Chapter 11: Stubborn Soap

Zhang Ning was determined to refine a flying magic weapon that pulled the wind, and for this reason, he spent two days looking through the classics in the sect - he didn't gain much, and he also went to Fang Market to see some finished flying magic weapons - although those magic weapons were relatively low-level, Zhang Ning only borrowed the shape. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Naturally, he doesn't need to worry about the flying spells and defensive formations of the flying magic weapon, because there is soap to do it for him!

Zhang Ning went to Fang City to buy a spirit beast bag, since the treasure hunting mouse has recognized the owner, it is best to carry it with you. Later, on the first floor, he purchased the basic materials of the low-cost flying magic weapon - the lightest white metal ore and a second-order earth lizard rib that served as a stabilizer - and owed another 6,200 spars.

Choosing a time when no one would disturb him, he began to refine the flying magic weapon in his mind: the silver shuttle. After his repeated practice, he was basically able to use the aura to form a mold in an instant. After refining the ore step by step, adding the ribs of the earth lizard, after completely fused, it was shaped, and a large amount of aura was injected into the soap at the moment when the shuttle was about to take shape!

I only heard a buzzing sound, white light shone through, and the magic weapon was formed!

The corners of Zhang Ning's mouth twitched as he looked at the paper airplane floating in front of him—although the paper airplane was filled with tall mysterious runes such as A・DS and PDS—his heart was still full of absurdity.

How homesick are you, why do you always process things that don't belong to the cultivation realm?

Zhang Ning didn't believe in evil, he used the remaining raw materials to try to refine the shuttle again, because of the reason for the advanced fourth layer of qi refining, he would no longer be drained of spiritual power at one time, so it only took half a day for him to successfully get another paper airplane.

Zhang Ning no longer competes with stubborn soaps, although the appearance is very thunderous, the function of the magic weapon is still very complete.

Because he realized that overdrawing spiritual power could make his cultivation speed more rapid, in order to participate in the upcoming assessment of outer disciples, while practicing the exercises, he also refined several magic weapons-a one-yuan glass-shaped defensive shield, a chemical fiber silk scarf that hides his body shape and skill level, a pp toy gun that can fire a ball lightning bolt with a diameter of two millimeters, a dozen or so delicate small clips with basic binding functions on a clothesline, and a puppet iron frog. Of course, in order to buy materials, he owed Fang Shi a few thousand spars, although he bought the lowest-level materials, and He Lei also vaguely told Zhang Ning that his debt had reached a certain amount, and if he didn't repay it, he would start to calculate interest.

Looking at this pile of strange magic weapons in the bamboo house, Zhang Ning felt like a stall and a debt-ridden peddler, so Zhang Ning decided to sell the extra small paper airplane in his hand, and at the same time measure the level of his magic weapons.

A few hundred miles to the east of Qingyun Mountain is the Haoyue Sect, and three hundred miles to the southeast is the Demon Cultivation Sect Ghost Sect, and there is a town where monks gather at the junction of the three factions, and Zhang Ning decided to go there to sell his paper airplanes.

He piloted a large paper airplane, and it only took about ten minutes to reach the small forest a mile away from the town, he put on a chemical fiber silk scarf, hid his body appearance and cultivation, and walked to the Treasure Pavilion of the largest fang city here.

Because he hid his figure, the entertainer couldn't see the reality clearly, so he didn't dare to slack off, and warmly greeted him and asked him what he needed, Zhang Ning said: "I have a magic weapon to sell to your store." ”

The man hurriedly said: "Distinguished guest, please follow me to the second floor, and the shopkeeper Wang will talk to you in detail." ”

The guy invited Zhang Ning up to the second floor and then retreated.

Zhang Ning looked at the hall on the second floor, and the layout was indeed much more elegant than the noisy first floor. As soon as he stood still, an old man in a yellow shirt about fifty years old greeted him and asked directly, "Do you have any goods to sell?"

Since Zhang Ning advanced to the fourth level of qi refining, he could already infer the general cultivation of the other party through the operation of the aura around him - the cultivator who cultivated below the fourth layer of qi refining, the aura was chaotic around him, the aura above the fourth layer of qi refining would show a regular circulation, and the monk after the foundation building period would directly form a static aura around him. On the way to the Treasure Pavilion, Zhang Ning only saw a monk above the foundation building period, and this Wang shopkeeper should be similar to his own cultivation.

