Legend: 40-year-old god of war, the older the more demon

Chapter 26 Famous Swords for Pills! (for collection)

Lin Feng smiled embarrassedly and said:

"Fuck, I didn't notice that you were right next to me, so what, I have a few books, do you want to take them?"

"Forget what you have in the bookstore, let's have a look at the others?" Lost recalled.

Lin Feng put all the books including "Sacred War Armor Technique" on it.

"Brother, "Poison Technique" 1W, "Lightning Technique" 2W, "Holy Armor Technique" 5W, the rest are worthless." Lost recalled.

"Don't you guys sell "Thunderbolt Art" for 15W? The acquisition doesn't say 10W, why should it be 5W?" Lin Feng asked.

"Damn, that's the monopoly money earned. It's not that "Lightning Art" is really worth so much. Let me tell you the truth, if we collect 3 copies of "Lightning Art", we may not be able to sell one copy. You can do the math. What profit?" Lost Memory said.

Lin Feng thought about it for a while. This is the reason. No matter how bad the "Thunderbolt Technique" is, how could the supply of Zombie Hole kill so many zombies a day?
Monopolies also have costs.

"Then you do business like this. If someone gets a copy of "Lightning Art" and calls for 10W to sell it, can you still sell it?" Lin Feng asked.

"Tch, dare you, have you seen someone dare to shout like that?
If he dares to disturb the skill book market, then he should not think of leaving the safe zone. Let me tell you, there are people above me! "

Lost Memory rolled his eyes in disdain, and pointed to the top of his head.

Fuck, there are powerful forces behind these profiteers?

On horseback, this world of national legends is becoming more and more like the real world.

"Okay, I'll give it to you at this price." Lin Feng was about to quit the world of legends of the people, and without any nonsense, he completed the deal with Lost Memories.

As for the equipment, he must keep Ningshuang, he can use it himself.

The same goes for the magic helmet and the blue crystal ring, just use it yourself.

As for the magic robe, Lin Feng thought of Li Wanji, and he could give it to her. After all, what his brother gave him was a super-excellent evil-proof bracelet.

The remaining short swords and small bracelets are pure garbage, just throw them in the store.

Lin Feng glanced at the countdown in the upper right corner again, and there was less than 1 minute left.

This time, in the legendary world of the people, the experience value has been cut to 15% of level 68.

The skill proficiency of subduing demons and lightning protection has also exceeded half, and I believe that the next time I enter, it should be full.

Lin Feng has also seen the power of Xiaocheng's soldier raising technique, and it is estimated that it can be used as a trump card in PK.

And Ba Huang, who wanted to take it out, was already holding it in his hand.

Moreover, the gold coins in my bag have officially exceeded 100W.

Also harvested a super best evil spirit bracelet.

Lin Feng expressed his satisfaction with his trip to the legend of the whole people.

As the countdown in the upper right corner ended, Lin Feng's vision blurred and he withdrew from the world of legends.

……

Five miles west of Mobei City, at the foot of Yunv Mountain, at the arena.

"A mere spiritual spring is only worth 500 gold, so it's not a big deal...

However, Sect Master Lin is so confident in his famous sword? "

"Then let Miss Yin see what a famous sword is!"

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a simple-looking sword suddenly appeared in his left hand. The tip of the sword was slightly curved. It was Bahuang.

Before Yin Suxin could react, Lin Feng threw the sword in his left hand up.

Yin Suxin on the ring subconsciously took it in his hand and looked it over carefully.

After a while, Yin Suxin nodded lightly and said:

"Excellent sword, although I can't confirm its specific grade, but it looks at least as good as the Qiushui sword.

Excuse me, what is the name of this sword? "

"This sword is named - Eight Desolation!"

"Eight wastes? What a bold, really good sword." Yin Suxin admired.

Lin Feng secretly thought in the audience: That is, the attack limit is 1 point higher than your Qiushui Sword!

"However, isn't Sect Master Lin a little whimsical to replace the Lingquan of the Jade Girl Sword Sect with a Bahuang that is almost the same as Qiushui?" Yin Suxin asked.

This little girl!

Obviously you promised that as long as I took out a sword better than Qiushuijian, you would trade it with me, and now you are saying this again!
But since the other party said so, Lin Feng didn't intend to be serious. Originally, he just wanted to make some money to buy the elixir.

