Chapter Fifty-Seven: Zero-for-Whole (Ask for Recommendations!) )

If the ink bamboo sword is worth five hundred spirit stones, as a benchmark, it is calculated.

The price of a common hardware flying sword fluctuates around six hundred spirit stones.

The Red Cover Orb Umbrella has a low-demand attribute, and it has added so many Orbs extravagantly, it is not too much to report 800 spirit stones.

However, he was shy in his pocket, so he could only bargain fiercely.

"These two magic weapons have been left for a long time, they can't be circulated in the Wanbao Pavilion, and no matter how valuable they are, they will be dead."

Bai Zichen had to admit that the magic weapons in the Wanbao Pavilion were obviously a grade higher than the magic weapons taken out by his own sect's refining hall.

Perhaps it is because the refiners in the sect have lost their market competition and lost the motivation to update their business.

"And if I buy two pieces at a time, it's cheaper."

Zhilang was reluctant to let go of such a large amount of business after all, so he put away the three wooden boxes, and said that he would go to the person in charge of the same branch to apply for the price.

Bai Zichen was not in a hurry, took a sip of a cup of spiritual tea, and motioned for himself to wait here.

The woman in the palace costume stood quietly beside her, and she couldn't intervene as a mortal in this kind of magic weapon trading process.

At this time, when he was free, he hurriedly stepped forward to refill the water, and walked to Bai Zichen's side, and a pair of soft wattles were placed on his shoulders and gently massaged.

A transaction of nearly 1,000 spirit stones, she has been a customer for more than half a year, and she has never handled such a high order as a single spirit stone.

"Fellow Daoist, I wasted a lot of effort, and the top agreed to lower the price again......"

Zhilang trotted all the way back, gesturing nine fingers with both hands.

"Nine hundred spirit stones, money and goods. Daoyou can make a lot of money, which is equivalent to buying a hundred refining silkworm clothes for a hundred spirit stones. ”

"Eight hundred and fifty pieces! No one in the market can pay a higher price than me, and you can sell! ”

"Eight hundred and ninety yuan, I don't want to pay a personal commission, just make a friend!"

"Okay, I'll also make a friend like Brother Zhi, add ten more yuan!"

"Eight hundred and eighty yuan, not a single one is missing...... I will definitely be scolded by the top when I look back at this price, and Daoist friends can ask me later. ”

"Eight hundred and seventy yuan, my last bid, I will leave immediately if there is one more spirit stone."

Bai Zichen poured two cups of spiritual tea in a row, this bargain was more fierce than a fight, and his mouth was dry.

"That's it, just let me ship it at a discount from Wanbao Pavilion...... As long as the eight hundred and seventy spirit stones, the Daoist friends can take away these two magic weapons after paying off. ”

"What kind of charter is the acquisition of magic weapons and pills in the Wanbao Pavilion...... In the lower hand, the spirit stone is still a little shorter......"

Bai Zichen coughed a little embarrassed, counting the scraped from the Que Twin Wolves in his storage bag, a total of three hundred and thirty spirit stones.

"What! Isn't it entertaining me...... Wanbaoge is not a street shop, you must give an explanation! ”

Zhilang was really anxious this time, and jumped to his feet.

"Brother Zhi, don't be breathless, I just said that I don't have enough spirit stones on hand, and it's not that I won't buy them...... I remember that Wanbao Pavilion also has a recycling business, and I have other items that can make up for the lack of spirit stones. ”

Bai Zichen touched his nose and placed two magic weapons and a bottle of elixir on the table.

"Then it's better...... However, Wanbao Pavilion is recycled, and the price can only be given to eighty percent of the market, if the Taoist friends are too low, they can sell it at their own stalls. ”

Zhilang snorted twice, and took the magic weapon on the table to examine it carefully.

