"Of course, Zong-level body weapons are extremely rare." Mr. Xu saw Ye Wenlong's expression was very strange, thinking that he thought the price he gave was too low, and hurriedly said, "Such a high-quality Zong-level body weapon, even though it is just a boxing
But if it is put up for public auction, the price should be able to reach 80 million to 90 million, but you should know that if we put it up for auction, in addition to taking risks, we also need to pay a certain amount of taxes and fees.
The price of 75 million dragon coins is relatively high."
Ye Wenlong secretly swallowed a sip of saliva, chuckled and said: "Okay, okay, 75 million is 75 million, I have no objection."
"Mr. Xu, we all know that Zong-level body weapons are rare, but we don't know what the function of this lion fist body weapon is?" Someone immediately asked curiously.
Mr. Xu glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "The lion fist weapon is a kind of boxing weapon. It is forged from the palm tendons and metacarpal bones of the alien white light-level magic beast Fireball Lion and fireball gold. It requires a strong person above the respect level.
It can only be activated with good force. Once the integration is successful, it will have the ability to fight across levels.
"The Fireball Lion's most powerful physical gift is the Fierce Wild Lion Fist. A White Light-level Fireball Lion can penetrate even a half-meter-thick ordinary alloy steel plate with one punch. A strong man of the Dear Love level, the Fusion Lion
The fist weapon can later be used to fight against the powerful Gouzhao level warriors. Think about it for yourselves, how precious it is?"
"Fight across levels!" Everyone couldn't help but gasped.
The Gouzhao-level powerhouses are those who stand at the pinnacle of mankind. The total number of the entire Dragon Dou Planet will not exceed five hundred. It is so powerful to be able to cross the level and fight with the Gouzhao-level powerhouses. Seven thousand
Five million is nothing compared to a powerful Gouzhao-level person.
"What a prodigal boy. He actually sold such a good sect-level body weapon." Everyone looked at Ye Wenlong and felt like they were looking at an idiot.
Ye Wenlong doesn't care. He hasn't even practiced the good power skills yet, and he is still far away from the level of respect and respect. Moreover, he doesn't think that the Lion Fist body weapon is definitely suitable for him. The most important thing at the moment is to get some
Money is used to buy some equipment, and... buy some medicine to "feed" the greedy little dragon that keeps shouting "Nuoyao" all day long.
"This is the bronze card of the Commonwealth Linggong Group." After the transfer was completed, Mr. Xu handed a copper-covered VIP card to Ye Wenlong: "With this card, Mr. Ye can enjoy all the benefits at all Linggong Group branches in the future.
9.5% off discount.”
"95% off?" Ye Wenlong frowned slightly. Although he was not satisfied, it was better than no discount at all. He didn't say much at the moment, collected the membership card, and went to buy the Qinglin Killing Sword.
He and Peng Sen walked into the Yuan Yao trading hall with extremely depressed expressions.
Neither Di Xiaoqiang nor Peng Sen went in with him. Di Xiaoqiang thought the medicinal materials were smelly, while Peng Sen kept a close eye on him because he wanted to find Yi Ruirui. They and Ye Wenlong were in the Yuan Yao Trading Hall.
The door is separated.
The Yuan Yao trading hall is not big, about 300 square meters at most, but there are many people setting up stalls. The big stalls take up thirty or forty square meters, while the small ones take up two or three square meters. All kinds of medicinal materials are piled everywhere.
All in all, a herbal smell permeated the air, even unpleasant.
Herbal medicines all have a smell. Even if they are boiled into juice, the smell is still difficult to remove due to the preparation. Compared to the sweetness and refreshing taste of gene potions, it is not surprising that humans do not like them.
The trading hall is deserted. The stall owners inside are either dozing there, closing their eyes to relax, or gathering in groups of three or five to play cards. There are also a few who are reading books, shaking their heads, intoxicated with themselves. Ye Wenlong's
When he came in, he only attracted a casual glance from a few stall owners. Seeing that he was just a little kid, they looked back and were busy themselves.
Ye Wenlong was not used to the smell of herbs and couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.
"No Didi, it smells so good, it smells so good..."
Xiaolong had the opposite reaction to him. As soon as he entered the trading room, he immediately burst into excitement.
"On the left, in the third stall, there is a fire elephant flower!"
"On the right, in the second stall, there is a Lingyang crystal!"
"On the right, in the fourth stall, there is an 800-year-old mountain ginseng!"
"On the left, in the fifth stall, are two 1,400-year-old Poria cocos!"
"Four hundred years of Huang Jing!"
"Three thousand years of moss!"
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Xiaolong was like a hungry man entering the royal kitchen of the palace, and excited cheers rang out in Ye Wenlong's mind, "Brother, brother, I bought them all, I want to eat, I want to eat, I'm so hungry..."
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"Hey, this little guy actually knows so many medicinal materials!" Ye Wenlong couldn't help being speechless for a while.
"Brother, you don't have to concentrate on the sea of consciousness. Just concentrate on talking to me in your heart. I can hear you. This doesn't take up much energy on your part." Xiaolong's voice rang in his mind again.
"Huh? Is that so?" Ye Wenlong said with a thought in his mind.
"Yeah, brother, you are so smart, brother, you are so good. Brother, you go to the second stall first, and I will teach you how to recognize the Lingyang crystal." Xiaolong flattered.
