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Although Luo Zheng is clear, real high-quality treasures and weapons may not appear in such a big shop. But Luo Zheng's target is not those fine spiritual weapons in itself.

What Luo Zheng wants to buy today is a mysterious weapon.

This Thousand Machine Pavilion is so big, it must have a lot of mysterious weapons in reserve.

When you enter the Thousand Machines Pavilion, you will be greeted by a dazzling array of weapons.

The crimson-gold axe and the emerald green spear are like a great sword with blood flowing endlessly.

Luo Zheng glanced at those weapons, and all of them were lower mystical weapons.

The business of this Thousand Machines Pavilion is also very good, many people come and go and shuttle among them, and dozens of small servants in yellow robes are also busy greeting guests.

Luo Zheng has been around for so long, and he wants to find someone to come over and ask, but no one has come.

About those little guys are the reason why Luo Zheng is wearing the robe of the outer disciples, and the people who work in the Fang City know very well that most of the outer disciples have just entered the Qingyun Sect, even if the Qingyun Sect distributes a little welfare, they must have the courage to cultivate, and they can't get any money in their hands at all, so they are not interested in Luo Zheng.

After waiting for a long time, a little servant made time to see Luo Zheng's appearance, and only then did he come over to greet him with some reluctance.

"This guest officer, what weapon do you want to choose? We have everything in the Thousand Machines Pavilion, as long as it is the weapon you want, you can find it," the little guy said these words about a hundred times a day, and he spit out of his mouth, very smoothly.

Luo Zheng nodded, looked at those weapons and said, "I see that all of them are low-grade mysteries, I don't know where your top-grade mysteries are?"

"High-grade Xuanqi?" The little guy was stunned for a moment, and looked Luo Zheng up and down.

Although he guessed that Luo Zheng probably couldn't afford to buy high-grade mysteries, he also knew that there were some children of the scholar clan in the imperial capital, and they liked to pretend to be poor, and the one in front of him couldn't afford to buy high-grade mysteries.

So the little guy carefully picked up the impatience on his face, and at the same time changed it to a slightly courteous smile, "The high-grade Xuanqi is no longer in this area, if you want it, you can come with me." ”

Luo Zheng nodded, and then followed the little guy to the depths of the Thousand Machine Pavilion.

The internal space of this Thousand Machines Pavilion is huge, and after walking a large circle, the weapons placed on both sides gradually transition from low-grade mysteries to middle-grade mysteries, and then transition from middle-grade mysteries to high-grade mysteries.

"These are the top-grade mysteries of our Thousand Machine Pavilion, and each one of them is not a boutique of mysteries!" Xiao Wu introduced.

Luo Zheng glanced at the counter, as the little guy said, these mysterious artifacts are all high-quality, but they are not high-quality, but they have to be discussed.

It is also a high-grade mystery, and there is a big gap between them.

For example, the top-grade mystical artifacts that Luo Zheng collected from the evil lang could basically only refine five to six drops of Tianyan essence.

However, the two halberds in the hands of the black and white spurs unexpectedly smelted fifteen drops of molten iron essence.

As far as Luo Zheng observed, these high-grade mysterious artifacts in front of him were far from meeting the standard of high-quality products.

Although these mystical artifacts do not meet the standard of high-quality products, Luo Zheng is very satisfied with refining five drops of molten iron essence from a high-grade mystical weapon.

"How many high-grade artifacts do you have here?" Luo Zheng asked.

Hearing Luo Zheng's question, the little guy was a little puzzled, this guy just wanted to buy a mysterious weapon, why should he care about the number of high-grade mysterious weapons in the Thousand Machine Pavilion?

But the little guy was still patient, took out a record book, and said: "In our Thousand Machines Pavilion, there are thirty-two high-grade mysteries in the sword category, eighteen in the hammer category, twenty-six in the knife category, and more than a hundred in other categories, a total of two hundred and twenty-three pieces. ”

Luo Zheng nodded slightly.

Although the prices of these high-grade mystical artifacts are not the same, on average, a high-grade mystical artifact can be sold for the price of a hundred spars.

"Which one did you pick, this guest officer?" asked the little guy, feeling that he had been very patient.

"Two hundred and twenty-three high-grade mysterious weapons, I want them all," Luo Zheng suddenly said lightly.

"What?" the little guy was stunned, thinking he had misheard.

The monthly salaries of these little guys are relatively low, and a considerable part of them are extracted from the mysteries they sell.

Therefore, they naturally want to sell as much as possible.

However, when ordinary people enter the Thousand Machines Pavilion, they buy at most one or two pieces of mysteries, and few people will buy three or four pieces.

But the young man in front of him, as soon as he opened his mouth, he covered all the mysterious weapons, what kind of concept is this?

"Don't tell such jokes, this guest officer...... Do you know how much it costs to buy these high-grade mysterious weapons?" The little guy's face gradually became a little ugly, and it seemed that he had met a madman today.

"On average, based on a hundred spars, it will cost about more than 20,000 spars, am I right?" Luo Zheng smiled slightly.

