Wang Yi's third senior brother held the sharp ax in his hand tightly and couldn't put it down, with a look of joy. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He wiped it several times before putting it into the storage ring.
"By the way, Brother Hu, you should also choose a sharp sword!" Wang Yi glanced at Zhang Hu and said with a smile.
"Okay! I'm really honored to have a brother as my backer!"
"hehe···"
Wang Yi and the four of them had been watching this road for a long time, but they still could not see a satisfactory sword. Most of these spiritual cultivators bought the goods from the market and then sold them to others at high prices, which seemed to lack new ideas.
, the swords are all in the middle grade, and none of them are suitable for Zhang Hu.
Wang Yi saw a slight disappointment on Zhang Hu's face. He looked around and saw that the sky was gray. Although he was in a huge sea of people, when he looked back, he found that he and others had already reached the end.
At this moment, Wang Yi looked at an old man leaning against the wall. There was also a sharp sword placed on his stall.
Zhang Hu stared at it and saw that the scabbard of the sharp sword was damaged, the silver edge was faded, and the hilt was old. It seemed like the old man had gone through countless wind and rain before it showed its appearance.
"Brother Tiger, come here!" When Wang Yi saw the sharp sword, a curiosity arose in his heart, and he hurriedly stepped forward.
"Okay!"
Zhang Hu nodded and frowned slightly when he saw the old broken sword. Although he was silent, he felt helpless in his heart.
Good swords are hard to find, and they are priceless. If there really were any high-class swords, the spiritual cultivator who sells them would have already taken them for himself, so why would they openly put them up for auction?
Ordinary swords always have fancy scabbards. The sword body has been tempered by special magical powers and can withstand the passage of time. Swords that can use the five elements of magical powers have reached the mid-level, but high-grade swords are rare.
And few.
Wang Yi could see that this worn-out sharp sword exuded a faint bloodthirsty killing intent, as if it had a soul. He was immediately attracted to it, and then he led Zhang Hu forward.
"Hello, old man, I wonder how much the starting price of this sword is?"
"If you don't want to take a photo, just buy it! It costs 150,000 spirit stones!"
The speaker was an old man over sixty years old. His expression was indifferent. He raised his head slightly and glanced at Wang Yi. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes. The face that had experienced vicissitudes of life made him look weathered, as if he had experienced ups and downs. He had seen through all the changes.
All life is normal.
There was a piece of black coarse cloth in front of him, which looked very abrupt. Other spiritual practitioners were all wearing silk brocade, but he looked a little "poor", or maybe he was different!
The old man's stall was leaning against the corner, looking very remote. Even his body was leaning against the city wall like a seriously injured patient, looking precarious.
"What? 150,000 spirit stones? It's so expensive. No wonder no one from your stall came forward to watch!"
Zhang Hu trembled when he heard this, his eyebrows instantly knitted together, he looked at the old man and shouted coldly.
"In that case, let's go!"
The old man's expression was still as cold as ice, without any emotion. Ever since he glanced at Wang Yi, his eyes had closed and he was as motionless as a stiff piece of wood.
"Hey, Brother Tiger, don't be reckless! I wonder if you can let me watch it carefully?"
Wang Yi still smiled and spoke calmly, without any impatience or boredom.
"random?"
After hearing this, the old man raised his head again, took a deep look at Wang Yi, then straightened his body and looked ahead.
Wang Yi nodded with a smile on his face, picked up the worn-out sword, held the hilt tightly with his right hand, and pulled it out with all his strength. Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, and an extremely strong killing intent filled the air.
, melting between the ice and snow, it looked extremely cold, and I instantly felt a biting chill.
Zhang Hu kept staring, feeling the momentum, and quickly stepped back a few steps, letting out a light sigh, with a look of shock on his face, followed by a look of excitement that was difficult to conceal.
Wang Yi nodded, handed the sword to Zhang Hu, and asked again.
"We want this sword. This is 150,000 spiritual stones. Please count them!"
Wang Yi did not hesitate. It was rare to see such an extremely sharp killing sword. He quickly tapped the storage ring in his hand and took out the spirit stone.
"He's a very knowledgeable person!"
The old man didn't even look at the number of spirit stones. He waved his hand and put all the spirit stones into the storage ring. He looked at Wang Yi with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"Yes, you have mastered the four properties of wood, water, fire, and earth at such a young age, and your body still exudes a wild aura. You are not simple!"
When Wang Yi heard this, his eyes widened suddenly and he stared at the old man. A trace of killing intent flashed deep in his eyes, and the smiling expression on his face instantly became extremely serious.
