Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 65 065
Most of the old people living in this city are somewhat disabled.

Either one eye was blind, or an ear was missing, or there was a centipede-like scar on the cheek and even the neck, or a hand was missing, and an iron hook was installed on the wrist, or a leg became a stool leg.

When they speak, they all have rough voices, opening their mouths to "mother and father", and closing their mouths to "your mother".

The women, even if they weren't the kind of dark-skinned, thick-skinned middle-aged women, even when they looked at the delicate and graceful young girls, they were all aggressive, with white eyes flying around and full of foul language.Either with a waist knife or dagger on his body, or with a flintlock.

Children are in groups of three or four, running around in the streets and alleys.

From time to time, they would chase and fight, rushing to a drunk pirate. After a while of entanglement, the children ran away laughing amidst the drunk's yelling and cursing, and when the drunk recovered, he would probably find the purse It's gone...

This is a pirate island.

The people living on this island, even the old and the weak, women and children, don't have a single good stubble.

Walking on this kind of street full of wolves, if you show a little weakness and innocent appearance, you will be stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

Fortunately, Shen Lang is not a good stubble now, his hands have already been stained with blood, and he even practiced a lore-killing sword, refining the killing intent into his bones.

Although compared with many old pirates who kill like hemp and have bloody hands, he is actually far less vicious, but he is a serious cultivator after all, and he has mental power far superior to ordinary people. Meaning, the momentum can completely overwhelm some old pirates who have ten times as many lives as him and a hundred times as many as him.

When he intentionally mobilized his killing intent, a casual look could make the wolves with keen sense of smell realize that he was not easy to mess with.

So even though he looked around all the way, with a fresh and tender appearance who was curious about everything here, no liar came to provoke him.

Even children who were accustomed to pickpocketing drunks and newcomers avoided him.

Shen Lang is naturally not interested in entertainment venues such as taverns, prostitutes, and gambling houses.

But he is very interested in those shops that claim to sell various cheat books and even magic weapons.

Even if it is Eastern Taoism or Western witchcraft, the requirements for talents are extremely high, reaching the level of one in a thousand.But Shen Lang felt that with his mental strength, there was a high probability that he would have the talent for Taoism.

Even if it doesn't work now, it will definitely work in the future as the level of the Monster Taming Art gets higher and higher and the mental power becomes stronger.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford any of the cheat books at all.

He walked into three shops that sold everything in a row to ask the price, but the prices of the three shops were the same, and the price of any low-level spell was so high that Shen Lang turned his head and left.

For example, Dongtu's "Wind Shield Technique", which does not enter the grade, is just for Taoist apprentices to practice. It can only summon an invisible whirlwind to surround itself and deflect the flow of arrows.

But this kind of low-level Taoist secret technique, which can't stop the melee attacks of warriors at all, let alone musket bullets, dares to ask for a price of twenty silver dollars.

Even non-level spells are so expensive, let alone those that have entered the level.

The cash-strapped Shen Lang resolutely gave up the idea of ​​buying spell secret books, and planned to find the gold master lady to invest in when he returned——

If Mu Qingxue knew that he was not only a genius in martial arts, but also possessed talent in Taoism, she would be quite happy to invest in him, right?
Shen Lang couldn't afford to shop in shops with guaranteed quality goods, so he simply didn't go wandering around in front-of-house shops, and focused on wandering around the small stalls everywhere in the streets and alleys, planning to search for treasures.

Although the old pirate reminded him that almost all the stalls here are liars, who only trick fools and newcomers, but Shen Lang is really not afraid of being tricked.

His fine pen has the ability to identify.

The "Shark Silk Armor" seized from Zhao Mengshan before was scanned with a fine pen to identify its specific function.

With a fine pen, even if all the stalls sell fakes, he can't be cheated.

In front of a small stall.

The old stall owner with thinning and gray hair, only one eye left, and a mouthful of rotten teeth when he smiled, said sincerely:
"Little brother, the ones at my stall are all treasures. Of course, I won't cheat on you, old man. Babies are treasures, but they are not great treasures. They are just a little special...

"For example, this copper hairpin, do you think it looks like a small sword? Hey, let me tell you, it really is a sword.

"As long as you pour your internal energy into it, it can become a three-foot long sword, which can be used all the way to the true energy level!

"Although it's not a magical weapon, it can be big or small, easy to hide, and can be used as a hair pin at ordinary times. I don't need to say more, old man, but with your wit, little brother, you can definitely come up with countless ways to use evil...

"Little brother, don't you have any internal strength yet? It doesn't matter, you can buy this sword hairpin first, and it will come in handy when you cultivate your internal strength.

"And this ring, it's not a great treasure, it's just a peculiarity: you enshrine it for a month first, and worship it for a stick of incense every morning and evening, and after you persist for a month, you wear it again, At this time, you will become a sharpshooter who can penetrate a hundred steps, no matter whether it is a crossbow or a musket, you can hit a hundred shots with a hundred shots...

"I was reluctant to sell these two treasures, old man.

"After all, when I was traveling across the sea, I relied on these two treasures to make a living. But now that I am old, I can't eat the bowl of rice on the sea. After years of fighting in wind and waves and bloody battles, I have accumulated a lot of hidden wounds. Fees are huge...

"As a last resort, I sold the treasure that has been with me for more than 20 years. Brother, I think you are an honest person. If you buy it sincerely, I will give you a [-]% discount..."

While the stall owner was eloquent, Shen Lang stretched out his left hand, and touched lightly with his fingertips on a sword-shaped hairpin that was covered with mottled patina and looked old.

There was no response to the dragon-snake-like brand formed by "pointing the pen" on the back of the hand.

Shen Lang shook his head secretly, then pointed his finger at a ring full of dark red rust.

Again nothing happens.

After the appraisal, these two so-called treasures are pure scams. Only fools and rookies who don't understand anything and feel that they are lucky enough to pick out the treasures will be scammed.

Seeing that Shen Lang was unmoved, he got up and left, the old stall owner quickly stretched out his hand as a sign to keep him:
"Little brother, don't go! Seeing that you are handsome, you have a bit of the charm of my youth. I will sell you two treasures at [-]% off! [-]% off, [-]% off... [-]% off! [-]% off! Ten One silver dollar, as long as ten big Chu silver dollars, you take both treasures..."

Shen Lang ignored the old swindler and continued to wander among the stalls.

There are stalls everywhere in the streets and alleys, including old pirates who have lost their combat effectiveness, so they can only set up stalls here to cheat money.There are also pirates who are in their prime, taking the tattered loot that no one wants, and imitating the old crooks to deceive newcomers and earn some extra money.

And the things on the various stalls are mostly carefully forged or carefully selected by scammers. The appearance is either strange and unique, or it looks simple and old, in short, it is very deceiving.

In addition, the liars are all well-informed old sea dogs, and it is a hype to make up lies.

But they don't tell any big lies.

Just like that old liar, he only said that the baby is very ordinary, not high-end goods, but they all have some very practical features, catching people's greed for petty gains and fooling around.

Shen Lang has been told several times that his heart is moved. If it weren't for the identification function of a fine pen, he could tell the authenticity with just a touch of his finger. He might have been robbed of the last coin in his wallet.

I searched for treasures in small stalls for a long time, but I didn't find any good things.

Just when Shen Lang thought that the old pirate on the Fuyuan was probably right, the street stalls were all deceitful scammers, and the plan was to end there. When he returned to the ship to rest, the brand of a fine brush on the back of his hand suddenly A little heat made him involuntarily turn his gaze to a certain stall, and landed firmly on two gadgets.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)