"I heard you right, Huber. You can't fool people like this, three thousand yuan, you treat you as Shang Fang's sword!" Shen Hangchong couldn't help but complain. In these years, what kind of goods are really treasured, a broken knife, and the price is actually 3,000.

Hu Yong looked like he loved it or not, and said: "If you want to suppress the incense of the Fire God Temple, you have to be this evil thing, you can still find this kind of old antique now? This cleaver, lose one less one, it is counted as a hundred years, the size is an antique, three thousand yuan is really not expensive." ”

"The point is that it's a pig-killing knife now. You asked me to carry it to the Fire God Temple, and before I even reached Fuzi Street, I was already pressed to the ground by the city gate. ”

Hu Yong rolled his eyes and said, "Who told you to put your waist on it?" ”

Shen Hangchong looked at the unsightly "Pig Killing Knife" and said, "Can this thing really deal with that incense?" He had tried the power of the incense in the Fire God Temple, but just by touching it tentatively, it hurt his palms with a burning pain, and if this was a real knife and a real gun, it would not be life-threatening.

Therefore, Feng Jiufa recommended it, it must make sense, this insurance has to be bought. He gently touched the knife surface with his hand, and his first reaction was one word - cool!

You must know that for Shen Hangchong now, there is basically no difference in the general temperature span, but this knife face can actually bring him a cold feeling, and there is indeed something.

"It's cheaper, anyway, Huber, you said it, this pig-killing knife is also lost. ”

Hu Yong looked unhappy, but he could hear what Shen Hangchong wanted, and said directly: "If it weren't for the old man's face, I would still be reluctant to give it to you! ”

Shen Hangchong: "......"

It seems that this cultivation is really costly, if you don't start your business plan early, you will become poor in minutes.

"Okay! 3,000 is 3,000, pay in installments, is it okay?" Shen Hangchong gritted his teeth, and it could be regarded as a waiver. This knife seems to be really useful, just in case, you still have to take insurance.

"It must be paid in full!" Hu Yong didn't know what Shen Hangchong's calculations were, what kind of installments he really wanted to make, and he had to wait until the Year of the Monkey to get the money.

Shen Hangchong really convinced this fat old man who did a small business, and there was no room for bargaining with you at all, but he was sure that Shen Hangchong would buy this insurance.

"If it's not good, it's a penalty of ten!"

Hu Yong said: "Definitely, but the premise is that you have to light the Yang Fire of the Ming God Court, otherwise you will go, and you will give your life in vain, and this fire knife will not exert the slightest power." ”

"Dizzy, the conditions of use are still so harsh. ”

Hu Yong said disappreciatively: "Isn't it harsh? Isn't it just lighting the Yang Fire of the Ming Divine Court, what a big deal." ”

Shen Hangchong has already completed the WeChat transfer, looking at this "pig killing knife" that can only be regarded as scrap iron at present, not to mention how depressed he is. Since becoming a protector, my kidneys are really getting worse day by day......

Hu Yong patted Shen Hangchong's shoulder and said with a smile: "The treasure sword is given to the hero, Uncle Hu, I will help you get here." ”

Shen Hang Chongpi smiled and didn't smile, give?

You're a high-priced extortionist!

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When Shen Hangchong returned home, Xu Qian hadn't come back yet, so he hurriedly entered the house and took out the "fire suppression knife" bought at a high price to show off. The light was not good before, so Shen Hangchong turned on the lamp and played carefully.

Although it has been so long, Shen Hangchong didn't expect this pig-killing knife to be so cold, there is a chilling feeling, no wonder it is called a fire knife, this knife is too piercing!

In ancient times, anyone who was beheaded, which one was not a serious offender, this pig-killing knife used to cut off the head in the previous life was also stained with karmic fire and anger, and Shen Hangchong even felt uneasy when he held it.

"You still have to buy this insurance. He carefully wrapped the pig-killing knife in cloth and placed it in a drawer.

Shen Hangchong took out the mysterious notebook from his schoolbag, and now every time he goes out, he takes it with him just in case.

【Divine Flame: 69/100】

Shen Hangchong looked at the personal information on the title page with some surprise, "Why has it risen so much? It was only fifty-four the night before yesterday." Shen Hangchong looked at the inexplicable great improvement, and his heart was a little excited, if he continued to progress at this rate, it should be in the past two months.

"It's ......"

Shen Hangchong opened the notebook in surprise and continued to find that after the original "F-level Eclipse Fire", there was actually an extra page on the blank page!

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Soul Flame F-class fire

Born by relying on soul fire feeding, it has an innate restraint effect on human soul fire, and constantly enhances its own strength with devouring.

Rarity: Relatively common

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Shen Hangchong felt the existence of nothingness on the screen, that kind of suction, it was actually the kind of feeling that the soul collector of the soul place had for him last night!

"Could it be, the two who appeared in the Fire Dao World last night weren't people!!"

Shen Hangchong couldn't help but be a little shocked.

You must know that no matter whether Huang Bingning or Feng Jiufa used the fire technique on him before, none of them could be collected in this notebook, according to Shen Hangchong's understanding, the Dao Protector's control of the different fire is just a trend towards them, and the origin is still their own yang fire, so it has not been collected, but this soul flame has actually been collected!

"No wonder Master said that the people of the Soul Residence are extremely mysterious, and their origin is not Yang Huo. Shen Hangchong faced this unexpected harvest of the origin of the alien fire, no wonder he had a great improvement in the past two days, it seemed that it was because of the absorption of this "soul flame" origin that the Yang Fire of the Divine Court had a big improvement.

If the entire soul place was a huge alien fire group, Shen Hangchong didn't dare to continue thinking about it when he thought of this.

He put his notebook back in the drawer, ready to start his daily compulsory lesson—meditating on the Lingguan vine statue. These complicated things are not something he can think about clearly now, the most important thing for him now is to improve his strength, break through to a heavy heaven, and then help Peng Peng recover the lost soul fire.

Windfall is an unexpected gain, but relying on the improvement obtained by his own meditation made Shen Hangchong feel a kind of precipitation and steadfastness, like a sledgehammer, repeatedly beating and honing his Divine Court Soul Fire. This kind of daily polishing is also a way for Shen Hangchong to improve his state of mind.

A dark black glow flowed from the notebook in the drawer, seeping into the pig-killing knife on the side.

If you look closely, there are countless wailing skulls faintly appearing on the originally smooth and new knife surface! A peerless murder weapon was inadvertently born in Shen Hangchong's drawer!

That kind of chilling atmosphere instantly lowered the temperature in the house by several degrees!