And the feedback he got was indeed as Du Rong expected, and even exceeded his expectations, only to see Zong said in a serious manner: "This object has no value marking, if someone else wants to take it less, they will also accept him a few thousand spirit stones." It's just that this thing is used by you to develop alchemy methods, and it is also for my Baiyang Sect, so you can use this thing, and this time it will not be counted as your reward. If your idea succeeds, don't forget to benefit your Uncle Feng and fellow disciples, which can also be regarded as a blessing for the White Yang Sect. ”

Du Rong was also overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately thanked him: "Thanks to the love of the master, the disciple should do his best and live up to his high expectations!"

Under this mistake, not only did he get the unknown strange thing he wanted, but at the same time, he also made Zong Cao look at him a little higher, and looked at the disciple who had supported the supply of pills in the sect alone in the past few months, and was selfless, and he was relieved for a while.

"Okay, this unknown thing will be regarded as a gift from the sect, and the reward that belongs to you has not yet been determined, is there really nothing you fancy in this great treasure house? ”

Zong Cao patted his arm, and was really about to go and fetch some spirit stones, but he suddenly said: "Uncle Grandmaster, since there was no such convention before, don't break it this time, the disciple already knows what he wants." ”

"Didn't you just don't have a favorite thing, how can you decide what you want in the blink of an eye?" Zong Cao was quite surprised by Du Rong's sudden change.

"Just now, the thing that the disciple wanted was ordered by Grandmaster Bo Ti. Du Rong replied with a smile.

"I told you? I don't remember anything I specifically recommended. ”

In Zong Cao's puzzled expression, he didn't answer much, but walked straight to a place, and this direction was the direction that Zong Cao had subconsciously pointed to before.

This is a very inconspicuous corner of the treasure trove here, and it is a small area compared to the treasures that are neatly cut and spaced far apart on the other shelves.

But the shelves are a bit full and disorganized, and everything is stacked here haphazardly.

And the value marked on it is relatively low, and even hundreds of spirit stones can be seen here.

Du Rong's eyes carefully scanned the contents marked under each item, and finally stopped in front of a sword-shaped magic weapon, among these many low-value objects, the value it noted stood out from the crowd - 40,000 spirit stones.

At this time, in front of Du Rong was a medium-sized sword weapon with a whole body of silver and white, the length was the same as the distance between his elbows, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, which looked strange and drew a beautiful arc. The widest part of the blade is about the width of a palm, and the thickness is more than an inch.

It is this wide and thick shape that makes this sword a little more fat and fat, but under the just right streamline, from the perspective of Du Rong, it has a little more beauty of violent aesthetics.

Turning to the introductory notes below, it's just a few sentences. "Chasing the light dagger, scrap. It is a sword-shaped treasure made mainly of Beihai essence and supplemented by the unknown strange object 'soft mud'. After it was made, because the unknown strange objects inside had a strong barrier to the divine consciousness, the monks could not use it. ”

Du Rong raised his hand to remove it from the shelf, only to feel that this hand felt extremely heavy, and the hilt of the forged sword looked a little narrow compared to the broad blade, leaving a nail in the middle.

Thinking that the refiner saw it as useless, he gave up the decoration after the manipulation was fruitless, and it was only a semi-finished product and was classified as a waste product.

Therefore, not only did the sword have no ornaments such as hilts, but also no scabbards, and the short galleys (gauntlets) on the sides looked pitifully cheap.

"This is the treasure weapon that Senior Brother Shen made with that strange thing, and the value of the materials consumed alone is far more than 100,000 spirit stones, not to mention the months of hard work he has spent making this thing. The Beihai Essence is still a scarce material, and this sword is placed here as a material for disassembly. It's just that it is very difficult to extract raw materials from the finished product, and the loss rate is amazingly high, even if all the Beihai essence in this sword can be extracted, it is only worth 30,000 spirit stones at best, and no one in the sect has a special need for this material over the years, so this idle time is more than ten years. ”

Zong Cao, who followed over, saw the object that Du Rong was playing with in his hand and added its origin. Then when he saw that look of joy and love, he frowned slightly and said, "Is this what you want?"

"yes, I'm sure I want it!" Du Rong's eyes were still locked on the sword weapon in his hand, his left hand resting on the side of the blade, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword to slide slowly in front of him.

Even in this dimly lit environment, the bright silver blade still gathered light into a streamer of light that stretched across its head and tail.

The light-chasing dagger reflecting the light is reflected in the pupils of Du Rong, depicting the indescribable mood of the owner of the eyes.

"You must already know the origin and characteristics of this sword, and the divine consciousness and spiritual power consumed by a monk who wants to activate a magic weapon above his realm are far beyond normal consumption. It's not that Uncle Shi looks down on you, to tell you the truth, it's more difficult to drive even ordinary talismans with your Taoism, not to mention that the treasure in your hand is a treasure that even the foundation building monks can't reach. ”

Zong Cao still kindly reminded him of the pros and cons of this, feeling that there was no need to waste the many treasures in this treasury.

