Ishikawa's mind moved, and a fist-sized piece of black iron appeared in Ishikawa's hand.

The whole piece of dark iron emits a dark luster, which makes people know at a glance that this piece of dark iron is extremely pure.

"Fellow Daoists, please take a look!" Ishikawa took out a silver short blade, and with a slight slash, he cut the black iron into two sections, and between the cross sections, it was as dark as the outside, without a trace of difference.

"I want as much black iron as there is on Daoyou. A middle-aged Taoist walked out of the crowd and said.

"Yo, Iron Rooster, people haven't said the price yet, you have it all, when we refine everyone, is the Cao family air?"

"Cao Cong, pay attention to proportion, if it weren't for our Instrument Spirit Sect seeing your Cao family pitiful and giving you a bite to eat, maybe you would still be begging for food on the street. The monk, known as the Iron Rooster, sneered.

Cao Cong's face changed slightly, as if he had been greatly insulted, and said angrily: "Iron Rooster, do you try it again? ”

"Okay, two fellow Daoists! Now is this fellow Daoist selling Xuantie? Are you suspected of deliberately making trouble?" said Gou Shangguo and the mud. In fact, the more time he wasted, the happier he became, and when the fair was over, there were inevitably monks who came to pawn the magic weapon.

"Hmph!" Cao Cong snorted coldly and glanced at the iron rooster.

Arch arched his hand and said to Ishikawa: "This fellow Daoist, I am a master of refining, the external head of the Cao family, within the reasonable range of the price, how much Xuantie wants, even if there are a few thousand catties, it doesn't matter." ”

After Cao Cong finished speaking, he glanced at the iron rooster provocatively.

"Thousands of catties, what a big breath! Do you know how this purity of dark iron is refined, according to my visual inspection, the impurities are definitely less than one thousandth, I think this Taoist friend has purified it hundreds of times before getting it." ”

Ishikawa nodded noncommittally, to be honest, since Ishikawa came into contact with the refining weapon, the art of refining has only come into contact with a little fur. Because of the existence of the Senfu, Ishikawa did not need to quench the ore at all.

The corners of Ishikawa's eyebrows moved slightly, this iron rooster is really not an ordinary person, and it can be seen at a glance that the impurities in it are less than one thousandth, and it seems that there is a lot of research on refining weapons. And Ishikawa is also a refiner, and he immediately has a good impression of the iron rooster.

As the saying goes, those who know how to watch the doorway, and those who don't know how to watch the excitement.

The scolding between Iron Rooster and Cao Cong was neither salty nor light, and the other monks were not interested in watching their bickering at all. For the raw material of dark iron, it is definitely not as attractive to them as the finished product. So the crowd immediately lost interest.

"This fellow Daoist, let's talk about it here. The Iron Rooster made a gesture of please.

Ishikawa and Iron Rooster went to the corner and handed the black iron to Iron Rooster to take a closer look.

In the mouth of the iron rooster, there was a sigh of admiration from time to time: "It's so pure, this is the first time I've encountered this kind of pure dark iron." I'm afraid my idea is about to come true. ”

"What do you think?" Cao Cong poked his head out.

"Go, go, go!" It's none of your business here, and the iron rooster waved his hand to drive Cao Cong away.

Ishikawa coughed lightly, shifting the two of their attention to himself. said softly: "I just said, I have a lot of dark iron ore on my body, I'm afraid the two of you won't be able to do it." ”

The iron rooster asked tentatively, "You have two or three hundred pounds?"

Ishikawa shook his head with a smile.

"Five or six hundred pounds?" Iron Rooster's face changed slightly.

Ishikawa shook his head again and said, "If it's just that, I don't dare to say a lot." ”

Iron Rooster's face changed instantly.

"Could it be that Daoyou really can't do it with thousands of catties. Cao Cong asked very seriously.

You must know that such a pure dark iron is very expensive, after all, it has been tempered hundreds of times by monks.

Ordinary monks don't understand, but for these monks who are proficient in the way of refining, this is a rare superlative.

Iron Rooster and Cao Cong looked at each other, there was no longer that kind of hostility in the eyes of the two, the two seemed to form an alliance in an instant, and now they knew that Ishikawa had a large amount of pure dark iron, so they didn't want to buy more, but considered how to lower the price.

There are no permanent enemies, only eternal interests.

Ishikawa smiled faintly, this kind of dark iron ore is priceless, and the reason why it is sold today is because there are many people with deep pockets today, but today's situation is special, no matter how valuable you sell, no one will say anything.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, I'll go and make it convenient. The Iron Rooster said and turned away.

"I'm going too. Cao Cong said a word and walked away with the iron rooster.

Ishikawa showed a smile on his face, the monks of the seventh and eighth layers of the Qi cultivation period used this as an excuse, and they really didn't know what to say.

However, Ishikawa knew in his heart that the two must have gone to negotiate the price. Ishikawa doesn't care what the price of these two people is, if it is lower than the expectation in his heart, it will not be easy to sell a piece.

At this time, another monk came over, with a mask on his head, and said in a low voice: "What is the price of Daoyou's Xuantie, can you sell me one or two pieces?"

Ishikawa took out two fist-sized pieces of black iron from the Immortal Mansion and threw them over, saying, "Daoist friends, look at it, give it to you." ”

The Dao man didn't say much, he directly threw out five thousand spirit stones, turned around and left.

According to Ishikawa's memory three years ago, such two pieces, three thousand spirit stones were about the same, and this monk actually gave a high price of five thousand spirit stones.

But soon Ishikawa was relieved, it was sold in the market, and the purchased shopkeeper would definitely not be able to tell the difference between one percent impurity and one thousandth impurity.

And now the monks who come to buy the dark iron know some refining skills, so they naturally know the preciousness of these dark iron ores.

Ishikawa didn't care. It's just a small amount of Xuantie, and it doesn't matter if there is a difference of a few hundred spirit stones, Ishikawa just happened to see what other monks had to say about this Xuantie.

As soon as the man left, several more monks arrived, and the amount of purchases was about the same. One or two, three or four. The price given is about the same.

Overall, a fist-sized piece of dark iron is worth about two thousand spirit stones.

Ishikawa shook his head speechlessly, there are so many dark irons needed to refine the Xuantie Sword, but the refining of the Xuantie Sword is much more complicated.

When these monks bought it back, they must have added it to a higher-level magic weapon, and it was definitely not for refining the Xuantie Sword.

Half an hour later, Iron Rooster and Cao Cong were late, and the two of them went one after the other, but their faces were not as noisy as they were just now.

Ishikawa and the others stood up and said, "Two Taoist friends, have the price been discussed?"

ps: This year is the year of gutter oil rectification, and Yunhe is also making due contributions in his own position. The work is busy these days, and the update may be late, but it will definitely not be interrupted, please rest assured. There will be a change later.