"Hahaha, what is Miss Yin talking about, I have heard that the Yiqi Pill produced by the Jade Girl Sword is extremely effective.

I don't know, how many Yiqi Pills can be exchanged for this Eight Desolation Sword? "

Lin Feng smiled.

"Yiqi Pill? Rank 7 Yiqi Pill, 10 taels of gold, this Eight Desolation Sword, it's not a problem to change to 10 furnaces.

Why, does Sect Master Lin want to replace them all with Yiqi Pills? "Yin Suxin asked.

"Then replace them all with Yiqi Pills. I will only take one furnace today, and take the rest slowly." Lin Feng said.

There are so many people in the crowd, if you swagger through the market with a pill worth hundreds of gold, you will inevitably be targeted by some wicked warriors.

But if it is only exchanged for one batch, it is estimated that ordinary warriors would not bother to do it.

Those who bother to do it are probably not their own opponents.

Yin Suxin probably also understood, and immediately accepted the Eight Desolation Sword, summoned a warrior, and handed a small porcelain bottle to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said hello, got on his horse, and walked leisurely to Qingshi Martial Arts Hall.

Feng Zhen, the master of Kuaidaomen who was hiding in the crowd, showed a suspicious look:
This Lin Feng took out a famous sword in such an understatement, and even exchanged all the pills. Could it be that he has something better in his hand?

No, he really has so many famous swords, why did the Qingshi Martial Arts Hall be reduced to what it is today?

Why does this person's behavior suddenly look like a different person!
Feng Zhen couldn't understand it, but he couldn't help but feel a little confused about the appointment in half a month.

……

Lin Feng returned to the martial arts gym.

"Master, just now Lingbaomen sent someone to send an invitation card. Tonight at half past unitary hour (18:[-]), there will be an auction at Lingbaomen. Master, please come and join us."

As soon as Lin Feng entered the door, Wu Liangui said.

Lin Feng was a little surprised.

First of all, the Lingbao Gate Auction has never sent invitations to the predecessor;
Secondly, how can there be half a day left in the auction before sending invitations to people?

But after thinking about it for a while, he understood that it is estimated that Bahuang's exchange of Yiqi Pill just now has been known by Lingbaomen, and he thinks that Lin Feng has some financial resources.

This Lingbao Gate is really well-informed and thoughtful.

"Well, I know it as a teacher." Lin Feng replied lightly.

"Master, you have been away for so long, but you want to see Miss Yin Suxin?" Third disciple Li Xiong asked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, go practice your skills!"

Lin Feng pretended to be displeased, flicked his sleeves, and returned to the study.

He impatiently opened the small porcelain bottle.

There are 8 round milky white pills in the bottle.

10 taels of gold for a bottle, this one is more expensive than 1 tael of gold.

Lin Feng immediately swallowed the next one.

The instant the pill enters the abdomen, one can only feel the true energy in the body transpiring.

Lin Feng hastily channeled his zhenqi to the Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian of his hand.

After a week, the true energy gradually calmed down, but it was not enough.

Another week, the true energy slowly calmed down, and the aftermath curled up.

In order to be stable, Lin Feng ran another week.

After three weeks, the zhenqi finally calmed down completely, and Lin Feng also clearly felt that the total amount of zhenqi in the Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian of the hand had increased by three points, filling up a little.

It is estimated that after this bottle is taken, it will be in place.

"Master, sir! Madame reminds you, it's time for lunch!"

Xiu'er said softly outside the door.

"understood!"

For lunch, because the disciples had already returned to the martial arts hall, Lin Feng was eating with the four disciples in the restaurant.

Xiu'er serves Ling Bo'er and eats in the back hall.

Although the folk customs of the Cangyuan Continent are bold and unrestrained, there is still a minimum of etiquette.

On the dining table, Lin Feng sat at the head seat, and the four disciples sat with their hands down.

"Hey, what a big fish for lunch today!" Third disciple Li Xiong exclaimed.

"Yes, Master, what kind of fish is this?" Wu Liangui asked.

"Grass carp." Lin Feng replied lightly.

"Ah, isn't that good?" Wu Liangui rubbed the back of his head.

"Brother, this grass is a species of fish, not a verb!" Third disciple Li Xiong broke down.

"Master is full, eat slowly."

Just as Lin Feng picked up the chopsticks, he gently put them down again.

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