She activated the "Sword Observation Method" and quietly sent out her divine consciousness to the crowd.

Airplanes~~!!!

Fang Lingjun Huo Ran opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fanaticism. Just now, she felt a strong suction coming from the middle of the crowd. The suction was so strong that it almost tore her soul away.

Fang Lingjun was a little incredulous. What kind of knife can cause such a strong vibration of the "method of viewing the knife". Fang Lingjun squeezed into the crowd and saw an old monk of the sixth level of Qi cultivation sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In front of the old monk's stall, a long knife lay horizontally. The shape of this knife is very ordinary, with a slender handle and a thin blade, and there is no trace of sharpness and magic light all over the body.

Fang Lingjun frowned, and once again started the "Sword Observation Method", but there was no reaction to this meeting.

"Impossible?!" Fang Lingjun secretly let out a strange sigh in his heart. Although she was blocked by the crowd during the first attempt, she was sure that the strong sense came from this ordinary long knife. But why did she not react at all when she ran the "Knife Viewing Method" again?

Thinking about it, Fang Lingjun said to the stall owner: "Old man, can I take a look at your long knife?" ”

Hearing this, the old monk glanced at Fang Lingjun and found that the other party was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, so he lazily replied, "Don't touch it if you don't buy it." ”

Before Fang Lingjun could say anything, the people around him who were watching the excitement began to gossip.

"Yo~ I said Old Man Chen, if the little girl is willing to touch your broken knife, you should laugh snickering."

"It's just that a blunt scrap copper and rotten iron dare to be used as a treasure, it's really embarrassing."

There were even people who kindly reminded:

"Little girl, don't be deceived."

Fang Lingjun smiled back shallowly, and without saying much, he bent straight and raised the long knife.

As soon as this knife was in his hands, a trace of surprise rose in Fang Lingjun's heart. It's so heavy! She hurriedly transferred her spiritual power to the palm of her hand, and only then did she stop the trembling of her arm.

Fang Lingjun quietly stretched out his other hand, and his hands worked together to use his spiritual power, and finally successfully lifted the long knife. Fang Lingjun roughly estimated that this knife weighed at least a thousand catties.

Fang Lingjun focused his gaze on the long knife. I saw that the blade was brownish and yellow, made of rough teak, although the length reached one meter five, how could the wood weigh a thousand catties!

As he continued to look upward, he saw that the blade was fifty centimeters long, half-moon-shaped, and covered with rust. Could it be that the weight comes from this blade? Fang Lingjun slowly input the spiritual power into the blade, but it didn't work at all! This...... This just shows that this knife is just like seeing with the eyes, and it is not even a magic weapon at all. The doubts in Fang Lingjun's heart became thicker and thicker, but at the same time, he was more determined in his previous thoughts.

This knife is extraordinary!

"Grandpa, how do you sell this knife?" Although Fang Lingjun was moved, it was not shown on his face. There was only a hint of curiosity in his tone.

It was rare for someone to want to buy this knife, so the old monk raised his eyes and looked at Fang Lingjun, and finally stretched out his hand with three fingers.

"Good!" Fang Lingjun very simply took out the three hundred spirit stones.

"You want to send food?!" The old monk raised his sparse eyebrows and said in an accentuated tone, "Little girl, I'm talking about three thousand spirit stones. ”

"What!" Fang Lingjun widened his eyes and said, "Three thousand spirit stones?!" ”

The people around me couldn't see it.

"Old man Chen! You really dare to speak, I don't want you to give me a broken knife! ”

"Three thousand spirit stones? Haha~~ Laughing to death, obviously not even the lowest-level magic weapon, but dare to open his mouth, I can buy a high-level magic weapon with three thousand spirit stones~~! ”

The old monk got up and snatched the long knife from Fang Lingjun's hand, and scolded in his mouth: "Phew, you have money, then why don't you go to the big store to buy a high-grade magic weapon to play, it is obvious that you want to pick up cheap ones from the stall." I'll sell three thousand spirit stones, what's the matter! Tell you, this is the heirloom of our Chen family, a group of illiterate guys. ”

"You!" "Okay, you sharp-toothed old man Chen......" The face of the crowd was not as thick as that of this old monk, and they only muttered a few words and stopped taunting him.

Fang Lingjun frowned slightly, this old man was a master who didn't want to suffer, thinking that he would ask for a thousand yuan, and he wouldn't sell it.

Three thousand spirit stones to buy such a long knife that is not even a magic weapon...... Everyone felt that it was not worth it, but Fang Lingjun had his own thoughts. This knife, she must take it!

But she didn't take out more spirit stones, but quietly withdrew from the crowd and stayed away.

When everyone saw that Old Man Chen had scared away a man who wanted to buy a knife, they laughed at him a few words and scattered them.

After leaving the stall, Fang Lingjun went to several elixir shops and sold the Bihui grass on hand in batches. I bought a few more bottles of "Qi Inducing Pill", and then left Xianchengfang City.

The sun is slanting to the west. Two figures, one old and one young, walked on the mountain path.

"Grandpa, can my brother's illness be cured?" The child took the old man's hand and raised his head.

Hearing this, the old man stopped, looked at the face full of hope, and nodded heavily: "Yes!" Absolutely! ”

"It's great~It's great~!" The child was overjoyed, jumping and clapping his hands: "Brother can play with Xiaobao again~ hehehe." ”

"Who!" At this moment, the old man suddenly protected the child behind him and said in a deep voice.

Step ~~~ Step on ~~~~~

Light footsteps could be heard in the woods.

"Is that you?" The old man's sparse eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at the girl who came over suspiciously.

The person who came was Fang Lingjun. She smiled lightly: "Grandpa, I don't have any malice, I just want to buy your long knife." ”

"Oh? Three thousand spirit stones, I won't sell one less boy. ”

Fang Lingjun didn't say much, and went straight to a storage bag and threw it to the old man.

The old man cautiously glanced at Fang Lingjun, and then opened the mouth of the bag: "Three...... Three thousand spirit stones, you can really get three thousand spirit stones?! Then why did you ...... again in the first place" The old man seemed to think of something, so he pouted, and only glanced at Fang Lingjun incomprehensibly.

He guessed correctly, Fang Lingjun was not without money, but he was cautious, the so-called heart of guarding against people was indispensable, she was a little monk who practiced qi at the fourth level, so naturally she didn't dare to take out three thousand spirit stones in front of so many people.

Fang Lingjun didn't want to bring disaster to himself, so that people with a heart would worry about it.

"Where's the knife?" She stretched out her hand.

Hearing this, the old man rubbed for a while before reluctantly taking out the long knife from the storage bag. He gritted his teeth and threw it directly to Fang Lingjun.

"I, Mr. Chen, am a person of credibility, this knife is indeed passed down from my ancestors, and I did not deceive the girl for half a point. Girl, don't underestimate it, although this knife is not even a magic weapon, but it is extremely strong, even if you use a spiritual weapon, you can cut it constantly. If it weren't for the urgent need for the family to use these three thousand spirit stones to save their lives, I would definitely not be willing to sell them. ”

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