Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 272 Vulcan Whip

"Chongbao is alive?"

Jun Guling frowned. During the journey, she did find many people, but she never expected that it was the reason.

But since he has caught up, there is no reason to miss it.

"Old man, do you know what a treasure it is?"

While speaking, Jun Guling took out a bag of Lingshi from the storage bag and threw it over. The old woman took it and a smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

"The little girl knows the rules, but she is very similar to someone I know."

The old woman looked at Jun Guling again, and saw that her eyes were clear and did not dodge, so she put away the Lingshi and began to talk.

"Does girl know the origin of Yannan Mountain?"

"I know a thing or two. I heard that this place is full of red flames for thousands of miles all year round. There is no one inhabited. There is no one in the south of the flames that can be crossed. That's how it got the name Yannan Mountain. In fact, there is no one to hide from the red flames!!!"

The old woman nodded and said: "Yes, it was only later that the power of the sky gradually subsided, and some people had the courage to go here to search for gold, and there has always been a rumor in Yannan Mountain that when the gods and demons fought, the fire god was buried with his blazing face." From here, it has led to Yannan's red land thousands of miles away, and the fireworks are endless."

"therefore."

Before the old woman could finish speaking, a woman in a fiery red dress with a flamboyant temperament appeared in Jun Guling's mind, holding a Vulcan whip in her hand.

"It's the Vulcan Whip, right?"

Jun Guling suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party. The old woman was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said, "It's very likely."

For some reason, Jun Guling suddenly felt extremely depressed in his heart, and said with a sleepy expression: "Well, I see, thank you for letting me know."

After speaking, he took out another pack of Lingshi and handed it over.

"We won't bother you any more. Take these spirit stones and prepare a map for us by the way. This time I'm here to find the place where the fire spirit lives."

After the old woman accepted the spirit stone, she gave them a very detailed map, which not only marked the detailed location of the ore and the spirit plant, but also several forbidden places where the spirit of fire might be bred.

Even before leaving the house, she gave Jun Guling a piece of old remnant jade.

"This?"

When Jun Guling saw this remnant jade, his heart was a little turbulent, while the old woman smiled lovingly and said: "My Rong clan has been guarding here for generations, but now I am the only one left, little girl, I see you have a good chance , I will give it to you, cough, cough, cough—"

"Old man?"

But before Jun Guling could speak, the person in front of him suddenly became blurred and slowly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Only Gu Linyuan and her were left looking at each other.

He has stayed here for generations, why did he give her such a precious token after seeing her?
Last time she came, she didn't get this kind of treatment.

Jun Guling frowned deeply, and he was even more worried along the way.

She felt that all these seemingly normal and extremely abnormal things had a strong relationship with the seal of her sea of ​​consciousness, but she had no clue about that seal.

The weather in Nanzhou is hot and dry, as if the sky is on fire.

Even if they are cultivated, they are quite distressed.

This is a paradise for fire-type monks, but it is a bit miserable compared to other types, especially wood-type and water-type monks.

Gu Linyuan is a mutated Leilingen, this environment is nothing to him, but Jun Guling, who was born in Wulinggen, is still quite affected. Fortunately, this [Immortal Drunken Purple Cloud Butterfly (Dharma)] vestment on her is enough awesome.

Not only is the cassock beautiful, but the formation of the cassock itself is also very powerful. In this scorching South Continent hinterland, not only is she not affected by the scorching sun, but she feels refreshed and pleasant.

"Staller, how do you sell this [Red Flame Stone]?"

"Hey, fairy, you really have a good eye. The purity of our [Red Flame Stone] is unsurpassed in Yannan. It only costs 100 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone."

Jun Guling twitched the corners of his mouth, squatted down, picked up a piece and shook it in his hand, "You still say that you have the highest purity in Yannan in terms of its appearance? Excuse me?"

The stall owner rubbed his hands with a look of embarrassment and laughed.

"Fairy, don't look at it, but it's really pure inside, high-"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and he saw that the fairy-like fairy in front of him took out a big hammer at some point, and he was stunned, and smashed it down with the hammer.

boom--

The [Red Flame Stone] was smashed into a discus, and impurities flew all over the place.

