After the lecture, Wang Xu played with two jade balls and walked towards the city lord's palace.
The streets are crowded with people. The Fallen Holy City is the center of this world. Coupled with its special administrative status, there are many stupid young people who have sharpened their heads and rushed in.
Speaking of which, the local monks in the Fallen Holy City look down on outsiders.
This outsider not only refers to monks from other worlds, but also monks from other Final Chapter worlds, who are also looked down upon by them.
Judging by the way you dress and the accent you speak, if you are regarded as an outsider, even if you are a sixth- or seventh-level monk, you will still be looked down upon by the local fourth- and fifth-level monks.
For no other reason than because this is the Fallen Holy City and the place where the Holy Lord stays is similar to the feet of the Emperor. Do you need any reason to be proud?
Wang Xu has been here for three years and knows very well the urinary nature of these people.
No, a group of people in front were gathered together and making a lot of noise. He knew without looking that it was an outsider who had been tricked again.
It was not uncommon for him to see outsiders being cheated.
Wang Xu didn't pay attention at first, but the comments from people around him stopped him in his tracks.
After listening carefully, it turned out that he was from a down-and-out sect who came to the Holy City to sell treasures.
This sect is called Xuan Song Dao, and it was once glorious in its time. The founder of the sect, Xuan Song Taoist, was a quasi-sage with eight levels of perfect cultivation.
Later, Xuan Song Taoist participated in an expedition to another world and died in a secret realm. As a result, Xuan Song Tao also declined.
Today, the Xuansong Dao tradition has been passed down for one hundred and twenty generations. Times have changed, and the large sect with the quasi-sage in the past has become a small sect with three or two big cats and kittens.
Some time ago, the mountain gate of Xuansong Road collapsed due to disrepair, and a treasure was dug out from under the gate.
If it were another sect, they would definitely be hiding the treasure, keeping it secret, waiting for the opportunity to rise.
Xuan Song Dao is different. By this generation, Xuan Song Dao has become a single lineage, with only three people left.
With nothing but treasures in hand, no skills, no training resources, and no disciples, rising up is nothing but nonsense.
The current head of Xuan Song Dao is thinking about it with his two young disciples. Relying on them to revitalize Xuan Song Dao is definitely not possible.
Instead of begging for food, it is better to sell the treasure and exchange some resources to go back and open the gate of the mountain to train the next generation of disciples. Maybe there will be hope for revival.
Just like that, a master with fifth-level cultivation and two apprentices with third- and fourth-level cultivation rushed to the Holy City.
Although Master Xuan Song is not very powerful, he is not a bumpkin who has never seen anything before. He knows very well that the treasure in his hand must be an innate magic weapon at the very least.
When I got here, I asked about the price. When I asked, I was very polite. The people from the magic weapon store also said that it was an innate magic weapon and was worth at least a hundred pieces of the Origin of the Thousand Worlds.
During the transaction, the other party insisted that it was an acquired magic weapon, and the price also changed from one hundred pieces of the Origin of the Middle Thousand Worlds to one hundred pieces of the Origin of the Small Thousand Worlds.
However, the head of Xuan Song agreed and threatened on the spot that he would not sell it.
If you don't want to sell anything, you take it away. The store owner took an acquired magic weapon and told the head of Xuan Song to get out.
But this isn’t right either!
What I brought was a silver ring, an innate magic weapon. How could you give me a silver lamp, an acquired magic weapon? It's irrelevant.
The store owner insists that this is what you are selling. If you like it, don't get out.
The innate magic weapon, the silver ring, became the acquired magic weapon, the silver lamp. How could Master Xuan Song agree?
So there was an argument, and then there was a scene that Wang Xu saw.
"This silver ring!"
Wang Xu looked at the silver ring on the shop owner's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This pair of silver rings gave him a feeling very much like the diamond bracelet in Laojun's hand. His immortal avatar was born in Qianjiao. He had met Taishang Laojun and was deeply impressed by the diamond bracelet in Laojun's hand.
The appearance of this silver ring is exactly the same as Laojun's diamond bracelet, and it gives him a similar feeling. It is very much like an imitation of the diamond bracelet.
The question is, if the fallen world is incompatible with the prehistoric world, how can we see imitations of diamond bracelets here?
Where did this thing come from? Did Ancestor Xuan Song refine it?
Unlike Wang Xu's eyes, it is not difficult to tell that this silver bracelet is at least the level of an innate magic weapon. It may be an innate spiritual treasure.
A treasure of this level cannot be conceived without the power of heaven and earth. Wang Xu has traveled through so many worlds and has never heard of anyone who can refine an innate magic weapon.
Of course, just because it can't be refined doesn't mean it can't be affected.
If an unborn innate magic weapon is discovered by a powerful person when it is in its embryonic state, the powerful person can still indirectly affect one or two things by using his methods.
The best example is the Yuantu and Abi swords held by the ancestor of Styx.
Yuantu Sword and Abi Sword are the signature magic weapons of Ancestor Styx, and they are very recognizable.
