Chapter 96 108~109: When the golden furnace is exhausted, the tea boils, and the magic weapon is hard to find. Gold and stone are expensive (two-in-one, please vote for me)

Author: Shi Nan

Chapter 96 108~109: When the golden furnace is exhausted, the tea boils, and the magic weapon is hard to find. Gold and stone are expensive (two-in-one, please vote for me)

He Nuxiu's cave is very similar to Chen Denming's cave, with almost the same area. There are two cultivation quiet rooms, a weapon refining room, a talisman painting room, a spiritual pet room, and an artificial hot spring that has been consolidated and processed by formations.

Two bedrooms, a living room and a small vegetable garden for planting spiritual plants, etc.

Although the other party is a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk and the weapon refining master of the Changchun Sect, and his status is slightly higher than other Foundation Establishment Deacons, the Changchun Sect still does not have anything special in terms of treatment in the cave.

The two sat opposite each other in the cave hall.

In the golden furnace, the fire is roaring, and the Crane Girl practices brewing tea with flowing water, pouring it high and pouring it low, covering the lid with foam, heating the beaker and the pot, and then pouring the shrimp water.

The aroma of spiritual tea immediately filled the entire cave, filled with spiritual energy.

Chen Dengming took a deep breath of the tea fragrance and said with a sigh, "Senior Sister He is not only very skilled in making tea, but this spiritual tea is not simple either.

I am afraid that just by taking a sip of such a magical tea, a mortal will be free from diseases for several years and will not be infected by any disease. It is a rare opportunity for mortals to smell it. I am honored to have a sip of it today."

He Nuxiu couldn't help but laugh at Chen Dengming's praise, and said, "Junior Brother Chen, you have a very well-behaved mouth. There are so many foundations in the sect, and I think you are the best at talking and coaxing people."

Chen Dengming was surprised, "Senior sister's recognition, I can consider it as a compliment."

"hehe."

He Yingyu finally let out a laugh like a silver bell. She lived up to her name, with a slender figure, a sultry figure, and quite amorous feelings. Although she was not as beautiful as Luo Bing and Xu Wei, she had a mature and intellectual charm.

At this time, after looking at Chen Dengming again, she personally brought a cup of tea over and said with a smile before saying anything, "Junior brother, you don't have to say nice things. I have been asked by Senior Brother Liang to repair the magic weapon for you."

If you have a request, feel free to make it, but if you want me, senior sister, to back it up, that won’t do.”

"It's natural. Junior brother doesn't think that just saying a few nice words can get me, senior sister, to make magic weapons for me at your own expense. Then my mouth is too valuable."

He Yingyu smiled and laughed again, feeling rude again. She could only cover her mouth with her sleeves and snicker. For a moment, she felt that Junior Brother Chen was really quite interesting.

When other foundation-building deacons in the sect came to visit her, they were mostly polite and courteous, or taciturn, asking questions.

There are very few people like Chen Dengming who are humorous and bold at the same time. The key is that he is bold yet polite, just right, modest and calm, and it is hard not to like him.

For a while, the two of them drank tea and chatted, and the atmosphere between them was also lively.

He Yingyu made tea like Guan Gong patrolling the city, and Chen Dengming asked questions like Han Xin ordering troops. There were many questions that were difficult to explain, so I just stopped at the point and asked about them, and soon changed to the topics that both sides were concerned about.

On the instrument.

"Junior Brother Chen, Senior Sister is easy to refine the top-level magic weapon among this level, but the materials are hard to find. Please note that the value of the first-level top-level magic weapon is actually similar to that of the second-level low-level magic weapon, and may even cost more.

More expensive.”

"Oh? Why is this? Is it because the materials for refining the magic weapon are hard to find?"

"Yes, the first-level top-level magic weapon has more stringent material requirements, and may even be better than the materials of the second-level low-level magic weapon, and it consumes less spiritual energy to activate.

In addition, this type of magic weapon is highly sought after by some children of aristocratic families or sects, so the value is sometimes even higher.

However, the power of the second-level low-level magic weapon is definitely better than that of the first-level top-level magic weapon, but it requires spiritual energy to be activated, so it is not suitable for use by Qi-training monks who only have spiritual energy."

"What about the second-level intermediate or even advanced magic weapons?"

"The power is naturally greater, but the consumption of spiritual energy is different. At present, senior sister can only refine second-level intermediate magic weapons at most, and the failure rate will be very high. This level of magic weapons corresponds to the middle stage of foundation building, and the loss is

There is more spiritual energy.