Zhang Ning said: "I do have something to sell, I don't know if there are people in your store who know how to do it?"

Shopkeeper Wang said: "I have been operating this store for hundreds of years, and I have tens of thousands of treasures, so I still have some vision. ”

Seeing that he was so confident, Zhang Ning shrugged his shoulders, and with a wave of his hand, the small paper airplane landed on the table.

The expression of the shopkeeper Wang was very exciting, first surprised, then puzzled, after picking up the paper airplane, there was a burst of shock, when he saw the runes circulating on the paper airplane, his expression had become shocked.

Zhang Ning watched the shopkeeper change his face, and felt a burst of pride in his heart.

The shopkeeper pondered for a long time, and asked embarrassedly: "May I ask Your Excellency, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

Zhang Ning was happy in his heart, is it not a magic weapon, but a magic weapon level? As he spoke, the paper airplane circled around the room lightly and hovered in front of the king's shopkeeper.

After carefully taking the paper airplane, Shopkeeper Wang asked tentatively, "Since I haven't seen this style of flying magic weapon before, can you allow me to test the stability of the flying magic weapon?"

Zhang Ning agreed, and the shopkeeper instructed the maid to offer Zhang Ning the spirit tea and fruit, and then left with the paper airplane.

Zhang Ning tasted the tea carefully, and sure enough, it was different from the tea in the world, sweet but not bitter, and a trace of weak aura circulated through the limbs and veins after entering the abdomen. Then he picked up a spirit fruit in a pink jade plate, the shape and size of the spirit fruit were very similar to Go chess pieces, the color was almost transparent, and a purple core could be seen in the center. Zhang Ning pinched it and put it in his mouth, the transparent flesh melted in his mouth, sweet and sour, and the core of the fruit contained some aura, which was very beneficial to cultivators.

Zhang Ning ate two more spirit fruits, and the shopkeeper Wang came back with a slightly disheveled hair, and asked when he entered the door: "How many spars does this flying magic weapon sell?"

Zhang Ning took a sip of spiritual tea and said, "How many spirit stones does Shopkeeper Wang think should be produced?"

The king's shopkeeper stretched out a hand and spread his five fingers.

Zhang Ning thought to himself, a magic weapon is only 5,000 spars, it is too dark, shook his head and said, "Double it again." ”

Shopkeeper Wang's face changed several times, and he said: "It can only be 80,000 spars, and there can be no more."

Zhang Ning was surprised, fortunately, there was a chemical fiber silk scarf, and the shopkeeper Wang couldn't see his expression, he nodded and said, "Deal." ”

After a while, the shopkeeper Wang motioned to the maid to present a storage ring to Zhang Ning, and at the same time said: There are 80,000 spars inside, and this storage ring is considered to be the color of the first transaction, and I hope to continue to cooperate in the future.

Zhang Ning suppressed the joy in his heart, said goodbye to the shopkeeper Wang and left the Treasure Pavilion after a few polite words. He was also in the market specializing in selling refining materials, and according to the recommendation of the shopkeeper, he bought some materials for making Danding, because he found that the pill was too expensive, and he had already wanted to refine the pill himself after having the pill. The most important thing is that he wants to try to see if the soap can surprise him when he is alchemy.

Now there is only one month left before the assessment of the outer disciples, and the Qi Condensing Pill has no effect on him, he has tried to directly upgrade the soap to the finished Qi Condensing Pill, but it has not succeeded. Summing up the experience of refining, Zhang Ning guessed that maybe the soap would have an effect when it was activated at the moment of Cheng Dan?

Later, he collected all the medicinal materials needed to refine the Qi Condensing Pill, because he didn't need to buy top-tier medicinal materials, so he only spent two thousand more crystals. Even so, Zhang Ning still felt a few concerned eyes lingering on him.

So as soon as he got out of the town, Zhang Ning sacrificed a paper airplane and quickly flew away to the north, and later went around a long circle before returning to Qingyun Mountain.

As soon as he left the town, the Treasure Pavilion had several escapes chasing out, but he couldn't catch up, and the shopkeeper Wang led by him was very annoyed and muttered: "It's much faster than the strange flying magic weapon just now, how can this be explained to the little ancestor!"

Several black-robed monks full of malice also chased Zhang Ning directly, chasing hundreds of miles more than the people in the Treasure Pavilion, but they also returned with a feather, after all, supersonic planes can't catch up if they want to.