Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 115

"...200 yuan, I don't pay twice. You know better than me what the situation in our outer disciples' other courtyard is. If you don't sell your Fire Spirit Sword to me, it may be difficult to sell it to others."

After hesitating for a while, Song Qing also quoted a price. He knew that there were very few monks in the late stage of Qi refining in this other courtyard, and all of them were not rich, so there would not be many people buying this high-grade magic weapon.

"Promise or not? If not, I'll look elsewhere." Seeing that the person in front of him hesitated, Song Qing went a step further and asked.

"...Okay, 200 yuan is 200 yuan."

The man agreed as soon as he gritted his teeth, just as Song Qing expected, the high-grade magic weapon he refined through all these hard work is indeed rarely bought, otherwise he would not have just put the Golden Spirit Sword on it before. outside, and put the other spirit swords into the storage bag.

"That's right, hey, let's see how many spirit stones this fire spirit sword can be used for?"

Song Qing didn't take out the spirit stone, but patted the storage bag, and with a flash of blue light, he took out his original fire spirit sword, and then handed the fire spirit sword to the man, saying in his mouth .

"You want to exchange this spirit sword?"

The man was a little surprised, looked at the Fire Spirit Sword handed over, then at Song Qing, and asked suspiciously.

He had never seen an old spirit sword exchanged for a new spirit sword, but the spirit sword to be exchanged was not of the same grade as the original one.

"Aren't you a craftsman? This spirit sword can be sold after a little refurbishment. You can see how much it is worth first, and I will replenish the rest with spirit stones."

Song Qing asked a little unexpectedly, then seemed to think of something, and explained to the person in front of him that it was indeed not a trade-in of the old for the new, but just using the old as some spiritual stones.

"Okay... this fire spirit sword can only be used as a 50 yuan spirit stone."

After he understood it, the man put away his astonishment, took the Fire Spirit Sword from Song Qing's hand, looked at it carefully, and then raised his head to say a price.

"It's so cheap." Song Qing was a little surprised.

"This fire spirit sword has been used for a long time, and it is already damaged. Look here, and here, I need to spend a lot of materials on these."

Seeing that Song Qing disliked the low price, the man couldn't help but frowned. While speaking, he held the Fire Spirit Sword in one hand and pointed at the damaged place with the other.

"Okay, fifty is fifty, here, here are the remaining 150 spirit stones."

As for his Fire Spirit Sword, Song Qing couldn't be more clear in his heart, so he didn't argue with that person right now, he just patted the storage bag with one hand, then took out the one next to it, and handed it to the person in front of him.

"Well, just right."

The man was not surprised, he immediately took the flat storage bag, swept his spiritual sense, and saw that there were exactly 150 spirit stones inside, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on his face, nodded and said.

Afterwards, Song Qing didn't say anything else, and directly picked up the high-grade Fire Spirit Sword on the booth. The Fire Spirit Sword was not attached to the sheath, so Song Qing didn't have to bother, and glanced at it casually. Go around the top.

"It can definitely be sacrificed."

After seeing Song Qing's scene, the stall owner was not surprised. He took away the damaged Fire Spirit Sword and Spirit Stone, then handed the storage bag to Song Qing, and said confidently at the same time.

"Not bad, I'll take my leave first."

Song Qing withdrew his spiritual consciousness, nodded in satisfaction, and after taking the storage bag, he cupped his hands and said to the stall owner.

"Senior brother, go slowly." The man would not hold back, and said with his hands clasped.

After buying the high-grade Fire Spirit Sword, Song Qing didn't wander around the trading street, because it was getting late, and because he had other things to do now.

Therefore, Song Qing didn't stop at Trading Street, and rushed back to his residence directly.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengji was still in his room. As for the third person in the courtyard, Song Qing hadn't seen him since he entered Wanjian Gate.

However, Song Qing was also so happy, and went straight back to his room, turned around and closed the door, and at the same time opened the restraining circle in the room.

This prohibition circle is not a famous circle, but it is just to prevent others from peeping, and in this other courtyard, every room has such a prohibition circle, like the one that came from Zhao Zhengji's room before. Fluctuation is what this prohibition circle does.

After everything was ready, Song Qing stopped dawdling, and went directly to the quiet room, sat cross-legged on the futon, then slapped the storage bag, and took out the high-grade Fire Spirit Sword he had just bought.

"Let's start the sacrifice now."

Seeing the spirit sword flickering in his hand, Song Qing muttered softly.

Compared with the middle and lower grades, this high-grade and high-grade magic weapon, in addition to its better materials, does have an extra sacrificial alchemy.

Song Qing knew very little about this sacrifice, only that the power of the spirit sword will increase after the sacrifice, but the spirit sword can only be used by the sacrificer from now on, and others will have to spend a lot of effort if they want to use it , re-sacrifice.

As for other uses, I heard Tianlang said that there are still some, but when Song Qingxiang asked, that guy didn't bother to answer, just left a sentence to figure it out on his own, then disconnected and went to practice in Langye Sword.

"I don't know what will happen after the sacrifice, and that bastard Tianlang didn't tell the whole story."

Every time when thinking about what Tianlang was going to say, he always procrastinated at the end, and when there was something left, Song Qing couldn't help secretly hating his toothache, but he couldn't do anything about it. What about black eyes?
Soon Song Qing abandoned distracting thoughts, practiced the exercises a few times, and felt calm for a while, then gathered the mana on the tip of the index finger, pointed at the Fire Spirit Sword, and a slightly weak blue light of mana surged from the fingertip Come out, and pour it into the Fire Spirit Sword bit by bit.

With the infusion of Song Qing's mana, the fire spirit sword became even more dazzling, lighting up the entire room for a while.

At this time, the sun had already set, but there was no scene of the bright moon rising, but Song Qing didn't know that he was indeed refining the Fire Spirit Sword.

But when Song Qing completed the sacrifice of the Fire Spirit Sword and received the work, it was already midnight, Song Qing was very tired due to the sacrifice of the Fire Spirit Sword, and just wanted to fall asleep, but at this moment, However, there were faint ghost cries and weeping sounds, which made him sleepless in an instant.

Although he has never seen a real ghost, nor heard a real ghost cry, but he can be quite sure that it is undoubtedly the ghost cry that is transmitted.

Song Qing couldn't help thinking of something, and his hair stood on end.

Sleepless night!
(End of this chapter)