Cheng Gan was surprised when he saw this, and for a while the golden light flashed in the air, and the eight golden blades looked extremely bright in the air, and then the eight golden blades flew around Cheng Qian, as if they could be attacked and defended, only one golden blade was slightly larger than the other seven blades.

The palace girl looked at the golden blade in front of Cheng Qian and said: "This golden blade is a set of attack magic weapons, divided into eight blades by a golden blade, each golden blade is an entity, this golden blade is called the Xuanjin Shadow Blade, which is made of refined iron and fine gold, refined by a certain monk in the Dan period, and only needs to hold the main blade to control the seven small blades at the same time to attack the enemy and defense, so that the opponent is invincible and sharp. ”

Cheng Qian didn't speak, his consciousness moved, and the golden light of the eight golden blades in the air flashed and instantly returned to one, and the golden light fell into his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and put it back into the wooden box.

Seeing this, the palace girl couldn't help asking, "Do you feel satisfied with these three magic weapons?" If you are not satisfied, the concubine is taking a few pieces. ”

Cheng Qian touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face, and said lightly: "What is the price of that golden blade?"

The palace girl smiled slightly when she heard this, and then stretched out her left hand to make a two-way appearance and said: "This Xuanjin Shadow Blade, two thousand spirit stones, according to this magic weapon, two thousand spirit stones are not expensive, it is definitely worth the money." ”

After Cheng Qian heard this, his expression paused slightly, and he said slowly with a bit of embarrassment: "Can this store replace the transaction with other items? Cheng is just a casual cultivator, and two thousand spirit stones seem to be a bit difficult. ”

The palace girl seemed to see that Cheng Gan's face was a little unbearable, and she smiled and said: "Fellow Daoists can rest assured that if you buy magic weapons in this store, there are not enough spirit stones, and you can trade them with equivalent items." ”

Cheng Qian didn't have a superfluous expression when he heard this, the palace girl said this, Cheng Qian had already made up his mind in his heart, but he didn't know if his guess was true, so he opened his mouth to ask.

The girl turned her head slightly, accepted three magic weapons, and then said to Cheng Qian: "Please follow me to the back hall and trade with equivalent items, and I need to inform the owner of the store so that he can make an appraisal." ”

Cheng Qian didn't care about this, nodded slightly, and poured out: "Hmm." ”

After a while, Cheng Qian followed the girl to the back hall, and after entering the hall, the girl let Cheng Qian sit down, and there was a tray in her hand, and there was a tea set on the tray, and she said to Cheng Qian: "Daoist friends can rest here for a while, drink spiritual tea, and the concubine will go to inform the shopkeeper." ”

"Hmm"

After the palace girl poured Cheng Qian a cup of spiritual tea, Ying Ying bowed and retreated.

Cheng Qian looked at the furnishings in the hall, just like the resting place of the guests in the ordinary mortal mansion, the furnishings were extremely ordinary, Cheng Qian, who was wandering around with his eyes, seemed to be attracted by something, turned his head to look at the teacup on the table in front of him, and a fragrance wafted out of the teacup, which made Cheng Qian's spirit lift, and felt that the spirit was a hundred times magical.

Cheng Qian picked up the teacup slightly, put it in front of his nose and sniffed, a cool feeling poured into his mind, his mouth opened unconsciously, the teacup tilted slightly, and the fragrant tea slid into his mouth.

The tea did not stay in his mouth, but directly entered the stomach, Cheng Qian closed his eyes slightly, and savored the spiritual tea.

was feeling the coolness brought by the spiritual tea, but a hearty laugh came from his ears: "Hehe, what does this little friend think of this tea?"

Cheng Qian still closed his eyes and tasted the fragrance of tea when he heard this, but he still replied with a faint smile: "This spiritual tea not only tastes mellow, but also purifies the heart and mind, which will be helpful for future cultivation." ”

"Hehe, it seems that Xiaoyou is still very fine, yes, this tea does help the mood, but it is not good to drink more, watching Xiaoyou taste the tea so fine, it is not like a loose practice, and ask Xiaoyou the name of the teacher?" The voice first smiled, and then asked carefully.

Cheng Qian couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard this, and looked towards the location where the voice came from, and a fat middle-aged man came into view, looking at him with a smile in his small eyes.

Cheng Qian looked at it for a while, and couldn't see through this person's cultivation at all, and then got up and bowed slightly to the fat man and said: "The younger generation has seen the seniors, and the younger generations are indeed scattered cultivation now, and the old man doesn't mention it, he has already passed away." After speaking, Cheng Qian's mind was a little puzzled, why this person could see his identity at a glance, and then remembered what his father had said before, all immortal cultivators were as cunning as foxes, and it was not strange to be able to guess this. ,

"Hehe, I heard the maid of our shop say that Xiaoyou wants to trade magic weapons with items, although two thousand spirit stones is not a large amount, but it is indeed a difficult move for a scattered cultivator. The fat cheeks smiled slightly, and then changed the subject, talking about the sale coming up.

"As the seniors said, two thousand spirit stones are beyond the reach of the juniors, but the master still left a few items for the juniors to use as spirit stones in the future. Cheng Qian also said with a slight smile.

The fat monk slowly approached the table, a faint light flashed in his hand, and a wooden box suddenly appeared, landed on the table, picked up the teapot and poured tea for Cheng Qian, and then said: "Xiaoyou sit down and talk about the tea in the mouth." ”

Cheng Qian looked at this person's actions and didn't care, after casually raising the teacup and taking a sip, a faint light flashed on his hand, and suddenly there was an extra wooden box, the wooden box was finely carved and extremely precious, and there was a ban on it, and then he said lightly: "There is also that golden jade hairpin, and the younger generation is also quite satisfied." ”

The reason why Cheng Qian did this is also to know the truth that "people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold", the packaging is good, and the value of the items inside can be increased by so many points, and he will not let himself lose money, the current Cheng Qian can not be compared with when he was on the Demon Spirit Island, after several months of training, he knows that immortal cultivators are weak and strong, and they can't look down on each other at any time.

Cheng Qian didn't open the box, but directly pushed the whole box in front of the fat monk.

The fat monk had been secretly paying attention to Cheng Qian's actions, and when he saw this scene, he didn't say a word, took the box and looked at it slightly, and then lifted the lid in a hurry.

"Huh!"

After seeing the contents of the box clearly, the fat monk was a little stunned, but his expression was also a little displeased.

"Is Xiaoyou going to exchange this three-hundred-year-old red rhombus for the treasure of the store? This is not a rare thing, unless it is the best one that is more than five hundred years old, it is not worth a few dollars at all. The fat monk said coldly.

Cheng Qian didn't have any expression when he saw this, but the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he seemed to sneer, and then he poured himself tea in his own short-term teapot and drank it with taste.

After the obese monk saw Cheng Qian's fearless behavior, he became a little suspicious, cheered up and lowered his head again, and looked at the spirit grass in the box again.

"Shhh

When the fat monk looked serious, he suddenly gasped, and immediately got up from the chair excitedly, and put the box in front of him, looking at it again and again, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, more than eight hundred years of spirit grass! How could such a spirit grass come from the hands of a kid in the Qi cultivation period?"

When Cheng Qian saw this scene, he also let out a long breath in his heart, and only then did he affirm that the value of an eight-hundred-year-old spirit grass was only higher than his previous budget, and there was great hope for getting three high-grade or above grade magic weapons.

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