Thinking about the next trip, Meng Zhou went out to the market again.

Meng Zhou found Wu Tong, took out three first-order mid-grade magic weapons, and asked, "Can you help me deal with these?" ”

These three first-order mid-grade magic weapons are a shield-shaped defensive magic weapon obtained from a comprehensive source, plus a magic robe with a torn chest and a pair of magic boots.

Needless to say, defensive magic weapons and broken magic robes, the former is a chicken rib for him now, and the latter is not even as good as a chicken rib.

Among them, the most valuable magic boots can make the user's speed lighter and ghostly, silent.

But for Meng Zhou, it was not practical at all, and would conflict with the various consummation martial arts he mastered.

If you leave it in your hands, you can only put it in a storage bag to eat ashes, and simply take the opportunity to clean it up together.

Wu Tong looked down at the three magic weapons, and his eyes stayed on the damaged magic robe in the heart for a moment.

His lips twitched, and he pressed the curiosity in his heart.

After a pause, he said:

"The handling can be handled, but the price may not be satisfactory to you.

In particular, although this robe is not very damaged, the location is too critical, and even if it is repaired, it is not too easy, and it is difficult to sell it at a good price. ”

Meng Zhou said: "It's okay, as long as you do your best, sell more and sell less, I can accept it." ”

Wu Tong nodded, but suddenly his heart moved, and asked:

"Senior, do you still need wood-based spiritual materials?"

Meng Zhou nodded: "Yes." ”

"Then how do you think of using these three magic weapons to directly exchange them for wood-based spiritual materials?"

Meng Zhou said: "Of course there is no problem. ”

After receiving his answer, Wu Tong's expression was much more excited, and he said happily:

"In this case, I can dispose of it for you quickly, and I won't lose too much on the price."

According to him, if it is directly sold as a spirit stone, the shield-shaped defensive magic weapon is too ordinary, and he will sell it at most eighty or fifty percent of the market price.

And the rarer magic boots are sold at most ninety percent of the market price, and as for the torn legal robe, needless to say, it is not easy to use four or five percent of the market price.

And if he is willing to barter and exchange magic weapons for spiritual materials, he can basically not lose money.

Wu Tong took him to find a monk in his early forties who had a seventh-level Qi cultivation level.

When the other party saw Wu Tong who came to the door, his expression was still relatively contemptuous.

It wasn't until he saw Meng Zhou, who he couldn't see through, that he restrained his attitude a little and introduced the two into the house.

And when Wu Tong put the three magic weapons that Meng Zhou handed over to him on the table, the attitude of the middle-aged monk changed vaguely.

From the change in his expression, Meng Zhou could probably tell that he was most interested in those magic boots.

And the torn robe made his attitude even kinder.

In the process of negotiating with Wu Tong, the scene was also very harmonious, from beginning to end, the other party did not overwhelm others.

In the end, the other party took these three magic weapons with nine parts of the first-order middle magenta pine wood, among them, one pair of magic boots was exchanged for five parts, accounting for more than half of the value, and the remaining two magic weapons were exchanged for four parts.

Without bothering the two masters, while completing this transaction, Meng Zhou exchanged two first-order high-grade red pine wood from him with a thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

Red pine is a kind of spiritual wood produced in Red Pine Ridge.

On the way here, Wu Tong made a vague introduction to the identity of the middle-aged monk, and Meng Zhou understood that this guy had also formed a team to go to Hongsongling to fish for gold, and he was the organizer.

It's just that he was lucky and escaped the killing.

When he realized the danger, he decisively stopped the activity, and even the raw materials he got from the Red Pine Ridge did not dare to sell easily, and he was backlogged in his hands for a while, and the situation was similar to Wu Tong's large number of talisman materials hoarded that day.

Seeing that Meng Zhou took out a genuine thousand spirit stones, the smile on his face was as sincere as it could be.

After leaving this person's residence, Meng Zhou ordered 140 lower grade spirit stones and handed them to Wu Tong.

Wu Tong repeatedly refused, saying too much, but Meng Zhou still forced it into his hands.

