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Forty thousand dragon palace shells, under normal circumstances, and Yu Ci is more familiar with the Ruyi money can probably be exchanged one-on-one, if it is more intuitive, it is a high-grade magic weapon that sacrifices sixty layers and is up to ten heavens;

Yu Ci began to understand what Wan Quan had reminded of what "one cut higher" meant. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

Even if this wonderful cave true incense is one of the "Taizhen Eight Fragrances", it is too much to offer such a price for the wonderful product of washing the soul and worshiping the gods.

This is the disadvantage of purchasing, in the Northern Wasteland Realm, but there has never been a fair deal, since you urgently need this thing, I will grasp your weakness, ask for a price, and make it clear that you will not agree.

A middleman like Sanjiafang who takes the lead in the middle is also encouraged by this, that is, Wanquan is too weak compared to him, otherwise this one will definitely have to draw another one, and the cost will only be higher.

Yu Ci roughly estimated that the price was 40,000 dragon palace shells, and if you really want to get it, the price will rise by one percent.

He has been hunting in the Heavenly Rift Valley for two years, and after the beast bone demon pill he got was sold, it was only sixty or seventy thousand, and during this time he lived in the "Baizhuan Annex", and the expenses were also very large, and there was no stable income.

Yu Ci couldn't help but sigh, Miaodong Zhenxiang is an out-and-out consumable in these materials, and it must be used every time the altar is opened, and it is by no means once and for all, and you can imagine how stretched it will be in the future. He couldn't help but think that if he was still in the Leaving the Dust Sect, even if he needed to exchange and trade, he would never be embarrassed to such a point.

Of course, in any case, the resources are in front of him, and he will never miss them, the question is: what to do?

Early the next morning, Yu Ci called Wanquan, and the two went to Sanjiafang together. It was the Wen steward who received them, and this Futai steward was still more decent in dealing with people, especially when he saw Yu Ci, the gold master, coming over, and his smile was very enthusiastic.

At this time, Yu Ci could never show a gesture of impatience, on the contrary, he chatted with Steward Wen for a quarter of an hour before he unhurriedly got to the point: "The Miaodong notified by your fang is really fragrant, is it just purchased?"

This is knowingly asked, Steward Wen responded with a smile: "It was another guest who saw the request of the distinguished guest to stay in this number, and happened to have the goods in his hand, so he came to the door, this number is just a middle-aged person, ha, but he robbed Xiao Wan's business!"

Wan Quan smiled next to him, and the atmosphere seemed to be more relaxed, but then Wan Quan glanced at Yu Ci.

According to the previous agreement, this is the meaning of "can be discussed". Yu Ci comprehended, and his face was blank at the moment, and he sneered: "I think that the price is not set by your fang." I'm not stingy in my work, but I'm not wronged. The price of 40,000 yuan is also a loss to the one who can say it!"

Since Sanjiafang was not deeply involved, Steward Wen was happy to be a good person on both sides, and only smiled: "In business, this business is nothing more than asking for a sky-high price, and paying back the money on the ground." If you don't like the price, you can talk about it again!"

"Interviews are good. To say that Mr. Changhua is also a figure with a head and face in Qianmancheng, everyone can communicate fully, and everyone can always be happy. ”

Steward Wen had expected this situation, he had already done his homework in advance, and the arrangement was orderly, and by the way, he also revealed some painless information to Yu Ci, which was regarded as selling favors.

Yu Ci was not so much, but Wan Quan was a little surprised: "Which one? Jin Changhua?"

In a moment, Yu Ci saw the Mr. Changhua.

In the Northern Wilderness, which likes to call people nicknames, calling a person "sir" can be imagined in the image. Jin Changhua is indeed the same, he is of medium height, his face is quite upright, he has three locks of long beard, and he has a bit of a literary atmosphere. However, being able to slaughter such a ferocious knife, Yu Ci will naturally not be confused by its image. And I have learned about this person's temperament and reputation from Wanquan before, and I know it even more.

To say that Yu Ci is also the first time to see the real fragrance of Miaodong. At first glance, it looks similar to the letter incense of ordinary Taoist temples, all wrapped in bright yellow rune paper and formed into a bunch. It's just that the color is a little bluish, even if you don't put it, you can see a layer of spiritual light, which is absolutely extraordinary.

Miaodong true fragrance is not a natural spice, but according to a special formula, after a series of blending, processing, the procedures are cumbersome, but also in the refining of magic weapons, to say precious, it is indeed good, but how to say that there are not as outrageous as 40,000 dragon palace shells.

Jin Changhua took out a total of two bunches, about a kilogram of spices, if the transaction was completed, it would be enough for Yu Ci to use for a year or two. Each other understands their own thoughts, and everyone has no intention of making friends, so they go straight to the point.

