Chapter Forty-Seven: A Broken Book
The monk's grocery yard is located in the depths of the underground trading center, although it is also managed by the four major families, but the monks who set up stalls in it are not from the four major families, but some foreign casual cultivators.
These foreign cultivators do not belong to that force or sect, and they often walk in the four corners of the world, or in the barren mountains and mountains.
Due to the different circumstances, each casual practitioner has their own opportunities, but the opportunities they get are not necessarily useful to them.
At this time, they have to exchange items with other monks in exchange for the items they need, of course, they don't have to use the exchange, sometimes the elixir can also be purchased.
"Hey...... Come and see, come and buy it! All kinds of sword skill pills are cheap!"
"Come on, the best fire iron, only ten spirit pills, you can have a chance to make your natal sword have fire attribute power!"
As the distance of the monk's grocery yard narrowed, the noisy shouts gradually reached Leng Han's ears, causing him to frown slightly.
"Although you can find good treasures in this place, it's just a bit noisy. Hearing this noisy sound, Duan Yi glanced at Leng Han, who frowned slightly, and smiled.
"It's okay. ”
Looking at the wide square that had gradually unfolded in front of him, his cold gaze swept over the square, the rows of stalls, and replied lightly.
"Don't look at this monk's grocery store, but I can tell you that several members of our alliance have found several good materials that can improve the natal sword. ”
Seeing that his cold gaze had been attracted by the things in the monk's grocery yard, Duan Yi also swept his gaze towards this wide square, and said with an excited face.
Hearing Duan Yi say this, Leng Han also raised his steps and walked towards the passage in the middle of the field, and when passing by some strangely decorated stalls, he would always carefully sweep his curious gaze from these stalls.
"Is there anything you need, this friend? These are all good materials for improving the natal sword. Seeing Leng Han's gaze, a young man in gray clothes raised his head and smiled at Leng Han.
"Let's see. ”
On this young man's stall are some strange, colorful stones of different sizes, so they will attract Leng Han's eyes, but although Leng Han has the meaning of looking, he has no intention of buying.
Before reaching the Soul Sword Realm, good refining materials were useless to him.
"Before you reach the Soul Sword Realm, these things are useless to you, so let's go and see something else. Seeing Leng Han looking at these stones curiously, Duan Yi whispered beside him.
Hearing this, Leng Han also nodded slightly.
"Since you want to participate in the Spirit Mage Competition, I think it's better for you to master some Spirit Mage's attack methods first. ”
"The Psychic Mage's means of attack?"
Hearing this, Leng Han was stunned, since he knew the existence of a spirit mage, he only learned the soul light on the spirit mage treasure book, but although the soul light has some attack power, it is like a chicken rib existence, as long as the opponent's line of sight is detected, it can be easily blocked.
"Yes, as a spirit mage, how can you not learn some attack methods, and for you who are about to join the spirit mage, you must not only learn, but also choose the best one. Seeing Leng Han's dazed face, Duan Yi said solemnly.
Hearing this, Leng Han also nodded secretly, so next, Leng Han paid special attention to some spirit mage books, and he directly glanced at those strange materials and pills.
However, after several hours, the cold still found nothing.
"Hey, can a blind man set up a stall?"
However, just when he was disappointed, not far ahead, a stall with a few tattered books and no one watching them caught his attention.
The strange scene couldn't help but make Leng Han's footsteps lift up and walk towards the stall.
And as the distance narrowed, Leng Han also saw clearly, the stall was set up by a short old man with a wrinkled face and a black robe, the old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with an expressionless face, and his gray and godless eyes were looking straight ahead.
Strangely enough, he did not shout like the other monks, but sat there quietly, like a stone sculpture.
When he came to the stall, Leng Han didn't look at the tattered and unnoticeable books on the stall first, but stretched out his palm and gently shook it in front of the old man's gray and godless eyes.
He did this just to confirm one thing, how could a person without eyes who couldn't even see the words on the book sell books, but just as he sighed in his heart and was about to stop, an angry old voice suddenly sounded.
"Where did the ignorant junior come from, dangling in front of the old man at will, could it be that you really think that the old man is blind?"
"You're not blind?" the sudden voice made Leng Shi startled, and he hurriedly retracted his hand.
