Me, Keqing, can I be wronged like this?

Chapter 140 Buying and Selling

In the corner that Keqing was interested in, there were also various weapons, wrapped in masks.

However, these weapons are slightly worn out and look like second-hand.

The maid looked at Ke Qing's gaze over there, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"These are magical artifacts collected from Julinglou. You know, we not only sell but also buy."

"These artifacts are collected. Most of them will be disassembled and smelted by the refiner to recast new spiritual artifacts, but there are also some special ones that cannot be recast, so they can only be slightly repaired and then sold."

"After all, you also know that some magical weapons are made of special materials, some cannot be recast again, and some evil spirits and resentment are entangled and corroded the body of the sword, which will also cause some strange changes in the weapon."

Of course, these changes are good and bad, and can even give weapons some new characteristics, which will not be mentioned for the time being.

In short, the weapons placed here are all second-hand goods collected, partly because there is no time to recast them, so they are sold here first, and partly because they cannot be recast.

The maid didn't expect this distinguished guest to mention this, she just thought the other party was asking casually, and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, Keqing walked over and asked.

"Can you open it so I can see?"

The maid froze for a moment, then reacted quickly.

"of course can!"

Opening the spiritual power shield once, I saw Keqing touching it with her fingers, as if observing something, then shifted her gaze, and looked at the next weapon.

Although they are second-hand, the weapons that can be collected are naturally not too bad. There are all kinds of swords, axes, guns and hammers, and the quality is also good.

Some are of high quality and special abilities, and are even much more expensive than those new magic weapons.

Generally, those rich monks will not buy this kind of magic weapon that has been used by others. what to do.

You must know that there is no such thing as a remnant soul hidden in a magic weapon, and deceiving the other party is an example of a certain person taking the opportunity to seize it.

So even if Juling Building guarantees it, it is not so popular.

Of course, it's only for those rich and powerful monks. For the low-level monks, these magic tools are cheap and affordable. They don't have any weapons, so who cares about them.

It was also because of this that when Ke Qing proposed to buy a sword, the maid didn't bring her here immediately.

Looking at Ke Qing's appearance, could it be that this distinguished guest finally has something in his fancy?

But in front of her eyes, Ke Qing looked back and forth, her expression unchanged, but the lightsaber on her waist was ready to move.

As the maid thought, she was indeed interested in the weapons here, no, it should be said that the lightsaber has taken a fancy to the weapons here.

After several rounds of selection, Ke Qing finally figured out some common points by sensing the response of the lightsaber.

Only a weapon full of blood and resentment can make the Hui lightsaber respond. The thicker the blood and the greater the resentment, the more intense the reaction. Even Ke Qing can faintly feel a sense of hunger and thirst.

Just like a person who has been hungry for a long time, he is excited and excited when he sees a pair of delicious pastries.

Could it be that what the lightsaber needs is not the sword, but the qi?

Blood energy, resentment, you can tell from the name that it is not Zheng Guangwei's existence, but his sword is hungry for these.

Even Ke Qing knew that if these breaths entangled too much, no matter whether it was a person or a magic weapon, it would be affected.

Of course, it is not without using these supernatural spells.

After thinking for a moment, Ke Qing glanced over, and quickly picked out the weapon he was looking for.

"Please count, I want this hammer, and that sword, and that bell in the corner."

As Keqing raised her hand to point out one by one, the maid looked along and found that those weapons were all slightly mutated due to the contamination of the material during use.

The quality of these weapons themselves is not bad, but their characteristics are not so attractive. If other normal magical weapons emit special characteristics aimed at the enemy, such as the illusion of ice, flames, etc.; traits.

For example, it will make people feel violent and impetuous, or make people feel dizzy or confused. Generally speaking, these side effects are not very strong, as long as the will is firm, it is nothing, and Juling Tower will Specially purify these breaths, so that they can be sold.

However, the magic artifacts that Keqing was looking at were too polluted, and the cost of purification was greatly increased, so it would be a loss to sell them after purification.