Therefore, if junior brother needs to change his magical weapon, senior sister recommends that he should mainly use the second-level low-level or the first-level top-level ones, which are more convenient to control and cost less."

"Then if I need to refine a second-level low-level magic weapon, a broadsword, how many spiritual stones will it cost?"

"It depends on the requirements of the junior brother and the material of the magic weapon, but it will cost about one to three high-grade spiritual stones."

Chen Dengming felt heartbroken after hearing this.

Although he had expected it a long time ago, if it was really so expensive, this magical weapon might cost him all his property.

"Well, Senior Sister He, look at this."

After a cup of tea.

Chen Dengming flew out of Senior Sister He's cave, smiled and asked Senior Sister to stay, and then returned to his cave with satisfaction.

The exchanges that followed basically achieved Chen Dengming's goal, and he was very satisfied.

Senior Sister He said that she would not suffer a loss, but in the end she still suffered a little loss. She said that she would refine a second-level low-level magic weapon for him at the cost price without charging refining fees, which was similar to a light reflecting mirror.

There is a lot to go beyond just the first level of advanced light reflection realm.

As for the Ice Spirit Knife, this magical weapon was damaged in the battle, and the repair cost was subsidized by the sect, which is approximately equivalent to the cost of subsidizing thirty middle-grade spiritual stones.

Therefore, after Chen Dengming gave up on repairing it, he could directly spend another 60 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones as cost materials, and ask Senior Sister He to refine another second-level low-level magical sword.

The cost of a second-level low-level magic weapon ranges from one high-grade spiritual stone to three. Chen Dengming spent nearly the cost and material fee of one high-grade spiritual stone. In fact, the final finished magic weapon is equivalent to three high-grade spiritual stones.

What a great little thing.

In the end, Chen Dengming only needed to take out one hundred and forty middle-grade spiritual stones to get two second-level low-level magic weapons.

He now only has about forty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones left in his hand.

However, after selling some of the magical artifacts obtained from Yu Xiu in the past, plus the obsolete reflective mirrors that needed to be sold, etc., we could barely make up the cost of refining them.

"I once thought I was rich as a Qi-training monk, until I suddenly became a Foundation-building monk."

Chen Dengming returned to the cave, put his hands in his pockets, and paced in place with a frown on his face, feeling the huge gap between the rich and the poor.

This can be clearly felt in the communication with the crane female cultivator.

Even if the other party just talks about the cost of some high-grade spiritual stones very plainly, and is not deliberately pretending to be 13, it is this kind of plain words that is the most heart-wrenching and fatal.

He could also observe from this how wealthy this weapon-refining master was, and could be called a white, rich, beautiful and strong woman among the foundation-building monks.

In the sect, except for the fake elixir master Liang, the deputy sect leader, the other foundation-building monks who want to become Taoist couples with Sister He probably cannot afford the betrothal gift.

But if you can afford the betrothal gift and Xiu He is interested in it, then you can definitely make a profit without losing anything.

"Now I have to think of a way to get rid of all the magic weapons in my hands and replace them with spiritual stones. If I still lack spiritual stones, maybe I will have to learn spiritual writing and make money and make a living by writing Taoism."

He has now practiced many Taoist techniques to the master level. After learning spiritual texts, he can combine the Taoist techniques with his own spiritual thoughts and burn his understanding and formula of the Taoist techniques into blank jade slips for sale.

However, he had heard that recording Taoism was also very troublesome, requiring energy and brainpower. He was a coder and earned hard-earned money, so he had not made any plans.

But now, in order to get powerful magic weapons and replace my own equipment, I am really short of money. Maybe I will have to try it in the future.

"We'll wait until these magical weapons are sold and then look at the profits."

The matter of magical instruments is a big deal.

Chen Dengming had a deep understanding of it after fighting against the vampire Taoist two days ago.

The opponent's Blood Shadow Sword easily pierced through his Geng Gold Gong and Black Iron Battle Robe.

In the end, in addition to the cloak, the opponent also has special talismans to form protection.

And as soon as his ice spirit knife came into contact with the opponent's magic weapon, the long whip, he was beaten to the point of losing his spirituality and the magic weapon was damaged.

If he had been holding a second-level low-level magical sword in his hand at that time, he would not have been so passive. The blood demon dared to raise his hand to block, and his hand was chopped off.

Chen Dengming walked to the Dongfu table and patted the storage bag.

With a flash of inspiration, a map floated out and spread out in front of the table.

He examined it carefully for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on a large market near the longevity sect.

This city is called Chang'anfang, which is more than three times larger than Changlefang. It was opened by the Changshou Sect. On weekdays, there are often monks from the Changshou Sect patrolling it. It is guarded by strong men and has guaranteed safety. It is about a thousand miles away from the Changchun Sect.

