Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Magic Weapon and the Banner Plate
Out of Juxian Residence, a quarter of an hour later, Han Zhonglin came to a three-story pavilion with some curiosity, and the plaque at the door was written with three simple characters of "Linglong Pavilion". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Linglong Pavilion, one of the six major trading houses in the virtual capital, does not belong to any of the forces in the virtual capital.
The three-story pavilion looks inconspicuous, not at all as magnificent and luxurious as Juxianju, and there are not many monks who come in and out, so the three big characters of "Linglong Pavilion" give Han Zhonglin a sense of déjà vu.
As soon as he entered the pavilion, Han Zhonglin smelled a strange fragrance in his nose and mouth, the fragrance was light and elegant, which was refreshing. Looking at its ordinary interior furnishings, what makes people's eyes shine is that there are more exotic flowers and plants in many corners, which adds a bit of vitality to the monotony.
When a girl in white saw Han Zhonglin enter the hall, she greeted her, bowed slightly, and asked with a smile:
"The real person is here, this pavilion is honored, please follow the slave family to the quiet room to drink tea and chat. ā
The voice of the girl in white is clear and penetrating, and there is a lot of charm between a shallow smile.
Han Zhonglin was determined, and naturally he was not moved by the girl's coquettishness, so he made a gesture to lead the way in front of his head.
Follow the girl in white to a quiet room and sit down, and after the girl in white waits for the waiter to serve tea, she goes straight to the point.
"Slave Bai Xian'er, dare to ask what is the need for real people to come to Linglong Pavilion?"
Han Zhonglin took out a black necklace from the storage bag and placed it on the round table, stared at Bai Xian'er and said slowly, "I wonder if your Linglong Pavilion accepts this thing?"
I saw that the black necklace was composed of a string of irregular black crystals, and the surface of the black crystals was surrounded by a shallow mist, revealing an eerie chill in the mist, which was terrifying.
Bai Xian'er's eyebrows frowned slightly at first, and then she seemed to think of something, and her pretty face was full of disbelief: "Is this a magic weapon?"
"I don't know how much this item is worth?" Han Zhonglin did not deny it, but asked directly.
After Bai Xian'er looked at the black necklace again, her eyebrows gradually stretched, her face showed a hint of joy, and she said to Han Zhonglin: "This thing is the first time the slave family has seen it, the real person is seated, the slave family will immediately invite the chief steward to come over, and the value of this item will be checked by the chief steward." ā
After a while, the door of the quiet room was pushed open, and a woman in a blue shirt walked in first, and Bai Xian'er followed respectfully. The woman in the blue shirt also gave a slight salute when she came in, and after inadvertently glancing at Han Zhonglin, she said, "Slave Bingyue, can this black necklace allow the slave family to get a look?"
Han Zhonglin nodded, and saw a layer of white soft light appear on Bingyue's white hands, and then the black necklace was ingested into his hand, and then he observed it carefully.
Bingyue's temperament is cold and gorgeous, with a unique mature charm, and a white shadow automatically appeared in Han Zhonglin's mind, how similar this coldness is.
"This Linglong Pavilion must have a certain connection with the Linglong Pavilion in the Misty Immortal City. Han Zhonglin concluded.
At this moment, Bingyue slowly placed the black necklace on the round table.
"This black necklace is a high-grade magic weapon, it has the power of intimidating and terrifying, it is quite rare!" Bing Yue's voice was like a hollow valley orchid, and she slowly sat down.
Han Zhonglin's gaze fell on Bingyue's cold face, and then asked, "What does the Ice Grand Steward think is this worth?"
"Magic weapons have always been rare, although they are precious, they are also remote things, and there are very few interested owners. This black necklace is of good quality, and my Linglong Pavilion is slightly higher than the current market, bidding two million spirit stones. ā
Han Zhonglin frowned and said, "This black necklace is an authentic earth magic weapon, not a magic weapon used by human demons, demons and other acquired demons, so the Ice Steward won't be unable to see it!"
"Oh, have real people ever seen the Earth Demon Monk, and this black necklace was also obtained from the Earth Demon Monk?"
When Han Zhonglin heard Bingyue's words, he instantly understood what Bingyue's intentions were, so he said by the way: "Yes, this black necklace was indeed obtained by a real person from the hands of a rickety demon cultivator!"
"If the real person has more magic weapons, how about my Linglong Pavilion increase the purchase price?"
Bingyue's face was still calm, but it revealed her final intentions.
The corners of Han Zhonglin's mouth played with a touch of arc, how could Bingyue hide his accessible thoughts.
"This real person does have a few magic weapons in his hand, but he doesn't plan to exchange them for spirit stones, if your pavilion has a tool for arranging the array, it is not impossible to exchange it for equal value!"
Bingyue Xing's eyes showed a bit of brilliance, and she seemed to be interested: "The real person took out the magic weapon first, my Linglong Pavilion has a lot of array equipment, and the real person's proposal can't be begged for." ā
Han Zhonglin took out a round purple ball from the storage bag and a long black knife two feet long.
The purple ball is translucent, emitting clusters of purple rays, and the inside of the purple ball has several reticulated lines, like amber.
