Chapter 1092: Qingyuan Ice Spirit Sword

After Gao Liancheng finished saying this, he looked at Tang Feng with a pair of eyes without blinking, and there was an indescribable complex meaning in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was envy or jealousy.

"Xuan-level high-grade storage ring?" Rao Shitian Huacheng, the little prince with an extraordinary background, was also surprised, and sighed sincerely: "Storage rings are already very rare, and Xuan-level high-grade storage rings are even comparable to prefecture-level magic weapons." ”

"I'm afraid that the space contained in it is at least fifty square meters, and this level of storage magic weapon is often priceless, even if it is a defective product, the value is extraordinary. ”

Bai Jianfeng also sighed with envy on his face: "I don't know what kind of price this storage magic weapon will be sold for on the market?"

Although everyone was amazed, they were also very confused in their hearts, they couldn't understand how this Tang Feng could see the origin of this ring.

After all, they are not fools, so naturally it is impossible to believe that the other party was accidentally bumped into by a blind cat and a dead mouse, but although they were puzzled in their hearts, they didn't ask, after all, everyone has their own secrets more or less.

What's more, even if he asked, he was afraid that Tang Feng would not say it.

Where is Sima Qingshuang's whole person, looking at Tang Feng with angry and envious eyes, she suddenly wanted to ask the other party if she could give this storage ring to herself.

But in the end, she still couldn't open her mouth, because she knew that with her appearance and beauty, she couldn't use this indigenous boy at all.

What's even worse is that even though she is now the senior sister of Turtlefoot Peak, she doesn't even have her own storage ring until now.

Although she is wearing a storage bracelet on her hand now, it is only borrowed from Master Zhangfeng because of the convenience of this trip, which shows the preciousness and rarity of this storage ring.

It was precisely because of this that Sima Qingshuang became even angrier in her heart, and the eyes looking at Tang Feng had changed from envy and jealousy to deep resentment.

Gao Liancheng smiled at this time and sighed: "Senior Brother Tang is really lucky, you can find such treasures as soon as you buy them, congratulations." ”

Although he also had ideas about this storage ring, but at the moment, it was difficult for him to make a move, so he simply handed back the defective ring.

Tang Feng stretched out his hand to take it and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Gao, for helping to appreciate the treasure." ”

Gao Liancheng didn't say anything more, just put away his turtle eye spirit bead.

Bai Jianfeng looked at the ring, his eyes were full of longing, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Dare to ask Brother Tang, do you have any plans to cut your love with this storage ring?"

Tang Feng turned around and asked, "Are you going to buy it?"

Bai Jianfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Don't hide it from Brother Tang, although I am a big disciple of Bai Xuanfeng and a sect Tianjiao, but until now, I don't have my own storage ring, I see that Tang Feng seems to have a storage magic weapon, so I thought if you can transfer this ring?"

Tang Feng looked at the inconspicuous ring in his hand and said with a smile: "I can transfer it, but it is already a defective product, I am afraid that it will ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Tian Huacheng on the side said with a smile: "This is not a big obstacle, although it is damaged, it can be repaired as long as you ask the refining master to help, and it will not be too troublesome." ”

Bai Jianfeng said with a smile: "Don't hide it from the two of you, I know a refiner from the Ziwei Sect, with his help, it should be able to recover, and it only costs some repairs." ”

Tang Feng nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then there is no problem, but I am not very familiar with the market price of this kind of storage ring." ”

Tian Huacheng said with a smile: "I'm familiar with this, the Xuan-level high-grade storage ring, if it is intact, there are roughly two thousand high-grade spirit stones on the market." ”

"Two thousand high-grade spirit stones?" Tang Feng's eyes widened suddenly.

Sima Qingshuang, who was narrating, saw this, and his face became even more gloomy, while Gao Liancheng turned his head, obviously unwilling to look any further.

Tian Huacheng smiled again: "Of course, because this piece of yours is a defective product, it naturally can't be sold at this price, and it is roughly estimated that the price should be around eight hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”

As he said this, he continued: "Although it is not very difficult for the refining master to repair, the price of inviting a refining master to sell is not too low, and the cost is at least two hundred high-grade spirit stones, and even if it is restored, I am afraid that it will not be completely restored, at most there is only about half of its space." ”

Bai Jianfeng said with a smile: "About half of the space, there are also about ten square meters, which is enough for me." ”

Tian Huacheng nodded and smiled: "That's natural, because it's a storage ring, it is more valuable, because it is only related to the size of the space, not like other offensive or defensive magic weapons, once damaged, the performance will often be greatly reduced." ”

Everyone understands this truth, for example, the fire python spirit bracelet that Sima Qingshuang bought just now, because the fire python spirit is too badly damaged, it is almost useless.

And even if you want to repair it, it doesn't mean much, once it is repaired, you have to replace the fire python spirit, or reseal a beast spirit, but this is not cost-effective, it is better to refine a new one.

Bai Jianfeng was frowning, his lips moved and moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

Tang Feng saw this and said: "According to what Brother Tian said, this ring is roughly around eight hundred high-grade spirit stones, but everyone belongs to the same sect, and you have a good relationship with Brother Tian, if you really want to buy it, I will accept you five hundred high-grade spirit stones, how about it?"

Tian Huacheng suddenly smiled and said, "Five hundred high-grade spirit stones, it's a good deal!"

Bai Jianfeng also nodded and said, "Indeed, Brother Tang is a real person, I want this storage ring." He smiled and flipped through it, and a bulging purple bag appeared in his hand.

"This is five hundred high-grade spirit stones, speaking of which, this is already all my belongings, I originally thought that I would buy a weapon at this auction, but now I ......"

He shook his head as he spoke, and said with a wry smile: "But with this storage ring, this trip is worth it, don't hide it from the two of you, I have a good relationship with the refiner of the Ziwei Sect, and I don't need to spend any more repair costs, otherwise, I really can't afford it." ”

Tang Feng handed over the ring and said with a smile: "Then aren't you equivalent to earning two hundred high-grade spirit stones for nothing?"

Bai Jianfeng took the purple bag, put away the ring at the same time, and then sighed: "If you want to talk about earning, it is still Tang Feng's luck, he spent fifty grade spirit stones, and he earned five hundred grade spirit stones!"

Tian Huacheng also laughed and said: "Indeed, this guy is not only talented, but even this luck is not ordinarily good, it seems that he is really the son of luck!"

During the whole process, Sima Qingshuang had been watching coldly, and finally couldn't listen to it anymore at this time, and said coldly: "Is the matter finished? It's getting late, let's leave quickly!"

To be honest, she was in a very unhappy mood, she spent nine hundred spirit stones but bought a scrap product, this guy only used fifty spirit stones to earn five hundred high-grade spirit stones.

As the saying goes, people are more popular than dead people, and she finally has a deep understanding of this today.

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