"You are a blind man, an ignorant junior, if it weren't for the fact that you are deep in this place, restricted by the rules, the old man would have killed you. ”
As if hearing the surprise in Leng Han's tone, the old man said coldly, and then a looming dangerous fluctuation emanated from his body, making Leng Han frown slightly, obviously not expecting this blind old man to be a master.
"Leng Han, this old guy only has the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Sword Realm, don't be frightened by him. But at this moment, Duan Yi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"But this dangerous aura just now ......"
"Oh, it's just a small trick of a spirit mage. Seeing Leng Han's surprised face, Duan Yi glanced at the old man with contempt and said with a smile. "I see. Hearing this, Leng Han couldn't help laughing at himself, he had always bluffed people, but he didn't expect to be bluffed by a blind old man today.
However, although he was bluffed, Leng Han immediately became interested in the books that the old man had placed.
Duan Yi could see that the dangerous aura exuded by the old man was a spirit mage's method, and a large reason was probably because Duan Yi was a spirit mage himself, so he could see through it, and if he was someone else, I was afraid that he might be bluffed.
"Senior, I don't know how you sell these books?"
Leng Han squatted down, picked up one of the books at random, and after flipping through a few pages, he found that it was a primary spirit array that could be arranged by some first-grade spirit mages, and he thought it was quite good, so he raised his head, looked at the old man, and asked with a smile.
Although he was shocked by the other party's false dangerous aura just now, Leng Han was not angry, because the people who came here were all for survival, so it was reasonable to do so.
"Do you want to buy one, or all of them?" Hearing that Leng Han wanted to buy books, the blind old man who was cold at first suddenly changed his face to a smile and asked with a smile.
And looking at the old man whose face changed so quickly, Leng Han first smiled bitterly, and then smiled: "It's all together together." ”
In Leng Han's opinion, these few broken books are only a dozen elixirs when they die, and it is better to buy one than both.
"Well, for your sake, I'll give you this number. Seeing that Leng Han was so refreshing, the old man also smiled, and immediately stretched out three fingers and said.
"Three elixirs?" looked at the old man and stretched out three fingers, and said coldly.
"Three elixirs, you send them to call Huazi, three hundred elixirs, one less is not to be discussed. ”
Hearing Leng Han's words, the old man almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, his body and bones looked quite tough, and he was slightly sluggish, so he pouted.
"Three hundred elixirs? I'll rub it, senior, you shouldn't be crazy about money, right?"
However, when he heard this, it was Leng Han's turn to be surprised, three hundred spirit pills to buy these broken books, unless his head was in water.
Although some primary spirit arrays were recorded in these broken books, after cold observation, this kind of book was not uncommon in the stalls of other monks, and the price was only a few spirit pills.
"Whether you buy it or not, although the books sold by the old man are more expensive than others, as long as you buy these books, the old man will give you an extra book. Seeing Leng Han's shocked face, the old man added.
"Give me an extra book, do you think your book is a book from heaven?" said coldly.
"I dare not admit it, but I got it from a mysterious cave, and although I can't understand the meaning, it can be seen that this book is not ordinary. ”
Speaking of this, the old man also reached into his arms and took out a book that was more tattered than the books on the stall.
When the book was taken out, the old man looked at Leng Han with gray and godless eyes and said, "I can show you this book first, as for whether you buy it or not, it's up to you." ”
Seeing that the old man said it amazingly, Leng Han was also curious, and he reached out to take the book and read it.
As the pages of the book were opened, a breath of ancient vicissitudes rushed in, and then, one by one, obscure and strange characters appeared in Leng Han's sight, making Leng Han's brows frown.
"It's actually an ancient text, but it's a pity that this text is said to have disappeared since the ancient sword cultivation disappeared, and now in the Heavenly Sword Continent, I'm afraid not many people can know this text. ”
Looking at the font on this book, Duan Yi next to him was startled at first, and then sighed.
"This ancient book that I can't recognize, if it's a powerful sword technique or cultivation technique, it's fine, but if it's just an ordinary book, it's too cost-effective. After sighing, Duan Yi speculated again.
"Okay, I bought the three hundred elixir. ”
However, unexpectedly, as soon as Duan Yi's words fell, Leng Han said in a voice with a hint of excitement.