Chapter Seventy-Five: Greed

As the so-called wealth moves people's hearts, perhaps tens of thousands of millions cannot touch the heart of a cultivator, but a magic weapon, or a spiritual weapon, is enough to make the other party have a different mind.

Song Jianqiu naturally didn't know that in the realm, magic weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons, the three items, were all the tools that every cultivator dreamed of.

Needless to say, this kind of spiritual object bred by heaven and earth is not so easy to encounter and obtain, and the few magic weapons that we know at present are all treasures of the town sect of the great sect, hidden in the hidden place of the sect, nourished by the qi of heaven and earth, and will not easily show their appearance in front of outsiders.

The only thing that can be known and has no owner, is only the stone rhyme of Lingyan Temple, which is a magic weapon that has not yet been born, and many people have peeped at it, whether it is hard or soft, and even want to move away with the stone, but they have failed.

That stone rhyme has long been connected to the entire earth, unless it automatically breaks through the stone, no one can shake the power of the entire earth with human power.

Since the magic weapon is so precious and can be encountered but not sought, it is considered the dream of all cultivators, just like an ordinary person who likes Rolls-Royce but can't afford it, so he can only treat it as a dream.

As a dream, the magic weapon is born from the natural birth of heaven and earth, and it is normal that it is difficult to obtain, if there is a magic weapon everywhere, it will not be valuable.

As a result, normal cultivators would like to have a Dharma weapon or a spiritual weapon.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, it is a man-made artifact, and the former is relatively rare, after all, the materials made are rare, and there is a risk of failure, unless the sect has no magic weapon, and if you want to get a magic weapon to the town, you will raise the power of the door to order a magic weapon, but even so, the maker does not dare to say that it will be successful.

Under the magic weapon, there is the spiritual weapon.

Spiritual weapons are slightly easier to obtain than magic weapons, and generally some sects will hold some trade fairs on a regular basis, and some people will sell spiritual weapons. Of course, even if the magic weapon is not good, the price of the spirit weapon is still astronomical, and more than one million is indispensable.

Of course, since it is artificially made, it is natural that there is a distinction between high and low, whether it is a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon, if it is custom-made, then naturally there is no say, and some are made by the maker, the good or bad are determined by heaven, according to the advantages and disadvantages, the price will naturally fluctuate.

As a result, it is not impossible for a magic weapon auction to suddenly appear at a certain trade fair, but this kind of auction magic weapon is generally not as good as the custom-made, which depends on how high a person or a certain party has a high pursuit of magic weapons, but how much money they have.

This young Taoist priest's eyesight is still very good, and when he saw the bronze Pixiu for the first time, he felt that the quality of this spiritual weapon was good, and he was able to bite his Sansan innate fire without damaging himself, which was already considered the top grade in the spiritual weapon.

But no matter what, this is still a spiritual weapon after all, the young Taoist priest followed the master to the north and south, many sect inheritances have been there, the vision is relatively high, although seeing a good quality spiritual weapon is a little hot, I feel that the family is really rich, and even casually gave a spiritual weapon to a little girl to play, but after all, there is still no other thought.

It wasn't until he saw the robe that Song Jianqiu was wearing that he saw it extraordinary at a glance, and now he saw that it could easily resist his own Dao method - this was not the small fireball he had before, but the sea of fire that he released with all his strength, and it was able to resist so easily, which was enough to prove that this robe was a magic weapon!

Magic weapons!

Even the worst-quality magic weapon is the Taoist object that most cultivators dream of, not to mention that the appearance of this robe is not ordinary, and the greed in the heart of the Taoist priest cannot be suppressed in an instant.

If he was only a little hesitant before, now he completely wants to take it for himself.

The sea of fire and the robe stalemate between Song Jianqiu and the Taoist priest became a barrier, blocking the sight of both sides, so that the former could not see the latter's greedy eyes.

However, whether it can be seen or not, Song Jianqiu understands that this matter can't be over, the other party released a Dao method, obviously even she is included in it, it is clear that he wants to put her to death, why this is so, and his practical knees can also understand.

In addition to knowing the bad things done by the other party, the bronze pixiu and robe in her hand should be the things that the other party peeped at. Although she didn't know how precious her robe was, it was a matter of merit, and naturally it couldn't be a mortal thing.

Outsiders can understand, why doesn't she understand?

After a moment of stalemate, Song Jianqiu noticed that the power of the flames had weakened, and immediately shouted: "Close!" ”

When the words fell, the robe seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and quickly returned to Song Jianqiu's hands, and with it, the sea of fire was quickly taken away, and finally extinguished and disappeared without a trace.

Song Jianqiu turned around and put the robe on his body again, and at the same time, his other hand released the bronze Pixiu again.

The young Taoist priest kept looking at the robe, until he saw the robe being taken back by Song Jianqiu, he was a little anxious, and was about to open the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, but saw a streamer rushing towards him, and the open bronze mouth of the bronze Pixiu bit directly towards his head.

Seeing this scene, he suddenly looked horrified, just as Wang Yiting underestimated Song Jianqiu, this young Taoist priest also underestimated this strange girl, even if the other party had a good spiritual weapon and a magic weapon, but because of his age, he didn't take the other party in his eyes at all.

After all, he followed his master to the north and south, in addition to placing various famous sects, he also subdued demons and demons all the way, exorcised all evils, and boasted of rich combat experience, which little girl could compare.

However, it is this contempt that makes him face the line of life and death now.

If he was on guard, he was not afraid of this bronze Pixiu at all, but just now, his attention was all on the robe, and he didn't notice that the other party released the bronze Pixiu, and when he found it, the bronze Pixiu had already turned into reality in mid-air and bit him.

At this time, even if he reacted, it was too late to release any Dao attack.

"Dare to hurt someone!"

Seeing that the young Taoist priest was about to be bitten on the head by the bronze Pixiu, he suddenly shouted angrily, like thunder, rolling through the air, stirring up a gust of air, blowing up the remaining dead branches and leaves around the ground to fly in a disorderly manner, and the dust was flying.