The laughter is ethereal, with a joyful and mischievous meaning.

This trace of emotion was something that Han Yi had never seen in Chu Jinmo, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

After a while, when he came back to his senses, he noticed that today's Chu Jinmo was a little different from the past, and the relationship between the two seemed to be one step closer.

What are the three major illusions of life?

Han Yi smiled, turned around and left, and did not go back to Qinglong Peak directly, but went to Chiyang Peak, walked into Chiyangfang City, put on a mask of concealed aura, and went straight to the shops in Kowloon.

Today, he was going to dispose of some of the loot of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

When the business came to the door, He Fangwei greeted him, half-squinted, and a smile on his face: "Daoist friends are buying magic weapons or selling pills this time?" ”

"Selling magic weapons." Han Yi said in a deep voice.

He Fangwei was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, and his smile was even worse, the eyes that were already small, because of this smile, there was only one slit left.

"Hurry up."

After welcoming Han Yi into the quiet room, the two sides sat down, and He Fangwei stared at Han Yi with blazing eyes.

Han Yi didn't talk nonsense, and took out the first magic weapon, which was a blood soul banner that was more than half damaged.

"Blood Soul Banner, I remember that Daoyou also sold a Blood Soul Banner last time, at that time, the valuation of decay was four thousand spirit stones, but at that time, there was a shortage of magic weapons in the market, which was considered a premium, and the damage to that Blood Soul Banner was not serious, there were four main souls in it, and this one of Daoyou, the main soul in the flag, there were only three left, and the damage was even more serious, and the decay could only be estimated at 1,300 spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

He Fangwei licked his lips quietly, excited in his heart.

This Dao friend in front of him, the last time he sold magic weapons, but he was impressed, according to his experience last time, this blood soul banner is just an appetizer.

Next, there must be higher-level magic weapons on the table.

Sure enough.

Han Yi nodded in approval of He Fangwei's estimate, and took out three sets of inner armor from the storage bag.

He Fangwei's eyes flashed.

"These three sets are all medium-grade magic weapon-level protective body armor, two of them are intact, and one is about thirty percent damaged."

"Two complete sets of inner armor, although they are both medium-grade magic weapons, but also have different prices, this one, in the category of medium-grade magic weapons, is the top, discounted by 3,500 spirit stones, the second inner armor, just ordinary medium-grade inner armor, discounted by 1,500 spirit stones, the third damaged inner armor, if not damaged, its price is between the first two inner armor, and the price is discounted by 1,200 spirit stones after damage."

"With the addition of the Blood Soul Banner, a total of seven thousand five hundred grade spirit stones, that is, seventy-five medium-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist, is this price appropriate?"

Han Yi nodded, and did not refute, he also knew the price range of the medium-grade magic weapon, and the price given by He Fangwei was already very kind.

"Okay, Shopkeeper He will take a look at this magic weapon again."

Han Yi took out the silver folding fan from the storage bag and placed it on the table.

He Fangwei's eyes straightened suddenly, and he stood up suddenly.

"Silverscale fan?"

He carefully picked up the silver folding fan, fully identified a stick of incense, and then read again, "It's really a silver scale fan."

"Silverscale fan?" It was the first time that Han Yi knew the name of the seized silver folding fan.

He Fangwei nodded heavily: "That's right, this is the Silver Scale Fan." ”

He put down the silver folding fan: "Do you remember the silver light bead of a top-grade magic weapon sold last time?" ”

Han Yi nodded, the silver light bead was obtained from the hands of the young man who had the best magic weapon, Jin Guangshuo, with a sneering smile on his face, it was a set of high-grade magic weapons.

It was also because of the sale of that set of magic weapons that Han Yi had the money to buy and buy. Not only did he buy the Wind Demon Dagger, but he also bought several spirit runes, including the first-order top-grade spirit rune Yin Thunder rune.

Speaking of which, it was the sale and purchase that allowed Han Yi to not only retreat in this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, but also kill four people and obtain a lot of loot.

Take the Blood God Sect, use the Blood God Sect, drink and peck, all are determined by heaven.

He Fangwei continued: "The silver light bead last time was estimated to be worth six hundred medium-grade spirit stones, that is, sixty thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and that silver light bead came from the Nandou Divine Palace, one of the three major sects of Daqian, and this silver scale fan was also produced in the Nandou Divine Palace. ”

"In terms of power, the silver scale fan is a little stronger than the silver light bead, but the silver light bead belongs to the magic weapon set, and the three silver light beads are all high-grade magic weapons when taken out alone, so this silver scale fan is less expensive than the silver light bead, five hundred and sixty medium-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing the five hundred and sixty medium-grade spirit stones, Han Yi still couldn't help but be overjoyed, he had sold the silver light beads before, and he had obtained six hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and now he had sold the silver scale fan, and he had five hundred and sixty medium-grade spirit stones.

The monk of the Blood God Sect is really a boy who gives money.

"Okay, just follow the shopkeeper."

Without waiting for Han Yi to take out the fourth magic weapon, He Fangwei touched the silver scale fan, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes: "Do you know the connection between the silver light bead and the silver scale fan?" ”

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, not in a hurry to take out the magic weapon, and shook his head: "Is there a relationship between the two?" ”

He Fangwei's face was straight: "The Nandou Divine Palace, one of the three major sects of the Great Qian, in the category of magic weapons, there is a well-known series of magic weapons, from this sect. ”

"Among them, the top-grade silver series and the top-grade flame series are all powerful and powerful, and they are widely popular and widely feared."

"Silver light beads, silver scale fans, belong to the top grade silver series."

He Fangwei's tone changed, and he asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, but you just returned from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range?" ”

He hadn't investigated Han Yi's identity, but he had guessed before, he guessed that Han Yi was just an outer disciple of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, but now it seems that Han Yi should be an inner disciple before he could participate in the mission of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and only then would he have the opportunity to capture so many Blood God Sect weapons in the near future.

Suddenly, he had a lot of uncertain conjectures about Han Yi's identity.

Han Yi nodded, acknowledging it, but he didn't start there.

Instead, he put the last magic weapon out of the storage bag: "Shopkeeper He, I still have the last magic weapon, please help identify it." ”

A gilt gold halberd, lightly placed on the table, the halberd is two meters long, and the length of the table, the whole body is gilded, after it is placed on the table, the whole room, feel more noble out of thin air.

He Fangwei originally thought that this transaction had been terminated like last time, but he didn't expect Han Yi to take out another magic weapon, and he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, leaned forward, and carefully identified the halberd on the table.

First, the most superficial looking, touching, and knocking, and then urging the identification technique, crossing the mana into the halberd, a pale golden light flowed on the surface of the halberd, like a golden swimming dragon......

After half a cup of tea, He Fangwei finally finished identifying this magic weapon, the expression on his face was complicated, there was vibration and trance, and it was the first time for Han Yi to see such a complicated expression on He Fangwei's face.

"What shopkeeper?"

(End of chapter)