A hall suddenly appeared in front of you.
White jade is used as beams and gold as pillars, and sapphire is used as steps.
Red corals pave the beds and seats, and colorful colored glazes build the lintels.
It's not a luminous stone, but a luminous pearl the size of a dragon's eye, which is scattered on the dome wall.
It will illuminate the hall as bright as day without hurting people's eyes.
Wealth and luxury are beyond comparison with the secular dynasties.
Because it is adjacent to the boundless sea and has access to part of the Lanhai Sect’s heritage.
This place is decorated and decorated, and there are many specialties from the sea.
Just because this sea is strange and has little spiritual energy, although those pearls, jade, corals, etc. are precious, they are not spiritual materials useful for practice, and their value is greatly reduced.
Compared to the bustling outer area open to Qi Practitioners, this place is obviously much quieter.
In this hall, there were only about forty foundation-building monks, standing or sitting. Even when they asked about the price, they looked friendly and there were few quarrels.
It doesn't look like a business place, but it looks like a leisure place.
As Xie Duanyang came in, the door behind him was locked and closed again.
Although no sound came out, more than half of the monks turned around instinctively, quickly looked at Xie Duanyang and made an evaluation.
In response, Xie Duanyang smiled coldly, and his magical power suddenly burst out without warning, immediately reaching the middle stage of foundation building.
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This made several monks who released their spiritual thoughts to investigate at the same time groaned and suffered a small loss.
Looking at each other, the monks in the hall looked back and continued what they had just left unfinished, as if nothing had happened before.
No one came over angrily, ready to teach Xie Duanyang a lesson.
Seeing this scene, the female nun who led the way couldn't help but widen her eyes and cover her mouth with her hands. It was obvious that Xie Duanyang's strength exceeded her expectations.
But immediately, the surprise turned into joy, and the female cultivator came close to her, almost clinging to her body.
Compared with the meager salary of offering spiritual stones, the biggest source of income for female cultivators like them is actually casual tips from customers and a very small percentage of the transaction amount.
The stronger Xie Duanyang shows, the stronger her purchasing power will naturally be, and the more she may get.
Holding Xie Duanyang's arm, the female cultivator whispered softly, completing some details about the secret shop that she had not explained just now.
Xie Duanyang frowned, but in the end he didn't use his magic power to push it away.
The requirements for joining the secret shop are neither too high nor too low.
If it is not recommended by some monks, at least three thousand spiritual stones must be consumed in Wanghai Tower before being allowed to enter.
The problem is that unlike the rules in other places, the secret shop here does not prohibit monks from fighting each other after entering.
Just meet a few rules in Wanghai Tower.
Things like getting into a fight because they fall in love with the same thing.
Although it cannot be said that it happens all the time, it happened four times out of the seven times this woman followed her in.
One time it even caused a late-stage monk to die on the spot.
With Xie Duanyang's strength and experience, there is no need to worry about these.
Even if he is only attached to the armored corpse of Tu Xingsun, he is still confident that he will not be defeated against the fake elixir monk.
Therefore, he only briefly observed the level of the monks in the hall, and then focused entirely on the goods displayed in the hall.
The probability of picking up leaks here is much lower than outside, but the quality is at least two or three grades higher.
There was even a fragment of a magic weapon placed openly, forming a circle outside, where seven monks gathered, pointing and talking in low voices.
As for the others, it’s not that they are not interested, but they have already seen it and have given up hope of acquiring it.
A piece of magic weapon fragment is actually priced at four thousand spirit stones.
You know, even the most superior top-level magic weapon, talisman, and three thousand spirit stones can basically be obtained.
Spending an extra thousand spiritual stones on a fragment of a magic weapon may not be as powerful as a top-level magic weapon or talisman, and it may not be easy to use.
The price/performance ratio is really not high.
Although the foundation-building monk's net worth is far beyond that of Xiao Lianqi, he still needs to be careful when it comes to budgeting.
Of course, the key depends on the condition of the fragment.
Xie Duanyang raised his eyes and looked.
The prototype of this magic weapon does not look like the monk's favorite flying sword style, but looks like a spear with the front end cut off.
The remaining gun head and a small section of the gun body can barely be held by the hand, and it looks more like a short-handled dagger.
This is also the main reason why many people are interested in this item and ask for prices from time to time, but there is no real competition.
Xie Duanyang was just thinking about going to check, when he saw a red-faced man who had been watching for a long time finally stood up.
