Chapter Seventy-Eight: Value
"Big brother, if we wear this, no one will dare to do anything to us?" The two walked on the stone road, Ye Shisan said to Wang Yan, his voice paused, and he complained: "But this set of fifty spirit stones can only be used for one day, that's too expensive, right?"
"Tsk! Fifty spirit stones can guarantee safety, what are you worried about!?" Wang Yan glanced at Ye Shisan when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, even so, he also had a pain in his heart, you must know that when he was in the Wang family, he couldn't earn ten spirit stones a year, and now although there are hundreds of spirit stones, they are all desperate, and the two sets of cloaks are a hundred spirit stones, which naturally makes him feel a little painful.
And this set of cloaks is just an ordinary cloth cloak, in fact, the important thing is the Huoyunmen symbol behind it, which has great symbolic significance.
This is the cloak of Huoyunmen's identification, wearing this cloak is equivalent to the people of Huoyunmen, it is a symbol that some monks are not strong enough, but they want to sell some valuable items, seeking the blessing of Huoyunmen, as long as they wear this cloak, it means that this monk is protected by Huoyunmen in Huoyunfang City, and those shopkeepers in Huoyunfang City cannot be bullied, and they must buy or sell the treasures of these monks at a real price.
It sounded like Huoyunmen issued this cloak as if it was for the safety of foreign monks, as well as to earn these fifty spirit stones, after all, fifty spirit stones, for a monk in the Ning Dan period, it was also expensive, it could only be used for one day, if the next day passed, the sign would automatically disappear.
But it's actually mutual.
You know, there are many monks who are not cultivated enough, there are actually a lot of good things in their hands, pinched in their hands, because the cultivation is not enough, they dare not take it out, and these rare good things are the resources that those major sects urgently need, once they make a move, thousands of spirit stones are not necessarily, so for those monks, fifty spirit stones are just a small amount, and these major sects need these rare resources, natural and earthly treasures, and naturally they are happy to spend a lot of spirit stones to buy, and this cloak is to let these loose cultivators who have good things rest assured to take out their good things to make a move。
Of course, for the sake of its own credibility and the credibility of the sect, the symbol of this cloak is extremely strict, even the high-ranking monks of the Huoyun Sect's own disciples cannot do anything to these monks wearing cloaks, but must strictly protect them in this Huoyun Sect......
Nature is an effective means too.
And the reason why Wang Yan knew was one of the questions asked by the middle-aged monk's jade slip.
He and Ye Shisan have been walking around this Huoyunfang City for a long time, countless good things, good materials, so that Wang Yan is already excited, but because there is no spirit stone, the useless things on his body are also gone, and the only thing left is a large pile of black mother iron ore.
That is the best material for refining magic weapons, Wang Yan naturally didn't dare to take it out easily, so he didn't dare to use it all the time, but he couldn't use this black mother iron ore for a while, if he kept putting it away, it would be useless, it would naturally be a waste, besides, even if he wanted to use this black mother iron ore, it wouldn't need so much, so he naturally had to find a way to make a move, so he asked the middle-aged monk how to safely sell valuable things in this Huoyunfang City, and he knew this way.
If Wang Yan wants to go to the treasure land of Yunshan, he needs a lot of good things and good materials to enhance his strength, and he also has to cultivate Taoism such as refining talismans, refining weapons, and formations, which are all Taoism that burns spirit stones, if he doesn't take out the black mother iron ore to make a move, then he will go there to find materials and treasures or something to cultivate?
"Hey, then we need one, what do we want two?" Ye Shisan said with some puzzlement.
"Tsk! If it's only me who uses it, won't you be recognized?" Wang Yan shrugged and said, while speaking, the two came to the gate of a very large market: "Okay! Don't talk, let's go in!"
"Okay!" Ye 13 suddenly understood when he heard this, and hurriedly replied, and followed in.
As soon as the two of them entered the city.
I saw that the decoration of this square market is very gorgeous, the area is very large, there are many monks who come and go, and there are men greeting monks everywhere......
And the two of them were dressed like this, and as soon as they entered the market, they naturally became the target of concentrated attention......
"Do you want to sell some treasures, or buy them?" a handsome friar dressed in red beckoned to the two.
"I want to sell some materials!" Wang Yan said in a hoarse voice.
"Oh, two distinguished guests, please come with me!" said the friars, making a gesture of please, and led the two towards a side door......
The monk who wears this cloak will be given special hospitality, which is one of the uses of this cloak.
And the other monks didn't dare to say anything, it was commonplace, and some of them just whispered a few words, focusing on what they wanted......
