% chance, even a [-]% chance is worth it for a monk!
Click!

The young man opened the box full of anticipation, but when he saw what was in the box, his expression immediately collapsed.

It was empty inside.

Not even a hair!

see.

Ye Qing looked stunned, this is too cheating, there is still something in the poisoned milk powder jar.

What is this jar?

Everyone laughed and said: "Huh? There is really nothing, why am I not surprised at all, hahahaha!"

"It's been said that Brother Scarface's pot is out of ten bets and nine loses!"

"Buy a box for fifty spirit stones, it's amazing!"

Hearing the discussions around, the young man angrily threw the box on the ground, and then set his eyes on the remaining three jars.

This time he didn't bother, and opened three jars in one go.

After a few minutes.

The young man looked at the stone in his hand, and really wanted to cry, but out of three jars, two bottles of waste medicine were opened, and one broken stone.

Two hundred spirit stones can buy ten women to go home and play.

He was kicked by a donkey in the head, so he ran over to open the jar!

"Boss, isn't your jar too bad? I have two hundred spirit stones, and I haven't opened anything!"

The young man looked at Brother Scarface dissatisfied.

"Young man, don't you look at the signboard of this stall before buying?"

Brother Scarface knocked on the wooden board next to it, and it said: Once the jar is sold, it will not be returned or exchanged, and the store will not be responsible for it! "

"you!"

The young man was speechless with anger, turned his head and left the crowd.

Seeing that there was one more person who suffered a disadvantage, the passers-by who watched all smiled contentedly.

Sure enough, happiness is built on the pain of others!
It seems that there will be no people who open the cans in a short while, and the people watching the excitement are about to leave.

A voice came over.

"Boss, I want to open the jar!"

Upon hearing this, the people who were about to leave immediately stopped, and they all looked at the speaker with weird faces.

Are you really a tough guy?

The person who came was Ye Qing.

Seeing that the ancestor wanted to open the jar, Zhou Wannian hurriedly followed him, and he was still persuading in a low voice: "Ancestor, think twice before acting. You have also seen that opening the jar is a gamble!"

Ye Qing shook his head, said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll just play around and have fun!"

"That's fine."

Zhou Wannian heaved a sigh of relief, he was afraid that his ancestors would come to him, as if he opened the jar for the first time and almost lost his fortune.

Ye Qing squatted in front of the booth, he looked at the jars, they looked the same, some were big and some were small, and the colors were different.

"The jars in the first three rows, every ten spirit stones, the jars in the last three rows"

Brother Scarface glanced at Ye Qing, after introducing the price, he lowered his head again, showing no interest.

"Old Ancestor, why don't we just open a pot in the first three rows and have fun." Zhou Wannian asked tentatively.

Ye Qing didn't answer, he was still looking at those jars, he looked very carefully, almost every one of them was missed.

till the end.

His gaze finally stopped. It was a black jar, which looked small and exquisite, the size of a palm at most.

But the strange thing is that the jar is not in the last three rows, but placed alone in front of Scarface.

Ye Qing pointed to the jar and asked: "Boss, how do you sell that jar?"

"Do not sell!"

Brother Scarface didn't even raise his head, he directly rejected Ye Qing.

"Not for sale?"

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then asked puzzledly: "Boss, since you are open for business, why don't you sell it?"

"Because you can't afford the price!"

Scarface replied coldly.

"Then you set a price. If you don't even set a price, how do you know I can't afford it?" Ye Qing asked with a frown.

"Two thousand spirit stones, do you have any?"

Brother Scarface looked at Ye Qing playfully.

"Two thousand spirit stones?"

The onlookers gasped, this is not a small amount of money, even if it is only five hundred spirit stones to buy a property in Tianfeng City, two thousand spirit stones is enough to exchange for a big house!
Hearing this, Ye Qing hesitated.

He just wanted to open a pot for fun. With such a large amount, what can he get out of it?
Zhou Wannian looked at Ye Qing's frown.

Confused for a while.

Although there are a lot of these two thousand spirit stones, my wife can still take them out. Should he give them to the ancestor?

"Master, this disciple has five hundred rough stones, you can use them first!"

Without any hesitation, Yun Ying gave Ye Qing all the savings in her pocket.

Because she believed in Master's choice.

From Master's perspective, if you can see something, it means that this thing is definitely not simple!
"Yunying."

Holding the spirit stone, Ye Qing felt guilty for a while, he just wanted to have fun, and didn't intend to open the jar of two thousand spirit stones.

This is all of Yunying's savings, if he loses all of it, how can he, as a master, have the face to face others!
Besides, these five hundred spirit stones are not enough, the number is much worse.

Just when Ye Qing was about to return the spirit stone to Yunying.

Zhou Wannian took out a bag and stuffed it into Ye Qing's hands: "Old Ancestor, here is my wife's book, a total of [-] spirit stones, you can use them!"