Many miles away.

With his current escape speed, it would only take half an hour to fly over at full speed, and it would only take an hour to fly over at a constant speed.

"Those demon sect thieves, even if some of them invade, don't dare to go that far and enter the longevity sect's territory to run wild. That's really a longevity star who hates longevity."

Chen Dengming put away the map and prepared to set off for Chang'anfang now.

Not only did he need to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of the accumulated magic weapons, but he also had to buy a place for the little formation spirit that could resist the prying eyes of others.

After opening the protective closed-door formation of the cave, Chen Dengming left all the Gu insects in the cave, kicked the black clouded leopard lying flat at the door, ordered the cave-protecting spirit beast to watch the door, and left.

After half a cup of tea.

A ray of light flew across the sky with lightning speed, speeding towards the direction of the longevity sect deep in the hinterland of the Eastern Territory.

When he was out of sight, Chen Dengming had changed his appearance again and planned to trade in a low-key manner under another identity so as not to attract attention.

Although his Ice Spirit Sword had been damaged and lost its spirituality greatly, and the originally golden and clear blade seemed to be stained with ink, the impact on his speed was not great.

As he was rushing along the road, the fierce wind was roaring in his ears. Chen Dengming's driving style and momentum were much more arrogant than during his previous Qi training period.

Even if some demonic birds bumped into them along the way, they hurriedly avoided them.

Monsters in the foundation-building stage are almost difficult to encounter in the hinterland of the Eastern Region. All of them have become spirits and are much smarter than silly leopards. The stupid ones have long been hunted and killed by the foundation-building monks of the longevity sect.

Chen Dengming speculated why in some biographical novels, we often see sword fairies performing chivalrous acts of justice and slaying demons.

I'm afraid that a small part of it is fiction, a small part is real, and most of the reasons are that monsters and beasts are adequate resources.

Unlike the Wanli border gathering places where monsters are kept in captivity, there are foundation-building monsters that dare to appear in the territory of the Longevity Sect. For the foundation-building monks here, they are mobile treasures.

Forming a team and going to fight, one person can earn at least several high-grade spiritual stones. It is somewhat similar to the feeling of Chen Dengming playing games in his previous life, forming a team to fight against the wild BOSS.

More than twenty minutes later, Chen Dengming had galloped over five hundred miles and consumed about 40% of his spiritual energy.

He slowed down his flying speed and changed to flying at a constant speed, regaining his breath while flying.

This was something that would have been difficult to achieve before, but after his spiritual root qualifications improved a bit, he now has an intermediate qualification for high-grade spiritual roots.

In the state of flying at a constant speed, the speed of energy return has slightly exceeded the consumption, and it is no longer a state of making ends meet.

After another half an hour, there were gradually more and more spiritual lights in the surrounding air, and there were even some small spiritual boats flying across the sky.

There are also people riding flying monsters with Mei Ji in their arms. They look like playboys from a cultivating immortal family, very arrogant.

Chen Dengming took a look at the flying monster and found that it was far worse than the silly leopard, and he was secretly pleased with himself.

Looking ahead, a large and densely populated market has appeared.

There is no city wall, but a huge transparent barrier composed of formations, emitting bursts of spiritual waves, just like a city wall.

There are dozens of streets and hundreds of alleys in it, connected vertically and horizontally like a network, and they are all crowded with people, and there are many monks wandering around in the golden powder towers.

In mid-air, there are buildings floating in the mid-air under the huge force of the formation field, and there are even rivers like spiritual springs gathering together, like ribbons, floating and flowing between the mid-air buildings in the city. There are

The spiritual fish are swimming around, looking extremely magnificent and luxurious.

"Da DaBan, Da DaBan, with this large formation open, don't you have to consume ten high-grade spiritual stones a day? Extravagance, proves that Chang'anfang is making more money every day, and it is worthy of being my longevity sect."

Chen Dengming felt a burst of pride. In the future, he would use the Changchun Sect as a springboard to join the Changshou Sect. Now they are considered a family and can be said to be his sect.

But soon, Chen Dengming couldn't be happy anymore.

From a distance, I saw that there is a fee to enter Fang City, and the fee is as high as half a medium-grade spiritual stone, and the identity of the guide needs to be verified.

As a foundation-building monk of the Changchun Sect, he may have discounts or even free tickets.

But this time he used many magic weapons, and he had no intention of exposing his clean identity in the Changchun Sect from the beginning.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of queuing up, he used the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu to coordinate with Ling and Qi to slightly adjust his appearance, changing back to Gao Hu's identity and appearance, and put the breath-condensing beads in his mouth.