More than 20,000 spars...... Even for Qianji Pavilion, it was quite a huge deal.

Although there are many customers in Qianji Pavilion, most of them come in to buy low-grade and medium-grade mysteries, and the transaction amount in a month is probably only more than 10,000 spars.

"More than 20,000 spars, do you think anyone can take them out? Go and go, if you entertain the master, you will give it to me!" This little guy was also angry suddenly, he saw that no one was serving Luo Zheng, so he took the initiative to come over, but he didn't expect to meet a madman who opened his mouth to cover all the high-grade mysterious weapons.

"What, you can't be the master, if you can't be the master, I can find someone else," Luo Zheng said lightly, while reaching out to hold a sword in his hand and observe.

"Whoever you like, go to whomever you like!" the little guy grimaced, turning his head to leave.

Luo Zheng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he walked to the end of the counter unhurriedly, where there was a middle-aged man in brown clothes, counting the accounts.

"Are you the person in charge here?" asked Luo Zheng.

The middle-aged man raised his head, glanced at Luo Zheng, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Luo Zheng directly took out the token that Zhang Wuxian gave him this time, and then said, "I want to buy a batch of high-grade mysterious weapons." ”

The middle-aged man saw Luo Zheng wearing a white robe, and he didn't take Luo Zheng seriously, and he also needed to rely on clothes to identify his customers when doing business in these years.

But when the middle-aged man saw the token in Luo Zheng's hand, his expression suddenly changed.

The middle-aged man knew that token, and he knew even better than Luo Zheng.

The token of the "Tianlu ticket number" has a total of four colors: purple, white, and blue.

Among them, purple is the most ordinary, while gold is the most noble.

The token in Luo Zheng's hand is the most noble token.

Even if there is no spar in this token, you can lend 10,000 spars to any Tianlu ticket number.

The holder of such golden tokens, known to middle-aged people, does not exceed a thousand.

The middle-aged man instantly realized that he had met a big customer, and his face suddenly seemed to be blown by the spring breeze, and he walked out from behind the counter and said politely: "This friend, what do you want to buy?" In addition to the mysterious weapons on our side, there are also a few spiritual weapons for sale on the second floor, I can take you to see them!"

"No need," Luo Zheng turned back and pointed to the row of high-grade Xuanqi and said, "I'll buy some high-grade Xuanqi." ”

"Oh!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a subtle look of disappointment, after all, the big customer holding the golden token only bought some high-grade Xuanqi, and he was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he never dared to show it in front of Luo Zheng, after all, such a customer must not be offended, maybe he will be able to bring a lot of business in the future, "I don't know if you picked that high-grade Xuanqi?"

"This one, this one, and this one," Luo Zheng pointed out.

"The customer wants these three high-grade mysterious vessels, and I'll have someone wrap them up for you," the middle-aged man said.

"No, in addition to these three, the other two hundred and twenty high-grade mystical artifacts are a whole number, and I have them all," Luo Zheng said with a smile.

“......”

The middle-aged man stood there, unable to spit out a word for a while.

has been a shopkeeper in Tianji Pavilion for so many years, what kind of customer has he never seen?

But it's really the first time he's seen someone buy something like this.

"You're not joking, are you?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously, if it weren't for the fact that he had seen Luo Zheng's golden token of the Tianlu ticket number, he would have ordered someone to blast Luo Zheng out at this moment.

But the middle-aged man knew very well that the person in front of him had the financial resources to eat the one hundred and twenty high-grade mysterious vessels.

"I'm not joking, you won't give me a discount if you buy so much at once?" Luo Zheng asked.

"Discount! Of course this discount will be offered!" Hearing Luo Zheng's affirmative tone, the middle-aged shopkeeper was already convinced at this moment that he really wanted to buy one hundred and twenty pieces of mysterious artifacts in one go, although he didn't know what Luo Zheng wanted to do with buying so many high-grade mysterious artifacts.

"Guys, come over to me!" the middle-aged shopkeeper shouted, but he attracted a lot of people.

After seven or eight servants came over, the middle-aged shopkeeper said, "Help this distinguished guest wrap up all these high-grade mysterious weapons!"

After those little guys listened to the order, they began to take out the high-grade mysterious artifacts one by one.

The little guy from before was also among them, and when he heard the shopkeeper's request to wrap up all the high-grade mysterious weapons, his face suddenly became very ugly......

At this moment, the little guy even regretted his intestines.

He thought that Luo Zheng was a madman and deliberately teased him, where would he have thought that Luo Zheng had really wrapped up all the top-grade mysteries......

His salary is largely a commission from the sale of mysterious weapons.

The commission for the sale of a high-grade artifact is equal to several months' salary.

If he sells more than 200 pieces of mysterious artifacts in one go, the commission he gets is enough for him to not have to work for the rest of his life!

But what was his own attitude towards others just now?

Thinking of this, the little guy's mouth was full of bitterness, what other way could he do it except secretly scold himself for deserving it?