Chapter Seventy-One: A Failure
There are dozens of magic weapons on display on the suspension formation, the lowest ones are medium-grade magic weapons, and there are also clearly marked prices, the prices are arranged from low to high, and the level is particularly distinct.
However, when his gaze fell on the rightmost piece of the fox drum, he was immediately stunned by its price, twenty medium-grade spirit stones. Twenty medium-grade spirit stones, that's a full two thousand low-grade spirit stones!
Mu Fan's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he shook his head, this fox drum is not a top-grade magic weapon, but a top-grade magic weapon, it is worth mentioning that it is also a magic weapon that integrates attack and defense.
Even so, Mu Fan just glanced at it a few times, and then looked away, although this magic weapon was good, he didn't like it. Seeing that Mu Fan seemed to be a little hesitant, Xiao Wen beside him suddenly said from the side, "Hmph, the poor ghost is also pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here, and I have seen the guys on the market!"
"Does your mouth grow on top of your ass? Talking is like farting!" Mu Fan just has a good temper, and he can't stand this rude guy chattering next to him. If it weren't for being in the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, he would have slapped him a long time ago!
"Do you dare to scold me, do you know who I am, I ......" Xiao Wen said with a cold face, the temperature around him had dropped, but he didn't do anything.
Even so, the momentum of the old man next to Xiao Wen seemed to be all pressed towards Mu Fan, but Mu Fan didn't take it to heart at all, just waved his hand, and the old man's momentum was dissolved by him.
"Huh?" Seeing that Mu Fan had dissolved his momentum so easily, the old man was slightly surprised.
"Hmph, don't you two treat my Lingbao Pavilion as a vegetable market? If you have any grievances, please go outside to settle them, and don't disturb the business of the Lingbao Pavilion!" the gray-robed old man snorted coldly, with a cold meaning in his tone.
Although the gray-robed old man was only a fifth-level cultivator, his words seemed to calm the scene. Xiao Wen couldn't help but beat a spirit, and then he reacted, this is the territory of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.
Mu Fan didn't speak, but Xiao Wen seemed to know that he was wrong, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Third deacon, forgive me, Xiao Wen was rude just now, don't be surprised!"
Although Xiao Wen wanted to beat Mu Fan up in his heart, he didn't dare to be too rude when he thought of the origin of Lingbao Pavilion. The old man's gaze next to him kept falling on Mu Fan's body, as if he was a little puzzled.
The gray-robed old man snorted coldly, his gaze swept over Mu Fan, and then fell on Xiao Wen's body, and said lightly, "Please take care of yourself, two of you!"
Mu Fan's gaze swept over several magic weapons again, including several high-grade magic weapons, but he was not very satisfied, at this time, his divine sense fell on a medium-grade magic weapon, and suddenly exclaimed: "Huh, this is ......?"
On the ninth position, there was a very ordinary thick-backed knife on display, the blade was gray, and there was no aura fluctuation at all, and what made Mu Fan puzzled was that this thick-backed knife had no blade.
The price of this thick-backed knife is not high, it is only 1,200 spirit stones, which is an extremely low price.
"Lord Deacon, this knife doesn't seem to have any aura fluctuations, but it is a medium-grade magic weapon?" Mu Fan asked back.
"I don't know, who stipulates that the magic weapon must have aura fluctuations, it's like a person can hide his cultivation, but can you tell that he is not a cultivator?" Xiao Wen's voice came again, and he said with some disdain.
However, Mu Fan did not refute him, but looked at the third deacon.
The third deacon smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "Although what you said is also reasonable, but in fact, magic weapons and cultivation are not the same, some magic weapons do not have spiritual power fluctuations, but under normal circumstances, such magic weapons will be inferior to magic weapons of the same level." ”
"Oh?" Mu Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something.
The third deacon continued: "Whether it is a magic weapon or an elixir, if it is not introduced with aura, it will definitely be greatly discounted. However, the situation of this thick-backed knife is a bit special, although it seems that there is no aura fluctuation, but it is deliberately done by the owner who refined it, as for the reason, I don't know very well. ”
The words of the third deacon made Mu Fan quite favorable, and generally people who do business will promote their products and avoid their weaknesses, but the third deacon is outspoken, although he is very objective, but it is greatly discounted for customers.
More importantly, in the words of the third deacon just now, there is a message that also enlightened him.
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and said, "Lord Deacon, I want this knife!"
This thick back knife is very much to his liking, although it looks a little worse, but it is the most convenient magic weapon. And he has another idea, so he plans to go back and study it again.
"Slow down, Third Deacon, I have taken a fancy to this knife, this is 1,200 spirit stones, I want it!" Xiao Wen's voice sounded, and he was about to hand a storage bag to the third deacon, and Mu Fan on the side suddenly turned pale.
"Whoever pays attention to the first come, first come, this knife is the first thing I look at, do you want to take it by force?" Mu Fan said in a cold tone.
Xiao Wenzheng was about to say something, but at this time, the third deacon frowned, and said lightly: "Since it was this Taoist friend who took a fancy to it first, it belongs to him, sorry!" After speaking, the third deacon took the thick-backed knife and handed it to Mu Fan.
Mu Fan smiled slightly, and without thinking about it, he threw 1,200 spirit stones to the third deacon and took the thick-backed knife.
"Good knives!"
Mu Fan secretly boasted, in the second floor, there were more high-level magic weapons than the thick-backed knife, but he felt that this thick-backed knife was more suitable for him.
Xiao Wen's face was a little ugly, he didn't really want the thick-backed knife in Mu Fan's hand. This knife doesn't look very good, it's just a medium-grade magic weapon, and he doesn't like it at all. However, he had one less chance to disgust Mu Fan, which made him a little unhappy.
"Hmph, Uncle Xiao, let's go!" Xiao Wen stared at Mu Fan, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and he hugged his fist towards the third deacon before turning to leave.
Mu Fan didn't pay attention to Xiao Wen at all, he was in a good mood when he bought the thick-backed knife, he suddenly thought of something and wanted to ask.
"You want to ask about the origin of this knife, right?" Perhaps guessing Mu Fan's thoughts, the third deacon took the lead in asking.
Mu Fan smiled slightly and nodded.
"If it was something else, maybe I wouldn't have told you yet, but this knife is something special, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. The third deacon stroked his beard, and then continued, "Have you heard of Elder Muni?"
"Elder Muni?" Mu Fan shook his head, he had just come to Black Rock City, where did he know any Elder Muni, so he immediately clenched his fists and asked, "Please also ask Lord Deacon to explain......
"Oh, you don't even know Elder Muni?" looked at Mu Fan, and the third deacon looked surprised.
Looking Mu Fan up and down, the third deacon explained, "Elder Muni is the most famous refiner in our Black Rock City, and he is also one of the elders of Black Rock Academy, and the thick-backed knife in your hand is from him. But ......"
"But what?" Mu Fan asked suspiciously.
The third deacon hesitated for a moment, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "If I say it, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable in your heart......
"Huh?" Mu Fan looked at the third deacon a little strangely, clenched his fists and said, "Lord Deacon, it's okay to say it. ”
The third deacon was silent for a while, and then said, "The thick-backed knife in your hand is indeed from him, but, according to Elder Muni, this knife is actually his failure......
"What? Failure?" Mu Fan's expression twitched slightly, and he suddenly felt a little painful!
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