Lei Dong knew in his heart after hearing this, but his face was hesitant, and he also wanted to test whether he could raise the price again.

When the stall owner saw Lei Dong's hesitant face, he immediately panicked, and said directly: "Originally, my purchase price was indeed five hundred yuan stones, but senior brother I know that my junior brother will be extraordinary in the future, and if I want to make a good relationship with my junior brother, I will buy it at the price of five hundred and fifty yuan stones, what do you think?"

If the ordinary Xin Jin Sword is used for sale, this stall owner will not hesitate to care about you. Anyway, you love to sell or not, Lao Tzu said that if you collect 500 yuan stones, you will receive 500 yuan stones, and you will not accept one more.

But the stall owner saw at a glance that this Xin Jin Sword was definitely a rare boutique, and the Xin Jin Sword sold in the Tianji Building was several grades higher. It is definitely the best divine weapon that is difficult to buy even with Yuan Shi, and some people are rushing to buy it even if the price is doubled.

Therefore, this stall owner was afraid that Lei Dong would hesitate and let him miss the relationship with this divine weapon, and it would be too late for him to regret it. So he hurriedly added another fifty yuan stones to dispel Lei Dong's hesitation, and he couldn't let Lei Dong know that it was the reason for the value of the divine soldier itself.

But the stall owner didn't know that if he insisted any longer, Lei Dong would probably sell him for 500 yuan stones.

Lei Dong's original psychological price, that is, five hundred yuan stones, although the Xin Jin Sword synthesized by the system must be much stronger than the one sold in Tianji Building, but if you want to sell it at a high price, Lei Dong thinks it is not very realistic.

After all, the people who bought the divine soldiers in Tianjiling City were definitely not rich in their hands, and the rich people had already had their own divine weapons.

But at this time, the other party's actions made Lei Dong realize that his original idea was wrong.

Why do you take out 50 more yuan stones, just to make a good fate, bullshit! You and I don't know each other, come up and take out 50 yuan stones to make a good fate, deceive the ghost!

Thinking of this, Lei Dong said in embarrassment: "It's still a bit low, my ancestor passed down the word, saying that his magic weapon is a rare boutique, according to my ancestor's autobiography, his old man spent nearly a thousand yuan stones to buy this sword." Why don't I take a look elsewhere, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm bothering my brother!"

When the stall owner heard this, it turned out that people knew the quality and price of this divine soldier, and his face couldn't help but blush slightly. But if he was asked to take out a thousand yuan stones, he really couldn't take them out, but he couldn't bear to miss the superb divine weapon in front of him, otherwise he would definitely regret it afterwards.

"Wait...... Senior brother and so on, according to what the junior brother said, a thousand yuan stones, senior brother, I bought it. The stall owner decided to stabilize the thunder first, and then slowly figure out a way to see if he could borrow some from a friend or something.

Lei was slightly shocked after hearing this, and said secretly: This is okay? I have already doubled the price, and he actually agreed, how can I feel that I have lost money?

People are like that sometimes, when things are done too smoothly, they think more. At such a time, if the thunder sword of the Xin Jin can be sold for a high price of a thousand yuan stones, it is not a loss.

Of course, if the quality of this Xin Jin sword is publicized and many people bid, it may be possible to sell a few hundred yuan stones on the basis of a thousand yuan stones. But in that case, it would violate the principle of thunderous obscenity and non-waste.

Tightly, the stall owner said embarrassedly: "But in the hands of the senior brother, there are indeed not so many stones, I wonder if the senior brother can wait? I'll ask a friend to borrow it first!"

"Yes!"

Lei Dong nodded in agreement, and at the same time, the sense of loss in his heart was also indifferent.

I saw that after the stall owner got Lei Dong's consent, he didn't shy away from Lei Dong, and a white conch suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he used his true yuan to urge the conch.

It didn't take long for Lei Dong to see the white conch tremble slightly, and he actually made a human voice from inside: "Senior Brother Zhu, sometimes, but do you want to return my Yuan Shi?"

Lei Dong was stunned when he saw it, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "I'll go, this heart snail is almost the same as a mobile phone!"

This kind of communication spirit treasure of Lianxin Luo, Lei Dong had heard of it from Cao Tiankui before, but he had never seen it, and he didn't want this Lianxin Luo to be similar to the mobile phone he used in his previous life.

After the stall owner heard the voice in the conch, his voice immediately became flattering, and he replied to the conch: "Senior Brother Li, don't worry, Yuanshi will definitely pay you back, can't you still trust the character of the senior brother?"

"Okay, what's the matter with me?"

The stall owner still flattered and said: "Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother I have encountered some trouble this time, I hope you can save the emergency, and lend me some Yuan Shi ......"

"Doodoo ......"

Lei Dong was stunned again, and said secretly: I'll go, this thing can still hang up people's phones! The key is what the hell is this busy sound? Could it be that the person who developed this spiritual treasure also crossed over from the earth?

The stall owner surnamed Zhu saw that there was no human voice in the conch, only the sound of "doodoo" came out, and after smiling at Lei Dong awkwardly, he continued to use Zhenyuan to urge the conch.

After that, the stall owner surnamed Zhu contacted five or six people one after another, including men and women. But as soon as he heard that he wanted to borrow the Yuan Stone, he either asked him to return the Yuan Stone he had borrowed before, or he refused to borrow it. Others directly cut off contact with the stall owner surnamed Zhu, which made the stall owner's face with some expectation suddenly become even more difficult to look at.

The stall owner surnamed Zhu, who had not borrowed the Yuan Stone, looked at the Xin Jin Sword that was already thunderous and could be used with reluctance, forced out a smile, and said with a discussion: "Let the junior brother see the smile, do you think this will work, senior brother, I will use five hundred Yuan Stones, plus some spiritual materials to make up the difference, in exchange for the senior brother's Xin Jin Sword?"

Lei Dong secretly said in his heart that it was exactly what I wanted, originally he was thinking about how to buy some spiritual materials reasonably and without arousing suspicion, and this stall owner surnamed Zhu took the initiative to propose it It was too timely.

However, Lei Dong also knew that he couldn't agree too simply, otherwise he would still not be able to explain it, so he said with some embarrassment: "But senior brother, senior brother I haven't taken off the mortal fetus yet, although the spiritual material is good, I won't need it for a while!

"Wait... Junior brother!"

When the stall owner surnamed Zhu saw Lei Dong and was about to leave, he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Senior brother, your Xin Jin Jian, senior brother, I really like it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet such a high-quality divine soldier if I miss it this time!"

"You see if this will work, all these spiritual materials in my stall will be worth you, and then I will give you another five hundred yuan stones!"

When the stall owner surnamed Zhu saw Lei Dong, he was first moved, and then he frowned slightly, and immediately guessed that Lei Dong had not yet become a yellow-level martial artist, and it was very likely that he did not know the value of the spiritual materials on his stall.