His cultivation level is high enough to rank among the top three in the hall. He is already in the late stage of foundation building.
And he does not look old. If practicing the exercises does not have the effect of rejuvenating his appearance, he can still be called "young and promising".
I saw him taking out a jade box from his storage bag, opening it, and displaying the contents inside to the public.
It's about the size of a fist and shaped like a four-cornered rhombus.
As if they had just been picked, the leaves are green and green, and eight lines that seem to be broken but not broken can be vaguely seen on them.
As soon as Fang opened the box, a fresh water vapor slowly spread in the hall, which made several people nearby feel refreshed and refreshed after smelling it.
"How about two thousand four hundred spiritual stones, plus an eight hundred-year-old Bijuan fruit?"
The man held the jade box in his hand and looked confidently at the Wanghailou disciple guarding the gun, "This fruit was easily obtained by Kong Mou who designed to kill the first level four monster."
Obviously, in his opinion, the value of his spiritual fruit is enough to be converted into 1,600 spiritual stones.
Hearing his words, many foundation-building monks who were not interested in this at first couldn't help but gathered around, looked at the spiritual fruit in the box, and couldn't help but praise it.
According to the age of the medicine, fifty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years, the potency of the medicine is obviously different.
For monks, herbs that are five hundred years old are already very rare. Whenever they appear in the world, they will be obtained by high-level monks, and they are rarely found on the market.
"That's right. Every two hundred years, a greenberry fruit produces one corner. This one already has four corners, so it must be eight hundred years old.
Judging from the way the fifth horn is about to appear, it may take longer, close to nine hundred years."
Among the monks who gathered around, there seemed to be some who had done a lot of research on medicinal herbs, but they could make their own judgments just by looking at them.
Just as he was talking, this person couldn't help but sigh.
"This fellow Taoist picked it a little too early. If I had to wait another hundred years, the five corners would grow into shape.
Even if it is not a combination of elixir and medicine, just taking it raw will be of great benefit..."
Of course, no one in the room responded.
The lifespan of the foundation-building monks is only over two hundred years, so how can they stay in one place for a hundred years, waiting for the elixir to mature?
The benefits you get are real.
The Wanghailou disciples have not spoken yet, but some of the Foundation Establishment monks who are watching can't help but ask the red-faced man.
Want to get this fruit, or find out information about the monster that died in his hands.
Level four monsters are rare in Tiannan.
Flesh, flesh, muscles, bones, scales, etc. are also excellent materials for refining elixirs and refining weapons.
The Han Dynasty ignored this.
Although he got some materials from the monster, he also lost a sleight-of-hand weapon and a few life-saving charms.
Calculating the loss, it's just like getting a greenberry in vain.
He has sold most of the monster materials and exchanged them for spirit stones, and the rest has other plans, so it is impossible to trade with these people again.
"If this spiritual fruit of yours has a thousand-year medicinal life, I can even return five to six hundred spiritual stones.
It’s just..."
Shaking his head and spreading his hands, the disciple of Wanghai Tower said helplessly, "Within one or two hundred years, I won't be able to make the decision. We still need to ask the senior who entrusted this thing here."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, ignited two rays of fire, flew in different directions and disappeared, apparently emitting a transmission talisman to respond to the inquiry.
After doing this, he did not sit idle, but asked the red-faced man to sit down, and personally took a cup of spiritual tea from the maid's hand and served it to him.
Regardless of whether the deal is successful or not, the other party has shown enough wealth to be worthy of your respect.
Holding the tea cup, the big man had no intention of savoring the taste, but was waiting for a reply.
Fortunately, he was not kept waiting for too long. Soon, two rays of fire flew one after another and landed in the hands of the famous Wanghai Tower disciple.
He shook his head and said to the red-faced man with a slight regret.
"It's a pity that although the cinnamon fruit is rare, it can't be used as medicine in many elixirs like other elixirs.
The adaptability is a bit poor, so the alchemy master in this building priced it at 1,300 spiritual stones.
If fellow Taoist can come up with another three hundred spiritual stones, no, two hundred and fifty..."
Obviously, he still wants to make this deal.
But the big man was very decisive and walked directly to another place without listening to what he said next.
There is a long sword placed there, with a shining aura, which is considered a high-quality product even among top-level magic weapons.
There were other monks nearby who were unwilling to give up and followed him, trying to persuade him to resell the green berries to him.
If you have the patience to wait for a few more days, the 900-year-old Si Jiao Biqiang fruit can indeed be worth 1,500 to 600 spiritual stones. There is no guarantee that Wanghailou will not take the opportunity to lower the price.
