The right hand waved in the air, and the three treasures turned into crystal light and landed on Wang Lin's palm, slowly turning each other, emitting a dazzling light, which looked extremely dazzling.

In the quality of Sanyo Treasure, it is incomparably comparable to the real fairy treasure, and even the lower grade cannot be reached, but they can also be driven by immortal power, and lead to the artistic conception contained in it.

Even if there is no immortal power, monks below the infantile stage can use their own spiritual power to drive this treasure, but the power will be much weaker.

"Pseudo-Immortal Treasure!" Wang Lin said softly.

This is the highest grade among the treasures he can make, after all, Wang Lin only has a rough understanding of refining weapons, not very detailed, and most of his understanding is the refining jade slips of the country that were burned on the Vermilion Bird Star back then.

It is said that he could not have made the treasure of the master, but Wang Lin has his own Dao thoughts, his cultivation has reached the top, and more importantly, his mastery of the prohibition.

His gaze was withdrawn from the Sanyang Treasure, for these three treasures, Wang Lin was not satisfied, he groaned for a while, picked up the bronze mirror alone, and his eyes flashed with a ray of prohibition and deduction.

"If you can make the treasure have the effect of inheritance, its price will definitely increase a lot. Wang Lin closed his eyes, and his heart continued to deduce.

Ordinary treasures are just imprinted with divine consciousness on them, so that the user can manipulate them freely, but once the treasure is snatched away and erased from the divine sense, it will become the other party's thing.

Only that kind of inheritance treasure is that in addition to one's own divine consciousness, there must also be a secret of inheritance, so that outsiders can get it and have no control.

Therefore, the treasure with the effect of inheritance is far higher than the same level in value.

Wang Lin's soul flags, shooting god cars and other objects are such instruments. He closed his eyes and pondered the secrets of his inheritance. It's just that the refining method of the treasure of inheritance can only be possessed by those great masters who are refining weapons, and this kind of recipe will not be easily passed on, let alone easily refined, so this kind of treasure is rare.

After a while, Wang Lin opened his eyes, his brows furrowed, and he muttered, "Inheritance... I don't think about how to pass it on, but add a special seal to this treasure, and then put the seal that opens the seal in the jade slip and sells it together, so that although it is not a real inheritance, it also has the effect of inheritance. ”

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, the focus of this pseudo-inheritance is the strength of the special seal, if he can achieve the strength of the seal, no one can break it, then, although it is not a real inheritance, but it also has the role of a real inheritance.

The forbidden derivation mang quickly circulated in Wang Lin's eyes, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and hit a forbidden and landed on the bronze mirror, and then his left hand did not stop, and continuously played the prohibition, and these prohibitions were combined with each other to form a complex rune that flickered black.

After a little groaning, Wang Lin looked at the room, and finally his eyes fell on one of the candlesticks, he pointed with his left hand, and the candlesticks were immediately lit, and the smoke on them was misty, and when they were about to be sucked by the beads on the roof, Wang Lin grabbed it with his big hand, and the smoke was immediately taken by him and pressed on the forbidden rune.

The rune immediately melted strangely, turning into a wisp of black smoke that burrowed into the bronze mirror. Then he patted the storage bag, took out a jade slip, and his mind moved, and immediately left the seal to break the prohibition in it.

After receiving the bronze mirror, Wang Lin did not set up this kind of pseudo-inheritance on the other two treasures, and at this moment, the sky outside was getting brighter, Wang Lin closed his eyes and meditated.

The early sun shrouded the earth, dispelling the darkness little by little, Wang Lin opened his eyes, got up and pushed the door out, the sun sprinkled on his body, and a warm feeling immediately penetrated from the skin into his heart, the spiritual power between heaven and earth was extremely rich at this moment, and under the diffuseness, people couldn't help but feel refreshed.

A sense of tranquility permeated his heart, Wang Lin's body moved slightly, and he walked forward, and when he passed the exit, the young man under the mountain and stone was still meditating and absorbing, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

It wasn't until Wang Lin's figure was far away that the young man opened his eyes, and contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Those foreign monks, which one of them came here is not to meditate all day long, absorbing as much aura as possible, this person's qualifications are ordinary, after all, diligence can make up for clumsiness, but this person gives up this moment of the strongest aura every morning, it is really sad, I can assert that he will have no baby in this life!"

The young man retracted his gaze, closed his eyes and exhaled again, his speed seemed to be a little faster than before, as if the spiritual power he absorbed at the moment was snatched from someone else.

When Wang Lin came yesterday, he saw some Liberty Fang markets in the west of the city, where many monks traded treasures and materials.

"In this kind of city, there are not many monks above the infant transformation, and they are not the last place to sell. Wang Lin groaned slightly, turned to look at the young man under the mountain rock not far away, and walked towards the other party.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know where there is a high-level karba exchange place in this city?" Wang Lin said with a gentle expression and a fist clenched.

