Chapter Seventy-One: A Treasure in a Box

"Xingyuan!" Han Yu also borrowed his name unceremoniously.

"It turned out to be Brother Criminal, please sit down!"

The middle-aged man led Han Yu to sit down, then walked to the door and knocked lightly a few times, and then said, "Go get some Baiwu Spirit Tea." ”

The maid outside the door agreed, and the middle-aged man turned around and sat on the chair, and then asked, "Have you ever been to this building?"

"Hehe, don't hide it, I've been here once before. Han Yu deliberately changed his voice, sounding like a rough man with a rough voice.

"Since the criminal Daoist friend has come, then I won't bother to say more. As long as the torture fellow has enough spirit stones, this building will definitely satisfy Brother Tai!" Fan said confidently.

"I am here because I must believe in the credibility of your building, and I hope to buy all the things in your family. Han Yu also said politely.

"Hehe, since Brother Xing has come to our Heihefang, he believes in the credibility of this building, and of course our store will not trust you. The worship said with a smile, looking honored.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and most of the maidservants took a wooden box and handed it to the middle-aged man, and then blessed him and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man went to fetch a set of tea sets, picked up the teapot with fruit wood boiling, took out some tea leaves and put them in the cup, and poured two cups of boiling water.

"This is a special fragrant tea made by this building, only this building can buy some in Heihe! This tea is a thing greeted by the sect, not only does it smell extremely fragrant, but it is even more refreshing after quoting, and the criminal brother can taste it. Fan Xianfeng poured two cups, and then introduced, first taking a sip of himself and saying with a smile.

Han Yu also sniffed the fragrant tea, but pushed the teacup aside, and said with a smile: "Fan Xianfeng, this tea can be drunk slowly, let's go and get down to business!"

"I didn't expect Brother Xing to be a person with an anxious personality! Okay, please wait a while, I'll come when I go." Fan Xianfeng smiled at Han Yu and went straight downstairs.

After a stick of incense, Fan Fengfeng pushed the door and walked in, took out a few brocade boxes from his arms, and put them in front of Han Yu.

"I heard that Brother Xing wanted some elixirs of spirit beasts, magic weapons and talismans, so I went down to the treasure house and took some treasures that had been treasured for a long time, and took them to have a look with Brother Xing, and I also hoped to enter the eyes of Taoist friends. Fan Fengfeng took a sip of fragrant tea and said with a smile.

When Han Yu heard this, he was silent, and knocked on the table to show his impatience, but he was curious in his heart, curious about what kind of treasure it was.

Fan Fengfeng didn't sell it, clapped his hands, and the house was suddenly shrouded in a formation, Han Yu was shocked in his heart, and then reacted that it was the preservation measures of the treasure building, and it was a back hand made for these treasures, in case someone rioted and robbed the things in this brocade box, and the people slowly relaxed, and they had some understanding of the strength of the treasure building in their hearts.

This Fan worship's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and introduced the contents of the brocade box to Han Yu.

"There are three bottles of elixirs for raising spirit beasts, which are the Spirit Serving Pill, the Hundred Beast Pill, and the Jade Toad Liquid, which are refined by the alchemy master of this building, and can be devoured by the spirit beasts, if the spirit beasts have enough potential, it is not difficult to advance to the third-level spirit beasts. ”

I saw him point to the three bottles of pills in the brocade box and introduced.

Han Yu didn't speak, picked up a bottle of pill casually, sniffed it on his nose, and then put him down.

"Xuantie Shield, this is a high-quality defensive magic weapon, refined from the five hundred zhang of Xuantie underground, not only is it extremely strong and unbreakable, but it can also automatically sense mana fluctuations and automatically protect it. Fan Feng took a miniature iron shield the size of a palm and introduced, only to see that it was engraved with mysterious patterns.

Han Yu glanced at it a few times, stroked it gently, felt the cold touch, and then groaned and asked, "Can you try it?"

"Of course, this has already refined one layer of prohibition, and Brother Xing can cast a spell. Fan said very generously.

Since the other party said it, Han Yu was not polite, and slowly injected the mana into the shield.

The iron shield instantly lit up with black light, magnified several times in the blink of an eye, flew away from the palm of his hand, floated in mid-air, and flew slowly around him, and the inscription on it also bloomed with black light, looking indestructible.

Han Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and tried to control it again, this Xuantie Shield was very dexterous, which was very in line with Han Yu's heart.