Entering Fang City, you need to check the road signs, which are more strict than Changlefang, which is unexpected. Perhaps it is also because of the recent demonic cultivators from the Western Regions that have sneaked into the area.

Chen Dengming originally planned to enter Fangshi with another unfamiliar appearance, but now he has no choice but to go back to being Xiaogao first.

After a cup of tea, Chen Dengming, as Gao Hu, wandered around many magic weapon shops in Fang City for a while. After understanding the market prices, he looked happy.

"Affected by the war recently, the price of magic weapons has increased a lot. Sure enough, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

But it should only have increased sharply in the hinterland of the Eastern Region, and it must have dropped a lot near the battlefield, making it very cheap."

This is easy to understand. The war is getting more intense, and the demonic cultivators from the Western Region have lurked in. Although the hinterland of the Eastern Region is temporarily safe, many cultivators have developed a sense of crisis.

Naturally, people will buy magic weapons, talismans and other self-defense products. As the supply and demand relationship changes, prices will naturally soar.

Chen Dengming has no intention of attacking merchants who keep prices extremely low.

After I went to the trading office in Fangshi to pay the stall fee, I went to the free trading market to set up a stall.

Place a bunch of magical artifacts to be processed directly on the stall, and put up a sign next to it to indicate the items you need to buy.

Only when you do these tasks by yourself can you realize the benefits of having a younger brother by your side.

In the past, when dealing with these magic weapons, he didn't need to run errands himself. He could easily handle them by paying Zhu Xun and Qiangzi some fees, and the two of them could even help him sell them at a good price.

Now that it's him, he's still a little uncomfortable.

"Huh? Is this a high-level magic weapon for Qi training? Huh, there are several high-level magic weapons here!"

At this time, a passing monk saw the magic weapon on Chen Dengming's stall and immediately exclaimed.

This sound also instantly attracted the attention of other monks around him, and they all came over.

High-level Qi training instruments are very common in Dafang cities like Chang'anfang.

But in a free market, it's not that common.

Usually some monks set up stalls to sell, only one or two pieces occasionally.

Like Chen Dengming, who displayed three high-level qi-training magic weapons at once, as well as a bunch of other mid-level magic weapons, storage bags, etc., it looked like he was in trouble, and he might have gotten it from a murderer.

Soon, a group of qi-training monks gathered in front of Chen Dengming's shop. Many well-dressed disciples of the cultivating immortal family and sect disciples were also attracted to inquire about prices.

"They are all 80% to 90% new magic weapons with slight flaws. They are discounted at 30% off the same market price at the magic weapon shop. Take them if you need them. If you are not sincere, don't talk nonsense."

Chen Dengming was annoyed by several people who only asked questions but did not buy, so he snorted coldly on the spot.

The expressions on the faces of the few who were asking questions didn't look like they were buying anything, but rather like monks trying to gather information.

A bald monk had a fierce look in his eyes, but when he met Chen Dengming's deep and cold gaze, he felt his heart throb, his whole body went cold, and his squirming lips were tightly closed.

There is no need to worry about not being able to sell good things, and besides, in a strange area where the free market is full of people, you have to be tough when selling things. If you are too kind, you will think you are easy to bully and will cause misunderstandings. His kindness is also for people and situations.

After this incident, no one inquired frequently anymore. Those who could afford it just paid for it, while those who couldn't afford it shook their heads and left.

In the corner, several monks who had been driven away by Chen Dengming were gathering together and discussing in low voices, looking at the stall where Chen Dengming was from time to time.

But in the end, when they saw the leader shaking his head, they could only sigh secretly and give up the idea.

The idea is too tricky. To be able to sell so many high-level magic weapons, even if you are not tough yourself, you are also tough behind the scenes. If you really dare to make an idea, you will probably break your teeth.

At the end of the day, Chen Dengming sold out almost all the magic weapons. The few pieces that were not easy to sell were also included as extras when he sold the high-level Qi training magic weapons. In the end, he harvested a total of 133 pieces.

Middle grade spiritual stone.

Including his own more than 40 spiritual stones, there are already more than 170 middle-grade spiritual stones.

"I hope that the magic tools containing spiritual bodies in the magic weapon shop will not exceed thirty middle-grade spiritual stones."

At the end of the day, Chen Dengming did not purchase the items he needed.

I only went to a few magic weapon shops again.

Finally, after some haggling, I purchased a special magic weapon soul house for the placement of the small formation spirit at a magic weapon shop for the price of twenty-eight medium-grade spiritual stones.