The young man rolled his eyelids, his face was full of contempt and impatience, and he said coldly: "Chengdong Baohelou!" After speaking, he stopped looking at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, turned around and left.

"Little Jiedan monk, he is still trying in vain to exchange for a high-level treasure, that treasure building, this person is afraid that he is not even qualified to step into the threshold!" the young man sneered.

Out of the north of the city, Wang Lin all the way to the east of the city, there are not many mortals in the east of the city, most of them are monks to come and go, the shops here are also more atmospheric, carved railings and jade masonry on both sides.

There are even some shops, perhaps because of the customs here, there is a huge spirit stone more than one person high, this spirit stone has not been refined, it still maintains its original shape, and the spiritual energy in it is emitted, which is extremely rich.

Wang Lin seriously showed a look of interest, and the furnishings outside the store also told everyone the strength of this store.

You must know that if you can dig out such a spirit stone from the spirit vein, ordinary monks can't do it at all.

The size of the spirit stone is also related to the store, and outside some stores, the spirit stone is even about two zhang high, like a small mountain, which makes people look at it, and there is a majesty pressing down.

There was even a place outside the shop where the spirit stone was actually of the highest quality, and this discovery immediately made Wang Lin interested in this shop.

He took a closer look at the shop, this shop is not big, only two floors, although it looks like there is no majestic atmosphere, but it is extremely elegant, the plaque is written with a few big characters "Qingzhu Pavilion".

Wang Lin did not go in, but retracted his gaze, walked forward, at the end of the east of the city, a huge attic standing, outside this attic also placed spirit stones, moreover, there are eight, eight three-zhang size of the top grade original spirit stones seem to be placed in a array, revealing a strong spiritual power.

This pavilion seems to be fused with the surroundings together, at a glance, there is actually some ethereal feeling, on it, a long piece of spirit stone carved with three big characters "Baohe Building".

A coercion pervaded, and even in this Baohe Building, there was a layer of hidden protection, and the Divine Sense was organized to penetrate into it, Wang Lin did not forcibly investigate, he did not have much interest in this Baohe Building.

Wang Lin stepped in, but immediately frowned, and saw a middle-aged man walking out of this Baohe Building, this person blocked Wang Lin's way, looked up and down, and said flatly: "Fellow Daoist doesn't know the rules of my Baohe Building?"

"Oh? I don't know what the rules are. Wang Lin looked as usual and said flatly.

The middle-aged man was quite surprised when he saw Wang Lin's calm expression, he had seen too many monks, except for some old monsters with advanced cultivation, few monks could be so calm under the pressure of the Baohe Building Array.

"There are two in my Baohe Building, and those who are lower than the Yuan Infant will not enter. Those who do not have 100,000 high-grade spirit stones will not enter. No traders, no out!"

Wang Lin frowned slightly.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw Wang Lin's expression, his heart was clear, and he said, "Daoist friends have 100,000 spirit stones?"

There are not many spirit stones in Wang Lin's storage bag, after all, since he cultivated into a god, he has mainly used immortal jade.

The middle-aged man smiled: "Daoyou doesn't meet the rules of my Baohe Building, you can't enter, even if you really go in, I'm afraid you won't meet the conditions to come out, please go back." ”

"Can you take this treasure?" Wang Lin's eyes were calm, he glanced at the man, patted the storage bag, and immediately the refined flying sword appeared.

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the flying sword, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, this flying sword he could see at a glance that it was refined by extremely inferior means, and there was nothing surprising about it, even the sword light on it was dim. He didn't even use his mind to look at it. It can be seen with the naked eye alone that this flying sword is extremely inferior, and I am afraid that it is not even a treasure.

He has been in charge of verifying the people who have entered the Baohe Building for many years, so he naturally has his eyesight, and in his opinion, there are too many low-level monks who think they have a good treasure like the person in front of him, and then take the Baohe Building to trade, Wang Lin has been classified by him as such a person.

This flying sword treasure must indeed have its magical powers, but this magical power, the middle-aged man didn't dare to be interested, he shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't accept it, please go back!"

Wang Lin glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, then turned to leave.

The glance he glanced at before leaving fell on the middle-aged man's eyes, but it made this person immediately seem to be empowered by cold water. The whole body trembled suddenly, and the other party's gaze was like ten thousand years of ice, which made his Yuan Ying stunned and almost collapsed.

Shocked. The man stepped back a few steps, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at Wang Lin's distant back in a daze. Speechless, he had a vague feeling in his heart. The flying sword seems to be a little different.

Now. An old voice came from inside the Baohe Building.

"Lu Feng. What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed back and said, "Old Sun, a monk came here to sell treasures just now. ”

An old man walked out of the Baohe Building, this person stood on his back, looking extremely old, his face was full of traces of time, his eyes did not have too much brilliance, looking at the middle-aged man, and said flatly: "What treasure?"

The next chapter is later in the day, and I'm coding words.