Han Yu's turtle shield is just a low-grade magic weapon, and a monk of the same level may be able to block it twice, if he encounters a high-level monk of Qi refining, it will be a little difficult, if he can get this shield, he will not be powerless when he encounters a high-level monk of Qi refining in the future.

However, Han Yu still didn't say it immediately, shrunk the small shield into the brocade box, glanced at Fan Feng, and continued to aim at the other brocade boxes.

This Fan worship didn't seem to care, and still enthusiastically introduced the next item, a golden talisman.

"The Firebird Talisman is a spiritual talisman that can only be refined by a foundation building monk, and it is extremely powerful, even if a Qi Refining Perfection Monk eats it, his vitality will be greatly damaged. This talisman was refined by a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and this senior also saw that he had an old friendship with this building, so he got one!"

After Fan Fengfeng said this, he couldn't help but show a little smugness, looking very proud of his own heritage.

Han Yu was a little moved, he could kill the talisman of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, this kind of great killing weapon was really hard to find! If he could get this Firebird Talisman, he would also have a killer weapon in the face of the enemy in the future, and the value of the talisman that could kill the Perfection of Qi Refining would probably not be too low.

Fan Fengfeng introduced the Firebird Talisman, didn't speak anymore, glanced at Han Yu with a very look, and then poured a full cup of tea, tasted it, and two or three brocade boxes but didn't say a word.

Han Yu is also a human spirit, how can he not understand his intentions, he knows that he wants to see his financial resources, if Han Yu can't take out something valuable, the remaining brocade box will not be allowed to be seen.

Han Yu didn't ink, and took out a low-grade rough stone the size of a head from the storage bag and gently placed it on the table.

"Huh.."

Fan Xianfeng looked at it carefully, a little stunned, but said with a smile: "This rough stone is also rare, it looks like it is worth about a hundred spirit stones, but if Brother Xing wants to exchange this thing for these treasures, I am afraid it will not be enough!"

Han Yu laughed a few times, then took out a fist-sized intermediate rough stone from the storage bag and put it on the table, and drank the spiritual tea on the table.

Seeing that Han Yu was so indifferent, this Fan worshipper was also a little suspicious in his heart, so he picked up the original stone casually and looked at it carefully.

I saw that Fan Fengfeng frowned, a little suspicious, took this rough stone in his hand and looked over and over again, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that this is a medium-grade rough stone?"

Han Yu smiled, a hundred low-grade primordial stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone, and this fist-sized primordial stone can be cut out of five or six, and it can be worth five or six hundred spirit stones.

However, Fan Xianfeng quickly calmed down, and said with a light smile: "These two primordial stones of the torture Daoist can exchange each bottle of the spirit beast elixir, it seems that they have no chance with this iron shield." ”

Han Yu smiled undeniably, took out a storage bag, and poured out all the dozens of catties of medium-grade rough stones in this bag!

"Gollum.."

Fan Fengfeng swallowed dryly, picked up a tumbling rough stone, and said tremblingly: "Are these... Both?"

Han Yu smiled and didn't answer, only to see Fan Xianfeng withdraw the protective formation, knocked on the door and said, "Please come over Yuan Lao!"

In less than a moment, an old man with a hundred hairs knocked on the door, Fan Xianfeng welcomed him into the house, only to see him take the original stone in Fan Fengfeng's hand, carefully observed, and then said calmly in a very positive tone: "This is indeed a medium-grade rough stone, the spiritual power in it is very abundant, it should have only been dug from the ground not long ago!"

Han Yu was a little surprised, this old man could prepare a judgment with just a few glances, but he also had some insight.

Fan Feng looked at the rough stone on the ground excitedly, as long as it was cut, it was a spirit stone with white flowers, and his face was full of joy.

"Fan Fengfeng, shouldn't we talk about the transaction?" Han Yu reminded coldly when he saw his expression.

"Ahh Oh, I'm confused, and when I weigh it a little, I will definitely give a satisfactory price to the criminal Taoist. Fan Xianfeng said a little embarrassed.

"I'm not in a hurry, even if Fan Xianfeng is taken out to weigh it, I am very relieved about the reputation of your building. Han Yu took a sip of fragrant tea and said generously.

If they were interested in themselves, he, a little monk at the fifth level of Qi refining, would not have the power to resist, so he would simply sell his generosity and win favor.

Na Fan's face returned to normal, and he smiled and said: "Thank you for your trust, there are also things to weigh in this room, please wait a while, you will definitely give you a satisfactory price!"