Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank and he stared at the indifferent man with some surprise. Although he knew that this man was a strong man in the Emperor Realm, he didn't expect him to be so strong.
That middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples was, after all, a powerful person in the imperial realm like Emperor Yan, but in the face of this man's imposing manner, he had no power to resist and fell into disrepute. The gap was probably too huge.
The Imperial Realm is divided into nine levels. The first three levels are low-level, the middle three levels are mid-level, and the last three levels are high-level. In other words, the indifferent man in front of him is also a strong seventh-level emperor.
As we all know, in the Imperial Territory, the difference in strength between the first level and the small realm is huge, and it is much more difficult to break through the first level than the Fourth Realm. This is the reason why there are not many strong Imperial realms in the Eastern Territory.
Of course, there are not many of these, but they are only compared to the huge number of warriors in the East. In the Nine Nether Realm, the powerful emperors may be everywhere, but the high-level emperors are not so easy to see, because they can
Warriors who have cultivated to the high level of the Imperial Realm are unique among thousands.
To put it bluntly, if the indifferent man in front of him faced Qing Emperor, he would be able to kill Qing Emperor with just one move.
The middle-aged man who fell to the ground quickly got up and repeatedly raised his hands to the indifferent man: "Thank you for your mercy, I'll get out now."
With that said, the middle-aged man crawled away from the stall. A powerful man in the imperial realm was so frightened in front of the indifferent man. This shows how extraordinary this indifferent man is.
The indifferent man ignored the middle-aged man who looked like a bereaved dog, but stood in front of the stall again. With his right hand, a palm-sized light curtain hung above the broken spear. What was recorded in the light curtain was the price of the spear.
One million high-grade spiritual stones.
After doing this, the indifferent man sat cross-legged on the stall as if nothing had happened, with his eyes slightly closed, completely ignoring the many onlookers gathered around him.
Perhaps it was because the indifferent man had knocked back a low-level Emperor Realm expert with his drink just now, so more people around him gathered towards this side, including many Imperial Realm experts who were not weak in strength.
However, when the gathered warriors saw the unrecognizable spears on the stall and the price on the light screen, they all shook their heads, and no one opened their mouths to bid.
Imperial weapons are indeed precious, but an imperial weapon that has been damaged into such a state has only a little research value at most. Many people feel that it is not worth paying one million high-grade spiritual stones for such a little research value.
Therefore, although the stalls here are bustling with people, no one has asked for a price, and the atmosphere seems extremely strange.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and thought to himself: "This person is really aloof and arrogant. He just puts this spear on the stall without caring about it. And the price is so high, how can anyone buy it?"
Although Zhuo Wen himself was a gun user, the damage to the spear was really terrible, and the price was so terrifying, so Zhuo Wen did not participate in the bidding. After all, in his opinion, buying this broken gun was simply not worth the gain.
"Boy! Buy this gun."
Suddenly, Xiao Hei's voice suddenly sounded, making Zhuo Wen startled. Soon Zhuo Wen's face turned red, and he spoke to Xiao Hei speechlessly: "Xiao Hei, what are you talking about? You want me to buy this broken gun? This is...
One million high-grade spiritual stones."
"You have so many spiritual stones on your body now, what are you afraid of? It's not like you can't get out one million high-grade spiritual stones." Xiao Hei said with some displeasure.
Zhuo Wen's head was full of black lines, and he gritted his teeth and said: "But you can't be so prodigal. Spending one million high-grade spiritual stones just to buy such a broken gun. Isn't this using spiritual stones to waste money?"
"You know nothing! This broken spear is indeed completely broken, but this spear has an extraordinary origin, and I suspect that there is some kind of secret hidden in this spear." Xiao Hei said seriously.
"Extraordinary origin? What is the extraordinary origin of this imperial weapon?" Zhuo Wen was startled, and then curiously asked, if this imperial weapon is really extraordinary, he can just spend a lot of money to buy it.
Xiao Hei's voice was silent for a moment, and then he smiled awkwardly and said: "Actually, I don't know, but my intuition tells me that this imperial weapon is by no means simple. Don't you trust my intuition?
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Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was silent for a while, and then yelled in his heart: "Intuition? Are you lying to a three-year-old child? Because of intuition, you want me to spend one million high-grade spiritual stones to buy something that may be a waste?
How can you still be a loser?"
Xiao Hei curled his lips and did not refute, but murmured in a low voice: "It's not my money, anyway, I don't feel bad if I spend it."
Xiaohei's words almost made Zhuo Wen explode. This prodigal thing really didn't hurt when he stood and talked. However, after calming down, Zhuo Wen began to silently look at the broken gun on the stall.
Now that Xiao Hei has said so, it is obvious that this broken imperial weapon is indeed extraordinary, but even if he is extraordinary, it is already broken like this, and it is no different from garbage, so Zhuo Wen is also a little hesitant to buy this broken gun.
