The shopkeeper's voice was already vaguely unhappy. He was busy with something important. He had just given a good weapon auction and he was identifying it.
The clerk immediately respectfully handed a weapon level book to him and signaled him to look at it with joy.
"Shopkeeper, I just remembered that these weapons were sold in our store a few days ago, and today they were taken back by a girl and sold. These records are the data after our weapons were initially created."
The shopkeeper looked at the booklet in confusion. He was originally very calm but disagreed. After a while, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed a very shocked expression.
He seemed disbelief, and then looked at the booklet carefully, compared the weapons, and his eyes gradually widened to the extreme.
"How is it possible! In just today, every weapon has been upgraded to a small level. This is impossible. These weapons may be similar." The shopkeeper was full of incredible tone. Based on his always-on experience,
Such things are impossible to happen.
Although some heavenly weapons can be upgraded with the practitioner, they have high requirements for time and the strength of the practitioner.
What's more, if you carefully analyze these four-level weapons, there is no spiritual power inspired by the practitioner, which means that they are not promoted during cultivation at all, but how can a weapon increase its power for no reason?
More importantly, in just a few days, a genius spiritist can't get from level 4 to intermediate level within a few days, let alone peak level.
So the only possibility is that these weapons are just similar, otherwise it would be incredible.
"Shopkeeper, these weapons were sold by me personally, so I absolutely did not admit my mistake. Moreover, the weapons produced by our Nebula Refining Association have marks. Look at the stamps here, they are marks of our association, and you will never be wrong."
The clerk hurriedly showed him the marks unique to the refining association. The marks could not be changed and mixed with the unique color change technology, and it was impossible to imitate them.
The shopkeeper frowned and looked at the mark carefully. It was indeed a mark with a light purple turning red. The mark of a five-metal chrysanthemum is completely a unique symbol of the weapon refining association, without any trace of imitation.
The shopkeeper was shocked after holding the weapon, and was shocked. It turned out to be true. So these weapons have indeed been upgraded in just a few days. Oh my God, what's going on? He has never encountered them.
Through such a magical situation.
He even vaguely felt that this matter was extraordinary and could not make any decisions on his own.
He hurriedly threw down the important things at hand, put several weapons into the precious spiritual power storage box, and hurriedly took them to the weapon refining association.
Luo Xing'er naturally didn't know about this accident.
After she left the weapon refining association, she took the map of the capital and looked at a location to the west.
The west of the imperial city is mainly where people live. The closer they are to the central streets, the richer the people live, and the more west they go, the poorer they are. Especially in the outermost area, the slums in the capital, and it is also
The lowest level of people.
According to her investigation, the only remaining ice tribes in the capital gathered in such places.
Luo Xing'er walked along the way, from the bustling buildings at the innermost point, to ordinary houses, to simple houses, to a chaotic and dirty slum, the shock in her heart became increasingly louder.
Weiyang Imperial City is prosperous and luxurious. The whole city is full of vitality and vitality. There are pleasant scenes everywhere. Only this place is dirty, messy, poor, and backward, just like an ugly scar.