After getting off the stage, Zhimo didn't stay long, still blended into the crowd and left the venue.

After entering the city, Zhimo did not immediately return to the inn, but walked towards the city.

The sun is still a little big, and Xiaoshu is really bored staying in the space, seeing that he didn't go back to the inn, he suddenly became interested: "Xiaomo, where are you going?" ”

"Find a magic weapon." Zhimo replied.

Xiaoshu was slightly stunned, he was willing to replace his two weapons?

"I didn't think it was necessary before, but now it's necessary to change it." Seemed to know what she was thinking, he explained.

Zhimo said, throwing the broken sword he used before into the space, and it happened to fall in front of Xiao Shu, she took a closer look, only to find that there was a big gap on the broken sword.

"This is the time ......" She suddenly remembered the small crunch sound she had heard before, others might not be able to hear it, but she was in Zhimo's space, closest to him, and naturally could hear it.

"Hmm." Zhimo answered.

This broken sword was originally a superior magic weapon, but unfortunately it was broken, but the material is still very good, and he has been using it very easily in recent years. It's just that he didn't expect Yan Huang to block that moment, and he actually made this broken sword gap, and it couldn't be used anymore.

However, it is just right for him to change to a better one, and the next round is probably against the young talents of the major families, those people have a lot of excellent magic weapons in their hands, and they don't have the weapons to take advantage of, so it will be much more difficult to fight.

"But...... The magic weapons are very expensive, right, is Xiaomo's spirit stone enough? Xiaoshu suddenly remembered that Zhimo seemed to be quite poor.

A low-grade magic weapon costs tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, a medium-grade magic weapon costs more than 200,000, and the market price of a high-grade magic weapon is nearly one million, or more than one million...... If Zhimo wants to find a better magic weapon, it will cost at least nearly one million ...... She knew that Zhimo definitely didn't have so many spirit stones.

"Don't worry, the magic weapon will be there." Zhimo's tone comforted her indifferently.

"Could it be that Xiaomo has millions of spirit stones?" Xiaoshu was a little puzzled, why wasn't he worried at all? Or is he going to buy something inferior? However, it is not much use to buy a magic weapon of middle and lower grade to come back!

"No, you'll find out later." The spirit stones on his body add up, at most, they are only hundreds of thousands, and they really can't buy anything.

However, he has other ways~

There is a bustling market in Qianji City, and one of the streets has many shops of chambers of commerce, specializing in selling magic weapons and materials.

Zhimo walked for almost half a street, and finally picked a shop called "Wanbaolou" and walked in.

At this time, it was the time when the conference was lively, and most people went outside the city to watch the excitement, and the city seemed a little deserted, and the business in this store was naturally deserted. When Zhimo entered, there were no other customers in the store, only a middle-aged man sitting behind the counter reading the account book, probably the shopkeeper.

"What does this little friend need?" When the shopkeeper saw Zhimo, his eyes lit up slightly, and he asked politely, but did he seem too enthusiastic, just an attitude that made people feel comfortable.

These people, who have been dealing with all kinds of people for many years, have naturally practiced a pair of shrewd eyes to see people, judging from Zhimo's dress, temperament, and combined with the Dao Conference, this is most likely a young genius, maybe he is still a disciple of a big family, but he can't be lazy!

"I want to see a spiritual weapon suitable for the elixir realm."