The first three floors of the Treasure Pavilion are all for ordinary guests to watch and hang out at will, divided into counters and exhibition shelves, all of which are responsible for special personnel.

Weapons, medicines, treasures, even calligraphy, paintings, books, etc., are all available.

Cheng Yuan followed the maid across the first floor, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the pill display case, such as what muscle-nourishing pills, moisturizing cream, Qi Pill, Blood Qi Pill, etc., are all used to assist martial artists in their cultivation, and can allow ordinary people to cultivate to the level of internal strength martial artists as soon as possible.

These pills are all worth a lot of money, one will cost two pieces of silver, and they will be taken for many years, which makes people smack.

He even saw the little Jing Yuan Dan, five taels of silver, which was dedicated to replenishing the essence and blood of the internal strength martial artist, but he didn't find the Jing Yuan Dan of twenty taels of silver that Huo Dao gave him.

Cheng Yuan immediately reacted, the Jing Yuan Pill was for the Celestials, the Inner Strength Martial Artist couldn't digest so much Jing Yuan at all, and there were very few Celestial People in Youhe County, so the Treasure Pavilion would naturally not sell the Jing Yuan Pill here.

Cheng Yuan went up to the second floor, and along the way, he even saw a place where divine weapons and divine armor were sold, and a handle of the Soul Slashing Knife, the Soul Destroying Sword, and the Imperial Soul Armor were arranged in a row, which made people greedy.

But I'm not in a hurry now, I'll talk about it when I sell the Dark Knife.

The maid took Cheng Yuan straight to the third floor, where a chubby shopkeeper was looking through the account books.

"The third shopkeeper, this guest, wants to sell a divine weapon. The maid saluted respectfully to the fat shopkeeper.

"Selling Divine Soldiers?" the shopkeeper looked up and closed the account book with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Speaking of which, a divine weapon is only more than a thousand taels of silver, and there is no need to ask him for instructions at all, and there is a person in charge who can buy it directly at the counter below.

There is only one possibility, this divine weapon is not an ordinary forged divine weapon, but a divine weapon formed by killing ghosts and creatures the day after tomorrow.

Because the divine weapons formed by killing ghosts must have been used by celestials, the true source can be combined with the power of the underworld and the power of the disappearance of ghosts to form the power of the underworld.

The value of this divine soldier itself is not important, but the meaning of the heavenly human representative is special.

The fat shopkeeper looked at Cheng Yuan, naturally he didn't look like a celestial, if he was really a celestial, it would be impossible for him to act and speak like this.

Cheng Yuan restrained the aura of heaven and man, and the eyes of the fat shopkeeper could only see that he should be an internal martial artist.

"The contemptible person is the third shopkeeper of this Treasure Pavilion, Lu Shan, may I ask who the guest is?"

"My name is Cheng Yuan. Cheng Yuan said directly.

"Please let the contemptible people take a look at the divine weapons that the guests want to sell. The fat shopkeeper said with a smile.

Cheng Yuan took out the Youshen knife and handed it to the fat shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper looked at the knife in front of him, three feet and two inches, the blade was slightly thick, the cold light was deep, and it exuded a rather strong magical atmosphere.

"This is the ghostly knife of the Beacon Fire in the city, and looking at the subtleties of this blade and the blade, it should have been built by the second master of the Beacon Fire in the past five years. The fat shopkeeper raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"The shopkeeper has good eyesight!" Cheng Yuan looked at the fat shopkeeper in surprise, even how long the knife was built and who made it so clearly, what kind of eyesight this is.

The fat shopkeeper Chong Cheng Yuan smiled, and looked at the Shen Shen Knife in his hand more seriously, feeling the strength of the Shen Shen in it.

There is a special way for mortals to perceive the power of the underworld. As a high-level member of the Treasure Pavilion, this fat shopkeeper is naturally quite familiar.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, this Dark Sword, the power of the Netherworld God in it is six or seven percent higher than that of the ordinary Netherworld Slashing Knife!"

Cheng Yuan was not surprised. This knife has killed two Yin corpses, plus the ghosts of the alley.

The power of the two Yin Corpses is roughly equivalent to half a mountain ghost, that is, half a standard body of the Nether. And the ghosts in Dali Lane are even more powerful than ordinary mountain ghosts.