In the end, he also patted him on the shoulder and admonished, "In the future, An An will practice in the Warm Cloud Valley." ”

With that, Meng Zhou turned around and left.

It wasn't until Meng Zhou disappeared for a long time that Wu Tong, who was standing in place in a daze, walked back a little dejected.

He had already realized that the mysterious senior, he would probably never see again.

After saying goodbye to Wu Tong, Meng Zhou deliberately went to various rice shops to take a look.

When he came out of the bazaar, the storage bag was filled with two hundred catties of high-grade spiritual rice, five hundred catties of medium-grade spiritual rice, and one catty of high-grade spiritual tea, which each cost a hundred spirit stones, a total of three hundred.

"There are so many spiritual rice reserves, which is enough for me to need for a long time."

"I have prepared eighteen copies of the first-order spiritual material of the first order, and four copies of the first-order upper grade.

Even if Bai Ya's appetite increases greatly when she wakes up hungry next time, it should be enough to eat. ”

……

After returning to the stone room of the Sitting Forget Pavilion, Meng Zhou took stock of his current net worth.

There are 12 medium-grade spirit stones and 1,600 low-grade spirit stones.

Two storage bags.

One of them is derived from "Hu Gui", and the internal space is like a secret room, with a length, width and height of more than three meters, thirty square meters.

It was now full of all kinds of items, and the spiritual materials prepared for Bai Ya and the food prepared for himself alone took up a large area.

One comes from the talisman maker, and there are three sides of space inside.

There are many personal belongings inside, clothes, shoes and socks, etc., although they are all ordinary quality, not considered magic weapons.

But in the mundane world, they are all superior and good.

And then there's the best magic sword.

A first-order high-grade spirit gathering array plate.

There are two first-order high-grade flying swords, one from Mo Shao and the other from "Hu Gui".

A first-order high-grade robe.

A first-order mid-grade rune pen.

In addition, there are a large number of high-quality talismans and three or four hundred copies of first-order lower-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade runes.

They all crashed into the two Soul Sealing Boxes, almost filling the two Soul Sealing Boxes.

Two days later, Meng Zhou stepped out of the stone room again and walked out of the Sitting Forgetting Hall.

On the way, when he met the staff of the Zaoyu Museum, they all saluted him respectfully, and Meng Zhou responded politely.

Although he has been in retreat for a long time, he has also been out a lot, and everyone is used to it, so it is not a little strange.

After leaving the Forgotten Pavilion and passing through a dense forest, when he reappeared, his appearance had changed to another appearance, and the first-order high-grade robe had also changed to another style.

No one would ever associate such a person with "Pharmacist Zhou".

Meng Zhou didn't go out of his way to say goodbye to Chu Zheng and Yu Peng, and when he passed above a fissure with hot magma surging underneath, Meng Zhou threw two cards into it.

As for when the Forgotten Pavilion would forcibly break down the door and reclaim the clean and empty stone room, that was not a matter for him to worry about.

The moment before throwing them out, a hesitation suddenly rose in Meng Zhou's heart.

"It's just two cards, and they don't take up much space in a storage bag.

Even if you don't go back to the museum in the future, it's good to stay as a souvenir. ”

From a certain point of view, these two cards represent my experience of sitting in the Warm Cloud Valley Forgetfulness Hall, which is part of my complete spiritual life.

Just like people habitually leave some commemorative photos and videos at important points in their lives, or every once in a while, so as to connect the past and finally form a complete life.

Meng Zhou didn't think there was anything wrong with this thought at first, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of the completely different length of life of cultivators and ordinary people.

If every experience has to leave some memorial, it seems to be nothing in the short term, but when he thinks that there will be such a line connecting the past and the future, he suddenly feels an inexplicable depression and heaviness.

Those fluttering memorials were eventually strung together into an image of iron chains and shackles, wrapped around his legs.

So, he decisively threw away the two fluttering cards.

"What do you want to remember?"

"The future is so long, the road to go is so far, travel lightly, move forward easily, more important than anything else."

I continue asking for a commuter pass and add more!

(End of chapter)