Chapter 697: Imperial Iron
"Here you go!"
Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian were blackmailed very badly, and each handed over a thousand earth-grade Xuanshi to Monk Tan Qian in exchange for a Buddhist scripture.
For Hua Qinglian, a thousand earth-grade Xuanshi is not too much. However, it was difficult to swallow this breath, and the resentment towards Tan Qian's kindness was very deep.
Ning Xiaochuan was originally a poor man, and the 1,000 earth-grade Xuanshi were still obtained from the Qiankun ring of the Great Demon of the Holy Fish Clan, and before they were hot, they fell into the pockets of the Tanqian monks, and the resentment against the Tanqian monks was even deeper!
"Amitabha!
Monk Tan Qian's eyes were smiling, and he immediately put away the two bags of earth-grade Xuanshi, for fear that he would be snatched back by Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian.
The three of them unfolded the Buddhist scriptures, wrapped them around their bodies, and flew towards the remnant tower.
When they entered the cold current layer, the Buddhist scriptures on their bodies really emitted dazzling Buddha light, and golden Sanskrit texts rushed out of the scriptures one by one, turning into a golden net of Buddhist texts, wrapping them in the center and isolating the cold.
"Boom!"
They broke through two layers of cold currents in quick succession and reached the bottom of the remnant tower.
When standing at the bottom of the remnant tower, you can really feel the huge atmosphere of the remnant tower, which is like an ancient god standing in front of you, exuding the charm of vicissitudes and simplicity.
If it were an ordinary monk, standing at the bottom of the ruined pagoda, he would definitely be tempted to kneel down and worship.
The bottom of the remnant tower was cut by some sharp weapon, and the gaps were uneven, all yellow rust.
The pattern that was originally engraved on the body of the tower has been blurred and difficult to identify because of the rust.
"Wow!"
The Buddhist scriptures wrapped around Ning Xiaochuan's body suddenly shattered and turned into pieces of waste paper, floating in the air.
The Buddhist scriptures on the bodies of Monk Tan Qian and Hua Qinglian were also shattered, and the essence was lost, turning into pieces of broken paper.
"The Buddhist scriptures of the Tanqian monk can only be used once. Ning Xiaochuan's heart secretly said.
Hua Qinglian walked towards the remnant tower, stretched out a slender snow-white hand, and wiped off a layer of rust, and under the rust, there was a trace of dark cyan light flowing, like a divine mirror, and ancient words were floating on it.
Monk Tan Qian trembled with excitement, his eyes lit up, and his lips were drooling, and he walked towards the remnant tower, took out a vajra and knocked on it, probing this broken supreme weapon in his way.
Hey!
Ning Xiaochuan was more than ten meters away from the remnant tower and picked up a piece of scrap iron the length of a walnut, which was very irregular in shape and covered with rust.
However, such a small piece of scrap iron was extremely heavy, like a big mountain, and Ning Xiaochuan wrapped his arm with vitality before picking up this piece of scrap iron.
He wiped the rust away, revealing a deep cyan glow, countless tiny ancient texts floating on the surface of the iron.
From a distance, it looked like a small star pinched in Ning Xiaochuan's hand.
"This is a fragment that fell from the Supreme Imperial Weapon, but unfortunately, it has been falling for too long, and the essence is almost lost. ”
"Otherwise, even if it is just a piece of imperial iron that falls from the Supreme Imperial Weapon, the destructive power exerted is definitely more powerful than that of ordinary inferior Supreme Weapons. The Heavenly Emperor Blade said with some regret.
The essence of this piece of imperial iron has almost been lost, and it looks bright and dazzling, but there is only an empty shell left, which is no different from scrap iron.
Of course, Ning Xiaochuan was very sorry and wanted to throw away this piece of scrap iron, but after he glanced at Monk Tan Qian, a strange smile immediately appeared in his eyes.
"Oops! this ...... This is...... A piece of imperial iron that fell from the Supreme Imperial Weapon, make a lot of money!Make a big profit!" Ning Xiaochuan held the scrap iron in his hand in both hands, excited and trembling with excitement.
Sure enough, after Monk Tan Qian saw the dazzling remnant iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, he immediately ran over, his eyes widened, he added his lips, and said, "Lord Ning, don't jump to conclusions too soon until you are sure that it is really the imperial iron that fell from the Supreme Imperial Weapon. The poor monk has the most research on the Supreme Imperial Artifact, let the poor monk help you identify it!"
Ning Xiaochuan glared at Monk Tan Qian, exposed a small piece of the imperial iron, and said: "It is exactly the same as the breath of the iron tower, and there are ancient texts flowing on the surface, and the divine light is dazzling, it is definitely the imperial iron that fell from the Supreme Imperial Weapon." I don't know if I can buy a hundred earth-grade Xuanshi after I sell it!"
100 Ground Grade Stones!
Monk Tan Qian's heart was overjoyed, and he secretly thought: "Ning Xiaochuan is still too young after all, and he doesn't understand the value of the Supreme Imperial Weapon, even if it is just a piece of imperial iron, it is definitely worth more than 10,000 earth-grade Xuanshi. ”
Monk Tan Qian was silent, his face was solemn, and he sighed: "It's just a small piece of imperial iron, and it will definitely not be sold for a hundred earth-grade Xuan Stones." ”
He pointed to the iron tower in front of him and said, "Lord Ning, you see, this iron tower is so tall and huge, if you can sell a hundred earth-grade Xuanshi for such a small piece of iron, then if you sell this iron tower, won't you be able to buy a few human civilizations?"
