This pile of metal ingots, about 5 cubic meters, is mainly made of some silvery-white metals, which are mixed with some other metals, anyway, Cheng Xiaotian doesn't know anything. These are not the point, what really excites Cheng Xiaotian is that he smells a trace of aura in this pile of metal.

Metals with spiritual energy are collectively known as spiritual materials, and only spiritual materials can communicate spiritual power and be used to refine flying sword magic weapons.

Cheng Xiaotian is now cultivating to a great advancement, but he doesn't even have a flying sword, which is a bit miserable. If it was changed to Shushan, the three old guys would be overjoyed, but they were afraid that they would have stuffed him with a sack long ago, and now, if they want to, they can only rely on themselves.

At the flash of the spiritual material, Cheng Xiaotian was overjoyed, he just didn't care about it and pounced, his speed was so fast, Rao is Mailanda was agile, and he didn't hold it, watching him plunge into the pile of metal.

Rumble!

Whoa!

The metal ingots scattered all over the room, Cheng Xiaotian had to lie on the ground like a puppy, the two "front paws" scratched vigorously, and the scratched metal ingots flew wildly, so frightened that the two old guys flashed out as soon as they turned around.

"Your young master...... Is he sick? Outside the door, Meranda was in shock, but fortunately Cheng Xiaotian didn't pounce on him just now, if that's the case, there is no place to get an anti-epidemic shot......

Sedang listened to the sound of "ping pong" in the room, his face was puzzled, he shook his head and said to himself: "The young master was not like this when he was a child, how can he ...... when he grows up?"

At this moment, Cheng Xiaotian shouted in surprise from the house: "Found it!" ”

The two old dwarves looked at each other, pushed open the door and rushed in.

I saw Cheng Xiaotian sitting on a mess of metal ingots, holding a piece of "mud" in his hand, if he got the treasure, his eyes would glow green!

"Young Master, is this piece of mud you are looking for?" When he said this, Sedang's face was already ugly. He pondered, and when he turned around, he found a shaman for Cheng Xiaotian and danced the great god well.

However, when Meranda on the side saw this "mud", she fell into deep thought, and slapped her thigh half a day later: "This is not mud!" ”

"Nope! That's mud! Cheng Xiaotian finally relented at this time, and immediately rebuked Meranda's fallacy. Of course it's mud, and even if it's not mud, it has to be mud, or else, where can you get so much money to buy it......

Of course it's not mud, this thing is called Tianhe sand, which is a substance born in the cosmic nebula, characterized by the five elements, and is indestructible. Soft? That's an illusion, after being infiltrated with spiritual power, it will become very hard, and nothing can compare to it!

Just such a thing, all the gold that Cheng Xiaotian has added up is not enough to buy, not to mention, spiritual objects are not exchanged for ordinary things at all, and they have no price.

"It's really not mud, an adventurer brought it to the Ironforge Miners' Association, we couldn't melt it by all means, how could it be mud for such a magical thing?!" Meranda pleaded loudly, but couldn't hide the lack of confidence in her words.

Cheng Xiaotian could hear it, and his heart was reassured, it seemed that this treacherous old guy didn't know the goods.

"Then it's a piece of mud that is hard to melt...... Nothing more! It didn't work, so I bought it. Cheng Xiaotian was talking, holding Tianhe sand in his hand as plasticine to play, and threw it with his hand.

This action vividly highlights the waste characteristics of Tianhe sand, and Meranda becomes more and more unconfident. Yes, even if it's really not mud, what good can such a soft thing do?

"Make a price." Cheng Xiaotian said casually, and after speaking, he simply put his hands together, kneaded the Tianhe sand into a long strip, and played with it in the palm of his hand......

At this point, Meranda finally couldn't stand it anymore......

"10 gold coins, you can take them." Meranda waved her hand in disgust, now that this thing was made like this, it didn't look right anywhere.

Cheng Xiaotian suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, his color changed, and he reprimanded angrily: "A piece of plasticine sells for 10 gold coins? What is your work ethic at this price? I don't want it yet! ”

After that, Cheng Xiaotian threw this piece of "poop" on the pig-like bed of Meranda.

"A gold coin! Hurry up and take it! Meranda's facial features began to distort, and she waved her hands desperately, as if to drive away flies. The bed looked dirty to others, and he never felt that he could sleep on it with this thing on it?!

"Yes, count me as a good deed." Cheng Xiaotian shook his head and sighed, and with a wipe of his hand, the "poop" was gone.

After putting away the Tianhe sand, Cheng Xiaotian was settled, and said with a smile: "Now, let's start to officially talk about trading, is this room full of metal ingots...... I want them all! ”

"All of them?" Meranda shook her head dismissively.

"The accumulation of the South China Sea Miners' Association over the years is here, including 15 tons of silver, 12 tons of Mithril, and some black iron, but very little, just sell it to you as Mithril, Sheng Hui, a ton of gold." Meranda gestured with her hand, and finally stretched out in front of Cheng Xiaotian.

Cheng Xiaotian secretly calculated, Mithril is just enough to arm the villagers, and the silver is a bit much, but it will definitely be useful in the future, just a ton of gold, what are you hesitating about? At this time, he was ahead of the curve, and he just wanted to rush back as soon as possible, so how could he care about this.

"You go out first, and I'll cast a spell to inspect the goods." Cheng Xiaotian made a gesture of please.

Although they didn't understand what "spell inspection" was, Meranda and Sedang hesitated, but they still went out and closed the door quite intimately.

Cheng Xiaotian stuck to the door, heard the footsteps of the two walking away, hurriedly untied the Qiankun bag, and went over according to the metal ingots in one place......

Meranda and Sedang walked 10 meters away, and just opened the conversation box to have a good conversation, only to hear a "clang" The door was pushed open, and Cheng Xiaotian paced out leisurely.

"That's it?" Meranda is a little inexplicable, for such a short time, there is no movement, what kind of method is this?

Cheng Xiaotian nodded with a smile and said, "The things are good, I have already received the goods, and the gold has been left for you."

"You're ...... Joke! Meranda crossed his nose and raised his eyes, he felt that Cheng Xiaotian was insulting his IQ! Although his IQ is not good......

Cheng Xiaotian motioned for him to go in and take a look.

Just watch! Meranda ran to the door in a rage, looked in at the door frame, and at a glance, it was like a lightning strike! I saw that the plot in the room was slippery, not to mention those metal ingots, and even his set of guys was gone...... At the head of his bed, there was a pile of gold bars neatly stacked, and with his professional eyes, he could see at a glance that no more, no less, exactly one ton!

"What's going on?" Meranda muttered to herself, suddenly woke up, and looked back, there was only Sedang Ale in the hall, and Cheng Xiaotian was gone.

"Sedang, your young master?" Meranda turned back and grabbed Sedang's arm, asking eagerly.

This trick was completely ineffective against Sedang, he waved away Meranda's hand, twisted a golden horn in front of him, and said triumphantly: "The young master said that he has something urgent and has already left first, and he asked me to hand this over to you."

With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"Meranda." There was a soft shout from beside him, and then the door of a nearby room was pushed open, and a blond young man walked out with a grin.

"Baron Hernandez." Meranda greeted her.

This is not the paladin Hernandez.

"I've lost a lot of money on this deal, and your coalition forces have to compensate me for my losses." Meranda grumbled with a disgruntled expression.

"No problem!"

Hernandez smiled and nodded, looked out of the hall door, and muttered to himself: "Your Excellency, there is only so much I can do, and it's up to you to do the following."