The shop is small, with a simple hospitality room outside and a variety of ritual utensils hanging on three walls.

Directly opposite there was a small door on the right, and through the blue curtain that was not thick, you could hear the clanging of iron.

As soon as the two of them entered the store, the sound behind them immediately stopped, the blue curtain was lifted by a rough big hand, and a middle-aged male cultivator walked out of it, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building on his body was very deep, and he didn't look far from advancement.

"Do you two want to buy or sell?" The middle-aged man is wide and strong, his eyes are like cold stars, and his aura is lofty. The voice was so loud that it shook He Miaomiao's ears.

"We have some materials that we want to sell, so please ask our seniors to palm. He Miaomiao handed over a storage bag, which was filled with miscellaneous ores, monster skins, and sharp teeth, each sample level was not high, but it was a lot of money, and she estimated that it could sell three hundred spirit stones.

The middle-aged man swept out his senses, waved his arm, threw the storage bag to the backyard, and then took out four hundred spirit stones from the storage bag on his waist and threw them to He Miaomiao, waved his hand and didn't say a word, and prepared to go back to refining the weapon.

"Thank you seniors!" He Miaomiao didn't expect that these materials were worth more than her budget, and hurriedly thanked the back.

Just as she was about to leave for the Shen Bing Pavilion, she dazzled at a strange first-order dagger on the wall.

"Quan Ling, look at this, why doesn't it look like it's one?" The dagger was less than half the size of a palm, and its whole body was bright and black, shining with a faint spiritual light. But it doesn't look like a whole, but rather like a patchwork of many fine pieces.

He Quanling observed it, but he couldn't see the reason. The whole blade is willow leaf-shaped, the ups and downs are very smooth, simple and delicate, but everywhere is exquisite, the blade is sharp and sharp, and the aura is faint, but it has the coercion that ordinary daggers do not have.

"You two want to buy magic weapons?"

The two were still observing the dagger, and the middle-aged man opened the curtain again, and a heaven-shattering roar startled He Miaomiao almost attacked.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, so she suppressed the spiritual power in her hand and dispersed, and asked him, "May I ask senior, what kind of material is this dagger made of?" It looks a little different. ”

The middle-aged man tore off the dagger from the wall and threw it into the air, only to see that the dagger suddenly split, ten or ten hundred, and finally turned into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine black spirit needles as thin as hair.

"This is a needle-shaped magic vessel that was custom-made for a guest before, but he fell shortly after he finished it. It wasn't a good thing to sell, so I had to add Molten Stone so that it could be combined into other forms. ”

He Miaomiao's heart was moved, and her eyes were already glowing when she saw the dagger turning into a needle, and she finally made her expression less excited, and said in a flat tone as much as possible: "Then may I ask the seniors, how many spirit stones do you need for this magic weapon?"

The middle-aged man waved his sleeves, rolled his aura, and combined the thin needles scattered in the air into the shape of a dagger again, turned around in his hand, and said:

"These more than 9,000 fine needles are laborious to build, and the materials used are also considered to be of high quality, and they can be regarded as high-quality products in the first order. But no one really wants to buy it, if you want it, even if you want a thousand spirit stones. ”

When He Miaomiao heard this price, it was like being splashed on the head by a basin of cold water. She knew that custom magic weapons were expensive, but she didn't expect this set to be even more expensive than she imagined.

"We can't take out so many spirit stones, bother the shopkeeper... All Spirit, let's go. He Miaomiao didn't look at the dagger with a ghostly light, and stepped out of the store without hesitation.

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"Miao Miao, don't go to Shen Bing Pavilion, I don't want magic weapons very much. ”

He Quanling knew that she was very excited about that set of needle-shaped magic weapons, but she had been like this since she was a child, if there was something she couldn't get her hands on, she would simply ignore it, and then pretend that she had never seen it.

In the past, she was still young and didn't dare to steal copper plates to buy meat buns, so she pretended to be familiar with it and didn't even look at it when she passed by the door of the bun shop.

It wasn't until she was bold and asked for more copper plates every day that she took him to the steamed bun shop excitedly, buying four or five of them, and eating with a mouth full of oil.

"No! We can still afford a sword! With our cultivation, if we want to enter the Heshan faction, we will have to have some blood. He Miaomiao was very resolute, pulled He Quanling's sleeve, and pulled him into the Shen Bing Pavilion.

The storefront of the Shen Bing Pavilion was glittering with gold, and the walls were full of all kinds of bells and whistles.

Colorful silk satin, golden swords, long whips with green in black, jade rings of various colors... There are always three walls hung up, and the counters against the walls are also full, and there are more ritual utensils on the first floor than the magic shops on East Street combined.

"Two fellow Daoists, sit inside. After entering the shop for a while, the miscellaneous monk immediately greeted him and enthusiastically asked them to sit down at the low table in the corner, "I don't know what kind of magic weapon you need? ”

Seeing that He Quanling didn't speak, He Miaomiao had no choice but to reply by herself: "Is there a sword that can be united and separated?"

"Yes, yes, Daoist friends, wait a while, I'll go and fetch it for the two of you to look at. ”

The miscellaneous monk flashed to the second floor, and quickly took off the two sets of long swords, put them on the table, and introduced them one by one.

"This set is called illusion, a first-order high-grade. The main material is the phantom stone, and the two of them should also know the fascination effect of this phantom stone. ”

"The illusion can be divided into nine formations, which are used to arrange the first-order illusion array with the greatest power. After unity, the attack effect is better, and it is not a problem to fight across small realms with swordsmanship. ”

He Miaomiao took the illusion and tried it, it was cold in the hand, and it was very smooth when injecting spiritual power, and there was no sense of blockage, which was indeed very convenient.

"Quan Ling, you try it. He shoved the sword into his hand, and when he saw him take it, he asked the miscellaneous monk, "May I ask Daoyou, how many spirit stones does this illusion cost?"

"This set of auxiliary materials is not of high grade, so it only needs eight hundred spirit stones. ”

"What about the other set?" He Quanling put the illusion on the table and stopped playing with it. The top-grade magic weapon of eight hundred spirit stones is indeed not expensive, but for the two of them, they still can't afford it.

Even if he wanted to buy it, he didn't want it to be so expensive, and the medium-grade magic weapon of five hundred spirit stones was already the limit.

The miscellaneous monk put away the illusion and opened another sword box, which flashed with blue light, revealing a simple long sword.

"This set is called Qingxuan, a first-order middle grade. It is mainly refined with Lingxia refined copper and Tianxuanyu, both of which are very hard but not hard, and many medium-grade magic weapons like to use them for refining. ”

He Quanling stretched out his hand to take it, the sword body was black and green, sharp and heavy, both sides were engraved with complex formations, stretched out two fingers to stroke it, but did not feel uneven, it can be seen that the formation patterns are meticulous.

"This Qingxuan can only be divided into six, and Kebu's formation is also limited, but this sword is extremely powerful, and it is even more difficult to parry with the blessing of the sword array. This set of materials is very common, so let's count five hundred spirit stones for the two of them. ”

He Miaomiao saw He Quanling nodding slightly, so she took out the spirit stone and handed it to the miscellaneous monks, and walked around the streets of Fangshi before returning to the inn courtyard.