Therefore, the Juling Building simply does not purify it, and the price is half that of ordinary magic weapons when it is placed there.

There are always those desperadoes or people with very poor money who come to buy it, so the maid did not expect Ke Qing to want to buy it.

And it's not just buying one, but a dozen of them were selected after a rough look. Even if the price is half, so many weapons are not a small amount! !

The maid's eyes lit up, but then she stabilized her tone and asked again.

"Do you really want to buy it? These weapons have not been processed, and the side effects are not serious. If you want, some weapons over there have been processed and have no side effects at all."

However, Keqing decided not to change.

What she wanted was these side effects. Anyway, these swords were for eating, not for using. Therefore, the side effects that ordinary people avoid were nothing to her.

"Well, these are all I need, there is no need to change them."

The maid's face was overjoyed, she glanced quickly, did a quick mental calculation, and reported a number.

"Three low-grade magic artifacts, five high-grade magic artifacts, four middle-grade spiritual artifacts, and three high-grade spiritual artifacts, totaling 89 middle-grade and three thousand spirit stones."

The maid was taken aback. Even if it was half the price, that was not a small amount.

89, which is equivalent to two good magic weapons, which can be used by Nascent Soul cultivators.

If the transaction is completed, this year's performance will be stable!

No, not just this year!

"Customer, if you buy so much at one time, I can make the decision for you to get rid of the change, and you only need 89 middle-grade spirit stones."

While her heart was jumping with joy, she was also looking at Ke Qing, and she was a little worried whether the distinguished guests would think it was too expensive.

However, Ke Qing didn't even blink, and was about to take out the spirit stone, but was stopped by Jiang Yu at the side.

"Fellow Daoist, I've agreed to pay for it as an apology, why did you forget?"

Ke Qing was taken aback, seeing Jiang Yu's anxious look, she blinked.

Even she knew that 89 middle-grade spirit stones were not a small amount, so she didn't expect Jiang Yu, who only had a short relationship, to pay for it. She didn't expect the other party to follow a plan. Is the Jiang family so rich?

The Jiang family is naturally rich, but it is the Jiang family that is rich, not Jiang Yu.

To be honest, there are so many spirit stones, even Jiang Yu has a bit of bleeding, even if he is loved and loved, the family has given a lot of resources,

But, it's just some spirit stones, so what's the point, he promises, he promises, and he really wants to make friends with Keqing.

So without further ado, he immediately took out the spirit stone and paid on the spot.

With such a resolute attitude, Ke Qing's resistance hurt the peace.

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome, it's just an apology. Since Keqing has taken over, I feel relieved."

Jiang Yu said sincerely.

Now that the things have been bought, the Juling Building can be regarded as finished, and then Jiang Yu took Keqing to visit other places.

The giant city of Dingshan is very large. Even though the immortal cultivators are different from ordinary people, under the leadership of Jiang Yu, they only saw less than one-tenth of the place. I have to count the flowers here, lush and prosperous. It is worthy of being a cultivator in Cangzhou One of the giant cities.

As the sky was getting late, Ke Qing bid farewell, the two met after an appointment, exchanged sound transmission symbols, and then, under Jiang Yu's reluctant eyes, Ke Qing quickly left and went back to the mansion.

Chapter 140 Two That's an Eye!

After returning to the mansion, she asked the housekeeper, and learned that Wanran still hadn't come back, she seemed to be a guest of a certain sect.

Keqing nodded, expressing that she understood.

Back inside, she threw out a defensive array given by her master, an invisible barrier surrounded the whole house, and the sound of insects and wind outside stopped abruptly.

And the back lightsaber also began to emit bursts of sword sounds, vibrating in the waist, as if urging.

"Got it, don't worry."

Keqing knew what it was anxious about, motioned it to be quiet, and then put out the weapons purchased today from the storage ring one by one.

Swords, guns, axes and hammers are all kinds of weapons in the infrastructure, and once they are taken out, they occupy half the space of the room.

