Chapter 189: Seven Colors of Joy
After thinking about the Great Elder's calculations, Zhu Ganglie behaved more respectfully. "Thank you Great Elder for your kindness, but if the disciple does something wrong, he has to be responsible, and after the Ten Sect Competitions, the disciple is willing to think about it for a year. ”
The Great Elder frowned at first, then stretched out again, no matter what, his purpose had been achieved.
Zhang Xin was still a little unwilling, but after being glared at by the Great Elder, he obediently followed the Great Elder and left.
It wasn't until he couldn't see Zhu Ganglie's shadow that he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, this Zhu Ganglie stopped me from chasing Ling'er, why didn't you expel him from the sect?"
"Hmph, useless thing, I have arranged so many opportunities for you to meet, and you haven't managed a yellow-haired girl, I'm so disappointed. ”
"Uncle, it's not my fault, it's all Zhu Ganglie's fault, if it weren't for him today, Ling'er would definitely agree to my proposal. ”
"Don't say it, everything has to wait for the ten big competitions, and if he interferes with you again, the old man will let him know what a dead word is. There was a hint of murderous intent in the Great Elder's eyes.
"Thank you, uncle, for making it perfect. Zhang Xin looked proud, an outer disciple without a backstage, actually embarrassed him, and cleaned him up sooner or later.
"Uncle, in that case, is this punishment over?"
"Hmph, you think beautifully, using a forbidden weapon in the sect is a capital crime, it's good if the old man can keep you, you have to go to the cliff." The Great Elder's eyes were cold.
Then he saw Zhang Xin's unwilling face, and then smiled: "Xin'er, why are you so stupid, my uncle asked you to think about the cliff, but not just to make you think about it." ”
"What does uncle mean?" Zhang Xin asked puzzled.
"Don't you have a mount?" the Great Elder smiled slyly.
"Uncle means ・・・・・・" Zhang Xin said excitedly: "But my nephew can't subdue her." ”
The Great Elder proudly took out a white bottle from his pocket, "This is the seven-colored Huanhe incense, as long as you pour a drop out of the Siguo Cliff every day, so that the phoenix demon can smell the fragrance, after seven or forty-nine days, she is not at your disposal." ”
"Hehe!" Zhang Xin smiled wickedly, and he was a little excited when he thought of the appearance of the Egg Demon King. "Uncle, isn't these forty-nine days too long?"
"Hmph, do you think that a demon king is so easy to subdue?" The Great Elder glanced at Zhang Xin with hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and then said earnestly: "Remember, one drop a day, it is best not to let her find out, otherwise it will fall short." ”
Zhang Xin nodded, and then said goodbye to think about the cliff to receive the punishment.
On the other side, Zhu Ganglie took the healing pill, and the internal injuries that were shocked by the Great Elder were also very good, so he went to Fang City with Zhu Gongzi Hou Fatzi.
This time, I won nearly 300,000 spirit stones, plus some weapons were sold, at least 100,000 spirit stones.
According to the stratification, Zhu Ganglie got 160,000 spirit stones, so the three of them decided to go to Fang City to spend it.
Today's fang market is extremely lively, especially there are many more people selling pills and weapons.
Zhu Ganglie looked at several stalls, but there were no weapons that he was satisfied with.
Most of these weapons are medium-grade and low-grade spiritual weapons, there are very few high-grade ones, and even fewer are top-grade.
And the weapon he wants is at least the best spiritual weapon, and the magic weapon is even better.
But he also knew that this magic weapon was extremely expensive, and it was estimated that he couldn't afford such a little spirit stone.
The three of them didn't walk long before they saw the old man who cultivated the magic weapon and the spirit weapon.
When the old man saw Zhu Ganglie, he took the initiative to say hello, and then took out a fist-sized box. "Senior Brother Zhu, the Silk Sword has been repaired. ”
Zhu Ganglie took the box, opened it, and immediately saw an inch-long transparent silk magic sword, but unfortunately the brightness was much dimmer.
This should be the reason for falling from the best grade to the top grade, this silk magic sword has always been his life-saving thing, and now that he has dropped the grade, he is not happy.
This account has to be settled with Motian, and I have made up my mind that when I go back, I will talk to Motian and get this loss back.
"Senior Brother Zhu, I heard that you have won one of the ten masters?" the old man looked like he was begging for something.
Zhu Ganglie nodded, handed the three thousand spirit stones to the old man and said, "Brother is very well-informed!"
"Senior brother smiled, now who doesn't know your name in the outer gate. The old man hesitated again and again, and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, the old man wants to make a deal with you. ”
"What deal?"
The old man paused and said: "Senior Brother Zhu is talented, presumably there is no need to build a foundation pill, the old man is willing to exchange a medium-grade magic weapon for a building foundation pill." ”
Zhu Ganglie frowned, this Zhuji Dan was useless to him, but he promised Zhou Yundong, if he traded with the old man now, he would lose his trust.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, I've already promised this Tsukidan to a friend. ”
The old man's eyes were gloomy for a while, his life was approaching, if there was no Tsukidan, he would die in a few years.
The older people get, the more afraid of death becomes, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he decided to gamble.
"Senior Brother Zhu, you are a person who believes in your word, Lao Yu believes in you, as long as you give me a Zhuji Dan within a year, this medium-grade magic weapon Lao Yu can give it to you now. ”
Zhu Ganglie hesitated, what he lacked most now was the magic weapon, and the medium-grade magic weapon was very attractive to him.
But the value is not as good as a grain of Zhuji Dan, according to the market price, the best spirit weapon is 100,000 spirit stones, the lower grade magic weapon is 300,000 spirit stones, and the middle grade magic weapon is up to 800,000 spirit stones.
And a grain of Tsukidan is worth millions of spirit stones, so it is still a loss for him.
But think about it, with his current financial resources, he can't afford to buy a magic weapon at all, and with a medium-grade magic weapon, he has one more hole card.
"Okay, I promise you. ”
The old man was overjoyed, and immediately took out a shield from the storage bag, which looked no different from an ordinary shield.
"Is this a medium-grade magic weapon?" Zhu Ganglie looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the peculiarity of this shield.
"Senior Brother Zhu, don't you know, this is an old decay that was exchanged from the mortal realm, and after so many years of repair, it has been restored to the level of a medium-grade magic weapon. ”
After the old man finished speaking, he also injected mana into the shield, and the shield immediately emitted an earthy yellow light, and then continued to grow under the old man's control.
In the blink of an eye, it was ten meters high, "Senior Brother Zhu, I am not satisfied with you, Lao Yu suspects that this shield is not as simple as a medium-grade magic weapon." ”
"Where does this start?" Zhu Ganglie was also interested, he was very satisfied with this magic weapon, and with it, his protection was strengthened a lot.
"Although the old man can't refine the magic weapon because of his cultivation, after so many years of research, the old man feels that there should be a machine spirit in this magic weapon.
You also know that there are magic weapons with machine spirits, and the lowest ones are high-grade magic weapons. ”
Zhu Ganglie nodded, took the shield in the old man's hand, and took a closer look, and found that this shield was really not simple.
The lines on the shield alone gave her a deep smell, similar to those of the ring in his storage bag.
"It can't be the magic weapon of the ancient times again!" he had this idea in his heart, but he didn't say it.