"This old man actually saw so much information from my aura. It's terrifying. It's hard to imagine what state of cultivation he is at. Could it be that he is a hidden master in the Tongtong Realm? Or is it Mr. Ji from the Capital of Fandong?
Another enemy sent?"
Hu Chengchao, who was behind Wang Yi, instantly frowned, with a solemn look on his face. The old man had a calm aura, a cold expression, and no trace of fear. It was hard to tell that he must be an expert because of his cultivation!
Wang Yi was stunned for a few breaths, his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled again, "I said I am the new generation of Dragon Turtle Supreme. Do you believe it?"
While speaking, Wang Yi had already begun to activate his spiritual power, preparing for a killing blow.
"Oh? Hahahaha, interesting! Interesting..."
When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned. Then he laughed and took out a dark brown wooden box from his arms. As soon as the wooden box was taken out, there was a vast and heavy feeling like history.
The disordered wood grain is very dazzling, exuding a soft air like running water.
"Inside this wooden box is a thunder bead! I wonder if you intend to buy it?"
The old man held the wooden box with his palms outstretched, looked at Wang Yi with a smile, and said slowly.
"What, Lei Yinzhu?"
The old man's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which exploded in Wang Yi's heart. It set off a stormy sea, which could not be calmed for a long time. Wang Yi's expression suddenly changed, revealing his excitement.
"Yi'er, you can't find anything after wearing iron shoes! You must get this thunder bead!"
The devil snake in Wang Yi suddenly spoke, with a look of excitement on his face.
"Hmm! I'm afraid there is a conspiracy..." Wang Yi suppressed his excitement and thought to himself.
"Junior Bach, I'd like to ask you, Master, how many spiritual stones are needed for this thunder bead?" Wang Yi looked serious, holding his hands on each other, and his body was slightly bent.
"Of course the spirit beads are priceless treasures! As long as you can prove that you have a magical weapon with the power of thunder and lightning, I won't take any money from you!"
The old man's eyes were firm, and he did not look like a falsifier. When Wang Yi heard this, his heart was turbulent and he had countless doubts. He looked around and saw that it was getting late and there were fewer and fewer spiritual cultivators in the auction. It was rare.
Several people passed by this place.
"I don't know what you mean, senior." Wang Yi stared at the old man with a look of confusion.
"This thunder bead can attract thunder from heaven and earth during a sudden rain. It has infinite destructive power and carrying capacity. If you don't have a magic weapon to use it, it will be useless, but it will come and cause disaster!"
"Senior said before that as long as I can take out a magical weapon with the power of thunder and lightning, he will not accept any money. Is this true?"
Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, and thought to himself, this is the Wangbei District, and it is the place that Senior Xu is in charge of. There is absolutely no chance of a big fight. This person must be a noble person destined to help...
"It's absolutely true!" The old man with a vicissitudes of life nodded his head and raised his lips with a smile.
"good!"
There was a hint of determination in Wang Yi's eyes, and he tapped the storage ring in his hand. Instantly, spiritual power surged out of his body, all flowing into the storage ring. Wang Yi surged with layers of spiritual power, and from
I took out the Seven-Year Lightning Blade from the storage ring!
Suddenly the golden dagger burst with cold light, and thunder and lightning burst out. All that could be heard was the sound of electricity. Suddenly, the wooden box held in the old man's palm suddenly vibrated violently, as if it was the same as the seven in Wang Yi's hand.
The Blade of Yaraili created a wonderful connection.
"Could this be the legendary Seven Arrows Lightning Blade?"
The old man was suddenly shaken, and a flash of light erupted from his eyes, with a look of shock on his face. After a few breaths, he recovered, looked at Wang Yi in surprise, and laughed repeatedly.
"Sure enough, it's all destiny! Take this thunder bead!
I hope you won’t say a word about the transaction between you and me. If you can show off your talents in the treasure competition and gain everyone’s attention, I will meet you at the Jialing Inn! Hehehehe..."
The old man stood up immediately, handed the wooden box in his hand to Wang Yi, flicked his sleeves, and walked forward with a charm, a sense of immortality, which gave people a confusing feeling.
Holding the wooden box in his hand tightly, Wang Yi didn't even have time to say thanks. When he looked up, he saw that the old man had disappeared on the white snow.
"What kind of cultivation level does Senior Demon Snake have?"
"The breath is free and absent, and the spiritual power is restrained and not exposed to the outside. This is the characteristic of a spiritual cultivator in the Tongtong Realm. This person's cultivation has reached the peak of the second level of the Tongtong Realm!"
"The pinnacle of the second level of the Compliance Realm? But I have never met this powerful person. When we met today, he treated me with such great courtesy and even knew that I would participate in the treasure competition. It is really unimaginable...
