I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 87 Silver Series (please order 35 for the first time)

The laughter is ethereal, with a joyful and mischievous tone.

This kind of emotion was something Han Yi had never seen from Chu Jinmo before, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

After a moment, he came back to his senses and realized that Chu Jinmo today was a little different from before. The relationship between the two seemed to be getting closer.

Three major misconceptions in life?

Han Yi smiled, turned around and left. Instead of returning directly to Qinglong Peak, he went up to Chiyang Peak, walked into Chiyangfang City, put on a mask that concealed his aura, and went straight to the Kowloon shops.

Today, he was going to dispose of some of the trophies from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

When business came to the door, He Fangwei came up to him, with half-squinted eyes and a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, are you buying magic weapons or elixirs this time?"

"Selling magic weapons." Han Yi said in a deep voice.

He Fanwei was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what he was doing, and his smile became even wider. His eyes, which were already small, had only a slit left because of this smile.

"Hurry up and come in."

After welcoming Han Yi into the quiet room, the two parties sat down, and He Fangwei stared at Han Yi with bright eyes.

Han Yi didn't waste any time and took out the first magical weapon, which was a blood soul flag that was more than half damaged.

"Blood Soul Banner, I remember that Taoist friend also sold a Blood Soul Banner last time. At that time, I valued it at four thousand spirit stones. However, the market was short of magic weapons at that time, so it was considered a premium. Moreover, the Blood Soul Banner was damaged and was not damaged. It’s not serious, there are four main souls inside, but for this fellow Taoist, there are only three main souls left in the flag, and the damage is even more serious. The old man can only estimate 1,300 spiritual stones.”

"Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

He Fangwei licked his lips calmly, feeling excited inside.

The Taoist friend in front of him had a deep impression on him last time when he sold magic weapons. Judging from his last experience, this Blood Soul Banner is just an appetizer.

Next, there must be a higher level magic weapon.

as expected.

Han Yi nodded in agreement with He Fangwei's estimate, and took out three sets of inner armor from the storage bag.

He Fangwei's eyes flashed.

"These three sets are all medium-grade magic weapon-level protective inner armors. Two are intact and one is damaged by about 30%."

"The two complete sets of inner armor, although both are mid-grade magical weapons, have different prices. This one is top-notch in the category of mid-grade magical weapons, with a discount of 3,500 low-grade spiritual stones. The second inner armor is A, just an ordinary middle-grade inner armor, is worth 1,500 lower-grade spiritual stones. The third damaged inner armor, if it is not damaged, is priced between the first two pieces. If it is damaged, it is worth 1,200 lower-grade spiritual stones. Spiritual stone.”

"Including the Blood Soul Flag, the total is 7,500 low-grade spiritual stones, which is seventy-five medium-grade spiritual stones."

"Fellow Taoist, is this price suitable?"

Han Yi nodded without refuting. He also understood the price range of medium-grade magical instruments. The price He Fangwei gave was already considered very kind.

"Okay, Shopkeeper He, take another look at this magical weapon."

Han Yi took out the silver folding fan from the storage bag and placed it on the table.

He Fangwei's eyes suddenly straightened, and he stood up suddenly.

"Silver Scale Fan?"

He carefully picked up the silver folding fan, and after appraising it for a long time, he said, "It's really a silver scale fan."

"Silver Scale Fan?" This was the first time Han Yi knew the name of the captured silver folding fan.

He Fangwei nodded heavily: "That's right, this is the Silver Scale Fan."

He put down the silver folding fan and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you still remember the silver light bead, a high-grade magic weapon that you sold last time?"

Han Yi nodded. The silver pearl was obtained from a young man who owned the golden light shuttle, a top-grade magic weapon, with a sinister smile on his face. It was a set of top-grade magic tools.

It was also because of selling that set of magical tools that Han Yi had the money to buy them. Not only did he buy the Wind Demon Dagger, but he also bought several spiritual talismans, including the first-class spiritual talisman Yin Lei Talisman.

Speaking of which, it was the selling and buying that time that allowed Han Yi to not only escape unscathed in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountains, but also kill four people and obtain many trophies.

Take the Blood God Sect, use the Blood God Sect, drink it and peck it, it's all determined by fate.

He Fangwei continued: "The last silver light bead was estimated at 600 mid-grade spiritual stones, which is 60,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and the silver light bead came from the Nandou Shrine, one of the three major sects of Daqian. The scale fan is also produced in the South Dou Palace."

"In terms of power, the silver scale fan is more powerful than the silver light bead, but the silver light bead belongs to a magic weapon set. The three silver light beads taken individually are all high-grade magic weapons. Therefore, this silver scale fan is old and decayed. The valuation is lower than the Silver Light Bead, five hundred and sixty mid-grade spiritual stones.”

"Fellow Taoist, do you think it's okay?"

When he heard about five hundred and sixty middle-grade spiritual stones, Han Yi couldn't help but feel happy. He had sold the silver pearl before and got six hundred middle-grade spiritual stones. Now he had sold the silver scale fan and got another five hundred and sixty. Middle grade spiritual stone.

The monks of the Blood God Sect are really money-giving boys.

"Okay, just shopkeeper Yihe."

Before Han Yi could take out the fourth magic weapon, He Fangwei touched the silver scale fan, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes: "Do you know the connection between the silver light beads and the silver scale fan?"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment and was not in a hurry to take out the magical weapon. He shook his head and said, "Are the two related?"

He Fangwei's face straightened: "Nandou Divine Palace is one of the three major sects of Daqian. In the category of magical artifacts, there is a famous series of magical artifacts from this sect."

"Among them, the top-grade silver series and the top-grade flame series are both popular and feared because of their powerful power."

"Silver light beads and silver scale fans belong to the high-grade silver series."

He Fangwei changed his tone and asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist, have you just returned from the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range?"

He has not investigated Han Yi's identity. He had made some guesses before. He guessed that Han Yi was only an outer disciple of the sixth level of Qi training. But now it seems that Han Yi should be an inner disciple to participate in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range. This mission gave me the opportunity to obtain so many Blood God Sect magic weapons in the near future.

Suddenly, he had many uncertain guesses about Han Yi's identity.

Han Yi nodded, acknowledging it, but did not start with it.

Instead, he put the last magic weapon up from the storage bag: "Shopkeeper He, I still have the last magic weapon. Please help me identify it."

A gilded halberd was placed lightly on the table. The halberd was two meters long, as long as the table. It was gilded entirely. After it was placed on the table, the whole room felt a little more noble.

He Fangwei originally thought that like last time, this transaction had been terminated, but he didn't expect that Han Yi took out another magic weapon. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He stepped forward and carefully examined the halberd on the table.

First, he looked, touched, and knocked on the surface, and then activated the identification technique to pour mana into the halberd. A pale golden light circulated on the surface of the halberd, like a golden dragon...

After half a cup of tea, He Fangwei finally appraised the magical weapon. The expression on his face was complicated, ranging from shock to trance. This was the first time that Han Yi saw such a complicated expression on He Fangwei's face.

"Shopkeeper He?"