In this huge hall on the second floor of Lingxiao Pavilion, most of the hundreds of magic weapons on display were extremely high-quality magic weapons.

For the foundation building monks, the best magic weapon is no longer out of reach, but not every foundation building monk uses the best magic weapon.

Just like Xiao Ziyang's master Zhang Li, as a monk who has been building for ten years, he only has two top-grade magic weapons in his hands, one of which is still a defective product for Qi cultivators.

Such a precious and superb magic weapon, but there are hundreds of them here.

After half a ring, Xiao Ziyang forcibly calmed his shocked heart, entered the hall, and carefully watched every powerful and breathtaking magic weapon.

After half a circle in the hall, Xiao Ziyang walked outside the hall. The magic weapons in this hall, all of them are high-quality, and a few of them made him extremely satisfied, and he couldn't help but want to take them down several times. But he decided to go to the third floor first.

It is said that the magic weapons sold on the third floor of Lingxiao Pavilion are the real masterpieces produced by Lingxiao Pavilion, each of which is powerful and incredible, and of course each one is also priceless.

At the gate of the three-story hall, there were two disciples of Lingxiao Palace who were in the Qi cultivation period, and they stopped Xiao Ziyang.

One of them saluted Xiao Ziyang and said, "This senior, the third floor of my Lingxiao Pavilion is not open to the public, and it must be counted with an invitation to Lingxiao Pavilion." ”

Xiao Ziyang was surprised when he heard this, and asked, "Isn't these three floors a place to do business?"

The man replied: "No, of course there is business here, but the magic weapons on the third floor are worth more than one million spirit stones. If you want people to visit, it will be inconvenient. ”

Xiao Ziyang nodded and asked, "Then how can I get an invitation from your store?"

The man smiled slightly and said, "It's simple, as long as the seniors can take out a million spirit stones to prove your worth, and pay 10,000 spirit stones as collateral." After the seniors entered the temple, they bought a random thing, and when they came out, the ten thousand spirit stones would be returned, otherwise...... "Although the man was polite and soft-spoken, his words were arrogant.

"Where to show and pay the spirit stone" Xiao Ziyang didn't talk nonsense with him.

The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, then looked respectful and said, "Please come with me." ”

Xiao Ziyang followed the Qi cultivation period monk into the hall.

The three-story hall is not as empty as the first or second floors. Upon entering, there is a long hallway. In the corridors, there are quite a few horizontal corridors that lead to both sides. The man led Xiao Ziyang all the way to the end of this corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a portal, and the monk knocked lightly, and a hoarse voice came from inside: "Yuanhe? ”

Inside the door was a small, but elegantly furnished study, and behind a large desk made of red rosewood, a middle-aged monk in his forties with an elegant appearance was looking at the two men who pushed the door in.

Even without the spiritual eye, Xiao Ziyang could see that this person was the same as himself, a mid-foundation building monk.

The Qi cultivator, after letting Xiao Ziyang into the house, closed the door and retreated.

Xiao Ziyang didn't wait for the middle-aged monk to speak, and took out a low-grade storage bag from his arms, which contained a full 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

The size of the spirit stone is generally very uniform, and it is the size of a pigeon's egg. 100,000 pieces, enough to fill a small room. Xiao Ziyang put every 100,000 spirit stones into a bag of lower-grade spirit stones and put them on his body for easy access.

He didn't dare let people see that he had a treasure like a storage bracelet. In the Western Liang Kingdom, this is a real treasure that only the Ancestor has in the Yuanying Ancestor.

He handed the bag to the middle-aged monk. The man took the storage bag, swept his mind, nodded, and returned the storage bag to Xiao Ziyang.

Xiao Ziyang took out a thousand spirit stones from the storage bag and piled them up on the big desk in front of him, the middle-aged monk looked at the pile of spirit stones in front of him, smiled bitterly, shook his head, took out a token carved from white jade and handed it to Xiao Ziyang.

The front of the token is carved with a lifelike pavilion in the sky, and the word VIP is written on the back. The token exuded a faint mana fluctuation.

Xiao Ziyang was looking at the token in his hand, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening next to him, looked sideways, and from the side of the study, from an inconspicuous small door, out of a very beautiful young female cultivator.

The middle-aged monk smiled at Xiao Ziyang and said, "This honored guest, with this white jade token, you can patronize the VIP room on the third floor of Lingxiao Pavilion at any time. However, every time you need to come to me to pay a deposit of 10,000 spirit stones. Once you have made 10 successful purchases in the lounge, you will have a Jasper Token in our store, and you will not have to pay a deposit when you come back to our store in the future. ”

He pointed to the young nun and said, "Now this nun will wait for you to check the goods." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and instructed the female cultivator, "Take this senior to serve in the room of the human name Jiachen." ”

The nun saluted the middle-aged monk and said, "Yes." Then she turned to Xiao Ziyang and said, "Senior, please come with me." ”

Xiao Ziyang followed the female cultivator out of the study, walked a short distance in the corridor when she came, and turned into a corridor on the left.

This corridor is lit by a night pearl, which is a little dark.

After walking a short distance, two people walked across the street, one in front was also a beautiful female cultivator, and the back was a monk with a hat, obviously like Xiao Ziyang, he was also a guest.

In fact, most of the guests who came to the third floor of Lingxiao Pavilion to consume would hide their faces like this monk. A person like Xiao Ziyang who shows his true face is either superior in strength or power, or he is a fool who has made a windfall. There aren't many of these two people.

The guest glanced at Xiao Ziyang twice more through the curtain hanging down the edge of the hat. Xiao Ziyang was curious for a moment, and the purple light in his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the man's face.

Although his hat is a good medium-grade magic weapon, how can it stop Xiao Ziyang's Ziyuan Divine Gaze?

What fell in Xiao Ziyangling's eyes was a rather old face, with gray hair and beard meticulously arranged. After two glances, the two staggered by.

Following the female cultivator who led the way, Xiao Ziyang walked into a room with a small but very ornately furnished door, and there were two beautiful mortal women waiting in the room.

The female cultivator invited Xiao Ziyang to sit down, and after instructing the mortal maid to serve fragrant tea, she said to Xiao Ziyang: "I don't know what kind of magic weapon my predecessor wants to buy." ”

Xiao Ziyang said: "Flying sword, shield, armor, I want to see it, by the way, I don't know if there is a flying sword of this shape in your store...... " As he spoke, he opened his hand and released a crescent-shaped purple spirit sword.

The female cultivator looked at the spirit sword and said, "There are seven crescent-shaped flying swords in our shop. ”