"Okay." Ye Wenlong walked to the second stall. The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a small fish beard. When he saw someone stopping in front of the stall, he looked up at Ye Wenlong and said indifferently:
"See what you want."
"How do you sell this stone?" Ye Wenlong followed Xiaolong's description and picked up a dense stone the size of a human head from the second stall on the right. The stone was as red as the first fire, but the human head
Small and large stones are light and weightless.
"Stone? Little guy, do you know anything about medicinal materials? This is the extremely precious Fire Rock Spirit Yang Crystal. If you don't understand the stone, get out of here!" The middle-aged man Xiaoyu Hu glared at Ye Wenlong, looking quite angry.
"I hate your sister, are you doing this kind of business?" Ye Wenlong was speechless and looked at the middle-aged Xiao Yuhu quietly, with a bright smile on his face and no intention of leaving, holding Lingyang in his left hand.
Crystal Stone, said: "I know that this is the fire rock spiritual sun crystal, which is associated with the lava center three thousand meters below the ground. It absorbs the energy of the earth's yang and is condensed after thousands of years of tempering. It contains the essence of the pure yang of the earth.
"
"Hey, boy, I guess you have some knowledge." The middle-aged man with a small fish Hu gently stroked his small fish mustache with the tips of the two fingers of his left thumb, and said: "Since you recognize it, I will give you a preferential price, three hundred
Ten Thousand Dragon Coins."
"Three...three million dragon coins!" Ye Wenlong almost threw away the piece of fire rock Lingyang crystal. Xiaolong had yelled about a lot of things just now, and this first item cost three million dragon coins.
, how many things can I buy?
"That's right, three million dragon coins, no matter the price." The middle-aged man Xiaoyu Hu said calmly: "If you want, just give me the money, don't give up and get out."
"Brother, promise, I want to eat..." Xiaolong's milky, pitiful voice echoed in Ye Wenlong's mind.
"Uncle, this...is this too expensive? Can it be less?" Ye Wenlong's heart was bleeding. He had just sold a body device and received more than 70 million dragon coins. He thought he was very rich.
Now that he has money, just a stone costs him three million. How can he spend this money like this?
"Do you want it? Don't get out!" The middle-aged Xiaoyuhu looked at him coldly and ignored him. He looked at a book in his hand, looking very attentive. He was not afraid that Ye Wenlong would steal his fire.
Yanling Yangjing walks.
"Okay, I bought it." Ye Wenlong gritted his teeth, took out his bank card, and the two of them made the transfer, which was completed instantly.
Looking at the three million that disappeared instantly on the small light screen of the bank card, Ye Wenlong's flesh ached, and he cursed in his heart: "Xiaolong, I can't afford to support you with the way you eat like this!"
"Brother, don't be like this. It's only three million. You feel sorry for it. When Xiaolong eats it, he will at least grow up a lot." Xiaolong said with a smile, "Brother, hurry up and buy other medicinal materials."
"Still buying..." Ye Wenlong's heart began to bleed again.
Fortunately, the medicinal materials that Xiaolong is interested in next are not as perverted as the Huoyan Lingyang Jinggui, but they are still very expensive, ranging from hundreds of thousands to more than two million. Under Xiaolong's instructions,
Ye Wenlong went shopping and bought more than 40 precious medicinal materials. With his heart bleeding again and again, he deducted more than 70 million dragon coins from his bank card and walked to the last stall at the end of the hall.
At that time, Ye Wenlong only had 4.17 million dragon coins left on his card.
"Little guy, are you satisfied now? You prodigal boy, 75 million, only a fraction of it is left in less than an hour..." Ye Wenlong felt extremely painful in his heart.
This is really a waste of money.
"Thank you, brother. Xiaolong knows that brother is the best." Xiaolong was extremely excited and very well-behaved.
"Consider me defeated by you." Ye Wenlong was speechless, "Can we leave now?"
"Of course, of course, please go back quickly, I want to eat, I'm so hungry!" Xiaolong said hurriedly.
Just as Ye Wenlong was about to turn around and leave, Xiao Longdi suddenly said: "Brother, wait."
"What's wrong?" Ye Wenlong felt a chill in his heart. He was most afraid of what this little guy was interested in. The more than 4 million in his bank card could not withstand the torment.
"The last pile of wood, that piece of wood is a bit strange, take it in your hand and I'll feel it." Xiaolong said.
Ye Wenlong glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that beside the last stall owner, there was a piece of dead wood about a foot long and about the size of a wrist, casually discarded. He immediately walked over, pointed at the piece of wood and said: "Boss, then
Is a piece of wood also a medicinal material?"
"I don't know." The boss, a young man in his thirties, handed him the piece of wood and said, "I saw it accidentally and found that the tree pattern on it was a little special, so I took it.
It's so hard that even the sharpest knife can't scratch it. Maybe it's the branch of some strange tree we don't know about."
Ye Wenlong took it with his left hand and felt that the weight of the wood was normal. The lines on it were criss-crossed, but they seemed very reasonable. One end was a smooth cut, which seemed to have been cut off with a knife and ax, while the other end was slightly cut.
round.
"Brother, buy it quickly, no matter how much it costs!" Xiaolong suddenly exclaimed loudly.
"Xiaolong, do you know this piece of wood?" Ye Wen asked Long Qi.
Xiaolong said: "This is not some wood, but the horn of the Holy Qilin!"
"The horn of the Holy Qilin!" Ye Wenlong was stunned, "I have heard of Qilin, but what do you mean by this Holy Qilin?"