Du Rong smiled and took out his medicine cutting knife again, and slashed at it with a light-chasing dagger. The tremor of chopping wood came from the right hand holding the light-chasing dagger.

Hearing the sound of "Qiang", the knife he was holding in his left hand had been cut smoothly from the cutting edge, and only a short half was left in his hand.

"Uncle Shi, you also know that some genius earth treasures are quite hard, I don't know how many of these small knives have been replaced, and now I think this is good, and the blade is easy to use. Besides, isn't there still a high-grade iron worth 30,000 yuan in it, plus the unknown strange things that melt inside, so I won't lose anything. What's more, this is still a treasure, and in the future, when I make a pharmaceutical, I will appear in front of my juniors and disciples to cut grass, what a face-saving thing!" replied with a smile on his face.

Zong Ke listened to this thought-provoking reason with a sluggish expression, and only after a while did he squeeze out a wry smile: "With a treasure weapon to cut medicine, you can be regarded as the most defeated Dan Master I have ever seen." That's it, since you have your use, then I won't say anything more, so what are you going to want for the remaining 10,000 yuan?"

Today, taking advantage of the asymmetry of information, he has taken advantage of it here, and in Du Rong's eyes, these soft soil things are not comparable to his current rich net worth. Even with the cheekiness he had cultivated, he was no longer embarrassed to lick his face and take more things, so he said: "Uncle, today's disciple's income is already very satisfied, and there is nothing else to want." ”

Now that the things he chose have been determined, Du Rong didn't plan to pretend to be too poor in front of Zong Cao, and the other party of the storage bag also guessed that he had it.

However, the one that Yuan Nu gave him was too fancy, he got it from the Yuanying Cave Mansion, and the one that was given to him by Yang Lanxi casually seemed too expensive, but there were still a lot of ordinary storage bags collected from Gan Xian's group in his hands.

He took out a bag that had been prepared a long time ago, swept a total of eight pieces of earth and the light-chasing dagger into it, tightened the mouth of the bag and patted it, with a very happy and satisfied look on his face.

All this was seen by Zong Cao, and he was only overjoyed when he had a sense of the alchemy method, and looking at this motivated junior, he himself laughed a few times with empathy.

There were no other items to choose, and the return journey of the two was very fast, and they walked back to the warehouse door and walked up the steps in a few steps. I saw that all of them were full of red light, but Zong Cao had a wry smile on his face.

In his heart, he probably felt that this disciple who had entered the treasure house of the sect but picked up a bunch of "tattered" disciples should be unprecedented and unprecedented.

Gan Qiuyang still sat in his original position, and when the two of them walked back to the ground, the ground was leveled again with the sound of the squeaky chain turning.

The sect master looked at the two people with different faces, and was also curious in his heart, and was about to ask a few words when there was an extremely urgent knock on the door outside the closed door at an inopportune time, and at the same time, Hua Heguang's suppressed anxious voice came, "Master, you and Grandmaster Uncle are convenient now, Senior Uncle Zhang, who went out, is back, and there is something urgent to report." ”

The half-open mouth closed back under this sudden interruption, Gan Qiuyang frowned, returned to the original gloomy expression, and turned to Du Rong and said: "Master Du, I think you have obtained the treasures you can use in the library, and I still expect you to make more contributions to the sect in the future, and you must also know that this sect is meritorious to the sect." I have something to talk about with your Grandmaster Bo Shang, so you can go back for the time being. ”

Now that the eviction order had been issued, Du Rongzi also thanked him with a sense of humor, turned his head and walked to the door, and reopened the two closed door pages.

In order to wait for him to completely open the two heavy doors, a man with a slightly thin cheek suddenly appeared in front of him, and he looked anxious and nervous, and before the door was completely open, he rushed in through the crack in the door, and melted the people in the middle with a grin, and did not have the heart to say a word of apology before rushing into the hall.

Hua Heguang, who was following closely behind him, also had an ugly face, but when he saw this scene, he confessed to the people in front of him, and at the same time ordered the two Taoist boys standing by the door to close the door immediately, and no one was allowed to enter at this time.

Stepping out of the main entrance of the front hall, Du Rong only felt a smell of blood coming from his nose, he subconsciously moved his steps, but found that he stepped on a pool of wet blood, and when he looked back again, he saw that although Uncle Zhang was in good clothes from the crack in the door that was about to close, there was a shocking red behind him.

"Boom!" The two huge doors closed heavily, and they both looked at the two senior brothers who were guarding the door outside the door, and naturally it was impossible for them to eavesdrop on something, shrugged their shoulders and showed a harmless smile, and slowly paced back with lazy steps under the two pairs of blank eyes.

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