Chapter Eighty-Four: Wanbao Building

Hearing this, Yu Yilie couldn't help but fall into deep thought, the last time he just rashly went deep into the Yuze dense forest, he encountered the demon wolf's lair, and almost died in it.

And the mission taken by the demon hunter group must be even more dangerous, if it does not have the advantage of Heavenly Dream in the sky, once it encounters danger, it will be difficult to get out.

At the moment, he had to borrow a little spirit stone from Sister Mei and buy the spirit beast bag first, after all, he only had one hundred and fifty spirit stones on his body now.

Previously, in the Zidan Pavilion, he bought ten pieces each of the Bigu Pill, the Soul Raising Pill, and the Essence Raising Pill, and at the suggestion of Sister Mei, he also bought five Qingling Pills for detoxification and three Jade Muscle Pills for recovering from external injuries.

And Night Charm bought three bottles of Da Huan Dan in one go, each with twenty pieces. It shows that his net worth is quite rich, but it is not comparable to a kid like Yu Yilie who has just entered the immortal cultivation world.

After getting along a few times, he also saw that although the night charm was charming, he was kind-hearted, and he had no abnormal thoughts about him, just treating him as a little brother.

"Okay then! The little brother will borrow a little spirit stone for the time being and buy the spirit beast bag, Sister Mei's care for me, the little brother should keep it in mind, and he will repay it one day. Yu Yilie pondered for a long time and said slowly.

"What are you doing talking to Sister Mei, I see that your little brother is pleasing to the eye, so I want to be close to you. If someone bullies you Sister Mei in the future, you have to help. Nightglow said gently.

Then he dragged him all the way to talk and laugh, introduced the various situations in the city, and then went straight to the Wanbao Building in the center of the city.

I saw that the center of the square is a circular square, and the area is quite large. In the middle of it, a five-story attic stands tall with octagonal eaves, and at the top of it a huge orb, like a tower.

"Little brother, don't make trouble inside, this tower is not simple, it is rumored to be a magic weapon, and the power is extremely great. There used to be a foundation monk who made trouble in it, but it was destroyed by this tower in the blink of an eye. Night Charm looked at the five-story building in front of him with a little awe and said with a solemn expression.

"The magic weapon is so powerful?!Even the foundation building period monks were killed in an instant?This building is really terrifying!" Yu Yilie said in shock as he looked at Wanbao Tower.

At this time, looking at the golden gate of Wanbao Tower, he seemed to see a terrifying mouth, which would be devoured as soon as he entered.

"Hey, what are you afraid of, we're not here to cause trouble. As long as we don't make trouble in it, they can't do anything to us. Let's go in and do some shopping!" Nightshade slapped him amusedly, and then walked towards the door first.

Seeing this, Yu Yilie naturally followed closely, but in his heart, he thought that this magic weapon was so powerful, he didn't know when he would be able to have one.

"Brother Yilie, the first and second layers of Qi cultivation period cultivators can go in and choose magic weapons, but the third floor can only be entered by the seniors of the foundation building period, the fourth floor can only be entered by the power of the True Dan Realm, and the fifth layer is the core hub of Wanbao Tower, but outsiders are not allowed to enter. Nightshade introduced him as she walked.

"Sister Mei, I don't know if Wanbaolou can accept magic weapons?" Yu Yilie suddenly asked.

"Of course, not only that, but the refining materials are also charged, but the price is not advantageous, unless you can come up with good materials. And you can also forge magic weapons and spiritual weapons, but you have to charge a fee. What's the matter, Brother Yilie, do you want to sell that medium-grade magic weapon?" said Night Charm suspiciously.

"Yes, that spear is good, but it's not for me. I got it by accident, and I want to forge my own magic weapon. Yu Yilie opened his mouth to explain.

"I see, then let's buy the spirit beast bag and take a look. Hearing this, Night Charm didn't ask, but led him straight to a certain area on the first floor.

Immediately, Yu Yilie quickly selected a low-grade spirit beast bag, and walked to a remote corner tower in Wanbao Tower under the leadership of the attendant.

The Spirit Animal Bag is different from the Storage Bag, like a bulging balloon with a barren soil and even air. However, the Sumeru mustard seed formation in the storage bag is the existence of a vacuum, and the soil cannot form a flat ground when it is filled in, but is scattered into a ball, and cannot contain air.

Although the space is only a square kilometer, as long as Tianmeng does not stretch out his wings, it is more than enough.

The room in the corner was quite simple, very different from the rest of Wanbao Building, and I saw a long-bearded old man sitting in front of a wooden table in front of it.

"Elder Zhuang, this distinguished guest wants to forge a magic weapon and sell a magic weapon. The attendant said respectfully with a fist clenched.

"Okay, got it, you go down. The old man in black shirt named Zhuang Lao said lightly.

"Yes!"

After the attendant left, the black-shirted old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Yilie and the others.

"Who is going to forge the magic weapon? Little girl doll, is it you?" the old man in the black shirt stroked his long beard and said indifferently.

"Senior, you are mistaken, it's my brother who wants to forge magic weapons. Nightshade said respectfully.

"Oh, it turned out to be your kid, your cultivation is not high, but your heart is not small. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black-shirted old man, and he said lightly.

"Let the seniors laugh, the kid just wants to create a low-grade magic weapon for self-defense, but he doesn't dare to be greedy. Yu Yilie had no choice but to tell the truth.

"There are a lot of low-grade magic weapons outside, do you still need me to forge them? The old man is still busy refining spiritual weapons, he has no kung fu! Let's go!" said the old man in black impatiently.

"Senior, how much do you want to be paid, just ask, the kid only asks for a magic weapon in hand. Yu Yilie couldn't help but say anxiously when he heard this.

The old man in the black shirt closed his eyes expressionlessly, ignored it, and tapped lightly on the table. Seeing this, the night charm on the side understood that the old man was driving people, so he couldn't help but pull him.

With her spiritual sense, she couldn't sense the slightest cultivation of this old man, which showed that his cultivation was extraordinary. And the refiner who can refine spiritual weapons is not a master of the foundation building period, how dare she let Yu Yilie continue to entangle.

Yu Yilie saw Sister Mei holding him, and kept glancing, and couldn't help but remember that he couldn't make trouble in Wanbaolou. After thinking about it, he took out the Hundred Refining Spear, put it flat in his hand, and then said: "The kid is presumptuous, but please also ask the seniors to see how many spirit stones I can sell for this medium-grade magic weapon." The kid was shy, but he needed the spirit stone to find someone else to refine the magic weapon. ”

Hearing that Yu Yilie was going to sell magic weapons, Zhuang Lao didn't break the rules of Wanbaolou, so he had to open his eyes helplessly.

At this glance, Zhuang Lao's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, although this spear is only a medium-grade magic weapon, but its material is quite familiar to him.

Immediately, he poked out a wisp of divine consciousness and examined it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

"Hmph, what do you mean by this, kid! A middle-grade magic weapon is also embarrassed to take out and sell, for the sake of your lack of money, five hundred spirit stones, the old man reluctantly accepted it!" said the old man in black shirt with a feigned anger.