"What price are you prepared to sell for?"
Qin Sang played with it for a while, looked very interested, and raised his head to ask the stall owner.
When Qin Sang was checking the bone flute, the stall owner had been observing Qin Sang silently. Hearing this, he did not answer directly. He was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally, he couldn't help but asked: "Do you recognize this bone?"
Where did it come from?”
Qin Sang had already thought of an excuse, shook his head and said, "No, but I sensed something from this white bone, which seems to be somewhat consistent with my technique."
He has the "Escape Spirit Art" to cover his aura. This stall owner has a similar level of cultivation to him, so he is not afraid of being exposed.
The stall owner's eyes flashed, "I'm sorry to take the liberty of asking you what kind of exercises you practice?"
Qin Sang snorted coldly and said: "Your question is indeed quite presumptuous! However, I don't need to tell you. You can definitely guess a thing or two, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. My technique is special and requires the help of the power of the stars to practice.
That's why I'm interested in this white bone. You should know that no matter in the inner sea or the outer sea, treasures like white bones, which contain the power of the stars in the sky, are rare. It's not easy to find one, no matter whether it is useful or not.
, I don’t want to miss it.”
The stall owner let out a hoarse and strange laugh, "As far as I know, looking at the human and witch clans, the skills that can be cultivated with the help of the power of the stars are even rarer than treasures. It seems that this object is really destined for you."
Qin Sang had an impatient expression on his face, "Have you decided whether to sell it or not?"
"Sell!"
The stall owner gritted his teeth and agreed decisively. However, when the price was discussed, a look of hesitation appeared on his face and he said, "You only need a magic weapon, and you can take this thing away."
Qin Sang's face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "Are you trying to amuse me, or did you see that someone was finally interested in this thing, and the lion opened his mouth? Don't say that I don't have any extra magic weapons in my hands, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to exchange them."
I don’t think you are sincere at all for something with an unknown purpose.”
The stall owner showed an embarrassed look on his face and hurriedly called Qin Sang. At this time, the two people's argument also attracted the attention of some people nearby. The stall owner waved his hand and placed a soundproof ban, and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, please don't get angry.
Take a good look at this thing. It looks like white bones, but in fact it is a strange material that looks like bone but is not bone. This material is unique in the world of cultivating immortals. Even we monks in the alchemy stage can't see through it. Just talking about this material, its value is...
It is no less than a magic weapon, not to mention that it may contain unknown secrets."
Speaking, the stall owner gave up his own aura and started selling badly.
"In front of my fellow Taoist, I don't hide anything anymore. Fellow Taoist, my current state is all thanks to those Wu clan thieves. I blew up my magic weapon, and I was lucky enough to escape with serious injuries. I saved my life and lost all my savings."
I used it to buy healing elixirs, but I no longer have the ability to buy magic weapons. Without magic weapons, even if the injury recovers, what percentage of the strength will be left? This delay may make the path to immortality even more hopeless. This bone is left by the master.
The relic is of great significance to me. If I were not forced into such a desperate situation, I would never dare to think about it."
Qin Sang’s previous feeling was correct, this person was indeed seriously injured and had not recovered.
It seems that his injury must be serious. After taking so many pills, his complexion still does not improve.
Hearing the seemingly sincere words of the stall owner, Qin Sang's expression softened slightly, but he still refused to let go, "I don't care how you got it, you have held it in your hands for many years, so you must know better than me. In my opinion,
Come on, it is unlikely that this object contains a secret. It is most likely that it is a fragment of some kind of treasure. Needless to say, if all the fragments can be collected, only this small piece will be left, and its value will be greatly reduced. The sea of monsters is vast, and there is no collection at all.
It's possible, I bought it just to bet on my luck, and I can get at most one talisman."
Qin Sang slapped a talisman in front of the stall owner.
Qin Sang could easily see through the details of this thing. The stall owner looked bitter and said dejectedly: "My fellow Taoist is worthy of cultivating the power of the stars, and his eyes are as bright as a torch... But this thing is by no means an ordinary treasure. No matter how weak I am, I won't be able to
Because I sold it as a talisman. If you Taoist friends are not willing to pay a higher price, I can only wait for the trade fair, or simply go back to Huntian Island to see if the island owner is not interested."
The stall owner looked determined and could not negotiate.
Even though he knew that he was bluffing, Qin Sang did not dare to bet that there was no one else who knew what he was doing. He thought for a while and asked: "Do you know where the distinguished master got this bone?"
The stall owner shook his head and said: "When I met Master, I had already obtained the bones. Later I heard Master mentioned that they seemed to have been bought at a trade fair in the Inland Sea. I don't know the exact location.
If we knew the origin of this thing, our masters and disciples would have gone looking for it long ago, and we would not have waited until now."
Originally it was in the Inland Sea, and of course it may have been spread from the Demon Sea.
Qin Sang originally thought that he could find some clues through this person. If there were other bone flute fragments, he could find them along this line, but he was too fanciful.
However, since you already have one in your hand, this one cannot be missed under any circumstances.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang looked embarrassed, looked around vigilantly, and said through a message: "With all due respect, I am afraid that you have not only approached me, but you have not been able to negotiate, right? How about this, I can give you some more
, in exchange for a natal magic weapon... But we have a word beforehand. After leaving this place, I will never admit that this natal magic weapon is from my hand."
“My natal magic weapon?”
The stall owner was startled and looked at Qin Sang suspiciously, "Other people's magic weapon?"
“Can it still be my own?”
Qin Sang sneered, "You don't have to look at me like that. This magic weapon is a trophy I captured from a Wu clan thief. I don't want to cause trouble, so I'll make it clear to you first."
A look of surprise appeared on the stall owner's face, "Under the current situation, there are many similar situations. I have never heard of anyone kindly returning it, so fellow Taoists don't have to worry. It's just that... the magic weapon of this life is the treasure of the owner's life. When others use it,
Come, the power will be greatly reduced, this..."
“Fellow Taoist, you only need to carefully cultivate it for a period of time, and the power of the magic weapon will gradually increase, and it won’t be too different.”
Qin Sang hummed: "A piece of unknown origin has been exchanged for a magic weapon. If my fellow Taoist is still greedy, I can only say goodbye."
“That’s it! Fellow Taoist, take it!”
The stall owner reluctantly handed the bone flute to Qin Sang's hand. Qin Sang's lips slightly curled up, and he took out a magic weapon belonging to someone else and handed it to the stall owner.
Seeing that it was a spiritual sword that was best at killing, the stall owner's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Qin Sang did not stay any longer and turned around to leave.
After taking a few steps, he deliberately put the bone flute into the mustard bag, and the bone flute immediately played out.
Qin Sang let out a light sigh and suddenly quickened his pace to leave.
At this moment, the stall owner, who had been secretly staring at Qin Sang’s back, just looked away and couldn’t put it down, playing with the sword in his hand.
This chapter has been completed!