The stall owner was dumbfounded and gave a thumbs up.

"High, it is high!"

And Jun Guling put away the big hammer with a faint smile, straightened his hair slowly and said: "Staller, can you tell me a price?"

What can the stall owner say?
In front of other experts, his tricks are basically useless.

Since you want to do business, you have to lower your value.

"The fairy is hiding something deep, she's a little blind, so how about giving you this number? 20 yuan for low-grade spirit stones, it can't be lower."

Jun Guling couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, she was convinced by the inflated price!

However, for her who is seriously short of spirit stones, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, so she continued to chop, and finally reached a deal with ten low-grade spirit stones.

Although the stall owner was very heartbroken, but thinking of selling a lot of goods, he endured it. More importantly, he got a refiner. Although she is a female cultivator, with that kind of attitude, the refiner should not be bad. Bar?
Although the stall owner was apprehensive, he was full of anticipation when he thought that the other party had promised to refine a magic weapon for him.

Compared to the two enjoying themselves as host and guest, Gu Linyuan at the side was obviously not used to it.

Isn't it just some Lingshi?
Has she bargained so far with others?
Naturally, he couldn't understand the joy of bargaining.

Jun Guling didn't care about Gu Linyuan's cold face throughout the whole process. He first bought [Red Flame Stone], and then bought [Crimson Fruit] [Red Blood Vine] and other local special spiritual plants.

You know, these are all good things. If they are brought to other continents, they can be doubled at least. If they are brought to Beizhou, they will be even more powerful, at least four or five times.

Therefore, many dart runners took risks, but Nanzhou and Beizhou were far apart, and the road was difficult and dangerous. In the past, most of them escaped death, and most of the people with high cultivation level had status and status. How could they have the skill to do such things?
Poor Jun Gu Ling went to such pains in order to earn some Lingshi.

After searching around in the square market, I finally walked back satisfied.

I feel very happy along the way.

"Hey, let me tell you, we can make a lot of money now, the [Red Flame Stone] here is so cheap, although the purity is average, but if it costs about ten yuan, it is enough for a magic sword , This is only the cost of more than 100 spirit stones. Based on my refining technique, it is at least a top-grade magic weapon. Maybe I am lucky to use a top-grade magic weapon. Do you know how many spirit stones a top-grade magic weapon can get? Say less It also costs two to three thousand yuan, so that we can earn back some of the spirit stones we spent earlier."

"However, it doesn't matter if you are unlucky and can only practice a low-grade magic weapon. At worst, you can sell three or four hundred spirit stones. It's not a loss no matter what."

"Your medicine is almost used up. I need to prepare a few more pictures before entering Yannan Mountain."

Jun Guling talked all the way to himself, and Gu Linyuan, who was next to her in black clothes, held the magic sword, looked at her with gentle eyes and nodded, "Well, I will forge iron ingots for you."

"real or fake?"

Jun Guling looked at him with a smile, and Gu Linyuan said solemnly: "It's not like I haven't hit iron before."

"Yes, hahaha, hahaha——"

The two of them talked and laughed and went back to the temporarily rented cave.

Little did he know that all of this was being seen by others.

"What did you say? That nun is actually a blacksmith?"

Nangong Yue looked surprised.

"That's right, the villain saw with her own eyes that she took out a big hammer from the storage bag and cast the [Red Flame Stone] into an iron ingot in front of everyone."

The servant described the scene vividly, but Nan Gongyue had a troubled expression on her face, "I haven't heard of a foundry master accepting female disciples. Could it be a descendant of a master?"

She couldn't figure it out, and neither could the others, but it didn't matter who she was, just stare at her.

"All of you keep an eye on the two of them, especially the male cultivator. Any news?"

Nan Gongyue picked up the tea bowl and blew on it, and after the servant said something, Nan Gongyue spit out the tea from her mouth.

"What did you say? They live in the same cave?"

(End of this chapter)