Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 535 The Fragment of the Magical Treasure
"For this piece of Bailing blood ink, I spent half of my family's wealth collecting materials. It took three months to make a total of three pieces with Bailing deer blood. Except for one that I sold two years ago, I used it myself. , and this is the only one left.”

Seeing the admiration in Fang Xiaonan's eyes, the stall owner smiled proudly, and said: "If you don't see that fellow Taoist is also an expert, I wouldn't take it out easily on weekdays!"

Fang Xiaonan smiled slightly and said: "Boss, you have five dozen high-grade white rune papers, which are the same as animal skin paper, and ten dozen medium white rune papers, which are the same as animal skin paper; two pieces of ordinary rune ink, plus this piece of blood ink, you see the total How much!"

"Um!" The stall owner blinked, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. His heart skipped a beat. This business is bigger than he imagined.

Looking at the other party firmly, the stall owner took a light breath, cupped his hands and said: "I'm being careless, since this fellow Taoist is also a master of the same way; then I will not be polite!"

"Just ask for a quotation!" Fang Xiaonan nodded with a smile.

The stall owner did some calculations, and said: "This high-grade white talisman paper is three gold pieces, and animal skin paper is five gold pieces; medium white talisman paper and animal skin paper are both one gold piece; ordinary talisman ink is one piece of three crystals, Bailing blood ink is five pieces. Ten crystal coins!"

"A total of 68 crystals!" Speaking of this, the stall owner hesitated for a moment, and said: "Originally, brothers should get a big discount for buying so many, but for a small business, I hope you will forgive me, let's count it as 65 crystals!"

Fang Xiaonan didn't care too much about the price. The resources for his own cultivation are very expensive. Anyway, he can buy something he likes this time, and it's worth it. !"

"Okay, refreshing, doing business with the little brother is refreshing!"

The stall owner happily took an animal skin bag, packed the things one by one, handed it to Fang Xiaonan, and said: "If you come back next time, little brother, I will give you a [-]% discount!"

"Okay! Thank you!" After finishing speaking, he touched a Yuanjing and handed it over.

The stall owner took the Yuanjing carefully, took out his purse, counted 35 Jingcoins carefully, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I plan to buy some materials today and bring the money, otherwise I really can't find it." Let go!"

"Haha. The boss is being humble!"

Holding the bag, he arched his hands like Xiao Nan, then turned and left.

Looking at Fian Xiaonan who was leaving, the stall owner looked happily at the one-yuan crystal in his hand. First of all, he didn't see that this young man was so proud; the harvest from this business was enough to be worth a month or two on weekdays.

Fang Xiaonan, who has gained something, is also in a good mood. Although he has spent almost all his money this time, the way of practice is a lot of money; No matter how good it is, it can only reach second-rate at most.

Not to mention, with so many things in his hands, although they are all materials for practice, with the addition of the effects of the Yinling Pen and Yinyang Lingxi, at least there is no problem in preserving capital.

Even using it to make a small profit is justified.

Walking in the crowd, the bag in Xiaonan's hand disappeared; of course, no one noticed this scene.

The things I want to buy are already in hand, so the shopping is naturally more leisurely.

When I see some rare things, I will go over and have a look.

I was looking at a rare broken-leaf grass at a certain stall, and suddenly there was a voice not far away: "Baby, magic weapon, broken magic weapon, is there anyone who knows the goods? Does anyone know the goods? "

"A magic weapon?" Fang Xiaonan was taken aback, even if it was incomplete, would such things be sold here?
Although I felt that [-]% of this was someone who was going to try their luck and cheat some money, but it happened that the residual leaf grass was almost seen, so I turned around and walked over there.

Want to see what the hell it is!
After all, with so many monks, if it is really a good thing, you will know it once you try it. If it doesn't have a real appearance, don't try to deceive people.

Waiting to imitate Xiaonan and walking slowly, the booth over there was instantly crowded with people. Of course, most of the people who surrounded the past obviously had curious smiles on their faces. Think, few people take it seriously.

"Everyone can watch it, but don't touch it. This is a magic weapon. Although it is a broken magic weapon, it is definitely a good thing!" A middle-aged man's proud voice came from the crowd.

"Huh?" Fang Xiaonan also walked over, stood outside the crowd, and raised his eyebrows just as he stood still.

Because he really felt a faint strange fluctuation of spiritual power inside. This fluctuation of spiritual power was a bit messy, but it really existed.

After frowning slightly, Fang Xiaonan slowly squeezed in. Of course, he just walked over, and two or three psychic senior monks next to him unconsciously gave way to a gap, just to let him go go in.

The three of them didn't feel anything unusual about this subtle scene, even the few supernatural powers who were also pushing in from the crowd didn't notice anything.

Fang Xiaonan stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, just able to see an object on the booth clearly.

I saw a piece of black iron on the animal skin; of course, it was a blade to be precise, and judging from that appearance, it should be the middle section.

The blade was quietly placed on a piece of exquisite animal skin, it was swarthy, and looked like a piece of ordinary black iron.

But the people present, as long as they are above the psychic level, can basically feel the faint spiritual fluctuations on the blade.

This kind of spiritual power fluctuation without being driven by anyone is one of the characteristics of the magic weapon.

It's not like a magic weapon, which must be driven by extra spiritual power.

Several supernatural powers who squeezed to the front looked at the blade with burning eyes.

And regardless of whether the magic weapon is broken or what, it is a great thing, even the fragments can sometimes exert far more power than those so-called top-grade magic weapons.

The old man standing behind the booth looked at the hotness in everyone's eyes, a smug flash of pride flashed across his face, and said proudly: "Although this magic weapon is incomplete, everyone can see that it is genuine; and it is sharp for no reason. If it wasn't for my recent Cultivation is gradually reaching a bottleneck, and a large amount of top-quality pills are needed, so I feel reluctant to sell them!"

"This is a knowledgeable Taoist friend, you can bid, as long as the price is right, I will transfer this magic weapon to him!"

Hearing this, several supernatural powers reluctantly looked away and looked at the owner.

I saw that the opponent's spiritual power fluctuated obviously, and he had already reached the upper realm of supernatural powers, and he was only a tiny bit away from the aura of the peak of supernatural powers; it seems that it is true that he needs pills to hit the bottleneck.

Moreover, this kind of fragments of magic weapons, except for those with high strength and certain self-confidence, would not dare to take them out easily.

At that moment, everyone's eyes became even hotter.

Fang Xiaonan, who was standing in the crowd, stared at the fragment and raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile flashed across his mouth.

(End of this chapter)