The long black knife appeared, and the cold meaning in the quiet room was awe-inspiring, and I saw that the whole body of the knife was hideous, and the blade was bent in an exaggerated arc, which looked very terrifying at first glance.
The moment the two magic weapons appeared, Bing Yue's gaze suddenly condensed, first landing on the purple ball for a moment, and then falling on the black ** knife.
A quarter of an hour later, Bing Yue's gaze was withdrawn from the two objects, and he said:
"If this purple ball is not mistaken, it should be a relatively rare poisonous amber, and that long knife is a high-grade magic weapon!"
Han Zhonglin couldn't help but secretly say, "This Bingyue's vision is really ruthless!"
After nearly two years, Han Zhonglin found a way to open the two totem rings, and after several searches in "Kamikaze Apocalypse", Han Zhonglin figured out what the purple ball was. And Bingyue revealed the origin of the purple ball in a short period of time, which impressed Han Zhonglin.
"Three items, 10 million spirit stones, this is the highest price that this Linglong Pavilion can offer. ā
"Deal!" Han Zhonglin slapped his palms.
As soon as Han Zhonglin's words fell, a hint of relief flashed on Bingyue's cold face.
Bingyue gave Bai Xian'er a look, and Bai Xian'er quietly walked out of the quiet room after she understood, and soon Bai Xian'er returned.
"Real people need array equipment, and my Linglong Pavilion really has a set of excellent quality array equipment, called the Twelve Spirit Banner Plates. Bingyue gestured to Bai Xian'er.
Immediately, a three-foot-wide round tray appeared in Bai Xian'er's hand.
The round tray appears to be made of tightly textured wood, and the tray is topped with twelve flags more than a foot long. The poles of each banner are made of bright silver material, and the surface of the banner is painted with intricate gold lines.
As soon as Han Zhonglin's gaze fell on the banner plate, he felt a burst of aura on his face, and couldn't help but praise: "Good thing!"
In fact, Han Zhonglin is no stranger to such a thing, and there is a detailed description of the banner plate in the "Review of the Array Gate", which is the most commonly used array equipment for formation monks.
A good set of flags, one looks at the number of flags, and the other looks at the material of the flags. Although Han Zhonglin didn't understand how the hatplate was made, he could judge the grade of the hatplate from the aura emitted by the hatpan.
And the set of spirit flags in front of him is at least a top-grade array equipment, which is already a luxury for him who has just peeked into the path of the array.
"How many spirit stones does this set of banners cost?" asked Han Zhonglin.
"This set of banner plates belongs to a set of high-grade magic weapons, and its value is comparable to that of top-grade magic weapons, with a price of six million spirit stones. Bai Xian'er replied first.
Han Zhonglin didn't listen to it, and after listening to it, he couldn't help but secretly say to himself, this set of flags is of good quality, but it is also amazingly expensive.
"This set of banner plates is really wanted, and the rest of the spirit stones can be replaced with the best spirit stones. Han Zhonglin said indifferently.
Bingyue then instructed Bai Xian'er to take the best spirit stone and hand it over to Han Zhonglin, and the deal was finally reached.
"Five days later, there will be the annual Linglong Conference of my Linglong Pavilion, and I hope that real people will participate at that time. Bingyue said that a white carved jade jue appeared in her palm, and slowly flew in front of Han Zhonglin.
In just one day, the purpose of the trip to the Void Capital was achieved, and Han Zhonglin wanted to go back to the southeast to cultivate the True Domain directly, but he didn't expect Bingyue to take the initiative to mention this matter, which made Han Zhonglin a little surprised.
"Every year, at the Linglong Conference, a hundred treasures come out, and the best exercises, precious elixirs and even spiritual weapons may appear in this auction, and I believe that real people will be eye-opening. Bingyue added.
Han Zhonglin took the Linglong Yujue with his right hand, and after thinking about it for a while, he changed his mind, and immediately admitted: "Since this is the case, the real person will go to the meeting on time." ā
Turning around and leaving the quiet room, Han Zhonglin left Linglong Pavilion directly and returned to Qingyunfang.
Not long after Han Zhonglin left, in the quiet room of Linglong Pavilion, only the chief steward Bingyue and Bai Xian'er were left.
"Aunt Yue, that masked monk's net worth must not exceed 30 million spirit stones, and he has not yet reached the Jindan stage, why do you want to invite this person to participate in the Linglong Conference?" Bai Xian'er asked with some puzzlement.
A smile appeared on Bing Yue's gorgeous face as if it had melted: "Some time ago, there was news that a spirit weapon master from the Central Cultivation True Domain had arrived in the Void Capital and was sought after by the five major forces. The spirit weapon master let out a word, which force can find a magic weapon for it, and create a corresponding number of spirit weapons for that force, and that spirit weapon master has been determined to attend this Linglong Conference, and Aunt Yue, I conclude that the masked monk still has a magic weapon on his body!"
"Three spiritual weapons, then wouldn't our Linglong Pavilion make a lot of money!" Bai Xian'er was stunned at first, and then burst into joy.