The monk surnamed Kong failed to make a deal and took the fragment of the magic weapon. His mood was not very happy at all.
Seeing that someone dared to pester him, the resentment that had been held in his heart for a long time was instantly released, locking the entangled people tightly.
The hall immediately became quiet.
Although there is a magic circle here, it is also enshrined by the Hope Tower and the stewards are here.
But most people still instinctively retreat, use their magic power to protect themselves, and at the same time reach for the storage bag on their waist.
Fortunately, the big man was not carried away by his anger and did not want to provoke Wanghailou.
After snorting coldly, the momentum quickly disappeared.
This time, no one tried to deal with him anymore, but Xie Duanyang, who was quietly watching the whole process, smiled slightly and walked up on his own.
The female cultivator wanted to follow, but her body remained motionless as if she had been hit by a body-immobilizing spell.
The red-faced man stopped, half-turned around, and looked over cautiously.
When Xie Duanyang came over, he faintly released his spiritual consciousness and briefly contacted his spiritual thoughts for a moment.
Although it was also closed as soon as it was released, it was extremely obscure and did not cause any splash, but it was enough for him to understand that the cultivation level of the person coming was really not inferior to his.
Nodding to the big man, Xie Duanyang raised his arm and made a gesture to lead him to a deserted corner.
The red-faced man raised his eyebrows slightly, but still chose to follow.
"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
Raising his hand to release a simple soundproof cover, Xie Duanyang casually grabbed a small box from the storage box and threw it to the other party.
Lifting the lid of the box and taking a brief look, the monk surnamed Kong raised his eyes and looked at Xie Duanyang.
He already understood what it meant, and saw the big man shaking the box.
"Although this thing is good, I'm afraid it's not worth enough."
Xie Duanyang did not answer, but crossed his arms across his chest, half-smiling.
The big man surnamed Kong released his spiritual consciousness after realizing it, looked at it carefully again, and then he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Because I was so happy and excited, my voice was trembling and my face was getting redder.
"Okay, someone has done this business."
Close the box with a loud "click" and put it into the storage bag.
The big man didn't waste any time and directly took out the jade box containing the Biqian fruit. When he was about to get the spirit stone, Xie Duanyang raised his hand to stop him.
"I'm not in a hurry for the spirit stone. I just want to ask you a question. I don't know what the attribute type of the monster you captured is, but is there any extra material left?"
The spear head was undoubtedly a golden magic weapon. Xie Duanyang could easily tell that it was made from the essence of metal mixed in different proportions.
It's as sharp as a flying sword.
But after all, there is only one gun head, so it is very inconvenient to expedite it.
The monk surnamed Kong was so interested in it, he must have his own ideas, so he tentatively asked.
"Fellow Taoist Mo Feiya is good at refining weapons, and he actually guessed what Kong was thinking."
Looking Xie Duanyang up and down, the big man named Kong's face was full of surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded calmly and took out two items from the storage bag.
It's a white bone, with jade looming inside.
There is also an animal sinew, as thick as a little finger, which is wrapped in a circle by him.
"Now that Taoist friend has seen it, Kong will not hide it from you."
The big man looked at the two things in his hands with great pity and told everything about his plans.
Greenberry fruit only grows in lakes filled with spiritual energy, and the spiritual beast guarding it is also a snake python with weak dragon blood.
After killing him, the big man decided to buy a few more materials, and then found a weapon refiner to refine the two most valuable materials into magical weapons.
Because of his rank, he also carries the dragon bloodline.
As long as it can be done, it will definitely be a top-notch magic weapon.
But after seeing the gun head here, he had other plans.
Just take the spear head and a small section of the spear body and refine them into it, using the python bone as the spear shaft.
Maybe it can restore half of the power of the original magic weapon, which is more suitable than any other magic weapon.
But who would have thought that Wanghailou's evaluation of Biqianguo would be lower than he originally expected.
And he has a lot of spiritual stones on his body, and most of the useless things have been sold.
It is either the cost of hiring a well-known weapon refiner, or it is used to exchange for a few auxiliary materials used in the weapon refinement, which cannot be collected in a short time.
Who would have thought that by chance, he would meet Xie Duanyang here.
Although the magic weapon that the other party took out was slightly less powerful than he imagined, it was easier to control, which made it even more appealing to him.
Therefore, the monk surnamed Kong was also happy to communicate with Xie Duanyang.
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