The most powerful system in history

Chapter 178 Ancient Meteorite Iron Tile

"System, how is this wave? Is there any prestige in the account?"

"no!"

It was obvious that Wu Liang was a little dazed because of that temporary task, and then again, he was ruthlessly rejected by the system.

"No prestige? It's impossible. After my wave, I dare not say for a long time. The entire Ten Thousand Immortals Yuntai will know my three characters of Jiudingzong. The prestige should come in no time."

After being rejected, Wu Liang was very unwilling and said again.

"The popularity of the host and the Nine Cauldron Sect is indeed soaring, but what you gain is not prestige, is it...?"

"What is it?"

Before the system finished speaking, Wu Liang asked.

"It's a mockery!"

"ridicule!"

"laugh!"

"hehe"

Wu Liang sneered, and decided not to talk to the system for the time being.

At this time, some people didn't really want to talk to Wu Liang.

"Sect Master Wu, I suddenly feel that my true energy is out of order, and I need to rest for a day. It will be inconvenient for me to accompany Sect Master Wu, so I ask Sect Master Wu to take care of himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Qianjin, who had suffered serious injuries, turned around and left.

The message Wu Liang received was: The other party didn't want to talk to you, and threw the back of his head at you.

"Hmph, stingy, isn't it just 100 million spirit stones? When the suzerain wins, it will be 5000 million high-grade spirit stones. If you round it up, it will be 100 million. At that time, [-] million won't be a drop in the bucket for the suzerain."

"Oh, I get excited just thinking about it."

Seeing Wu Liang's expression, the four girls guessed that their unreliable suzerain must have fallen into fantasy.

After glancing coldly, Qi Qi walked forward together.

……

A moment later, Wu Liang and the four girls stood at the entrance of a square together.

In front of him, there was a hustle and bustle of people that was no worse than that of the gambling hall, and even surpassed it.

After all, it is human nature. Although there are many people who love to gamble, there must not be as many people who love "shopping". The pleasure of chopping hands cannot be stopped.

This is the trading square in Wanxian Yuntai, which is what Wei Qianjin said before, a place for monks from the nine counties of Qingzhou to communicate with each other.

The monks and sects of the fourth grade and above from the nine counties gathered together. Before the official competition started, except for some ascetic monks who died in the house, the rest of the monks would naturally have their own fun.

It is naturally very popular to take out treasures or resources that you don't usually use, and set up a stall to exchange with monks from other counties.

Especially every Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, there will be some gossip.

For example, a certain low-level cultivation base accidentally found a sealed ancient treasure in the trading square, and suddenly unsealed it after returning home. This monk immediately reached the pinnacle of his life.

Another example is that a certain suzerain took out a pile of rags that were not used in the usual storage ring and sold them. Suddenly, this pile of rags became very popular and was bought up by many monks at a high price. The suzerain Also reached the pinnacle of life.

In short, there is no shortage of legends that sound far-fetched here.

Especially today is the last day before the start of the official competition. If you miss this village, you won't have this store.

As long as the monks are free, they all gather here.

And Wu Liang brought the four daughters here for only one purpose.

That is... Taobao!
This is not an advertisement, besides, Wu Liang will not receive advertising fees for Ma Yun's father in this plane.

Wu Liang's real purpose is to find treasures from the "garbage" in the eyes of other monks.

According to Wu Liang, just now he spent a full 100 million high-grade spirit stones.

If other monks want to do this, it may be a fool's dream, but Wu Liang is different.

"buzz"

At this moment, Wu Liang was standing at the entrance.

The stalls of the monks came into his eyes, and in the depths of his pupils, a golden light was emerging.

"Emperor Wang Qishu!"

That's right, Wu Liang is about to cheat again.

As soon as he activated this extremely special supernatural power, the scene in Wu Liang's eyes immediately noticed an astonishing change.

In the eyes of other monks and even the four women, those booths were full of rubbish, or some ores, panacea, weapons, strange things... all kinds of things.

But in Wu Liang's eyes, there were streaks of brilliance that were either strong or dim.

These brilliance, colorful, each different, represent different things.

Mostly, very ordinary.

It's the same as normal spirit pills, spirit weapons, and spirit mines, but among them, the phosgene emitted by some things is very different.

One of them was just to the left of Wu Liang.

This is a somewhat dim but very tough pale yellow brilliance, as if it has existed for a long time, it has been eroded by the years, but it has always maintained its authenticity.

"Ok?"

Wu Liang pondered for a moment, then walked over slowly.

There was no expression on his face, but his eyes had already gone away.

This is the booth of a middle-aged male cultivator. It is really ugly, and most of his booths are full of messy "garbage" that can't be seen clearly. You can guess this by looking at the appearance of these things. human purpose.

It's nothing more than picking up some ancient things from the ancient ruins that don't shit, treating them as "buried" treasures, and coming here to trick people.

This behavior is actually very common.

At least one in ten stall owners on this trading square do so.

However, occasionally one or two treasures will appear in this kind of stall.

For example, at this time, there was something that attracted Wu Liang's attention.

That thing was a black and yellow "iron lump", as if it had been dug up from the depths of the ground, stained with thick dust, rusty, and shaped like a "tile", it was ugly.

If you only look at the appearance of this thing, it is difficult for the stall owner to have such a face to put it out.

Wu Liang stepped forward, pretending to touch the "garbage" one by one.

The moment his palm touched the object, a voice sounded in his mind.

[Ancient Meteorite Iron Tile: This is an ancient iron tile, made of meteorite iron from beyond the sky. It comes from an ancient sect that has long since collapsed. It has no power other than truth. 】

[Remarks: Although it has no power, but as an antique, the system is willing to offer a price for it: 20 points. 】

"buzz"

Almost immediately, Wu Liang's eyes lit up as soon as he finished reading the introduction in his mind, almost letting Wu Liang reveal his secrets.

The next disposal was very simple, Wu Liang pretended to fancy a few rubbish, and then he was "blackmailed" by the rogue stall owner for [-] low-grade spirit stones.

Wu Liang has nothing to do with his wealth, if he asks for physical compensation... no, it is to buy it with a panacea.

The stall owner accepted, so both buyers and sellers were happy.

After the transaction was [-]%, the two turned their heads and cursed inwardly at the same time: "Stupid!"

Of course, it was Wu Liang who really took advantage.

As soon as he put away the ugly meteorite tile, Wu Liang couldn't wait to hand it over to the system.

So the next moment, a very pleasant voice came from Wu Liang's mind.

"Ding, the host handed in a piece of [Ancient Meteorite Iron Tile], and the master points are 200000!"

"Finally I'm making money again, it's not easy!"

Wu Liang forced himself to be moved at this moment, tears streaming down his face.

After a little explosion, Bodhi will come and send a group number: [-], anyone who wants to hit me can come.

(End of this chapter)