Added up, it is indeed a six- or seventy-percent of the divine power.

"Although the material is far inferior to the Netherworld Slashing Knife, relying on the power of the Netherworld God above, this knife's restraint on ghosts is much stronger than that of the ordinary Netherworld Slashing Knife. The fat shopkeeper sighed.

"How much does this knife cost?" asked Cheng Yuan.

"My Treasure Pavilion can give 1,800 taels of silver to receive this knife. The fat shopkeeper was not ambiguous, and said directly.

Cheng Yuan nodded, and was about to speak, when suddenly, a voice sounded from the side.

"Wait!"

He subconsciously turned around, and it was a slightly chubby, white young man, dressed in brocade, who hurried over, followed by two servants.

"Prince Wang!" the fat shopkeeper greeted with a smile.

"Oh, shopkeeper Lu, what about the white grease you promised me last time?"

This white young man's tone was familiar and natural, which made people unconsciously have a good feeling, then looked at Cheng Yuan, arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "This brother, in Xia Wang Hao, is the son of the Wang family in Youhe County. ”

The Wang family, Cheng Yuan has heard of, is one of the top families in Youhe County.

"In the next journey, Chengjiazhuang people. Cheng Yuan also reported to his home.

"Brother Cheng Yuan, I heard just now, you want to sell this divine weapon?" Wang Hao said with a grin.

"Yes. Cheng Yuan nodded.

"Can you show me?" he asked, excitedly.

Cheng Yuan nodded, took the Youshen knife from the hand of Shopkeeper Lu, and handed it over.

"Tsk!" Wang Hao looked at it as a treasure and held the Shen Shen Knife, caressing the body of the cold knife with slight flower marks, and his eyes were faintly shining.

When this ghostly knife slashed the ghosts in Dali Lane, the blade of the knife had some flower marks, and the blade was fine.

"Good knife, this knife, you have to kill more than one ghost to accumulate such a strong god power, right?"

He exclaimed, "This is the sword that the celestial man himself used, the knife that has slashed ghosts!"

As he spoke, he waved his knife casually.

Scold!

The cold sword light flashed in the air, and the power was extraordinary.

Cheng Yuan was not surprised, as early as when this white young man came over, he had already seen that he was an internal martial artist.

"It's really a good knife, the divine soldier who has cut the ghost thing is the real divine soldier!" Wang Hao held the blade of the knife, and suddenly asked Cheng Yuan curiously: "Brother Cheng Yuan, which celestial has used this knife?"

The celestials in Youhe County, those on the bright side and those who live in seclusion, add up to less than ten, and most of them are the pillars of the top families and forces.

He couldn't really think of which one of them was for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Senior Heaven, I wasn't allowed to reveal his identity. Cheng Yuan had no choice but to say so.

Is it possible to shake out your identity?

"It's a pity that I can't see the demeanor of this senior. Wang Hao sighed, and a strange look flashed in Cheng Yuan's eyes.

"Brother Cheng Yuan, just now, how much did Shopkeeper Lu give you?" he reacted and asked.

"My Treasure Pavilion just offered a price of 1,800 taels. Although Wang Hao was going to rob him of business, Shopkeeper Lu still smiled and didn't care about it.

With the existence of the Treasure Pavilion, even if he earns 1,800 taels for nothing, he will not put it in his eyes, but he will have a better relationship with the son of the Wang family.

Besides, the price he gave before was also a fair price. However, this Wang Hao is willing to give a high price, that is someone else's business, and the Treasure Pavilion will not stop Cheng Yuanqiang from buying and selling.

"Eighteen hundred taels? Yes, it's fair. Wang Hao thought for a while: "That's it, Brother Cheng Yuan, I'll pay two thousand taels to buy this knife, okay?"

Cheng Yuan naturally nodded: "This knife belongs to you, Prince Wang." ”

"What's your name, I think Brother Cheng is also a straightforward person, so call me Brother Wang. Wang Hao smiled and took out two light purple silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan took it, and it was two large silver tickets with a denomination of 1,000 taels.

He was about to say goodbye when a figure approached.

"Brother Wang, why are you here today?" The man was tall and handsome, he seemed to be nearly thirty years old, and he was dressed in black ghostly light armor, which was quite powerful.