Chapter Twenty-Eight, The Mysterious Iron Plate
Gu Changfeng didn't know how to explain for a while, so he blinked his eyes and said, "It's those girls who are forced to do shameful things with others." ”
Jun Qianye's face turned red: "Shameful thing, I don't know if what I did with Su Luoxue before is a shameful thing..."
Gu Changfeng was puzzled: "Son, who is Su Luoxue?"
Jun Qianye coughed, a little embarrassed: "What did you say?" I didn't say anything. ”
Jun Qianye rode away, Gu Changfeng looked at his back, and said in his heart: "Jun Gongzi is a person with a story!"
The two rode through a small alley, the alley was particularly lively, the traffic was busy, the shouting, the sound of selling goods was endless, and all kinds of goods were also dazzling, Jun Qianye was dazzled.
Gu Changfeng introduced: "This is Duobao Street, Tianxing City is the largest city within a radius of thousands of miles, many merchants nearby, including monks, like to set up stalls here, those monks explore the ruins on the edge of the Great Wilderness, occasionally a few heavy treasures are born, these goods are true and false, it is rumored that someone once spent a lower grade spirit stone to buy a heavenly spirit treasure." ”
He smiled and said, "If Childe is interested, you can go and have a look first." ”
"The Great Wilderness Ruins?" Jun Qianye was interested, not that he was so interested in the so-called treasures, but the Great Wilderness was known as the ancestral land of the four seas and eight desolations, and the national sects of several eras rose and fell in it, if it was really the things in those ancient ruins, maybe he could also explore some secrets of the Great Wilderness.
Living in the Great Wilderness since he was a child, he was particularly interested in those secrets.
"Freshly unearthed priceless treasures, don't miss it when you pass by. ”
Jun Qianye was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a shout, he followed the sound and looked, but saw that there were a lot of people in that alley, and there were some strange things, mostly broken bricks and tiles.
"Are these broken bricks and tiles priceless?"
Jun Qianye was surprised, stared at it, and couldn't help but be secretly deflated. These are indeed broken bricks and tiles, and there is no aura at all, even if you give them away, no one will want them.
However, there are many cultivator-like people in front of these stalls, picking and choosing, hoping to really find some treasures.
Jun Qianye looked at one stall after another, his heart moved slightly, he also found some good things, some stalls were placed with some fragments of weapons, which fell into his eyes, these weapon fragments emitted a ghostly light, and they were fragments of spiritual soldiers, which had some value.
He stepped forward to ask, and couldn't help but be stunned, the fragments of the spirit soldier actually asked for dozens of lower-grade spirit stones.
On the way here, he had already asked Gu Changfeng, and now the ordinary currency in the cultivation world is spirit stones, which are divided into lower-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and top-grade spirit stones.
A medium-grade spirit stone is equal to a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and a high-grade spirit stone is equal to a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and so on.
"This is a lie, isn't it?"
Jun Qianye continued to look and saw that there were more than a dozen similar strange black iron signs on the sheepskin of a stall, with strange inscriptions engraved on them, but most of the iron signs were broken, either half of them were missing or the inscriptions were blurred.
Huo'er was a little excited when she saw those iron signs, and flew to Jun Qianye's ear and whispered: "Gongzi, I feel the breath of my clan."
Jun Qianye was surprised: "Don't lie to me, how can this black and non-slippery brand have anything to do with your clan again." ”
Huo'er was in a hurry, pouted the bird's beak and pecked Jun Qianye's head: "Stinky boy, Huo'er didn't lie, after my clan reached the age of five hundred, he set incense wood on fire, lived and immortal inflammation, and was reborn from the ashes, its feathers are richer, its sound is clearer, and its spirit is more marrow." ”
"I feel the breath of immortal flame from these things, it is extremely intense!"
Jun Qianye's expression was solemn, Huo'er was a descendant of the Divine Beast, if it hadn't lied, then these iron brands were not related to the ancient Divine Beast?
He walked up and asked, "How do you sell these brands?"
The stall owner was wrapped in a black robe, hiding his face to death, but the palms of his hands were dry and old, like vines that had not been watered for more than ten years.
Hearing Jun Qianye's inquiry, the black-robed stall owner didn't raise his head, his voice was a little hoarse, and said, "Fifty medium-grade spirit stones, no bargaining!"
"Fifty medium-grade spirit stones!
"Young man, I see that you are young, don't be fooled by this. ”
"These rags are worth fifty medium-grade spirit stones?"
Hearing the offer of the black-robed stall owner, the surrounding crowd immediately exploded, fifty medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to five thousand low-grade spirit stones, and many people don't have so many belongings.
Jun Qianye was even more bitter, not to mention fifty grade spirit stones, he didn't even have fifty grade spirit stones! The old man in the family was more slamming the door than the other, and he didn't give him a single one when he went out......
Feeling Huo'er's blazing gaze, Jun Qianye rubbed his hands, looked at Gu Changfeng and said embarrassedly: "Eh, old Gu, do you have it, borrow me first, and I'll pay it back to you later." ”
Gu Changfeng was taken aback, and said depressedly: "Childe, shouldn't you really spend fifty middle grade spirit stones to buy those broken brands?"
Gu Changfeng felt the same as the people around him, the stall owner looked like a pit goods, and whoever bought those broken brands was unlucky.