Volume Three The Battle of the Sea Clan Chapter 339 Iron Fire Valley
Two days later, a green flying boat was quietly suspended in the sky over a mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles. It was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the scenery was even more verdant and beautiful.
However, a young man in his twenties standing at the front of the flying boat had a slightly gloomy expression. The gray robe on his body moved without any wind, and there were seven or eight red fireballs floating quietly in front of him.
This person was none other than Liu Ming, who had just left Gunan City.
In front of the flying boat, there was a sea of rolling fire, inside which could be vaguely seen several alien cultivators struggling desperately, but after a few screams, they were reduced to ashes and no more sound was heard.
At this time, Liu Ming flicked his sleeves and robe, and all the fireballs in front of him dispersed and were extinguished.
Along the way, he finally saw the true chaos and lawlessness of Bieyuan Island.
After the disappearance of the monks in Gu Nancheng, in order not to attract other people's attention, Liu Ming concealed his cultivation to the point where he looked like a spiritual disciple in his later stage of perfection.
As a result, almost every time he traveled, he would encounter some unsightly guys who came to provoke him. Fortunately, these people were not very strong, and he killed them all with thunderous means.
On this day, Liu Ming on the machine ship was narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at a rather large city below from a distance.
"We finally arrived at the Iron Fire Valley." Liu Ming murmured to himself, controlled the mechanical spaceship and landed slowly.
Half an hour later, an ordinary-looking young man in gray robe appeared in the Iron Fire Valley, mixed in with other foreign cultivators, and he was inconspicuous at all.
On the way here, Liu Ming also gained a general understanding of Iron Fire Valley and Yan through the mouths of others.
Iron Fire Valley is one of the largest cities on Bieyuan Island directly controlled by Black Flame Palace.
As for Yi Renyan of the Jinghuo Tribe, who is known as one of the three great masters of refining weapons in Canghai, he is also the top existence among the masters of refining weapons in the city of Iron Fire Valley.
As soon as he glanced at it, he discovered that the buildings in the Iron Fire Valley were actually made of iron ore. Under the sunlight, there were faint circles of gray-white halo on the surface, making these buildings look unusual.
Thick and hard.
Along the way, groups of majestic soldiers wearing armor engraved with the Black Flame Palace logo were patrolling back and forth.
These soldiers all had expressionless faces, and the muscles on their faces were as stiff and gray as stone, as if they were not flesh and blood.
With a slight sweep of Liu Ming's mental energy, he discovered that although these Black Flame Palace armored men were all below the Condensed Liquid Realm, their auras were extremely strange, giving people a strange feeling that they were not like living people.
This is the famous iron-blooded guard of the Black Flame Palace. It is said that although his cultivation level is not very high, his body has been brewed with special spiritual liquid, and he has divine power, which can tear tigers and leopards alive.
Liu Ming had already heard about the famous iron-blooded guards like the Black Flame Palace. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. He secretly thought that the Black Flame Palace was really not simple.
After walking in the Iron Fire Valley for a while, Liu Ming also discovered that there were quite a few weapon-refining shops in the Iron Fire Valley, and he could encounter one almost every few steps.
And every weapon-refining shop must have a weapon-refining master in charge.
Generally speaking, the conditions for becoming a weapon refiner are extremely demanding, and they are all achieved through long-term accumulation and countless piles of materials.
For example, in the Barbarian Ghost Sect where Liu Ming belongs, there is only one real weapon refining master, Senior Brother Huang, and this is the result of the sect's efforts in training.
This is one of the reasons why the number of weapon refiners has always been relatively rare. But now Liu Ming is in the Iron Fire Valley, and there are so many weapon refiners appearing in front of him, which makes him a little dumbfounded.
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Later, he also discovered that the things sold by the shops on both sides of the street in the valley were mainly various spiritual weapons, and the main purchases from the outside were also various weapon refining materials. Other materials such as elixirs were not very common.
Look.
The Iron Fire Valley, which is famous for its weapon refining, truly deserves its name!
Two hours later, Liu Ming walked around some shops in the valley and inquired about the prices of some goods. He finally had an idea. So, Liu Ming immediately found a place to stay in the valley.
In a remote attic near a mountain.
Liu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about something in his heart.
"With so many weapon refiners in the Iron Fire Valley, it must be almost impossible to meet the demand for weapon refinement materials, especially some extremely rare weapon refinement materials."
As Liu Ming said this, he turned over with one hand and took out a palm-sized red box. After the magic formula was shaken in the red box, the box opened, and more than a dozen wriggling bristles suppressed by a layer of talismans appeared.
These were exactly the dozen and a half pieces of bristles that Liu Ming got from the sealed troll's feet.
After he got these bristles, he took the time to open the box and check them several times. He found that as soon as the restraining talisman was removed, the bristles could still twist like living creatures, like small black snakes.
generally.
As for these spiritual materials, although Liu Ming had only heard and seen them for the first time, he didn't need to ask to know how rare they were as weapon refining materials.
However, in order to bid for the soul-suppressing lock spiritual weapon that Yan had presented at the conference, Liu Ming now planned to take it out and exchange it for enough spirit stones, or directly exchange it for the soul-suppressing lock.
