"Childe, this price is already very low! You must know that the value of this thousand-year-old ghost grass is at least 1,500 seal stones, and it is not uncommon for more than 2,000 or even 2,000 seal stones. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoMy 1,500 seal stones are already the lowest price!" Seeing that Mengfeng was too expensive, the old man who set up the stall couldn't help but say. It's like saying, 'I'm already so cheap, how can you still be too expensive?'"

Seeing this, Meng Feng smiled and said, "Old man, this ghost grass is really expensive. You see that the luster of the grass roots is obviously faint, and you also know that the most important thing about the ghost grass is the grass roots. The grass roots are light, which means that the quality of this ghost grass is not so perfect, right?"

"Ugh. ”

Hearing this, a hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the old man who set up the stall, but the old face still remained calm and looked at Mengfeng, "This son, you are laughing." The light color of this grass root does not necessarily mean that there is a problem. Although color is indeed the key to measuring the quality of a medicinal herb, it can't be determined like that, right?"

After a pause, the old man who set up the stall made a look of gritting his teeth in pain, and said, "Otherwise, this is the case! 1,200 seal stones, this ghost grass will belong to the son, what do you think?"

"Twelve hundred seal stones are fine, but you have to add those few things. ”

Mengfeng made a deep groan, and after a moment of silence, his eyes turned, and his finger pointed to the small pale gray iron piece and a few worthless things around him, and said.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the old man who set up the stall was stunned for a moment, his eyes followed what Mengfeng was pointing at, and saw that the few things that Mengfeng pointed to were worthless, but they were a little weird. For a while, I thought that Mengfeng was treating these things as something extraordinary. There was a secret joy in his heart, but his face was made to make a painful and loving appearance, and only after half a sound did he spit out a word, saying: "Okay!"

Hearing the words of the old man in the stall, Mengfeng's heart that had been tense suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained calm, and at the same time he handed a space ring containing 1,200 seal stones to the old man in the stall, and said, "This is 1,200 seal stones, old man, you order it." ”

Needless to say, the old man in this stall swept his mind in the space ring, and saw that the number was correct, and after taking away the seal stone with his own space ring, he handed it to Mengfeng along with a brocade box wrapped in ghost grass and several other items, including the small pale gray iron piece.

After Mengfeng took it, he rode on the silver rhinoceros and left.

"Haha...... These boys are really easy to deceive. This time it's a lot of money!"

Looking at the back of Mengfeng riding a silver-white rhinoceros away, the old man who set up the stall couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile.

It's just that he smiled, who didn't know that the dream wind at this moment was also a smile on his excited face.

Looking at the small pale gray iron piece in the palm of his hand, Mengfeng's face was unconcealable.

The ghost grass of the old man who set up the stall, because the roots were damaged, the real value was about six or seven hundred seal stones. At this point, how could Mengfeng not see it, the reason why he was willing to buy it at a price like 1,200 seal stones was naturally for the small pale gray iron piece in his palm at this time.

Others don't know what this is, but Mengfeng does, this is a genuine good thing!

Record Iron!

In other words, it is the printing technique to record iron. This thing is just like the record stone that the old man gave to Mengfeng when he was hunting in the qualifying competition of the East Pole Academy, it is a kind of thing used to record printing skills or exercises. Often, this kind of thing, only the printing techniques or exercises recorded in it, will become quaint.

In front of me, in the iron of the record, look at this old, rusty and simple appearance.

Dream Wind can be sure that this is definitely a person that has been passed down for many years, and may even have been handed down from ancient times.

Among them, there is definitely something extraordinary that is recorded.

If it weren't for that, would Mengfeng be the kind of person who would suffer a loss to buy things?

As for how this record of Tie Mengfeng was seen, it was naturally the popularity of Mengfeng given by the old man. After following the old man for so long, Mengfeng's insight and eyesight have definitely improved greatly.

Speaking of the old man, in the past year, Mengfeng has been confirmed, and the old man is really not in the light gold small iron piece.

Because in the past year, Mengfeng has encountered several fatal dangers. If the old man is here, even if he wakes up, he will definitely wake up and help him. But on those occasions, the old man did not appear. However, in the end, Mengfeng still relied on his ability and a bit of luck to get out of danger.

But the departure of the old man made Mengfeng very uncomfortable for a while.

It took a month of immersion to shake my senses and gradually adapt to the current situation. At the same time, he also made up his mind that when he returned to the East Pole Academy and returned to his dreamhouse, he would definitely go to Shuangjian Peak again.

Because of the reason for recording iron, after letting Demengfeng ride the silver-white rhinoceros for half an hour, he couldn't wait to find a hotel and ask for a room.

After laying a layer of prohibition to ensure that no one would find out, Mengfeng carefully took out the pale gray recording iron from the space ring. Then a ball of purple thunder and fire rose from his right hand, and he placed the recording iron on it and slowly burned it.

Recording iron, like recording stone, is refined with a powerful flame before revealing what is recorded in it.

When he was hunting, the recording stone that the old man gave to Mengfeng was revealed in it for about half a minute after his purple night thunder light was burned. But at this moment, this record was burned for five or six minutes, but there was no reaction, and this time made Mengfeng a little anxious.

His face couldn't help but show a touch of unconfidence.

Could it be that this small pale gray piece of iron in front of you is not recording iron?

But if it weren't for the recording iron, under his purple night thunder and fire, he would have turned into fly ashes a long time ago, how could he not even have any reaction?

"I don't believe it. ”

Unable to figure it out, Mengfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly increased the temperature of Zixiao Thunder and Fire.

For a moment, the temperature of the entire room increased, but the recording iron still did not react at all.

Time passed slowly, and when it was about a quarter of an hour, the furnishings in the room, because of the increase in temperature, showed a trace of melting, and Mengfeng was also sweating profusely. However, this small pale gray piece of iron was as before, and there was no reaction at all.

"MD, it's a pit, it's a real pit this time. ”

Mengfeng can already be sure that this time he is really out of sight. It wasn't the recording iron he had imagined, it just looked like it. Because if it was recorded iron, under the burning of Zixiao Thunder and Fire, the things recorded in it would have been revealed long ago. But there was no reaction to this thing.

Sighing helplessly, he glanced at the small pale gray piece of iron, and Mengfeng still included it in the space ring.

Although I don't know what this bottom is, but under the burning of Zixiao Thunder and Fire, there is no reaction, which means that this is definitely not a mortal thing, and when I see the old man again in the future, Mengfeng decided to ask the old man.

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