Coincidentally, the person in charge of the magic weapon is also an old man with a vicissitudes of life, and the material is even shorter, nearly a foot shorter than Jiang Ping.

The rickety material couldn't hide the old man's keen gaze, he saw that Jiang Ping was a little hesitant, and said lightly: "You call me the main thing, is there really a treasure transaction above the magic weapon?"

The Ring Gate Treasure Hall was too big, and there were many monks who came to buy treasures, so it was natural that he would not serve an ordinary Qi refining cultivator as a principal.

"Senior, if you repair it, you should be able to reach the level of the best magic weapon, right?" Jiang Ping said, he was unwilling, the value of the high-grade magic weapon and the best magic weapon was too different, if it could be repaired into the best magic weapon, at least a few thousand more spirit stones would be sold!

"This is the silkworm silk net, the silkworm is extremely difficult to feed, even if the feeding is successful, the amount of snow silk spit out by the ordinary silkworm is small and not tough, it should be the silkworm in the late stage of refining qi, but some of it is the middle stage of the silkworm, which greatly weakens the value of this net. ...... here" Old Man Qin shook his head again and again when he saw a long slit that had been broken by Jiang Ping with a knife-shaped magic weapon, "This net has barely reached the level of a superb magic weapon, but this gap ...... Hey, it's a pity to turn it into a high-level magic weapon all of a sudden, it's a pity, it......'s a pity."

Jiang Ping felt more than a dozen divine senses sweeping over, and he smiled coldly in his heart, whether it was a Qi Refining Cultivator or a Foundation Building Cultivator, there was never a shortage of curious cultivators.

Jiang Ping remained silent, and casually flicked it on the storage bag, a large white net appeared in his hand, handed it to Old Man Qin, and said with a smile: "Let's start with this superb magic weapon, please take a look at the seniors, how many spirit stones can it be worth?"

Hongyi's expression changed, and his somewhat unkind face suddenly retracted, not caring at all about these people being sneering coldly, he looked coldly at what Jiang Ping was doing.

"Senior Brother Hongyi, it seems that your junior nephew really has a few brushes, which are much stronger than you, who are uncles. Yu Wenliang smiled, and his voice resounded in the empty VIP hall, and every foundation building monk could hear it clearly.

The other foundation building monks were also stunned, a Qi Refining Cultivator wants to sell a hundred magic weapons? This is unheard of! Under the gaze of many monks, it is impossible for a Qi Refining Monk to speak wildly, and there is no chance that it will be fake.

"Bai'er?" Old Man Qin's expression, which had been faint, finally changed his face, and then turned into a suspicious look, "You won't use a bunch of rags to deceive my old man, right?"

Jiang Ping nodded, "More than 100 pieces." ”

When Old Man Qin heard this, his little eyes lit up, and he narrowed again, "How much, how much?"

"The seniors misunderstood, Jiang Ping just asked casually. Of course, Jiang Ping is here to sell magic weapons, our treasure hall has a fair price, and never bullies weak monks, so Jiang Ping came here. It's just that there are too many of them, and Jiang Ping has to act cautiously. ”

He smiled slightly and quickly bowed to apologize.

Although Old Man Qin was displeased, his words helped Jiang Ping confirm that the Treasure Pavilion indeed had a Soul Fixing Pill, and Jiang Ping was completely relieved.

Now, the forces of the Iron Sword Sect and the Purple Cloud Sect are all eyeing themselves, and the so-called debts are too much to worry about, let alone some foundation-building monks in the sect!

As soon as Jiang Ping heard Old Man Qin's tone, he knew that this person was angry, and obviously thought that he had played him. Jiang Ping didn't ask casually, as long as he got the Soul Fixing Pill, he could successfully build the foundation, so that the monks in the early stage of foundation building would no longer pose any threat to him, and as for the monks in the middle and late stages, Jiang Ping also had a certain degree of certainty to kill, and he could escape if he couldn't beat him! There was no need to hide his strength here.

When Old Man Qin heard this, his expression became a little colder, and the words that came out of his mouth were faint, "If you want to buy the Soul Fixing Pill and go to the Spirit Pill manager, he will naturally choose the best Soul Fixing Pill for you." ”

Jiang Ping said to Old Man Qin, "Senior, our Treasure Hall has a Soul Fixing Pill for sale, right?"

Hongyi was choked by Jiang Ping's words, he couldn't beat Jin Dan Zhenren? Could it be that Huangfeng was still robbed by Jin Dan Zhenren?

Jiang Ping scratched his head and spread his hands helplessly, "Uncle Shi, I can't beat Jin Dan Zhenren." ”

Therefore, Jiang Ping said that if Huangfeng was lost, Hongyi would change color, which was equivalent to losing a low-level magic weapon! Loser, how good it was to give me two superb magic weapons in the first place! Hongyi cursed with hatred in his heart.