Ning Xiaochuan nodded and said, "What the master said seems to have some truth. ”
"It's not just reasonable, it's so reasonable. ”
Monk Tan Qian pondered for a moment and said, "However, the poor monk recently plans to forge a treasure, which is just one piece of imperial iron. If Lord Ning is willing to give this piece of imperial iron to the poor monk, the poor monk is willing to give ...... Thirty pieces of earth-grade Xuanshi Xuanshi will buy this piece of imperial iron. ”
"Thirty earth-grade Xuanshi?" Ning Xiaochuan said directly: "It's too cheap, don't sell it." Besides, I don't lack Xuanshi either. ”
"Wait!"
Monk Tan Qian clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Lord Ning Shi is a great heart cultivator, so naturally there is no shortage of Xuan Shi, so if Lord Ning Shi has anything missing, the poor monk can exchange it with you." ”
"Really?" said Ning Xiaochuan.
"Absolutely. "Monk Tan Qian is a serious Taoist.
"I don't know what you have, how many things do you take out and see?" Ning Xiaochuan naturally wanted the piece of "earth crystal" in the hands of Monk Tan Qian.
However, Monk Tan Qian is too shrewd, if he directly picks out and says that he wants "earth crystal", Monk Tan Qian will definitely be alert.
Therefore, Ning Xiaochuan planned to let Monk Tan Qian take out the "Earth Crystal" by himself.
Monk Tan Qian immediately took out a large number of utensils from the monk's robe, including a vajra, a wooden fish, an incense burner, an iron bell, and a bowl...... There are more than 30 pieces, but these utensils are all tattered and devoid of spirituality, maybe they are the utensils he took from a Buddhist temple.
Ning Xiaochuan frowned, knocked the pile of utensils on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Since the master is so insincere, then this deal should not be done." ”
"Wait, there is, there is a treasure, a real treasure!"
Monk Tan Qian gritted his teeth, as if he had been sucked by someone's blood, and took out a dark yellow earth bead.
Ning Xiaochuan took out the dazzling piece of imperial iron in his hand and exposed it, then looked at the earth bead in Monk Tan Qian's hand, shook his head again, and said: "The 'earth bead' is indeed a treasure, but compared to the imperial iron, it is still too much worse. If the master doesn't have any other treasures, forget it!
Saying that, Ning Xiaochuan stuffed the piece of imperial iron into the Qiankun bracelet.
"Wait!"
Monk Tan Qian seemed to have made an extremely heavy decision, closed his eyes, took out the piece of earth crystal, and said: "Lord Ning! This time you have made a lot of money, speaking of which, the value of the imperial iron is not even a fraction of the earth crystal." However, who is called why do you have a fate? Who is called the poor monk who has always taken good care of the younger generation? The poor monk handed over this earth crystal to you today, which can be regarded as a good fate. ”
Although the value of the earth crystal is expensive, it is far from being comparable to a real piece of imperial iron.
He wanted to exchange the earth crystal for the imperial iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, and he also wanted Ning Xiaochuan to owe him a favor, and he was very good at it.
Ning Xiaochuan naturally calculated it.
"The master is really compassionate and heartfelt, which makes the younger generation admire. Ning Xiaochuan took the earth crystal in Monk Tan Qian's hand, and then, holding the imperial iron in both hands, handed it to Monk Tan Qian.
After taking over the earth crystal, Ning Xiaochuan immediately put the earth crystal into the Qiankun bracelet, and would not give Monk Tan Qian a chance to go back.
Hua Qinglian shook her head lightly and said, "Brother Ning, you have suffered a big loss! The value of a piece of imperial iron is more than a low-grade supreme weapon, and thirty pieces of earth crystal are exchanged for a piece of imperial iron, which is about the same." ”
Ning Xiaochuan winked at Hua Qinglian and said with a smile: "If it's really an imperial iron, how can I give it to someone else?"
Hua Qinglian was thoughtful, with a strange smile on her face.
Half a day later, Monk Tan Qian rushed to find Ning Xiaochuan, his face was blue and white, holding the imperial iron in his hand, and he panted and said: "Master Ning, the poor monk suddenly discovered that the piece of vessel to be forged does not need the imperial iron. This piece of imperial iron is of extraordinary value, comparable to a low-grade supreme vessel, and it is really a treasure trampled on in the hands of poor monks, can it ...... Can you get it back?"
Monk Tan Qian had already inspected the Imperial Iron just now, and found that the essence in the Imperial Iron had been drained completely, and it had almost become a piece of scrap iron.
Therefore, he immediately rushed to find Ning Xiaochuan.
"Master, you deliberately deceived the juniors, right? The value of this piece of imperial iron is comparable to that of a low-grade supreme weapon? Didn't you just say that it is worth less than a hundred earth-grade Xuanshi?" Ning Xiaochuan said.
Monk Tan Qian shook his head vigorously and said, "The monks don't speak. A piece of imperial iron, the power that erupted was definitely more powerful than the ordinary low-grade supreme weapon. The value of the imperial iron is naturally more expensive than the ordinary low-grade supreme weapon. Thirty pieces of earth crystals can't buy a piece of imperial iron, why don't you get it back, poor monks don't like to take advantage of others, and the Buddha will blame it. ”
"Don't change!" Ning Xiaochuan said.
The earth crystal that has already arrived, how can there be a reason to spit it out?
Monk Tan Qian also knew that he had been deceived, and he could really be described as "being a goose fighter for a long time, but now he is pecked by geese", and he is simply remorseful.
Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering bang.
"Boom!"
In the distance, a huge golden paw print struck, shaking the void, and the two layers of cold mist that enveloped the remnant tower were dented.
"Ning Xiaochuan, today this king will definitely want you to die without a place to be buried!" The voice of the Holy Fish King, along with the golden demon claws, came from outside the sky.
The golden paw prints struck at Ning Xiaochuan.