"The smoke gourd, there is a poisonous smoke in it, and the monk in the middle of qi refining will be dizzy and nauseous when he smells it, and he wants to vomit...... This lethality is too weak, and it can kill eighty-five spirit stones. ”

"Huh? This bone whistle is kind of interesting...... There are still refiners in Montenegro who are making this kind of disposable magic weapon? ”

Bai Zichen took out the loot seized after killing the Que brothers last time, and just used the channel of Wanbao Pavilion to wash out the stolen goods.

Zhilang estimated that he had taken up the profession of treasure connoisseur, and when the two magic weapons arrived in his hands, he could report the specific purpose in the blink of an eye.

"The bone whistle itself can only be regarded as a medium-grade magic weapon, but the lethality it bursts out is among the top among high-grade magic weapons...... This is a one-time magic weapon, turning into a white bone arrow to attack the enemy, no matter the result, the bone whistle will turn into a puddle of bone powder. ”

"It's worth a little more...... It can be worth one hundred and twenty spirit stones. ”

"Yo, Purple Ginseng Pill, this elixir is not common. The condition is perfect, the medicinal power is intact, such a bottle counts you as two hundred and forty spirit stones. ”

Zhilang glanced at it, and confirmed Bai Zichen's identity more and more, this kind of pill that had the effect of enhancing cultivation in the later stage of qi refining rarely flowed into the hands of scattered cultivators.

Even if you get it by luck, you won't easily take it out and sell it for spirit stones.

Split it up, go to a stall in the square and sell them one by one, and you can sell at least forty-five spirit stones.

Bai Zichen silently calculated, adding up to only four hundred and forty-five spirit stones, gritted his teeth and took out the water purification bottle, and threw a blank storage bag on the table.

"Medium-grade magic weapons, the refining technique is quite ingenious, counting a hundred spirit stones......"

"Second-hand storage bag, seventy-five spirit stones......"

Bai Zichen touched another two hundred and fifty spirit stones, and finally got together this huge amount of money.

"Haole, Daoyou check again, once the money and goods are cleared, there is no return after leaving Wanbao Pavilion."

As soon as the transaction was completed, Zhilang's smile became warm again.

Bai Zichen's divine sense swept and knew that the Hundred Refining Heavenly Silkworm Clothes and the Red Cover Orb Umbrella in the wooden box were genuine and had not been replaced.

Putting it away in his storage bag, he sat down again and chatted a few more words.

This shopping allowed him to see the goods sold in Wanbao Pavilion, which were more expensive, but the quality was really good.

After the foundation is built, if you don't get to know the refining master to customize it for yourself, maybe you will have to come to the door to buy the spirit weapon again.

After half an hour, Bai Zichen pushed away the woman in palace clothes who was getting closer and closer without a trace, got up and left.

Zhilang stood at the window on the third floor of Wanbao Pavilion, staring at Bai Zichen's back and gradually disappearing into the crowd, before turning around and entering a closed black room.

"This person spent nearly a thousand spirit stones at a time, but you can make a secret mark on him?"

A hoarse voice in the darkness, obviously in the secret room, what happened on the third floor of the Wanbao Pavilion was clear.

Zhilang shook his head and said thoughtfully: "No, I don't think this person is simple. Although there are only six layers of Qi refining, at the moment when I was about to cast the secret mark, my intuition told me that I would inevitably fail and would be discovered by the other party. After thinking about it, he simply gave up, unlike a rootless casual cultivator, either a disciple of Qingfeng Sect, or a descendant of those immortal cultivation families. ”

“…… It's a pity, the two magic weapons plus other things on this person's body are estimated to be enough for us to build a foundation spiritual object. ”

"Let's be more stable recently, although my secret memory is not easy to be discovered, and you try to stay away from the market, but if you make more mistakes, you will always slip away."

Zhilang's gloomy face was completely like two people with a smile on his face.

"There is news that when the big matter over there is resolved, it will be launched in Montenegro...... This time, I want to cut a piece of meat on Qingfengmen! ”