Yin Teng, who bought the 'Water Cloud Shoes', did not have the slightest joy in his heart at the moment, but because of the twenty spirit stones he had just borrowed from Wang Ba, half of them were spent in a blink of an eye, which couldn't help but make Yin Teng feel distressed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, I was going to buy some practical things in the trial at other stalls in the fang market after buying things, but I didn't buy it, the money bag shrank by half, and I lost my mood in an instant.

"Eh!"

As he was about to leave the market, the stalls on both sides of the road became sparse and pulled, and Yin Teng was walking forward, one didn't pay attention, and he tripped under his feet, and the other stumbled. Nearly fell to the ground.

Yin Teng stood up and found that there was a stall in a corner on his right, and if he didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to find that there was still a stall in this place.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a muscular and bearded face, sitting there dozing off at the moment, as if he didn't care about what he was selling, and the thing that almost tripped over Yin Teng turned out to be a black hammer!

The hammer was black and looked very old, the head of the hammer was about the size of two sea bowls, the handle was about two feet long, it was covered with rust spots of various colors, and there was some unwashed yellow mud attached to it, which looked like it had just been excavated from the earth.

"This stall owner is really interesting, and he doesn't say that it's better to sell things when he comes out......"

Yin Teng frowned, stepped forward and kicked with his foot at will, the black hammer didn't move at all, as if it was extremely heavy. Yin Teng couldn't help but be stunned while looking at the hammer, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his eyes blinked slightly.

At this moment, the bearded stall owner, who heard movement in front of the stall, stretched his waist and yawned, and opened his somewhat hazy eyes.

"What are you going to order, this little brother?"

Seeing that there was someone in front of his stall, the middle-aged man instantly lifted his spirits and hurriedly greeted.

Yin Teng raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man with a beard, he looked honest, and his cultivation was the same as Yin Teng, he was the appearance of the third layer of the Qi refining period.

Squatting in front of the stall, Yin Teng did not immediately pick up the black hammer, but looked at the things on his stall, which was a stall selling all kinds of talismans, yellow paper, cinnabar, and talisman pens, each of which was stacked with ten sheets, but it was extremely neatly stacked.

"Do you have any talismans here that can increase a person's speed or slow down the speed of falling from a high altitude?"

As he spoke, Yin Teng's slender fingers rummaged through these things, and he asked with a smile at the bearded man behind the stall who looked really a little innocent.

"Hehe, the little brother is also planning to participate in the 'Leaping Dragon Gate' trial after seven days! This is the right place, you see this is a low-level 'Wind Riding Talisman', which can have a great chance to increase the speed of people's sprints, this is a first-grade intermediary 'Slow Fall Talisman', people fall from a high place, and the first time they stick to their bodies can immediately slow down the fall, which is a necessary choice for our disciples who can't fly yet to go out and practice......

"Especially this 'slow fall charm' first-class intermediary! In this market, this can be regarded as the best, only my sister...... You don't know, it takes a lot of mind and soul power to draw a 'slow fall talisman', and it takes three layers of spiritual power to get it..."

Guessing that Yin Teng might have to participate in the trial, the middle-aged man hurriedly promoted it, in case it was a big customer, they would be able to make a small profit, and pointed out the two talismans to Yin Teng as he spoke.

"If the little brother likes it, these two only need five spirit stones, and they are guaranteed to stand out in the trial, hehe......"

Yin Teng took the two stacks of talismans in his hand, and vaguely smelled the fragrance of ink, and rubbed his fingers on the lines, and sure enough, he found that the cinnabar ink had not yet dried completely, thinking that it had just been drawn.

Nodding slightly, he glanced at the expectant eyes of the middle-aged man opposite, and said casually:

"This 'slow fall talisman' is indeed worth the price, but this wind talisman is a little expensive, the price of a low-level talisman is generally only worth about two spirit stones, and the duration of the increase speed is a little short, not as good as the grade of the wind talisman, and I see that you don't have a wind talisman for sale here, you set up a stall to sell things, you won't even prepare materials like a wind talisman, right?"

Hearing what Yin Teng said, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the middle-aged man laughed dryly, obviously he didn't expect the young man in front of him to know so much about the market price and talisman materials, so he had to laugh and laugh at the moment:

"The effect of the 'Wind Charm' is naturally better than that of the 'Wind Riding Talisman', but the materials for its production are more than twice as expensive as the materials for this 'Wind Riding Talisman', which is still relatively expensive...... In this way, there are four spirit stones, and there can be no less, after all, we are not specifically living by setting up stalls, not ......"

"Alas......" The bearded middle-aged man sighed in his worried gaze, Yin Teng didn't say much when he heard it, put the two stacks of talismans into the storage package, and took out four spirit stones and handed them to the other party.

Then Yin Teng bent down and swept his gaze around, and finally looked at the black hammer placed next to the paving.

"Are you here to sell this hammer?"

Yin Teng, who saw it, put away the talisman and was so refreshing, the man with his cheeks put away the spirit stone and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he also had a good impression of Yin Teng. When he heard Yin Teng ask him about the hammer, his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness.

"Don't hide it, little brother, my ancestors were born in iron, and they made a living by forging some weapons and farm tools by striking iron, and this hammer was passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors, and the origin can no longer be studied, but the craft of striking iron has been lost to me...... And the hammer is too heavy, and although I can pick it up, I can't make a living from it, and over time, the hammer will be dusty to me...... If you want, or can afford it, give it the right price......"

Looking at the hammer, a trace of loneliness and remembrance flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Up!"

When Yin Teng heard this, he walked up to the pitch-black hammer, reached out and grasped the handle of the hammer, and lifted it up with all his strength. The hammer was in his hand and his heart was shocked.

"It's not your average hammer...... It's so heavy! No wonder it nearly tripped me up. ”

With a 'bang', the hammer was placed on the ground, causing the ground to shook.

"I want this hammer, and I have a little research on forging, and I just lack a good hammer, so brother, you can tell you a price......