Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and said, "Since brothers have said so, I believe it."
The stall owner was very impatient: "You can leave quickly, okay? Don't let me chase you away."
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "Why should I leave? I want to sell something, but the price can't be this price. You can make it cheaper for me."
"You want to buy it?" The stall owner squinted at him with a very distrustful look.
Then he curled his lips and said, "Stop being rude and making trouble, get as far away from me as you can."
This guy actually issued an eviction order directly.
Qifeng Jueyu couldn't laugh or cry.
"Why don't you believe it? Let's put it this way, 150,000 yuan is a bit much. If you make it cheaper, I will accept this drawing. Otherwise, you can give me a price."
The stall owner smiled contemptuously and said: "Okay, I think you won't die until you reach the Yellow River. That's 145,000. I'll give you 5,000."
"Just five thousand?"
"Poor man, are you looking for trouble!" The stall owner gritted his teeth and was about to draw his knife.
Feng Jueyu took a look and realized that this thing was just a stick. It would be weird if he could sell the pattern.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu said: "One hundred and twenty thousand. Can I sell it or not?"
"roll."
"Where's 130,000?"
"You're not going to get out, are you?"
"One hundred and forty thousand, that's the last price. If you don't sell it, I'll leave."
Feng Jueyu thought to himself that it was unlucky to meet such a stupid guy. How could this guy not be sensible at all and turn around like a god? That's bullshit.
Just when he thought of this, the stall owner finally stopped chasing people away. He blinked and looked at Feng Jueyu and said, "Do you really have 140,000?"
"Then look, I'm not joking with you either?" Feng Jueyu was speechless.
The stall owner thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you really have it, I would rather suffer a small loss and leave the design to you. Take the sacred stone."
Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes speechlessly, then reached out and dug into his arms.
After two thousand years of seclusion, Feng Jueyu had almost used up all the sacred stones in his body, but he would not let himself die of poverty. When he came out of seclusion, he left some for himself so that he could use it to buy some elixirs outside.
of use.
Before that, he went to the market to sell a large number of talismans and other things that he had stolen. These things gave him some money.
In total, it's around 160,000 to 70,000 yuan, so I decided to buy it.
Because in Feng Jueyu's view, he was indeed missing one or two artifacts for self-defense.
Now he only has the Silver Talisman Sharp Edge Shield, a low-grade artifact that is not very popular. If he can really get an artifact with Dao marks, there is no protection against buying it and refining it.
If it is useful.
Then you will really make a lot of money.
While thinking about it, Feng Jueyu put his hand into the Tiandao Pearl, pulled it twice, put 150,000 sacred stones in the Qiankun Bag, took it out, and said: "Take a look."
I threw the bag to the stall owner. The stall owner was very trustworthy. He opened the bag and took a look inside. It was about a large handful, about the same amount.
So he gave the drawing to Feng Jueyu and said: "I didn't expect that you really have a sacred stone, hundreds of thousands of it. I was mistaken. Just take the drawing and I will count."
"I can watch it now."
"With the number of pairs of sacred stones, the thing is yours. You can look at it however you want."
Afterwards, the two of them went about their own business. One counted the sacred stones, and the other opened the pattern and looked at it carefully.
With the drawing in his hands, Feng Jueyu looked at it more carefully this time.
Opening the animal skin scroll, there is indeed a mark on the middle pattern. This mark looks a bit like a crack, but it is glowing.
The halo is soft and has an indescribable meaning. When people look at it, a double image appears in front of their eyes.
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and then came to his senses. Then he looked inside and saw a glowing cyan ball of light, very small, flickering in the cracks in the pattern.
"Brother, is this Dao Hen?"
Feng Jueyu asked.
The stall owner had already finished counting the sacred stones, and he said happily: "No, that cyan ball of light was originally the weapon spirit in a sacred weapon, but this weapon spirit has been damaged and cannot be restored, but it's good
The traces inside are not damaged, look at the upper right corner."
Feng Jueyu looked at the upper right corner of the scroll. There was a glowing text there, and above it was actually a jumbled divine language that looked like a secret book.
Feng Jueyu glanced at it and began to sweat on his forehead, fearing that he would not recognize these divine words.
After looking at it carefully for a while, I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the words on the whole picture were the divine words of the Heaven Scroll and the Yan Yuan Scroll. It was not too difficult. If you don't recognize some of them, you can still find them by searching the information.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu looked at the pleased stall owner and thought to himself, why should he check the information? He could just ask.
So he read it carefully and was overjoyed.
This drawing records the refining method of an artifact called the "Honor God Bell".
Although it is a low-grade artifact, its refining method is extremely clever.
It is different from mortal magic weapons. It requires tools such as a forging hammer. It can be completed independently by using only a kind of flame called "Fighting Fire".
The refining process in the drawings is clearly stated, as well as the selection and proportion of materials are clearly marked.
It can be said that as long as you follow the process recorded on the drawing step by step, you can easily refine it.
