Chapter 204 There is a shop in the Purple Qi Pavilion, and the magic weapon fishing wisher is here

After reading it, Chunyang was extremely satisfied, he didn't care about the flow of people at all, the main purpose of his shop was to purchase Chaoyang Purple Qi, and as for the refining weapon, it was by the way, he wanted to practice here until the Jindan realm, but he needed a nest. Although he is not short of spirit stones, he can directly buy a cave mansion and keep cultivating, until he forms a golden pill. But the family is not so defeated, it still has to be open source and reduce expenditure. Open source is to open a store, and to throttle money is to bargain.

Although Chunyang was satisfied, he still showed a melancholy look on his face, and said in a puzzle: "Although this shop fully meets the requirements of Poor Dao, it is too biased so far, and the flow of people is too small, if Poor Dao is doing business, isn't it easy to lose money?"

The nun said, "I believe that the methods of the Taoist friends must be extraordinary, and they will definitely attract many monks to come and buy them." ”

Chunyang said with a cold face: "Daoist friends, don't bluff me, I can't count how many geniuses there are in this Kyushu City, no matter how conceited the poor Dao is, I don't dare to speak out here, if Daoyou is so insincere, then the channel has to go to other branch halls." ”

The monks of this Dao Alliance, if they sell the shop cave mansion have a commission income, and those who can grab these positions are all some backstage, but don't think that they will bully the guests, force them to buy and sell, or add blockages behind their backs, it is impossible! One is that the Dao League has strict regulations, and the other is that as Chun Yang said, there are too many geniuses in this Kyushu City, and there are more hard backstage, if you dare to bully the guests who come to the door, maybe there will be some masters who come to the door to slap your face, there are too many examples of this kind in the past, so there are no monks of the Dao League who bully others at will now.

The female cultivator said helplessly: "Zai Xia is just a small member, and the power in his hand is not much, the hundred-year rent of this shop is 500,000 spirit stones, and I can only give you 20,000 spirit stones." ”

The spirit stones left to him by Chunyangzi were only a little more than a million, and the rest were some pill talismans and the like. It costs half of this time, and it's really distressing, although a lot of spirit stones have been robbed from Chongxu, but those are all ghost spirit stones that are directly used as spirit stones, which is really a waste.

Chunyang had been entangled with the female cultivator for a long time, and he was able to talk about the price of 475,000 spirit stones, which was already the female cultivator's greatest authority. As for finding a steward above the female cultivator, if Chunyang uses the identity of a disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect to negotiate, it is okay, but now he is incognito, looking for a steward, who cares about you! Dao Meng earns so much a day, and you are still missing this little spirit stone, even if you don't buy it, you can sell it in a few days.

Chunyang and the nun went to see the room and looked at the specific situation. Only then did he return to the Dao League, painfully signed the title deed, and paid the spirit stone.

By the time the sun had set, Chunyang was already sitting in his hut, and for at least a hundred years, the shop would be Chunyang's.

The shop is small, with a two-storey shop in front, a small counter on the first floor, and a reception room on the second floor. Exclusively for VIP reception. Behind the shop is a small courtyard with a small building in the courtyard. Every morning, on that small building, you can just absorb the purple qi of the rising sun, and this is the most remote, but it is a perfect place to practice.

The previous owner of the shop left behind a lot of furniture made of fine wood, such as counters, tables, chairs, and museum shelves. It happened to be cheaper than Pure Yang, saving him from bothering to buy it again.

First, he put the green ox and the golden eagle in the courtyard, refined the green wood spirit card for them, and then cleaned up the small building and put some of his spare things in place. Then he put some of the gadgets he had refined before on the counter, closed the shop, and went upstairs to practice.

In the early morning of the second day, Pure Yang absorbed and refined a morning sun purple qi, only then did he collect his mana, open the door of the shop, and hang up the prepared plaques and notices, which can be regarded as the opening of the business. Purple Qi Pavilion, this is the name that Chunyang gave to his shop, and the notice reads: "Sell custom magic weapons, purchase materials and damaged magic weapons, and purchase Chaoyang purple qi." However, the front door is deserted, and few people pass by, let alone enter the store to inquire.

But Chunyang doesn't care, he believes in his own ability, and what he lacks now is just an opportunity to make a name for himself.

After more than half a month like this, the opportunity that Pure Yang needed came.

On this day, Chunyang sat behind the counter and cultivated, but he also divided his divine sense to pay attention to the store, and a monk dressed like a secular son walked in, with a powdered face and a red flower on his head, and he really looked like a noble son.

The man entered the store, casually looked at the layout of the store, there was no tea to welcome guests, and there was no good magic treasure town store, he sneered and was about to leave, inadvertently swept a magic weapon, but his expression changed greatly, and said excitedly to Chunyang: "This fellow Daoist, please take that small bronze incense burner to take a look at the next one." ”

Hearing this, Chun Yang handed him a palm-sized incense burner he was pointing to, this was his original practice, and the prohibition did not have many layers, and it did not have much function, but it was refined with the pure Red Yang Fire Cloud Forbidden Method! A smile hung on the corner of Chun Yang's mouth, and the fish took the bait.

How to open the faΓ§ade in terms of refining, where can it be faster than refining magic weapons with a long-lost forbidden method? Especially the lost superior forbidden method! This Chiyang Fire Cloud Forbidden Method is such a long-lost high-grade fire forbidden method, which has been extinct in the immortal cultivation world for thousands of years, if the news that Pure Yang has mastered the Chiyang Fire Cloud Forbidden Law spreads, I don't know how much storm it will cause!

The young man took the incense burner, checked it repeatedly in his hand, and carefully sensed it, and finally determined that it was refined by the Chiyang Fire Cloud Forbidden Method, and asked excitedly, "What is the price of this incense burner?"

Chunyang smiled: "Fifty spirit stones." ”

The young man nodded, took out a medium-grade spirit stone and threw it on the table and ran away, not even looking for a spirit stone, and hurried away. Chunyang put away the spirit stone with a smile, and next, just wait for the business to come to the door.

The young man hurriedly left the Qi Cultivation Zone, passed through the Jindan District, and came to the Yuanying District, and only the descendants of the Yuanying Monks could enter the Yuanying District unimpeded. The young man went directly into a cave mansion and shouted at the two old men who were playing chess there: "Old ancestor, old ancestor, what do you see I have found?"

One of the old men in a flame robe suddenly lowered his face and lectured the young man: "What are you excited about? Look at you day by day, dressed up like this, all day long, you are either flirting with maids, or eating and drinking with others, wandering around, where you have a little bit of a monk's appearance! After all these years, your cultivation has not grown, and I am really angry." After teaching the young man, he reprimanded another old man in a white robe: "And you, and don't care about your grandson, you know to spoil him!" )