The female monk took Wang Yan and Ye Shisan, and when she entered, she saw a long passage, which was very elegantly placed on both sides, exuding a burst of sandalwood fragrance, but it was much quieter......
After a while.
"All right, here we are, together, or apart?" said the friar, as she brought them to the door of a room, where she saw the words "identification" written on the door.
"I'll just go in, you wait for me at the door!" Wang Yan said casually to Ye Shisan on the side.
"En!" Ye Shisan nodded hurriedly and stood at the door!
"Please!" the female monk glanced at Ye Thirteen, and hurriedly made a gesture of invitation to Wang Yan and said.
"Good!"
"!" pushed the door in, only to see the appearance of an old man with a stiff figure inside, look at the old man's cultivation, but the appearance of the cultivation period, but a pair of eyes exuded a wise look, obviously the appearance of an appraisal master.
"Please take a seat!" the old man casually didn't look at Wang Yan, and said casually, "What do you need to sell?"
"This!" Wang Yan sat down casually, patted the storage bag with his fingers, and a piece of black black iron ore appeared in his hand, and he looked in front of the old man, and he didn't say a word, looking old.
"En!" The old man looked at the black mother iron ore in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly picked up the black mother iron ore, looked at it over and over, seemed to be very interested, and took out some tools to check it over and over again, and only said after a while: "It's actually black mother iron ore, it's a good thing!"
"......!" Wang Yan listened, and without saying a word, he stared at the old man......
"Ahem! I don't know how many of these black mother iron ores are still in Daoyou! We have 10,000 spirit stones and a pound in Huoyunfang City!" The old man saw that Wang Yan didn't speak, his face was a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly and said, staring at the change in Wang Yan's face.
"En!" When Wang Yan heard this, his face did not change at all, and he nodded.
This ten thousand spirit stones are a pound, Wang Yan's expression didn't change at all?
And at this time......
"It's a little cheaper than expected, but it's okay!" said Fairy Ka's voice in Wang Yan's mind.
There is a mysterious guy like the card fairy, Wang Yan has long asked the value of this black mother iron ore, when I heard that a pound of black mother iron ore can be exchanged for tens of thousands of spirit stones, Wang Yan is indeed surprised enough, you know, he was born and died to get hundreds of spirit stones, this gray black mother iron ore, just the size of a fist, there are three or four catties, that can buy thirty or forty thousand spirit stones, naturally very amazing, and because of this, he is willing to buy a hundred spirit stones to buy two cloaks.
However, as soon as the card fairy explained the value of the black mother iron ore, Wang Yan was relieved, when refining the magic weapon, as long as a piece the size of a grain of rice is added, the power of the magic weapon can skyrocket, at least it can refine the high-grade magic weapon, and if the refining spirit weapon is added to a piece the size of a fingernail, at least it is also a high-grade spiritual weapon, you must know that a high-grade magic weapon is at least a thousand spirit stones, and a high-grade spiritual weapon is at least ten thousand spirit stones.
As for the magic weapon, if it is all refined from black mother iron ore, it is a treasure worth millions of spirit stones, if it is successfully refined into a high-grade, the best magic weapon, good guy, tens of millions of spirit stones are possible...... And it's a good thing that can't be bought with enough spirit stones......
Fortunately, Wang Yan already knew the value of this black mother iron ore, so he naturally pretended to be deep and didn't show any expression, which looked very mysterious.
"I don't know if the seniors are willing to sell it to us in Huoyunfang City?" The old man saw Wang Yanshen's mysterious appearance, although he felt that his cultivation was still complete, but this indifferent performance, he thought that Wang Yan was a high-level monk, and asked a little respectfully.
"Don't worry! I still have some here!" Wang Yan said, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, he released more than a dozen large and small black mother iron ores......
"So many?" The old man saw this, his eyes almost turned out, these large and small black mother iron ore at least that is hundreds of catties, he couldn't help but exclaim, and suddenly said with a somewhat solemn face: "Senior! These black mother iron ore are really a lot, I can't be the master, it's better for me to call ......!"
"Ahem! If you call someone else, I won't sell it!" Before the old man finished speaking, Wang Yan coughed and said in a deep voice, if a monk from the Ning Dan stage Jin Dan stage came over, Wang Yan would consciously not be so easy to deal with.
"This ...... But I can't be the master!" said the old man with a helpless look.
"Oh, okay then, I'll find the next one!" Wang Yan shrugged when he heard this, and said that he was about to put away the jiashi of the black mother iron ore.
"Wait!Senior!" The old man hurriedly said, "The old man is in charge!" However, you have to let me carefully inspect and identify these black female iron ores, okay?!"
"No problem!" Wang Yan nodded and said.