There are only a few difficult fire temperature control turning points that can be grasped well.
It's not too difficult.
The most important thing is that the power of this low-grade artifact is extraordinary.
It is specifically targeted at the spiritual consciousness.
As long as you use this bell when fighting an enemy and shake it gently a few times, a special magical bell will sound.
This kind of bell can confuse people's minds and distract their souls. The main purpose is to make people see double images and unable to hear clearly the direction of other sounds.
In other words, people who are confused by the sound of bells will have their visual and auditory senses reduced at the same time, making them confused and confused.
Although it has no destructive power, it is also very good at messing with people's minds.
When two masters are fighting against each other, the most taboo thing is to be distracted. However, once you are hit by the bell, your mind is lost, and your vision and hearing are out of control. Doesn't this mean turning the enemy into a lamb to be slaughtered?
What's even more terrifying is that it is mentioned in the blueprint that because there is a Dao mark sealed in the blueprint, as long as the artifact can be successfully refined, the power of the bell will be increased several times, not to mention the first-turn god, the second-turn god.
Those who turn to God will also suffer greatly, and even those who turn to God three times will be subject to some constraints.
What a good thing!
Feng Jueyu was happy and asked the stall owner for advice.
The stall owner was cold-faced and warm-hearted, and since he had received the sacred stone, he also tried his best to teach it and told him all the meanings of the divine words pointed out by Feng Jueyu.
After two thousand years of ascending to the God Realm, the Divine Bell was the first serious low-grade artifact he got. Feng Jueyu couldn't even close his mouth with laughter.
Although he spent a lot of sacred stones to buy a blueprint, Feng Jueyu was still very happy. Finally, he put away the blueprint and asked: "Brother, do you know where to get the relevant materials recorded on this blueprint?"
The stall owner said: "I don't know exactly where it is, but what is certain is that several of the materials recorded above are available in the Magic Weapon Wasteland. You can find out for yourself. I have something else to do, so I'll say goodbye."
After the stall owner finished speaking, he hugged his fists and ran away like a gust of wind.
"I'm so anxious."
Feng Jueyu muttered something and then walked out of the city.
In the next few days, Feng Jueyu didn't have time to get the materials for the Golden Bell, because he had more important things to do now.
After spending more than ten days, Feng Jueyu roughly researched all the targets on the assassination list, and finally selected a few targets on the list and prepared to start working in the evening.
…
Because of what happened in Dragon Teeth Illusion, Sky Eagle is now in a state of turmoil.
The city used to be relatively peaceful, but in the past few days, troubles have occurred everywhere in the city.
Today, which shop was robbed?
Which stall will be robbed tomorrow?
The day after tomorrow, no one will be killed while walking on the road.
In short, the entire Skyhawk was in chaos.
Some lower-level officials couldn't control so many people, so they arrested people everywhere. However, the door of the city lord's mansion was tightly closed, as if they no longer care about worldly affairs and allowed chaos to continue.
As a result, people were also confused, especially the minor gods who had not reached the first level. They had no idea what the intentions of the Lord of the White Eagle City were.
Let your own territory be left in such a mess.
Is this appropriate?
As soon as the gods and gods were all minding their own business, the lower-level stewards saw that there were too many disturbances and were too lazy to take care of them. Anyway, as long as they didn't mess up the most important places in the city.
As for other places, it’s time to make a fuss.
Anyway, there is no chaos. People die every day in and outside the city. Everyone is used to it.
The same is true outside the city. There are many people who commit murder and steal goods, and thieves are often encountered in various caves.
Some family members of lower-level officials lived in the cave and encountered thieves. They arrested the people and cut off their heads and hung them on the trees outside the cave to warn the world.
After all, those who steal things are small gods, and gods would not do such stupid things.
But in the end, the emergence of chaos still explained a very crucial fact.
That is, under the pressure of the Five Gods City, the resources in the western boundary have reached a critical point. If we don't find a way to manage it, even the city lord's palace may be ransacked.
There was turmoil in the city, and all the lower-level stewards moved out.
The western boundary is still very big. After leaving the city, go east and towards the back, and you can see the mountains and peaks everywhere.
As long as you feel hidden and safe, that's enough. Everything else can only be left to God's will.
…
That night, under a mountain peak forty miles east of the city, in a cave similar to a mountain village, the lights were still on at night.
Inside the cave, a one-turn divine man was studying painstakingly with a gilt scroll. The cave was filled with the strong smell of herbs. There was also a small hole dug out of the rock wall in the corner, and a ball of orange divine source.
Fire, in the form of a ball of fire, slowly beats inside.
"The Dragon Tooth Illusion will be opened in less than three months. I have to refine this elixir no matter what, otherwise I will easily lose my life in it."
The god murmured to himself.
At this moment, a voice came in from outside.
"Gong Shangqing, I think you have no chance to go to Dragon Teeth Fantasy Land."