In this way, in the first four days, Lu Chen and Luo Linger visited most of the shops in Dongzhoufang City.

The day before leaving, Loringer suggested going to the Liberty Bazaar, maybe she could find something good.

Lu Chen knew that Luo Ling'er didn't lack magic weapons and materials at all, she was just a little girl's temperament, and her curiosity was driven by curiosity, so she just wanted to go over and take a look.

At the Freedom Market, the two of them were a little tired from shopping, and their interest in Taobao was also consumed by various fakes.

Just as he was about to lift his feet back to the inn, Lu Chen inadvertently swept a remnant tower in the corner of a stall.

There is a corner missing at the bottom of the tower, perhaps because of its age, it is stained with a lot of dust, and it looks dirty, and of course, there are many tricks in the Liberty Bazaar that deliberately make items old and deceive.

But what really caught Liu Yi's attention was that the tower was painted with strange patterns, like some kind of ancient text that he had seen before.

By the way, Lu Chen suddenly remembered that the words on the tower's body were a bit similar to the words on the nameless fragment in his storage bag, but they were obviously more subtle.

In order to facilitate observation, Lu Chen stood outside Zhangyu, pretending to check the other items on the stall, and carefully looked at the remnant tower, the material of the tower body looked like wood and not wood, and I didn't know what material it was.

There were also two first-order magic swords and a few first-order magic swords on the stall, and Lu Chen took three or five steps closer to the stall, staring at these two first-order magic swords with his eyes.

Before Lu Chen left the Qingxia Sect, he had transformed into a big man with thick eyebrows and thick eyes through the Shenmu mask, this kind of dress, belonging to a casual cultivation background, shallow knowledge, is easily bewitched, and is exactly the favorite buyer of all kinds of stall owners in the Free Bazaar.

Therefore, the middle-aged stall owner saw Lu Chen staring at the magic sword, and hurriedly flickered: "Dao friendly eyes, these two first-order magic swords, one is called Feihong Sword and the other is called Qinggang Sword, they are both rare first-order boutique magic swords, which were refined by Master Wu Yi, the real person of Wujimen, when he was young, to be honest, I still found a lot of connections to get them back from Wujimen." ”

After hearing this, Lu Chen pretended to be a little moved, picked up the two flying swords and looked at them a few times without pretending to understand, and almost didn't laugh out loud, these two first-order flying swords were roughly forged, and they were all second-class magic swords, and as soon as the stall owner opened his mouth, it became a work from the young master of the famous family, really.

However, in order to successfully obtain the remnant tower, Lu Chen had to take the magic sword and look at it several times, and asked softly: "Fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones are willing to shoot?"

The stall owner stretched out three fingers: "Four hundred lower-grade spirit stones, the best price!"

Lu Chen almost couldn't help but throw away the sword, these two broken swords still dare to ask for four hundred spirit stones, and the best price?

As a last resort, Lu Chen put on a look of not being able to put down the sword, but he was shy in his pocket, his eyes darkened, and he secretly touched the storage bag, with a helpless expression: "Fellow Daoist, can you have two hundred lower grade spirit stones?"

When the stall owner heard this, he knew that Lu Chen was also a shabby casual cultivator, and it was impossible to squeeze more, and the price he charged for these two swords was only one hundred spirit stones, and it was already a big profit to sell them for two hundred spirit stones.

Seeing that the big man stretched out his hand to take out the spirit stone, he suddenly stopped, which made the stall owner feel anxious and uncomfortable.

Lu Chen said to the stall owner: "Fellow Daoist, you see that I spent all the spirit stones in the storage bag to buy your two magic swords, and I can be regarded as your big customer, so I have to give me a little more!"

The stall owner almost wanted to scold, but the poor ghost who only tasted the spirit stone for two hundred times was still a big customer?

Seeing Lu Chen staring at a few first-order talismans on the stall, the stall owner thought that these first-order talismans could also be sold for twenty spirit stones, so naturally they couldn't be given away in vain, so the stall owner hurriedly put them into the storage bag and said, "These few low-grade talismans have already been booked by guests, and they can't be given to you!"

Lu Chen's eyes showed a regretful expression, and he sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, then you can give me that broken tower!"

There is only one remnant tower left on the stall that cannot be sold, this is a broken tower that has been collected and recovered, and it didn't cost money when it was collected, even if it was sold, it was not worth three or five spirit stones, so it was better to send it, and maybe there would be a return business to do in the future.

Therefore, the stall owner responded very simply: "I bought the remnant tower for twenty spirit stones, forget it, I will be generous and give it to you!"

So Lu Chen happily took out two hundred lower-grade spirit stones, handed them to the stall owner, picked up two magic swords and the remnant tower, put them into the storage bag, and went straight back to the inn with Luo Ling'er.

Luo Linger knew that Lu Chen must have his own reason for spending two hundred spirit stones to buy two low-grade magic swords, so from beginning to end, Luo Linger didn't speak, just quietly accompanied Lu Chen.