But few people know that when Patriarch Styx traveled in the sea of blood and found the two nurturing magic weapons, the magic weapons were still in the embryonic state and were not in the shape of swords.
The ancestor of Styx burned incense and prayed, practicing day and night, and finally gave birth to two swords.
Without the intervention of Patriarch Styx, what would have been born might not have been two swords, it might have been two knives, two mirrors, and two golden hammers.
It is precisely because of the intervention of the Styx Ancestor that the final type of the magic weapon was determined. Only in the ancient times did we know that before the magic weapon takes form, when it is in an embryonic state, it is possible to intervene to determine the type of the magic weapon.
Wang Xu looked at the silver ring, as if a monk from ancient times intervened before the magic weapon of the silver ring took shape, and finally turned it into a magic weapon similar to a diamond bracelet.
This person must have seen diamond bracelets and knows a lot about them.
I dare not say more, but there is still a 70 to 80% similarity. Similarly, a monk in the fallen world does not know the power of the diamond bracelet, but he is no stranger to the diamond bracelet.
A 70% to 80% similarity is nothing. If it had 70% to 80% of the power of a diamond bracelet, the value of this silver ring would be immeasurable.
"Shopkeeper, do you want to sell the silver ring in your hand?"
Wang Xu walked out of the crowd and stared at the silver ring on his hand.
"You can't sell it. That silver ring belongs to us. What we are selling is the silver ring, not this silver lamp. Please return the silver ring to us!"
Standing next to Head Xuan Song, among the two disciples, a boy and a girl, the childish young man spoke.
"What's yours? You're obviously here to sell silver lamps. This silver ring is the treasure of our store. Why do you want to make trouble unreasonably? Come on, call it and see if it answers? Huh, no.
Open your dog eyes and see where this place is, you want to act wild but you are in the wrong place."
The shopkeeper who sells magic weapons protects the silver ring on his hand as if he were his own son.
Leader Xuan Song was trembling with anger. This was a forced sale. The other party thought they were defeated.
"You guys should leave quickly. A good man won't suffer the immediate consequences. This is the shop of the Immortal King Sect. It's very domineering. It would be nice to give you an acquired magic weapon in return."
"Yes, Shen Chenzhou of the Immortal King Sect is a great master with a late-eighth level cultivation, and he has the Five Thunder General Mansion behind him. How can he be offended by ordinary people?"
"Outlanders, please keep your eyes peeled next time. The smaller the store, the uglier it looks. If this happens again, remember not to be cheap and go to a larger store to ask for the price. Although the price offered by the larger store may be lower, But the best thing is to be sure, and it’s hard to say in a small place like this.”
Everyone was talking about it, all trying to persuade Head Xuan Song to leave. No one thought that Head Xuan Song could find favor in the Immortal King Sect's shop.
Head Xuan Song also understood that his arms could not twist his thighs, but he was really unwilling to let him go like this.
This magic weapon is the hope of the rise of Xuan Song Dao. It has been transformed into an acquired magic weapon. Can its properties be the same?
An innate magic weapon is worth at least a hundred pieces of the Origin of the Small Thousand Worlds. If you replace it with an acquired magic weapon, it will cost you a hundred pieces of the Origin of the Small Thousand Worlds. The difference is more than ten thousand times.
"Shopkeeper, I'm asking you, do you want to sell the silver ring in your hand?"
Wang Xu didn't care about the dirty shop and Xuansong Road. He only cared about the silver ring magic weapon, and he was determined to get it.
"Sell, of course."
The shopkeeper was also happy to act quickly to avoid getting into trouble. After thinking for a while, he said: "I have identified this silver ring and it belongs to the category of innate spiritual treasures!"
"Innate Spiritual Treasure?"
As soon as these words came out, the young man from Xuan Songdao jumped up and said as if he had been stepped on: "Are your hearts made of iron? We brought the magic weapon for sale. You lied to us first and said it was an innate magic weapon. Later, They also resorted to such dirty tricks as changing packages, and in the end they only gave us an acquired magic weapon. Is there any other method?"
The shopkeeper's mouth twitched and he winked at the thugs around him.
Anyone who opens a shop in the Holy City has a backer behind him, so there is naturally no shortage of thugs sent by the sect.
Immediately, two monks with seventh-level cultivation who were in charge of the shop walked towards the three people from Xuan Songdao from the crowd.
Wang Xu saw it, thought for a moment, and said, "Just throw them out of the city. Don't hurt their lives."
The founder of Xuan Song Tao is suspected to have come from the prehistoric world. Although Xuan Song Taoist has died, the Taoism he left behind has also failed.
But for the sake of some connections, Wang Xu doesn't mind being a smooth favor.
Of course, it was no problem to do anything with a little effort. With this little friendship, it was not enough for him to stand up for the people of Xuan Song Dao and risk offending the Immortal King Sect to get the treasure back. The people of Xuan Song Dao didn't even call him dad. It’s not like the wet nurse was invited by someone, so of course she wouldn’t do such a meaningless thing.