Chen Dengming rushed to the Taoist shop again and spent half a middle-grade spiritual stone to buy learning books related to spiritual literature. Then he left the market and drove the escape light, maintaining the spiritual power and speed of the tenth level of Qi training, slowly and slowly.

Tun flew back, as slowly as he was fishing.

He was actually fishing.

I had noticed before when setting up the stall that several groups of people were eyeing him.

Sure enough, after flying several miles away from Fangshi, the sound of breaking wind came from behind, and several spiritual lights roared towards them.

Chen Dengming was refreshed. Is there really any benefit in delivering it to his door?

He quickly used his hidden consciousness to investigate, and found that they were only monks in the Qi-training stage. He breathed a sigh of relief and was immediately secretly happy.

Just as he was about to stop hiding, he pretended to be alert and asked why he was here.

The result was ‘swish swish——’

A series of escaping lights quickly passed by not far away from him, without even looking at him, and went straight to another spiritual light far in front of him.

"?"

Chen Dengming was stunned. He could clearly see that in one of the escaping lights, there was the bald monk he scolded today.

Why, the target of this group of people is not him?

While frowning and thinking, there was already a roar of fighting in front, and someone intercepted the fat sheep in front.

The bald monk and others who rushed over immediately surrounded him, caught the poor monk and beat him wildly with a magic weapon.

But the poor monk, who was obviously not easy to deal with, actually broke out of the encirclement by fighting from left to right. He couldn't help but immediately threw out the storage bag and shouted loudly.

"The road goes both ways, destroying wealth and eliminating disasters!"

After saying this, the monks stopped chasing him and accepted the storage bags, seemingly abiding by the rules of the road.

"Is there any rules on the road?"

Chen Dengming was surprised to see the commotion. Seeing that they were just some Qi-training monks, he did not take a detour and flew all the way over, preparing to leave.

The group of monks who had finished hunting saw him flying back majestically. The bald monk's expression changed and he immediately looked at the leader wearing a black mask.

"This person seems to be confident. Maybe he wanted to fish just now. Are there any powerful accomplices nearby who are watching?"

The big brother wearing the mask also showed surprise in his eyes, and he immediately exhaled. Seeing that the other party was approaching, he immediately raised the storage bag in his hand and laughed loudly.

"This fellow Taoist is also on the same path, right? I wonder which foundation-building master he is with?

I'm in the dark wind. I hunted this fat sheep today. According to the rules of the road, brothers who follow the road must level up a bowl of water.

Since fellow Taoists are passing by, let's get a share of it, everyone who sees it will have a share."

Chen Dengming's head was full of questions, but after listening to the words of Heifeng, the monk who cut the Daojiao escort, it seemed that he wanted to share the benefits with him, a passerby who was passing by?

What does holding a bowl of water level mean mean that the bowl of water should be divided equally?

What about this good thing?

He couldn't help but slow down his escape speed, and his heart became wary.

"Sure enough, this person is not afraid, and he really wants to get a share of the pie. It seems that he is really a ruthless person on the road."

Black Wind Monk's eyes flashed, and all the younger brothers around him couldn't help but feel awe, and immediately admired Chen Dengming's feat of being able to take a piece of the boss's pie single-handedly.

This monk is indeed a powerful character. Fortunately, their boss is very discerning and has excluded him from the target list before.

…

After more than ten breaths.

"Let's go to the Black Wind Road, friendly way!"

"Fellow Taoist Gao will stay here without seeing me off. Come to Chang'anfang and have a drink together in the future!"

Huhuhu——

A group of Jie escort monks rushed away.

Chen Dengming watched this group of people leave, and then looked at the ten extra middle-grade spiritual stones in his hand. He couldn't help but sigh at the sharp eyesight of these people, how vicious they were.

The storage bag that the fat sheep just threw out actually contained sixty yuan worth of medium-grade spiritual stones. After the six people divided it equally, he had ten yuan in his hand. This was really a reward for everyone who saw it.

Originally, he was planning to pass by and sneak away, but in the end, he was caught and paid dividends.

If these people were killing people and grabbing treasures for nothing, he might not want to get involved.

But since it was a piece of money left by a fat sheep and not stained with blood, he still accepted it hypocritically.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone really has a living, and there are business opportunities everywhere. Why is it so difficult for me to make money?"

Chen Dengming used the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu again, changed his appearance to Chen Ming's, put on the Changchun Sect's robe, and in the blink of an eye transformed from Gao Hu into a Changchun Sect's foundation-building monk, harnessed the escaping light, and galloped away

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