This is not the case with the best magic weapon, it can exert the maximum attack power with a very small amount of aura, and it is the most powerful for monks in the late stage of qi refining. Some extremely favored late-stage Qi refining cultivators will be given the best magic weapons by their elders, but the best magic weapons are more difficult to refine, and they are much rarer than ordinary magic weapons, so the price of the best magic weapons has always been high, several percent higher than ordinary low-level magic weapons!

Because not all Qi Refining Cultivators can use magic weapons, late stage Qi Refining Cultivators who are like ordinary cultivators, they can't exert the strength of magic weapons at all, and even a magic weapon can drain the aura of ordinary monks with a single attack.

"What, snatched it?" Hongyi was shocked. The value of the best magic weapon is not lower than that of ordinary low-level magic weapons, and even the value of the best magic weapons with special functions is comparable to that of high-grade low-level magic weapons.

Jiang Ping bowed and said, "Uncle Shi misunderstood, Huangfeng has been snatched away, and the disciple is selling other treasures. ”

Although he was not happy, Hongyi still nodded, "Jiang Ping, Huangfeng is only one, if you sell it, you will lose the best anti-magic weapon, you still have to take one step at a time, take your time......"

Hongyi's face was ugly, he didn't expect Jiang Ping to enter the VIP hall and be ridiculed like this.

"Hongyi, it turns out that he is your nephew, your kid cries poor all day long, you see that one of your nephews has magic weapons for sale, hehe!" One of the fattest monks in the hall smiled, obviously not dealing with Hongyi, and took the opportunity to ridicule Hongyi.

"Uncle Shi?" Not only Yu Wenliang, but even the other foundation building monks looked at Hongyi with amusement.

"Uncle Shi!" Jiang Ping bowed to Hongyi.

Jiang Ping didn't want to talk to him, but when he saw Hongyi's appearance, he was a little unhappy, and he still remembered that Hongyi took away his best flying knife.

Hongyi, who was not far behind him, smiled, "Magic weapon?"

Yu Wenliang's expression changed, he frowned, and didn't speak again.

Old Man Qin coughed lightly a few times, his little eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "This little guy said that there is a magic weapon for sale, Yu Wenliang, do you have any opinions?"

Jiang Ping was depressed in his heart, because there were too many people outside, and there were many people, so it was inevitable that he would publicize his own affairs. I thought that when I came to the VIP room, no one would know me, but I didn't expect to meet Hongyi, an old acquaintance.

"Hongyi!

Suddenly, Jiang Ping's expression froze, and his heart trembled.

Jiang Ping's eyes swept over, this person was wearing a green coat, similar to Jiang Ping, his face was slightly chubby, beardless, squinting his small eyes, the corner of his right mouth was raised, and his expression was quite disdainful. He carried a sword on his back, and few monks carried the sword on his back, rather than a swordsman.

"Old man Qin, what are you doing when you bring in a Qi Refining Cultivator, can he still afford a magic weapon?" a Foundation Building Monk gave him a questioning look and sneered coldly.

There were more than ten monks in the hall who were here to select treasures, and Jiang Ping followed the old man to this place, and immediately attracted the attention of these people.

Moreover, in the hidden corner of the hall, there was even a small door, Jiang Ping guessed in his heart, could it be to receive a higher-level immortal cultivator? At least it was the level of Jindan Zhenren.

The space here is no smaller than the hall outside, and it is more exquisite. There are all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons around the hall, each treasure is not sealed, and every corner of the hall is equipped with floating stones, no one dares to be presumptuous here, this is the confidence of the ring door!

Jiang Ping walked through a narrow door, walked through a long, narrow road, and entered an open space.

When Panrenfeng was there, Jiang Ping didn't see so many rules, and it was convenient for Jiang Ping to find him for anything. Now that he is gone, and Ming doesn't know if the Treasure Hall can still open, Jiang Ping has no choice but to take the risk of trading in the VIP hall.

And such a VIP hall only accepts monks who are above the foundation building period, or Qi refining monks who clearly propose to trade magic treasures.

There are too many monks in the Seven Colors Gate, and the monks who come here are as small as Qi refining monks and as big as Jindan Zhenren, of course, they can't all trade in the hall, so there are all kinds of small doors around the hall, leading to various VIP halls, although the treasures inside are fewer, but the level is higher and the quality is better.

The rickety old man was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, who had lived for nearly two hundred years, and he was old and fine, he smiled slightly, "Come with me, I hope you won't let me down." Immediately, the old man walked towards a VIP room.

Jiang Ping nodded, there were many monks around, and he said: "This senior, there are some treasures for sale below, and it seems that there are ...... here."

Old man Qin smiled and glanced at Jiang Ping, how could he not see through Jiang Ping's thoughts, "Your ancestor is a refining master, why don't you ask him?"

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was just unwilling to ask casually, but he didn't want to trouble the ancestor for such a trivial matter, and besides, he didn't plan to keep this treasure, in case the people of the Iron Sword Gate tracked down this treasure to find him, the gain outweighed the loss.

"The material of the best magic weapon, the level of high-level magic weapon, it is not easy to repair, give you 1,200 spirit stones, can you promise?" Old man Qin looked at it and gave a good price.