At least this way, he wouldn't have to think about the egg of the holy beast and the golden armor talisman.
Liu Wu thought like this in his heart, and took out another jade box from his palm, and gently put the black bristles into this box.
Although I now know that this black bristle is worth a lot of money, I can't accurately estimate its value, so I decided to find a shop in the valley to sell it.
Then Liu Ming changed his appearance and walked out of the house as a dark-faced man. He found a shop that looked quite impressive and walked in.
This shop was crowded with people, and it seemed like business was doing pretty well.
"Does this fellow Taoist want to buy spiritual weapons or sell weapons-refining materials?" As soon as Liu Ming came in, a monk with a short beard who looked like a shopkeeper greeted Liu Ming warmly.
"I want to sell this thing. Let the shopkeeper take a look." Liu Ming said noncommittally, taking out the jade box containing the black bristles from his sleeve, and gently opened the box, but only the
The shopkeeper saw what was in the box.
When the shopkeeper saw this giant hair that looked like a living thing, he was shocked. He immediately said to Liu Ming:
"Fellow Taoist, please go to the private room to sit down and have some tea and rest for a while. I will immediately ask the expert appraiser from our pavilion to appraise this material."
Liu Ming nodded and followed the shopkeeper into the private room with an expressionless face and sat down.
After a while, an old man with a gray beard pushed in the door, smiled at Liu Ming, cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that this fellow Taoist wants to appraise the materials. Although the old man is old, he has the eyesight to appraise the materials."
, there is still a certain amount of self-confidence. If you, fellow Taoist, can trust me, please take out the treasure and let me take a look."
Liu Ming nodded, picked up the magic formula with his right hand and shook it lightly on the jade box, and the box opened by itself.
When the black hair that was twisting like a living creature appeared in the old man's eyes, the old man's pupils immediately shrank slightly, but his heart and face were forced to be calm.
Liu Ming's mental power was so strong that he naturally caught all the strange colors hidden in the old man's eyes.
Then, the old man slowly walked to Liu Ming's side, flicked his sleeves, lifted a yellow bead in his hand into the air, made a series of kneading gestures with one hand, and at the same time muttered something in his mouth.
A "pop" sound!
The yellow beads suddenly shot out streaks of yellow light, quickly wrapping the black bristles in the box.
After seeing a dark light flowing slightly on the black bristles, the yellow beads thrown by the old man in the air slowly turned from light yellow to gold.
Seeing this scene, the old man could no longer hide his shock, and his face began to show horror and fanaticism.
Then, the magic formula in his hand continued to move, and the golden light on the beads suddenly flashed wildly.
After a few breaths, the old man slowly took back the bead, with a strong look of shock still on his face. He knew that the abnormality of this scene had already caught the eyes of Liu Ming, so he simply spoke the truth:
"Fellow Taoist, this black bristled hair is indeed not an ordinary material. Although its origin cannot be revealed after repeated appraisals, it must be the best material for refining the best spiritual weapons. Well, if Friend Taoist is willing
Sell it to our pavilion, and I can buy it with 200,000 spiritual stones."
"Two hundred thousand spirit stones"
When Liu Ming heard this, he was slightly frightened, but his face showed no expression at all. He just smiled at the old man and said:
"Although this price is good, I should think about it more carefully."
The old man nodded when he heard the words, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. He secretly blamed himself for not being able to control his emotions during the appraisal just now, and actually letting the other party see it. It seems that it is not easy to get this thing.
However, anyone who sees this rare and top-notch material will be moved.
"By the way, I heard that Yan, the master of weapon refining, will hold a spiritual weapon bidding conference recently. I wonder if there are any special requirements for participating in this spiritual weapon bidding conference?" Liu Ming pondered for a while and asked the old man.
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"Special requirements? This is true. There are two conditions for participating in this bidding conference. Either you must have reached the late stage of liquid condensation or above, or you must have great financial resources, and you must have a local merchant in the valley to guarantee your wealth.
Okay." The old man said without hesitation. After all, this is not a secret in Iron Fire Valley. Naturally, there is no need to hide it from Liu Ming.
After Liu Ming heard this, his heart moved slightly.
His current strength is only in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, so naturally he does not meet the first condition. Thinking about it, he can only meet the second condition.
So, he immediately said to the old man rudely:
"To be honest, I came to Iron Fire Valley this time to auction a spiritual weapon refined by Master Yan. If fellow Taoist can vouch for me, I can really consider selling it to you for the price of this thing in my hand.
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After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but frown slightly, and thought to himself: "The thing in this man's hand can trigger the rare golden appearance of my orb-appraisal pearl. It must not be a mortal thing, but it cannot be cheapened by the other old guys."
Thinking of this, the old man finally twirled his beard and said:
"Forget it, I can promise to guarantee your wealth. I wonder how many spiritual stones you want for the thing in your hand?"
"Three hundred thousand." Liu Ming said without thinking.
"Three hundred thousand? This is far beyond the limit that the old man can give. Let's do this. Fellow Taoist and I each make a concession. How about two hundred and fifty thousand?" The old man suggested with a slight movement of the muscles on his face.
After Liu Ming thought for a while, he finally nodded: