Next, the shopkeeper Wu talked with Han Yu enthusiastically, and inadvertently asked Han Yu where he came from and where he came from.

Han Yu had expected this, so he talked to him casually. By leaking some information, he is a monk from a certain large island, and this matter is the business of the master, he is just in charge of running errands.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of Wu smiled more and more kindly, and Han Yu also talked with him enthusiastically, and the two were like meeting confidants.

The two of them chatted about some interesting things in the nearby seas, as well as some experiences in cultivation, and they both turned a blind eye to the magic weapon on the table, as if for a while, this magic weapon did not exist.

But there was not much time, and a big man with a red face walked in.

This person's face was purple and red, and his body exuded bursts of scorching light, and the whole person was like a flame.

"Brother Wu, do you have anything you can't eat? As soon as the big man entered the room, he laughed heartily, then nodded at Han Yu, and moved his gaze to the blood-colored sword on the table.

"Brother Gan, you still need to appreciate this thing. I'm pretty good at artifacts and the like, but I haven't seen such a rare artifact a few times as a magic weapon, so I'm asking you to come and help. The old man stood up and said with a smile.

"Magic weapon?" the big man seemed to have some disbelief on his face when he heard this, but he still swept his gaze over.

The big man walked in, engrossed in sweeping the small sword, carefully looked at the texture on the sword's body, and tried to use mana to get in, the expression on his face became more and more excited.

"This fellow Daoist, can I pick it up and use it?" The strong man's face couldn't help but flush, but he still hadn't forgotten the most basic etiquette.

"Fellow Daoists, just give it a try. Han Yu smiled slightly, showing great generosity.

With Han Yu's permission, Dahan took the sword in his hand, instilled the mana on his body, closed his eyes for a while, and said in a very affirmative tone: "This is indeed a magic weapon, which has been practiced by the original owner with divine thoughts for a hundred years. ”

The old man's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he glanced at the blood sword a few times, thinking about how much credit it could have.

"Two Daoist brothers, you are quite satisfied with this magic weapon of mine!" Han Yu saw that the expressions of the two of them were extremely excited, and he stood aside and reminded calmly.

"I don't know what level of materials Brother Zhao wants, our store will definitely satisfy you. If the things you need are too rare, we are willing to trade for Lingbei, and the price will definitely satisfy the Taoists. "This old man is really cunning and cunning, and he doesn't forget to test at this time.

"It's not up to me to call the shots. This is a list of family teachers, and I also ask two Taoist friends to look at it. Han Yu placed a list on the table that had already been prepared.

Wu Qing nodded, his eyes quickly glanced at the material, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"These materials that my predecessors want are in stock in our store, but the price of your magic weapon can't buy all these materials. The old man looked at the top row with 10,000 years of iron and wood written on it, and the muscles on his face couldn't help jumping.

The price of the 10,000-year-old ironwood side is 100,000 spirit shells, and 10 million spirit stones will cost 10 million spirit stones, and the new magic weapons refined by those refining masters are only close to 10 million.

"Oh, how many materials can be exchanged, and please make a list of the shopkeepers. Of course, Han Yu knew the value of the magic weapon, and said in a slow tone.

The materials in the foundation building period can be used for thousands of years, and there is a waste of 10,000 years.

Han Yu took out the list and deliberately tried to see how much the magic weapon was worth in the Jiulong Sea, at least he knew it in his heart.

The strong man and the old man glanced at each other, put the list on the table and said slowly: "Master Ling is the predecessor of the Dan Period, Brother Zhao is also the dragon and phoenix among the people, and they are not ordinary immortal cultivators. I don't need to deceive in the business field, and I give the lowest price. ”

When he said this, he glanced at the strong man again, and said in an extremely sincere tone: "The value of the 10,000-year-old ironwood is 100,000 Lingbei, and the price I sell here is 90,000. I will use the purchase price to calculate the price of these nephrite and crystals below, how about it?"

From the first sentence, Han Yu heard the sincerity of the other party, thought about it in his heart, and felt that the price was more reasonable. Wannian Tiemu directly gave 10,000 Lingbei, which is also a big deal.

Both of them were quietly waiting for Han Yu to speak, this price was the limit of what they could call the shots. If you want to get more benefits, unless you let the worship of this sect come to recruit the monk behind him.

But none of these things are for them to consider.

"Okay, that's the price. Wu Daoyou, please make a price list for me, so that I can present it to his old man. Han Yu stood up and arched his hand at him, and said very politely.

Hearing Han Yu's promise, both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing Han Yu's suggestion, Wu Qing nodded.

The strong man talked to Han Yu about the value of this magic weapon, and the two of them argued for a while, and finally sold it for five million spirit shells.

Immediately after, Han Yu took the list written by the old man and prepared various materials.

After more than half an hour, Han Yu handed over a piece of paper that had been written, and the strong man left the room with his fists at him.

A beautiful maid entered the room again, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and left quietly.

"Wu Daoyou, my master has a batch of rough stones here, I don't know if your store will accept them?" Han Yu took a sip of fragrant tea and suddenly said.

He thought to himself that mortals could occasionally get a few spirit shells from the beach, so it should be feasible to trade them for rough stones, right?

"Of course you can!" Wu Qing was slightly stunned, and then readily agreed.

Spirit stones and spirit shells are both common currencies in the immortal cultivation world, and Sheng Dexuan has no reason not to accept them.

"But if it's rough, the price is a little lower. After all, we have to process him into spirit stones, and we have to make some profits. Wu Qing thought about it and said.

Han Yu was overjoyed when he heard this, took out a fist-sized rough stone from the storage bag and put it on the table, and asked with a smile, "How much does this rough stone cost?"

This thing was collected by him from Kushan Island and put it in a storage bag, just in time to take it out and estimate it.

The old man took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, calculated in his heart, and then said: "This rough stone can take out up to thirty low-level spirit stones, and after deducting the handling fee, I can only count twenty for you." ”

Han Yu nodded when he heard the price, but his heart blossomed.

These things are rare for the average monk, but for him he can have as much as he wants.

This rough stone is worth 20 spirit shells, and if you want to exchange it for a 10,000-year-old ironwood, you need 4,500 pieces.

Besides, this thing is only a low-level rough stone, what if it is replaced with a medium-level and a high-level one?

"Well, I'll go at this price in the future. Han Yu silently put the rough stone into the storage bag and said with a chuckle.

This time he didn't have to wait long, and Dahan walked in with two conches in his hands.

"Brother Zhao, you can order the goods. There were too many of these things to fit in a normal storage bag, so I wasted a little time looking for two conchs. The strong man scratched his head and explained.

"It's hard work. Han Yu stood up and thanked him quietly, and took the two conches over.

A conch contains nearly fifty square spirit woods, of which only five are 10,000 years old, and the rest are thousands of years old.

The other storage bag is filled with a variety of materials, all of which are sparkling and high-quality.

Han Yu swept it with his divine thoughts, and then withdrew his divine thoughts with satisfaction, arched his hand towards the two of them and said with a smile: "It's exactly the same as the agreement, I have thanked the two Taoist friends for the family teacher." ”

The Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wood and these auxiliary materials are also available in other stores, but it is too troublesome to run one by one, so it is best to get them together at one time.