Chapter 40: Shen Menggui
The interrogator was a handsome and tall young man, with a warm smile on his face and rich clothes, and the people around him looked at him with caution and admiration.
"Yes. ”
It was Han Hyunqiu who answered, and Qian Chen didn't plan to speak, still closing his eyes and recuperating.
"How is Your Spiritual Artifact worth?"
"Look out. ”
Qian Chen had already explained all this before.
"Interesting ......"
The man smiled slightly, and inadvertently glanced at the thin figure who was silent. Then he said: "I will produce ten high-grade spirit stones, and I will ask for all of Your Excellency's spirit pattern weapons." ”
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Ten high-grade spirit stones are equivalent to one thousand medium-grade spirit stones!"
"So many, why don't you just buy these first-class spirit artifacts. ”
Qian Chen opened his eyes and was surprised.
Han Hyunqiu was puzzled: "Don't inspect the goods first?"
"No need, I see that this spirit pattern is well-outlined, delicately engraved, and it is an extraordinary product. ”
The man seemed to have some background and said lightly.
He immediately took out a bag that exuded pure and abundant aura and handed it to Han Hyunqiu, and said, "The excess in it is a gift to Your Excellency, and I sincerely invite Your Excellency to sit in the Burrow." ”
As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the envy of many people, and it was obvious that this man's identity was extraordinary.
Han Hyunqiu ran out of ideas and glanced at Qianchen.
Knowing that things were not so simple, he finally spoke: "No need, Your Excellency should take back the rest." ”
The man was stunned for a moment, and behaved gently: "In that case, I won't force Your Excellency, the contemptible name is Shen Menggui, since this extra is given to Your Excellency, it should be regarded as a meeting gift, if Your Excellency has a spirit pattern device for sale, you can come to the Shuntian Pavilion in the south of the island to find me, I can recycle it at a high price." If Your Excellency changes your attention, you can come to my Shuntian Pavilion to sit, and you will sweep the couch to welcome you when you return to your dreams. ”
Qian Chen didn't speak, and directly took Han Hyunqiu towards the back door.
This move immediately attracted everyone to turn their heads and ears, but they didn't expect this spirit tattoo master's temper to be so weird, and he didn't even care about the invitation of the famous Shuntian Pavilion.
Although it was rude, the people around him felt that there was nothing strange. Like an alchemist, a spirit pattern master is also a proud profession, and those who can become a spirit pattern master are not talented people, more or less proud and temperamental, this is their capital.
The man's eyes flashed slightly, and he could feel that the dominant power of these two people was the thin man who was silent, that is, the Spirit Pattern Master would most likely be him, and looking at his posture and listening to his voice, he was also a young man who was not very old.
Thinking of this, his eyes flashed with a strange light.
In order to ensure safety, Qian Chen and the two of them went around the bustling Shangling Island for most of the circle before gradually approaching the residence.
The handsome man who called himself Shen Menggui returned to an imposing attic, and there were several people sitting in the lobby, all of whom were imposing and strong.
Three of them sat upright in the hall, an old man with gray hair, a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the other a dignified and elegant middle-aged woman.
As soon as Shen Guimeng entered the door, he saluted respectfully to a few people who were doing it: "Pavilion master, the two masters are fine." ”
The man in the middle with sword eyebrows and starry eyes saw the person coming, waved his hand and said, "Return to the dream, what's the matter." ”
Shen Guimeng was a little excited, and reached: "Bian Lei Pavilion Master, today I met a person who seems to be a spirit pattern master in the Shang Ling Society. ”
As soon as these words came out, several people were a little surprised.
"Can you be sure?" asked Bian Lei hurriedly.
"It's not clear, they didn't reveal their identities, they should have just entered Shangling Island. Shen Menggui took out the three spirit patterns that he had just purchased from Qianchen.
The old man waved his hand, and the aura turned into a form to draw one of the short swords into his hand, and the probe hand gently groped for the carved spirit pattern.
"The aura is active, and it has not yet settled down, so it can be determined that it is portrayed today. ”
After that, he casually threw it aside and closed his eyes again, and said with a little disdain: "It's just a first-order spirit pattern, what's the fuss about." ”
The middle-aged woman also ingested the dagger in the past, and was a little disappointed.
"Sure enough, it's a first-order spirit pattern master. ”
Bian Lei was helpless: "In this case, I can only invite Tao Ye Danshi." ”
Hearing this name, the old man and the woman frowned slightly, obviously a little uninterested in this Tao Ye Danshi.
The woman rubbed the dagger, and the delicate and interlaced spirit patterns faintly emanated a dark glow. She frowned slightly, and the aura was infused into it, and she waved the dagger, which brought a faint black coldness.
Her eyes lit up, and her voice was a little higher: "This spirit pattern is a bit unusual, and the power given by the spirit pattern is thicker than the ordinary first-order spirit pattern!"
Bian Lei carefully observed the only remaining spiritual weapon, and then was extremely surprised: "The traces of this spiritual pattern seem to be more profound, and the lines are very delicate!"
The man suddenly asked, "When will you finish carving this dagger?"
"It seems that it has only been half a day, and the spiritual ink on it has not yet been completely condensed into the spiritual weapon. The woman had long observed it clearly.
"My spirit pattern is also carved in less than half a day!"
The old man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the first-grade spirit pattern device that he disdained on the side, and said incredibly: "Impossible, so do I!"
Then, the entire lobby fell into a brief silence.
The man broke the silence: "In about half a day, I have successfully carved three first-order spirit patterns......
He looked at Shen Menggui fiercely.
"Do you know who that person is?"
"I don't know, they're two of them together, and they're deliberately hiding their identities, and I'm not sure which one it is. ”
"The spiritual patterns on these three spiritual weapons, whether it is the depiction traces and aura, are all exactly the same, and it can basically be determined that they are the same person!" the middle-aged woman probed with her spiritual sense.
"No matter what, we don't have to ask Tao Ye for that old puppet anymore. The old man's eyes were sharp, and he obviously had a lot of contradictions with that Tao Ye.
Bian Lei touched his chin and muttered, "If the two of you add Menggui and that person......
"Send someone to inquire about them immediately, and don't expose it easily, so as not to arouse their disgust. You can let me know as soon as you have news of them!"
Bian Lei gave the order quickly and decisively, and Shen Menggui was also delighted, and hurriedly agreed to leave.
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On the other side, Qian Chen experienced the benefits of the spirit pattern master, and he no longer felt sorry for those spirit pens and inks, and he couldn't wait to go to the Shang Spirit Club to buy a lot of spirit ink, and the spirit pens were also consumed.
Due to the special material of the spirit pen, it needs to be immersed in the spiritual sense, so the run-in degree between the spirit pen and the spirit consciousness is a problem, and this run-in will continue to decrease over time, thus affecting the success rate of engraving.
This time, he spared no expense to buy a slightly better grade spirit pen and spirit ink, and planned to practice for a few more days in order to achieve a higher success rate.
If you let other spirit pattern masters know that Qian Chen's thoughts are afraid that a mouthful of old blood will spurt out, and then sigh silently, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and what he thinks is beautiful!
In the middle of the night, Qian Chen did not rest, but directly meditated on his knees and started the Qiyan technique.
Ever since he saw the strength of his spiritual sense, he attached great importance to it, and he didn't forget to cultivate every time he had a free break.
And the wonders of the miracle art are gradually revealed.
"Hoo ......"
Qian Chen let out a long breath of turbidity, his eyes shining. He could feel the Spiritual Sense take another step!
This miracle technique is really strong!