Chapter One Hundred and One: The Hanging Sky River (I)
Zhang Chujiu pretended to pick and choose for a while, and said impatiently: "My grandfather presides over a 'descendant temple' of the Daomen, and I am the eldest son and eldest grandson, and I am the heir of the next generation.
Buying copper coins was a test given to me by my grandfather, and he thought that I was not too young and wanted to cultivate my ability to deal with people.
To tell you the truth, these copper coins were bought to make money swords, and after they were opened, they were sold as 'town things' to protect the house, in fact, the money was made the same in any era, as long as it was a real old thing.
So I won't pick it either, I've bought all this box, boss, you can give a price. ”
When the thin boss heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, there are professional religious people who are presided over by the family temple, and in terms of economic ability, most of them are fat and oily masters.
After pondering for a while, he said loudly: "Little classmate, no, the little Taoist is very arrogant."
The more you are like this, the more I can't fool people, this box of money is returned to the bag, and you take 80,000 yuan.
I can make some money for this price, but it's just an errand fee for going to the countryside to collect things. ”
"Hush. Zhang Chujiu sneered and said, "Boss, you said that you don't cheat people, it turns out that you plan to kill people."
I've seen it all, and most of the copper coins in the box are the most ordinary 'pennies', and if you sell them alone, they are more than a dozen or dozens of yuan per piece.
I'm round, and it's cheaper to be reasonable.
In this way, let's be born and cooked twice, the whole Shanguo Lane is a little real money in your store, you give a real price, if it is suitable, I will buy it in your store in the future.
If it's not suitable, I'll take a look at it and go to other places, and it won't take much effort anyway. ”
The thin boss hissed as if he was convulsive when he heard the words, and tried to measure it: "The 50,000 yuan." ”
"Five thousand. Zhang Chujiu directly paid out 1/10 of the price.
"Xiaodao Chief, you are not very old, the bargain is really ruthless, 5,000 is not even enough capital, so let's do it, 40,005." The thin boss looked at Zhang Chujiu and said with a sad face.
The two fought back and forth for several rounds, and finally Zhang Chujiu won the entire box of copper coins at a price of 23,000 yuan.
When he was about to go out, the thin boss enthusiastically pulled the customer back and said: "Although our Jingnan is a small county town, it was established early, and the historical records record that there have been people since the Zhou Dynasty, and there are a lot of old things.
If you want to make money again, just come over directly, and I'll keep it for you. ”
"Then thank you boss, we'll see you next time. Zhang Chujiu turned around and responded with a smile when he heard this, walked out of 'Shanguo Lane' with a wooden box, and took a taxi home.
After pouring all the copper coins into the multi-functional warehouse car he made, he stepped on the warehouse car and went straight to the 'Jishan New District'.
Two hours later, Zhang Chujiu had passed through the 'Gate of the Void Realm' and came to a dense forest halfway up the Jishan Void Realm.
Looking around to see if there was anyone, he jumped out of the warehouse car and released the 8 skeleton robots first, scattering them in the four directions of front, back, left and right.
After that, he took out the copper coins and piled them on the ground, mobilized the dark power in his body, and his face instantly lost his expression, turning into ice cubes.
Just stood motionless and pondered for a moment, in the 'Hanging Heaven River' sword technique that Zhang Chujiu had just cultivated, all the tricks and difficulties that he did not understand were all broken through, and he knew it in his heart.
After waving his hand, the nine coins in his sleeve spun out, circled around his body a few times as if he was alive, and landed on the pile of copper coins on the side.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhang Chujiu's hand pinching the sword trick and pointing in the air, and those Qian mothers immediately gave birth to a spiritual response, bursting out with a trace of sword qi, and smashing the entire pile of money making little by little.
The fragments without spiritual power turned into flying dust and were repelled by the sword qi, and the remaining hundreds of points in diameter could only be calculated in microns, while the fragments with spiritual power were attracted by the sword qi, and naturally attached to the mother of money, turning into a part of the 'money sword'.
This whole process consumes a lot of energy, and if it is supported by the secret technique of tattooing in Zhang Chujiu's body, it is less than 40 measurements of biological energy, and it may take one or two months to complete.
But after using the dark power, he was able to freely use the evil energy stored in his shadow, and it only took a few minutes to complete the refining.
Then Zhang Chujiu spent more energy to 'warm' the transformed money sword to the limit that could be used by a first-order transcendent creature, and then retracted the 9 money mother from his sleeve.
It's been busy for a long time, and it's already afternoon, and because of the defense of the 8 skeleton robots, none of the virtual beasts have come to disturb them.
"During this time, the energy saved by the shadow devouring the corpses of the insects and small beasts in the Realm was consumed in one fell swoop," After completing the refining and recuperation of the sword weapon, he thought silently with an expressionless face: "But it's worth it."
Using treasure weapons to resist the enemy, the same intensity of the attack, the energy consumption is only less than 1/10 of the magic power and spell, and the practice of 'Hanging Sky River' is equivalent to me having one more killer feature.
As for the energy that can be obtained by killing, it can be saved later. He sat directly on the ground, took out the water from the warehouse cart and opened the irrigation head, and ate lunch.
After filling his stomach, Zhang Chujiu recalled the skeleton robots that were defending around him, awakened the dark power in his body again, and let out a terrifying murmur as he moved forward, and after a while, he bewitched a group of flying insects and small beasts in the virtual realm, and began a new killing journey.
Two days and one night later, on Sunday evening, Zhang Chujiu, who had regained a lot of shadow energy through the slaughter, finally ended the killing, dragged his tired body and stepped on the warehouse car, appearing in the Jishan Hypoclusal buffer zone.
Seeing from a distance that the protective wall was already a thousand meters away, he stopped the warehouse car, looked around and searched for a while, and settled on a huge rock dozens of meters away to the right.
The stone was boxy, two meters long and wide, and the raised ground was more than three people high, and I don't know how much volume it was buried in the ground.
Zhang Chujiu looked at it for a while, and muttered to himself: "In the past two days, I have become addicted to using 'spiritual pollution', and I have forgotten to try the power of 'Hanging Sky River'."
I can't practice the art of imperial weapons, but I haven't seen it myself. He pinched a sword trick with one hand and waved.
In an instant, 9 fluorescent rays flew out of Zhang Chujiu's sleeves, evolving in the air and splitting into the wind, and finally expanded into hundreds of round light cakes with a diameter of half an inch, densely arranged together, suddenly accelerating, dragging out a long virtual light tail, as if turning into a small and surging stream, falling from the sky and crashing into a boulder on the ground.
In a few breaths, the huge stone was twisted into countless pieces of sand.