"W-"

"W-"

"W-"

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A thick bell rang from the imperial city, and the bell spread throughout Yongdu and beyond.

The three bells also signify the arrival of the New Year's Day.

Today is the twentieth year of the Apocalypse, January 1st!

East, West, South, North.

Inside and outside Yongdu, the sound of the bell can be heard clearly.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Fireworks burst into the sky, creating a beautiful scene.

Inside and outside Yongdu, it is lively.

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Outer city, eastern suburbs, Tianfeng Villa.

In a secret room, Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on a futon, the mana all over his body surged, and the three-color divine light bloomed from his skin, which was quite strange.

Raising his hand to pinch the trick, Fang Zheng opened his eyes instantly, and the three-color divine light on his skin was also instantly hidden.

"Hoo ......"

Standing up, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, spread out his palm, and the light in his palm flashed, and the samadhi lamp appeared in his hand.

"It's finally refined!"

Looking at the magic lamp in his palm, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

For a few days, he was basically in the middle of the sacrifice, and the advantage of the strength of the Yuan Shen was that it was easier to refine, and during the period, he took the time to go to the Heavenly Division, which was regarded as showing his face.

After the hard trial, the Samadhi Lamp was finally successful.

At the same time, there is another low-grade spirit treasure, the fire spirit spear, and he has also successfully cultivated it.

As soon as the thought moved, the magic lamp in his palm disappeared.

Looking inward, the hell furnace sits firmly in the center, followed by the Samadhi Divine Lamp, followed by the demon refining flag, and the fire spirit spear and the yin and yang qi gourd are side by side.

Fortunately, his mana was strong enough to completely nourish the four spirit treasures.

"It seems that it will take at least a month for the inscription on this Kunpeng egg to be engraved, so wait......"

Looking at the constantly rotating Kunpeng eggs in the Hell's Furnace, Fang Zheng's eyes flickered.

It is very important to be able to obtain the supernatural powers of the Kunpeng clan.

Whether it can become a Kunpeng god body or not, it doesn't matter.

It's the supernatural powers that matter!

In the end, there are still some less means for themselves.

If you deal with someone who is lower than your own cultivation, then there is no problem, but if you are against your own high cultivation, then he is still a little worse.

In a few days, the mana also increased a little.

However, it is far from a breakthrough.

Stepping into the five products, the higher you go, the slower you are!

The accumulation of mana is a very slow process.

Relying on penance, even at the speed of devouring the aura of heaven and earth in the hell furnace, it would take him at least two or three months to break through to the middle stage of the fifth grade.

Arriving at a later stage, it takes longer.

Turning over a product, the mana accumulation required, that is geometric growth.

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Stepping out of the secret room and looking at the fireworks blooming in the sky in the distance, Fang Zheng sighed.

"It's New Year!"

"It's a new year again!"

Looking at the blooming fireworks, Fang Zheng pondered for a while and calmed his mind.

After patrolling around the mansion, Fang Zheng chose a room as his bedroom.

There are dozens of paper doppelgangers who manage the manor mansion, and he doesn't need to worry about basic chores.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Zheng cleaned up his things.

Spiritual weapons, charms, and those that are not used, he naturally will not put them in the storage ring and eat ashes.

What should be processed, naturally has to be processed.

"Spiritual weapons can basically be shot...... Spell...... Well, it's better to keep it, maybe you can use it in future missions. ”

After taking inventory, Fang Zheng sorted all the things that were ready to be shot.

Inferior spiritual weapons, a total of forty-three pieces!

Medium-grade spiritual weapons, twenty-seven pieces!

Eighteen high-grade spiritual weapons!

The best spiritual weapon, seven pieces!

There are a total of ninety-five spiritual artifacts.

There are offensive, defensive, and auxiliary spiritual weapons.

The specific price is incalculable, supportive, offensive, defensive, even if it is a spirit weapon of the same level, it is a different price.

However, according to the general valuation, he can basically calculate it.

The lower grade spirit weapon is almost a few hundred to a thousand lower grade spirit stones.

Medium-grade spirit weapons, almost two thousand to three thousand lower-grade spirit stones!

The high-grade spirit weapon is almost five or six thousand lower-grade spirit stones!

The best spiritual weapon is more than 10,000!

The specific price can only be known after appraisal.

The value of this batch of spirit weapons alone is almost hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

The other party is saying that it is obviously not a small amount.

With all the wealth added up, he would have no problem with dozens of such mansions and manors.