"All right."

Ke Qing tapped the scabbard with her index finger as a signal.

whoosh-

Accompanied by a silver light bursting out, the back light sword flew out quickly, like a flash of light, first surrounded all kinds of weapons, as if they were stroking and observing.

Then I saw it floating leisurely in front of Keqing, rubbing its waist, as if thanking the director for giving it so many delicious food.

Keqing couldn't help smiling when she saw it.

"Go and enjoy it. I bought it for you. I don't know what will happen if you absorb it."

Hui Guang heard the words, and swayed the blade of the sword, the silver light flickered, as if to say, don't worry, I will let the master get something.

Then one end was inserted into the middle, straight into the ground.

During Muran's time, Ke Qing felt some changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and felt a little uncomfortable all over.

The wielding sword stood on the hilt of the lightsaber in the center of the magic weapon pile, and a faint purple pattern began to spread.

Like some kind of pattern, and also like a simple imprint, the purple lines extend from the hilt down to the tip of the sword.

The weird lines bring a strange charm, and also bring a trace of unknown mystery.

Then suddenly, a lot of purple light shines on the whole house.

As the light filled the entire space, a powerful evil spirit erupted. Because of this strange light, the pile of magic weapons suddenly shattered, and the evil spirit, resentment and blood energy in it seemed to be activated. , spewing out.

The strong breath, mixed with various forces, filled the entire house in an instant like a deep fog in a swamp.

"hiss"

Keqing was shrouded in a strong miscellaneous aura, the tingling sensation spread, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

However, before she had any reaction, the thunder and fire on her body involuntarily surfaced outside her body. Those dirty and mixed forces were burned by the pure thunder and fire of the sun, and instantly disappeared like steaming water vapor.

At the same time, Ke Qing also felt much better.

The house became dark, filled with layers of evil energy and resentment.

These powers were meant to be manic and bloodthirsty, and they were already extremely violent, but now they were mixed together by a large amount of flooding, and even Ke Qing could feel the sense of instability under that power.

Just when she was thinking about whether to use Leihuo to stop it...

Zheng——

A sword cry suddenly sounded, and the mixed forces that were about to move around suddenly moved, and then began to slowly flow towards the center, and then faster and faster, as if a bottomless black hole appeared in the center.

And these powers are involuntarily attracted and quickly gather towards the center, and are absorbed by the lightsaber.

At the same time, the purple pattern on it is getting brighter and brighter, like a wriggling creature, shining with a strange light.

The surrounding power is being absorbed bit by bit, and the vision blocked by the thick fog begins to become clear.

And Ke Qing also suddenly felt that there seemed to be something different in the surroundings. As the purple lines on the sword became more intense, a sense of oppression gradually came over and began to permeate the whole body.

Keqing looked solemn, staring at the Hui lightsaber.

From the very beginning, she knew that Hui's lightsaber was extraordinary, and now helping Hui's lightsaber to draw power was considered a risky move.

It stands to reason that such a backlight sword has an unknown origin and absorbs evil spirit and resentment, so one should be cautious, because such a sword is most likely a fierce sword that devours the Lord.

However, because of her trust in the lightsaber, Keqing did not take any restrictive measures because of its weirdness. On the contrary, she took the initiative to find materials for it to restore the power of the sword.

But now, the strength of the sword seems to have recovered a bit, and it is not known where the origin of this sword is.

While thinking about it, the lines on the sword became brighter and brighter. Those strange purple lines started to squirm on the sword like blood because of the supplement of power, like living things.

I saw that those lines started to combine by themselves, forming a mysterious rune!

In an instant—

The surrounding light seemed to be silently swallowed, there was no light, and the vision suddenly went dark.

The strange purple rune suddenly detached from the sword and flew into the air.

At the same time, a thin black vertical line appeared in the house out of thin air!

Ke Qing's face was solemn, and he summoned Leihuo and the palm of his hand.