Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 585
This yell could not help but attract Qin Guan, and also attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. People gathered around one after another, but when people saw it clearly, someone made a disdainful voice: "What kind of fairy artifact, you know it's a lie."

"The filthy magic weapon is also sold, really."

"I seemed to have seen him in Wuyuefang City last year, and I came here to sell it again today. It seems that he has not been sold."

"Hehe, can a celestial weapon that has lost its spirituality be called a celestial weapon? If you want to extract the materials, you have to expel the filth. How difficult it is to expel the filth. It's better to just buy the materials to refine the magic weapon. Naturally, no one wants it. He can It would be strange to sell it."

The crowd gathered quickly and dispersed quickly, and soon all the people around the stall left. Qin looked over and saw that the stall owner was a man in his forties, with a bald head and thick beard, and a khaki monk robe. monk.

However, their appearance and attire do not look like monks from the Central Plains.

The monk ignored everyone's accusations, and just sat there cross-legged, twisting a string of Buddhist beads.

Qin Guan observed the cultivation of these monks, and found that only the peak strength of Jindan was not a loose immortal. Qin Guan took all the girls to the booth to observe these so-called immortal artifacts.

He found that these celestial artifacts, including the ringing copper bowl, the ghost head Cuan, the vajra bell, the nine-tin Zen staff, the golden cymbals, etc., did not look like the magic weapons of the Central Plains. When he looked carefully, he found that all the magic weapons were filled with blood and radiating energy. There is an evil breath, without the slightest aura.

Qin Guan also couldn't tell whether it was a fairy artifact, but he could be sure that it was indeed polluted by evil spirits, and it had already become a dead thing, without a trace of magic weapon spirituality.

"Where do these magic weapons of yours come from?" Qin Guan asked.

The monk looked at Qin Guan, with a look of sorrow on his face, and said: "The blood demon attacked and the master's gate was destroyed. I was not in the temple at the time. When I went back, I found that all the elders and fellow sects died tragically. These magic weapons also lost their spirituality. The poor monk I want to take revenge but my strength is weak, so I can only sell some remnant treasures of my master, hoping to exchange some magic weapons to improve my strength, so that I can deal with the blood demon head and avenge my elders in the future."

false!
This monk acted very fake.

Perhaps what he said about the blood demon attack and the tragic death of the elders of the master's sect is true, but the last sentence about avenging the fellow sect is absolutely false.

The blood demon is famous, and he is a big devil whose strength has reached the strength of an earth immortal. I believe you are the one who is clamoring for revenge at the Jindan stage.

But Qin Guan didn't care about this, he quietly called Lei Juejian, and asked him if the magic weapons in front of him were immortal artifacts and whether they could be swallowed, Lei Juejian immediately sent back a message, and Qin Guan had an idea.

Qin Guan picked up one and wanted to observe it. The evil blood energy began to erode Qin Guan's palm, and Qin Guan released spiritual power to block it.

But Qin Guan also sighed, his Lei Juejian is really powerful, he can eat such a filthy magic weapon, and he doesn't have diarrhea, his appetite is really not ordinary.

After scanning the booth, he found seven filthy artifacts in total. Qin Guan asked, "How do you sell these magic weapons?"

Hearing Qin Guan's question about the price, the monk regained his spirits.

You must know that he has not been setting up a stall for a day or two. When people see these filthy treasures, they rarely even ask for a price, and so far they have not sold a single one.

"My Chubuda Temple is also a great temple that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is not easy to keep these seven fairy artifacts. I hope I can exchange them for one fairy artifact." The monk said.

Qin Guan looked at the monk like a fool, and just looked at him without speaking.

The monk was a little awkward being watched by Qin, and he blinked and explained: "These used to be fairy artifacts."

Qin Guandao: "Then why don't you refine them, with the seven immortal artifacts together, you might be able to wipe out the Gorefiend."

The monk was a little embarrassed by Qin Guan's sarcasm, "Okay, one fairy weapon is exchanged for a top-grade spiritual weapon." The monk said.

Qin Guan still stared at the monk with idiot eyes, the monk was a little annoyed at being looked at, and said: "If you don't want to, then forget it, why bother."

Qin Guan chuckled: "I have a spiritual weapon here, let me show you." After speaking, he took out a string of Buddhist beads, the beads on this string of Buddhist beads were like colorful colored glaze, shining with brilliance, the monk's eyes lit up when he saw it, he was surprised Said: "Relic Buddha beads!"

This string of Buddha beads was obtained by Qin Guan when he captured the demon monk Wu Buddha. It has been stored in Qin Guan's space for a long time, and he is useless, so it happened to be exchanged today.

Qin Guan nodded, "How about exchanging this with you?"

The monk looked at the beads with joy in his eyes, but he pretended to think for a while, and then said: "Although this string of beads is only a middle-level spiritual weapon, it can be exchanged for a fairy weapon." Then he went to pick up the string of beads.

But Qin Guan's hand shrank.

The monk froze in mid-air, looking at Qin Guan puzzled, but at this moment Qin Guan said: "It's not for one piece, but for these seven magic weapons with this string of Buddhist beads."

The monk was taken aback when he heard it, and then his face showed anger, "What, you want to exchange one middle-level spiritual weapon for my seven fairy weapons, that's impossible."

Qin Guan twisted the beads in his hands and said: "Although this string of beads is only a middle-level spiritual weapon, it is made of 24 golden core relics. It is very rare and suitable for you. As long as you refine it and nurture it , may not be able to become a top magic weapon in the future, these magic weapons of yours have been tainted and turned into waste products, and I will suffer a loss if I exchange them with you."

The monk still shook his head.

Qin Guan didn't talk nonsense with him, put away the prayer beads, turned around and left.

Looking at Qin Guan who left, the monk showed a struggling face, but he didn't call Qin Guan.

Walking forward, Yun Yin asked Qin Guan curiously: "Brother-in-law, although those magic weapons used to be immortal weapons, they are already filthy, and it is very difficult to expel the remaining blood energy of the Gorefiend. Lost a spirit weapon."

Qin Guandao: "I like to study refining tools. It's the first time I've seen those magic weapons from the Western Regions. I'm very happy to see them, so I want to take them back and study them."

The women immediately remembered that Qin Guan had watched the magic weapons made by the Huo Lingzong in the Artifact Refining Pavilion of the Huo Lingzong the day before yesterday, and pointed out the flaws one by one.

Qin Guan took a few girls and continued around. He didn't give up. Anyway, the trade fair has just started, and there is still plenty of time. Qin Guan is going to sharpen the monk's temperament. At most, he will add something when the time comes, so he can't let him cheat himself. .

After going around for a day and looking at several districts, Qin Guan was a little disappointed.
Although there are a lot of items, there are really few that are really eye-catching. It’s right to think about it. Who will trade the real treasures? Is there any baby on there.

Just when Qin Guan was about to go back to the Jiange with Lu Feng and the girls, a monk came out and blocked the way. It was the monk who sold the filthy fairy artifact. The monk performed a Buddhist ceremony to Qin Guan and said: "This A fellow Taoist, the poor monk is willing to trade with you."

Hearing what the monk said, Qin Guan smiled lightly, it seems that today is still rewarding.

(End of this chapter)