Zhang Wenchang’s words were a bit harsh. After a brief silence, everyone’s voices became noisy again.
"Fellow Taoist, are you willing to sell this sword? I am willing to pay 150,000 kilograms of pure source to buy it!"
"Sell it to me and I'll bid you 180,000 jins of pure source."
"My future generations will need him, so I'll offer you 200,000 kilograms of pure source."
These old people, all of whom looked decrepit, seemed to be rejuvenated at this time, and each of them looked excited.
They opened their mouths and stared at Zhang Wenchang with burning eyes. The newcomers looked at Zhang Wenchang who was being watched. It can be said that they were envious and jealous.
The three treasures, whether they are the divine source the size of a human head, the incomplete ancient elixir, or this holy sword that looks a little small, are all arousing jealousy.
Zhang Wenchang felt the fiery eyes on him. Some people's eyes turned red, and some people's eyes turned green. They were like hungry wolves, trying to pounce and snatch them away.
Zhang Wenchang thinks about it. In this era when the avenue is not obvious, many people will never see a treasure in their lifetime.
Some so-called big shots did not find suitable materials for refining weapons, so they could only use the most rubbish materials to make magic weapons.
For example, when Zhang Wenchang was at Taixuan Sect, he once saw Li Ruoyu refining several mines in order to refine magic weapons, which required more than hundreds of millions of tons of materials.
"Fellow Taoists, you don't need to think about this dragon-patterned black gold sword. I plan to keep it for myself." Zhang Wenchang told the truth directly.
"To be honest, I am very excited to get these treasures today. Even if I really want to sell them, I have to wait until my mood calms down before I do it. I need to think about it carefully, so fellow Taoists, I don't plan to sell them today.
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Zhang Wenchang took out the dragon-patterned black gold sword again. It was an inch long, completely black, and emitted a little bit of crystal light.
There are dragon-shaped patterns on it, which look simple and natural. They are the natural dragon pattern, which is also the origin of his name.
Zhang Wenchang then put the sword away.
Treasures touch people's hearts, but people's hearts cannot stand the test. Zhang Wenchang cannot rely on the kindness and moral standards of others to count on his own safety.
Zhang Wenchang also has a palm-sized piece of dragon-patterned black gold. If it is combined with this small sword, it can be made into a two to three-foot dragon-patterned black gold sword. There is no problem at all. He will not use this magical little sword.
Sell the sword.
"Fellow Taoist, are you really not planning to sell? Think about it again." An old man asked unwillingly.
The old Taoist nun also said: "Fellow Taoist, can you consider selling this dragon-patterned black gold sword to our Daoyi Holy Land? We can definitely give a fair price so that the customer will not suffer a loss."
Zhang Wenchang shook his head and made it clear that he would not sell it.
"Does this fellow Taoist want to buy a few more stones? You are so lucky now, maybe you can get treasures easily."
Zhang Wenchang took a look and saw that it was the chatty master who led him to buy the Origin Stone. This man was the master of stone analysis at the Daoyi Holy Land Shifang. At this time, he rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he was the one who got the treasure.
"I found three stones here today, all of which were treasures. This can be said to be a blessing from God. I don't plan to buy any more. I plan to go to other stone shops."
You still want to buy stones? Are you kidding me? After Zhang Wenchang scanned around, he did find a lot of treasures, but those treasures and the price are not cost-effective at all if they are opened.
Moreover, Zhang Wenchang came here not to clean up the stone workshop here, but to think about the two immortal medicines. Now that he has obtained one, he quickly ran away if he wanted to get another one. If he still planned to stay here, he would be killed.
Treat people as fat sheep.
Zhang Wenchang declined other people's offers to buy or retain him, and turned around to leave.
The limelight here is too great, so I must quickly change my body shape and change positions.
Zhang Wenchang must have been lucky this time. The ancient magic medicine was not recognized by the well-informed Beidou passers-by, which saved him a lot of trouble.
After all, he can use the divine source himself, and the small Dragon Power Black Gold Sword, although precious, is not necessary, so these treasures are not enough to cause too much sensation to others.
It can only be said that he is somewhat famous, so it should be fine if you just be careful when walking.
Speaking of Beidou passers-by, each and every one of them is simply better than the experts, and their eyes are more powerful than those 24K pure gold dog eyes.
Whenever someone fights or eats and drinks together, there is always a group of people who can find out the secrets hidden in history. They are like know-it-alls, and there is nothing they don’t know.
Zhang Wenchang should have gone more smoothly this time, which made him feel better. Fortunately, these old men are not so knowledgeable.
Since they didn't expose him, Zhang Wenchang will continue to pretend. If they really insist on betraying him, then don't blame Zhang Wenchang for killing him with a tortoise, snake and lotus lantern.
For the safety of himself and his family, Zhang Wenchang will never allow anyone to threaten him so wildly.
Zhang Wenchang thought as he walked.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes, and Zhang Wenchang couldn't avoid it and almost bumped into it.
Zhang Wenchang saw an old man blocking his way, and felt something bad in his heart.
Sure enough, the good ones are not working, and the bad ones are working. Everything is as expected.
"Fellow Taoist, the one you cut out is like an ancient elixir from the human race. Can you take it out and let me identify it again? I am willing to buy it with 300,000 kilograms of pure source."
An old man in gray robe blocked Zhang Wenchang's way.
Zhang Wenchang took a look and saw that this person was covered in gray robes. His face was clearly in front of him, but he could not see it clearly. He seemed to be wearing a mask.
"Sorry, I don't plan to sell it. It's just an ordinary ancient elixir, not valuable." Zhang Wenchang subconsciously shook his head and refused.
"Fellow Taoist, you must have seen something."
"Yes, in legends, in ancient times, there once appeared a kind of magical medicine. It had no leaves, but was shaped like a human body. I suspect that this is the legendary magical medicine!" The old man in gray robe said confidently.<
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"Yes, that ancient magical medicine has disappeared from history for countless years. Its appearance is recorded in history books, but its specific effects are not recorded."
"Since it can be called a miracle medicine, it must have incredible mysterious effects, such as extending life span, cleansing muscles and cutting marrow. It must be standard. From this point of view, it must be priceless."
"This is really a miracle. The magical medicine that has disappeared for millions of years in the ancient times has been sealed and passed down to future generations." Another old man said excitedly.
"This human-shaped magic medicine has been severely missing. Only a few rhizomes are left. It will take many years to cultivate it again. It is really regrettable."
