Treasure Pavilion, the third largest building in Red Dragon City, in addition to the County King Palace and the Alchemist Guild, is the most majestic in the Treasure Pavilion!

This is the largest trading place in Red Dragon City, and everyone from ordinary people who can't cultivate to big people with the status of the county king will come to the Treasure Pavilion to trade.

It can be said that this is the most prosperous area of Red Dragon City, and there is no one.

The Treasure Pavilion is divided into three layers, the first layer is basically a place for ordinary people to exchange firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, the second layer is the place where warriors can enter, and as for the third layer, it is only a big man with status who can enter!

Mo Wufeng walked straight into the Treasure Pavilion and went straight to the second floor.

"This son, is there anything that can be served?"

As soon as Mo Wufeng stepped onto the second floor, a sweet-looking woman greeted him.

"I want a sword, preferably a spiritual weapon!" Mo Wufeng said what he needed.

Hearing Mo Wufeng's words, a glint flashed in the woman's eyes, spiritual weapons, unlike ordinary weapons, spiritual weapons can guide their own spiritual power, only a refining master can create them, and the lowest spiritual weapons are tens of thousands of spirit stones, this is a big list!

"Childe can call me Xiaofu, come with me!" The woman said politely, those who can afford to buy spiritual weapons are not ordinary people.

Following Xiaofu, Mo Wufeng came to a corner on the second floor, where the walls were full of all kinds of long swords.

"All of them here are spiritual weapons, Childe can choose at will!" Xiaofu pointed to the long sword path on the wall.

His eyes swept over those long swords, Mo Wufeng's face was expressionless, these are also worthy of being called spiritual weapons, the materials made are not pure, the techniques are rough, and the craftsmanship is superficial.

The guiding effect of these "spiritual weapons" on spiritual power is minimal.

"Childe is...... Not satisfied?" Xiao Fu observed the words and immediately understood what Mo Wufeng was thinking.

These are all from the hands of the third-grade refining master of the county city, the wind master, although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it is also extremely popular!

"Take out the best spiritual weapon of your Treasure Pavilion!" Mo Wufeng said with great pride.

Anyway, there is an ancient river, and it is not bad for a spirit stone, and it can be recorded on the head of the ancient river when the time comes!

Xiaofu listened, her beautiful eyes lit up instantly, this son turned out to be a big financier?

She didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately went to prepare, and after a while, Xiaofu came to Mo Wufeng with three quaint wooden boxes.

"These three spiritual weapons are the proud work of the third-grade refining master of the county city, the master of the wind, and they are also the best spiritual weapons included in the second layer of my Treasure Pavilion!" Xiaofu handed it to Mo Wufeng.

Opening the first wooden box, a silver longsword lay quietly in it, looking much more delicate than the longsword hanging around.

However, Mo Wufeng was still not satisfied, because the process was still very rough.

Open the second one, still not satisfied!

The third one, still not satisfied!

In the eyes of ordinary martial artists such as Xiaofu, these three spiritual weapons can be called miraculous, but in Mo Wufeng's eyes, they are full of loopholes, whether in terms of technology, materials or production techniques!

"This guy won't be here to trick me!" Xiao Fuliu frowned slightly, this was already the best spiritual weapon in the second layer.

"Yo, isn't this Mo Wufeng?"

Just as Xiaofu was about to ask, a flirtatious voice came from behind her.

Turning his head to look, when he saw the person coming, Xiaofu's pretty face flashed with shock, and then hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Sun Gongzi, Chen Gongzi!"

Mo Wufeng raised his head and frowned slightly when he saw someone coming.

This person is none other than Sun Zixuan, who had competed with himself for the first place in the Red Dragon Sect re-examination!

Xiaofu looked at Sun Zixuan and Chen Xiao beside him, and a look of admiration flashed in her eyes.

These two people, one is the first in the re-examination of the inner courtyard of the Red Dragon Academy, and the other is the personal disciple of the third-grade refining master Feng, they are both big people who can enter the third layer!

"A martial artist from a small town in the countryside dares to come and buy a spiritual weapon?" Sun Zixuan glanced at the long sword in Mo Wufeng's hand and said with a sneer.

"A little warrior from the countryside?" Chen Xiao and Xiaofu were stunned for a moment.

"You don't know the identity of this person yet, right, from Qingyang City, a ninety-three-ranked rural city, you say, how can he afford a spiritual weapon?" Sun Zixuan said loudly, and the entire second-layer martial artists heard it.

Hearing this, a touch of anger appeared on Xiaofu's face, no wonder Mo Wufeng was dissatisfied with these spiritual weapons all the time, it turned out that he had no money to buy them!

"Take it, waste the old lady's expression and feelings!" Xiao Fu snatched the spiritual weapon from Mo Wufeng's hand, and looked at Mo Wufeng's eyes, with a trace of disgust and disgust.

I thought that Mo Wufeng was a big financier, but it turned out that he was just slapping his swollen face and becoming fat!

"Hmph, I'm just a poor man, and I still have the courage to look at my teacher's proud work, it really defiles the teacher's spiritual weapon!" Chen Xiao's tone was yin and yang, covering his nose, and he also looked disgusted.

Looking at Sun Zixuan, who suddenly appeared, and Xiaofu, whose attitude had changed greatly, Mo Wufeng suddenly smiled, and it was a group of villains who tended to be inflammatory.

"Boring!" Mo Wufeng didn't bother to pay attention to them, and turned to leave.

Since the Treasure Pavilion doesn't have what you want, then listen to Furukawa and go to the black market.

Mo Wufeng's contemptuous attitude made Sun Zixuan's face look ugly, and Mo Wufeng had this attitude in the retest!

He knew that Mo Wufeng's strength was stronger than him, but compared to financial resources, ten Mo Wufeng was not an opponent!

"Stop!" Sun Zixuan reached out and stopped Mo Wufeng.

"Don't be in a hurry to go, which spiritual weapon do you like, my son will buy it for you!" Sun Zixuan patted his waist bag, very arrogant.

As the young city lord of the second largest city in Chilong County, he has nothing else, but there are many spirit stones!

"I'm sorry, I don't like this garbage!" Mo Wufeng's face was indifferent, he didn't bother to look at Sun Zixuan, he directly hit his arm with his shoulder, and walked straight forward.

"This garbage?!" a hint of anger appeared on Chen Xiao's face on the side.

"Stop, what kind of garbage are you talking about?" Chen Xiao didn't say a word, and stopped Mo Wufeng again.

These spiritual artifacts are all the proud works of his teacher, and they are actually called rubbish by a hillbilly? Isn't this insulting to his teacher?

Stopped again, Mo Wufeng's face turned cold, and a purple evil light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't bother to follow the three of them, but Sun Zixuan and the three of them had to inch in, blocking his way again and again.

Is it true that the evil god is good-tempered?

"Get out of the way!" Mo Wufeng's voice was cold, as if coming from the Nine Hells.

"Bold, this is Master Feng's personal disciple, Chen Gongzi, how can you shout at him?" Xiao Fu stiffened his face and shouted sharply.

Chen Xiao raised his head and put on a condescending look: "You insulted my teacher's work, now give me an explanation!"

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