It seems like a lot, but when you cultivate, there aren't many of them.

There are four spiritual treasures, he naturally won't keep these spiritual weapons, it is better to change them to spirit stones to cultivate.

Strength is fundamental, no matter how much wealth you have, if you don't have enough strength to protect it, you can be swallowed up at any time.

"It's still early, you can go and shoot a batch of ...... first"

After the cleanup was completed, Fang Zheng followed and went out.

Step out of the Heavenly Wind Pavilion and walk to the inner city.

The shop that recycles the magic weapon, in Yongdu, there are too many.

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Stepping into the inner city, Fang Zheng entered a shop called Wanbao Pavilion.

At noon, it didn't seem like there were many people in the store, only a few figures.

Founder stepped into the store.

A man in a green shirt immediately stepped forward, smiled, looked at Fang Zheng, and said, "This son, I don't know what I want to buy?"

"I want to do something." Founder's single-knife straight in.

"Oh?" The man in the green shirt looked at Fang Zheng and said, "I don't know what level of magic weapon the guest wants to use?"

"Spirit Weapon!" Fang Zheng spat out two words.

"Spirit Weapon!" The man in the green shirt lit up his eyes and said, "Since this is the case, then please invite the guests upstairs, let's talk in detail!"

"Okay, lead the way." Fang Zheng nodded.

The man in the green shirt smiled, then turned around and led the way.

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Third floor, in one room.

The man in the green shirt and the square figure appeared in the room, and there was also an old man with gray hair.

Look at it, the font is presented in the eye.

[Wei Xian, the pinnacle of the seventh grade, has a vicious vision, and has a good refining magic weapon technique. 】

The man in the green shirt looked at Fang Zheng and said: "Childe, this is the treasure master of our store, Wei Xian, please take out the magic weapon, our store will give a reasonable price after appraisal!"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng didn't say much, a flash of inspiration flashed in his palm, and a pocket knife with an aura appeared in the palm of his hand, and with a move of mana, the pocket knife instantly turned into a knife with an aura of aura.

"Master Wei, take a look."

The man in the green shirt looked at the gray-haired old man on the side.

Wei Xian nodded, took the spirit weapon big knife in Fang Zheng's hand, carefully examined it, and said: "The lower grade spirit weapon, although the spirituality is weak, but it is mixed with wind essence stones, and it has the blessing of wind attributes, if you accept it, you can bid seven hundred spirit stones."

"Guest, what about the price?" The man in the green shirt looked at Fang Zheng and said with a smile.

"Seven Hundred ......"

Fang Zheng glanced at this Wei Xian and said, "Can you add a little more?"

"That's the highest recovery price." Wei Xian shook his head.

"Can't add anything at all?" Fang Zheng frowned.

"That's not it, but it's just this artifact, only for this price." Wei Xian said.

The implication is that for this one spiritual weapon, only at this price, if you want to add it, then you can negotiate with a few more pieces.

"This old fox ......"

Fang Zheng took a deep look at this Wei Xian, he naturally understood the meaning of his words, and there was no nonsense, as soon as the mana moved, the aura bloomed, and three low-grade spiritual weapons appeared: "Then let's take a look at these few pieces."

A sword, a folding fan, and a spirit axe!

"It seems to have a certain value......

Looking at this scene, the eyes of the man in green shirt on the side lit up.

Wei Xian stepped forward and carefully identified these three low-grade spiritual weapons.

In the middle of the sound, he spoke: "These three spiritual weapons are worth seven hundred and fifty spirit stones, this one, eight hundred and seventy spirit stones, and the last one, well, nine hundred and eighty-five spirit stones."

"That's a total of three thousand three hundred and five lower-grade spirit stones." The man in the green shirt quickly calculated the total price.

"Hmm." Wei Xian nodded.

Fang Zheng looked at the two of them and said lightly: "Add another fifty lower-grade spirit stones, and it will be sold!"

"Yes!"

The man in the green shirt nodded.

Founder: "......"

Sloppy!

Looking at the smile on the face of the man in green shirt, Fang Zheng sighed in his heart.

But the price has been negotiated, and he can't go back.

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In a moment, Fang Zheng left the Wanbao Pavilion with the spirit stone and headed towards another shop in the distance.

Naturally, he couldn't sell all the spiritual weapons on his body in one store.

Maybe you can have a little more spirit stones, but in this way, the risk of being targeted is much greater.

Separate bulk cargo, safer.