From the world of martial arts

In the late stage of foundation establishment, monks generally seldom set up stalls.

However, Su Fan was a little surprised that this eight-story foundation-building cultivator who was no worse than the patriarch set up a stall here.

However, Su Fan didn't delve into it. Everyone has their own ideas. Su Fan squatted down and looked at the booth, where there were more than a dozen magical weapons of various colors.

Half of these instruments are first-tier high-grade, and half of them are second-tier.

Obviously, the stall owner on the eighth floor of the foundation building must be worth a lot. After all, the top-rank magic weapon is worth hundreds of spirit stones. Magical artifacts, two of which are second-tier middle-grade.

These alone are worth thousands of spirit stones.

Thousands of spirit stones are indeed a lot of wealth for many foundation-building monks.

Unless you are a core disciple among the disciples of the Great School, or you are a direct descendant of the Zifu Jindan Patriarch.

Otherwise, for a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, with two or three thousand spirit stones on his body, that is already very powerful.

"Fellow Daoist, if you need anything, you can take a look."

The stall owner saw Su Fan squatting in front of the booth, and immediately said with a smile, but at the same time, he also used his spiritual sense to probe secretly, but the divine sense landed on Su Fan's body, and was instantly bounced away, a powerful wave Breath, rebound past.

Immediately, the stall owner's expression froze.

He himself had built eight layers of foundations, but he couldn't detect even the slightest bit. The cultivation level of this black-robed guest was probably higher than his own, so he quickly put away his spiritual sense, not daring to neglect.

He was also a little apprehensive. After all, in the world of cultivating immortals, casually probing other people is the most taboo. He thought that his cultivation base, if not the most powerful, could be regarded as one of the few top-notch batches in this loose cultivator square.

As a result, when he came up, a person with a higher level of cultivation than him came.

"Fellow Daoist, didn't you refine this magic weapon yourself?"

Su Fan asked.

"Hehe! Yes, these are my own trophies."

The stall owner didn't hide anything when he heard the words, and said directly that there was nothing to hide in itself.

Hearing this, Su Fan felt confident, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in the depths of his eyes. These magic weapons looked damaged, and they seemed to be destroyed during the war.

Of course, the damage is not that big, as long as the buyer buys it and can store it for a period of time, it will recover.

Moreover, the price the stall owner sells is also discounted, so that neither party is at a disadvantage.

Of course, Su Fan naturally looked down on these magic weapons. You know, he doesn't lack magic weapons now. Even if he does, he can refine them by himself or ask the elders to refine them.

The reason why he squatted down was that he saw a small purple-gold alchemy stove in the stall owner.

"Fellow Daoist, how did you sell this furnace?"

After the stall owner negotiated the price with another monk who had completed Qi training and sold a first-grade high-grade magic weapon, Su Fan said slowly.

"Well! Fellow Daoist is saying that the price of this six-yang furnace, this magic weapon, is higher, because its body is a third-order magic weapon, but it was destroyed after a big battle, and now it has almost fallen to the level of second-order , but the materials used to refine it are all third-order materials, so even if this magic weapon is damaged, it will cost three thousand spirit stones."

Although the stall owner was afraid of Su Fan's cultivation, he was not afraid. After all, in this Lingtaofang, private fighting is prohibited. Anyone who violates it will end up being suppressed and killed by the patrol team in Lingtaofang.

Three thousand spirit stones, Su Fan didn't change much. Three thousand spirit stones, generally a low-grade magic weapon of the third rank, is only three thousand spirit stones.

Right now, this magical artifact called Liuyang Furnace seems to be only a second-tier mid-grade, and it's probably not worth a thousand and five.

Of course, if Yiqian Wu really wanted to buy this magic weapon, that was really wishful thinking, and Su Fan could tell that this pill furnace was extraordinary.

Su Fan scoffed at the owner of the stall when he said that the body of this magic weapon was of the third rank.

Because under the exploration of his spiritual sense, this magic weapon actually has a bigger secret, and there is a layer of seal faintly.

Su Fan sensed this layer of seal before, so he became interested, and the person who sealed this alchemy furnace must have a high level of cultivation, probably not at the peak of Jindan, or even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

The thing that can seal this kind of monk must not be simple. As the stall owner said, the use of the pill furnace as a combat weapon is just its appearance.

These people's realm is not enough, so they can't sense it naturally. They think it's just a third-order magic weapon, because it was damaged in the battle.

It is estimated that because the main price at the stall is too high, it is now cheaper than Su Fan.

No matter what the secret of this alchemy furnace is, it is definitely not easy to seal the golden core or even the Nascent Soul stage monks.

So Su Fan also said with a serious face: "The price of fellow daoist is too high. If he is intact, then you can ask for three thousand spirit stones, which is fine."

"But it has been damaged and dropped to the level of the second level. Even if it is cultivated, it is difficult for him to recover. How about I give you 500 yuan of spirit stones?"

The price that Su Fan yelled made the corner of the stall owner's mouth twitch. This price was cut too hard.

Although this alchemy furnace was indeed damaged, it was no worse than ordinary second-tier high-grade ones.

"Fellow Daoist really knows how to joke!"

The smile on the stall owner's face was also much colder.

"In this way, if fellow daoists want it, then I will suffer a little bit. Two thousand eight, two thousand eight is the final price."

Although the stall owner said he was a little dissatisfied with Su Fan's bargaining too hard, but since the other party made an offer, it meant that the other party had a desire to buy.

He has been setting up a stall here for more than ten days. He has sold a lot of other magic tools, but no one cares about this alchemy furnace magic weapon so far.

Someone asked, but after hearing the price he quoted, he gave up without even paying back the price.

Now the other party is willing to counter the price, and keeps picking on the faults of this magic weapon, which shows that the other party has the willingness to buy.

"One thousand and seven!"

Su Fan calmly called out a price again.

"Two thousand six, this is the final price"

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In the end, Su Fan and the stall owner reached an agreement. Su Fan bought this alchemy furnace with 100 yuan and [-] spirit stones. Both of them were very happy, and Su Fan got this mysterious magic weapon.

And the stall owner finally sold this magic weapon.

He got more than 2000 spirit stones, and he came to Lingtaofang this time, naturally, for the auxiliary treasures in Lingtaofang that opened up the Purple Mansion.

For this reason, he deliberately sold the magic weapons that he didn't need. These magic weapons were obtained by beheading the enemies over the years.

He had already sold more than a dozen pieces before, and now he has sold more than 2000 spirit stones, which is getting closer to his goal.

As a monk on the eighth floor of the foundation building, he is also the elder of a foundation building family in Nanli country. With the support of his family, he has a good chance to buy a treasure that opens up the Zifu.

Once the Zifu can be opened up, then their family can also go to a higher level.