"Forty thousand dragon palace shells, real numbers! Or, it is a defensive magic weapon that sacrifices more than the six heavens. Jin Changhua looked very determined, his tone was resolute, and there seemed to be no room for bargaining.

But since he is willing to appear, he will not really be invulnerable, Yu Ci glanced at him, did not speak, only took out one from the well-bandaged bunch of incense, and with a little force, crushed its front end.

Seeing his movements, Jin Changhua frowned, and then relaxed, anyway, he took it out and sold it, he didn't feel heartache if he really sold it, he couldn't sell it, and he asked this person for compensation. He wanted to see what the hell this young man was up to.

Yu Ci was methodical step by step, he first pinched some powder, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and identified the aroma, which is the proper meaning. But then, his actions were a little strange, and a spark flew out of his fingers, igniting the powder scattered on the table, and the blue and white flames were extinguished in a flash, and most of the spice fragments were burned away, leaving a circle of fine ashes.

This is not the end, Yu Ci lit the remaining half of the incense again, held it in his hand, pinched the seal, looked at the fire that flashed at the upper end, and slowly adjusted his breathing, it is strange to say that the flickering of the incense is slowly affected by it, and the frequency of flickering is exactly the same as the rhythm of Yu Ci's breathing.

Seeing that Yu Ci had made such preparations, and all of them seemed to have their origins, Jin Changhua finally couldn't sit still, he unconsciously changed his sitting posture, and his eyes stared at the half of the incense in Yu Ci's hand.

Yu Ci finally didn't play any more tricks, and after half an hour, he extinguished the incense and began to shake his head: "Not to mention the price, it's the way this spice comes from, I'm afraid it's not right?"

When Jin Changhua heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing: "I still care about this in Sanjiafang, it's not a joke...... Hey, it looks like you don't want to make this deal anymore, so don't you!"

He stretched out and took back the two bunches of incense on the table, as for the one that had been pulled out, he would not be polite, and said: "Little brother, you let me run empty, let's not care about it for the time being, but this incense stick drawn out, pay according to the price!"

Jin Changhua is really returning Dan cultivation, so angry, the qi is fierce, and Wan Quan next to him has some difficulty breathing. Yu Ci was quite calm, he rested his elbows on the edge of the table, crossed his fingers, and responded with a smile:

"You must know that this wonderful cave is really fragrant, in addition to the importance of the formula, there are also Xuanmen ascetics, nourishing and purifying with pure and pure power, so as to remove impurities and obtain spiritual responses...... When Daoyou first got this incense, he was in a hurry. ”

He pointed to the incense embers on the table, shook his head and said: "The impurities have not been removed, and the spirit should be intermittent, which should be interrupted by external forces in the process of recuperation, so that there is such a semi-finished product." And ......"

What speaks is Wanquan, he is here to praise Yu Ci, singing and harmonizing, but also tacitly understanding.

"And the storage in the back is not very good. Miaodong is really fragrant and clear, and it is best to seal it when storing, otherwise the spiritual effect will be greatly reduced. Now this incense is 'not pure', and it is used to summon the soul and calm the spirit, and the effect is still there, but if I worship God in this way, I don't know whether it is to pray for blessings or to invite trouble?"

He got up and made a gesture, that is, a gesture, who would have thought that Yu Ci could get so much information from a stick of incense, although it may not be all right, but it was only seven or eight points, which had already made his heart shake, and he was speechless for a while.

At the same time, he also knew that this was the other party's means of bargaining, but how to deal with it really had to take pains.

Suddenly, a voice interjected, hoarse and unpleasant. When the voice sounded, the fastest reaction turned out to be Steward Wen, who was watching the excitement on the side, but when he heard the sound, he jumped up all of a sudden, caught up in a few steps, and made a doping form:

"Oh, Elder Zhang is coming, why won't he be informed? Xiao Wen, I'm going to greet you!"

At the door was an old man in a black robe, with a thin body and an old age, as if the wind was blowing, he shook his head and refused to ask him to sit down, nodded at Yu Ci, and said, "I just felt that someone here was using spiritual prayer to test incense, so I came over to take a look." The young man is right when he says, there is nothing wrong with godliness, and it is always prudent to be cautious. However, it is not the right attitude to think too much about good and bad......"

Yu Ci also stood up, not knowing what expression to put on. The one who came in was the old man he was quite afraid of, and after all these days, hasn't this one left yet?

He couldn't help but regret a little, these things that are now learned and sold are actually quite sensitive, and if the old man finds out the clues, it will really be self-defeating.

However, the old man didn't seem to think elsewhere, at this time the steward wanted to invite the old man to sit, but was refused, his cloudy eyes swept at the real fragrance of the wonderful hole on the table, and his shriveled mouth grinned: "Since you came, you also want to play an autumn breeze, this wonderful hole is really fragrant, how about sharing one with me?

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