"Um?"
During the careful examination, Zhuo Wen quickly noticed the patterns on the gun. The patterns had become rusty due to the erosion of time, and their original appearance was basically invisible.
However, Zhuo Wen found that the rusty pattern was unusual, so Zhuo Wen stared at the pattern on it, never leaving it.
Gradually, Zhuo Wen discovered that the originally blurry pattern began to become clearer and clearer. Finally, the pattern turned into a black rune. In this black rune, there was a faint trace of
The breath of magic.
"This is...a magic pattern?"
Looking at the black rune pattern, Zhuo Wen naturally felt the magical atmosphere in the rune pattern. This kind of rune pattern can only be carved by the devil. And when the magic rune clearly appeared in Zhuo Wen's mind, Zhuo Wen discovered that
The Buddha's and Demon's Eyes hidden in the sea of consciousness actually trembled and switched to the Demon's Eyes on their own initiative.
Wisps of black energy came out from the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and the devil's eyes seemed to be coming out of Zhuo Wen's body and running towards the broken gun.
"No! We have to stop the Buddha and Demon Eyes."
Zhuo Wen's face was slightly condensed, and he quickly controlled the powerful mental power in the sea of consciousness, turning it into thousands of threads, and forcibly pulled back the evil eye that was about to drill out. At the same time, Zhuo Wen stopped looking at the pattern on the gun.
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The pattern on the gun is basically a magic pattern, which contains extremely powerful demonic power. Because Zhuo Wen has the Buddha and Demon Eyes, he can see clearly through the appearance of the pattern and the essence inside.
The indifferent man seemed to have discovered something. He frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. There was a sharp sword in those eyes, and then he focused on Zhuo Wen in the corner of the stall.
However, when he discovered that the young man in front of him was only a Supreme Realm cultivator, the indifferent man narrowed his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "What happened just now? I actually faintly felt a powerful demonic aura. Is it an illusion?
"
Taking a deep look at Zhuo Wen, the indifferent man closed his eyes again and acted as if there was no one else around.
But Zhuo Wen was extremely nervous. This indifferent man was worthy of being a high-level Emperor Realm expert. He could actually feel the demonic energy on his body among so many people. Fortunately, he controlled the demonic eyes in the sea of consciousness in time.
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If the evil eye had been allowed to come out just now, Zhuo Wen would definitely have become the target of public criticism, and he would really be doomed by then.
"Xiao Hei! This broken gun is indeed extraordinary, I decided to buy it." Zhuo Wen said to Xiao Hei calmly in his heart.
Xiao Hei also felt something strange in Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness just now, nodded and said: "It seems that my intuition is as accurate as ever. It's really sad that you didn't believe me just now."
Zhuo Wen shrugged and ignored the sighing Xiao Hei. Instead, he came to the stall and gently stroked the surface of the broken gun with his right hand.
And Zhuo Wen's behavior naturally attracted the attention of countless people around him. The indifferent man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Zhuo Wen with a sharp gaze, and said indifferently: "Want to buy?"
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "I am also a good shooter, and I have never seen an imperial weapon like a gun, so I want to buy this gun and study it carefully. Maybe it can help my marksmanship."
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Wow!
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, there was an uproar around him, and many people stared at Zhuo Wen with strange eyes, as if they were staring at a prodigal son.
"Who is this kid? He is so wealthy that he has to spend one million high-grade spiritual stones to buy a broken imperial weapon. Isn't it too extravagant?"
"Looking at this young man, he already possesses the cultivation level of the Supreme Realm. He is also a rare genius. I am afraid he is the son of a big family. He has no shortage of spiritual stones."
"..."
Many people around him shook their heads secretly, thinking that Zhuo Wen was simply wasting his fortune, but only Zhuo Wen knew that this seemingly broken imperial weapon actually contained powerful magic patterns. It was obvious that this was not an ordinary imperial weapon.
The indifferent man's eyes became extremely sharp and he asked again: "Is that the only reason why I bought it?"
Zhuo Wen looked at the former calmly, nodded and said: "Of course, senior, do you think that I have the ability to repair this imperial weapon? Do you think that if I buy it back, I can repair it and use it for myself?"
As soon as these words came out, many people around burst into laughter. How could the imperial weapon be so easy to cultivate? Moreover, the imperial weapon was so broken that even if an experienced arcanist was invited, it would probably be difficult to completely repair it.
Repair it.
Zhuo Wen's somewhat ridiculous words immediately made many people around him make up their minds. This boy was definitely a prodigal, and he just bought this broken imperial weapon impulsively.
Many people even maliciously speculated that after purchasing this imperial weapon, they would regret it soon.
The indifferent man nodded and said: "Since you want to buy it, then take out the spirit stone first."
Zhuo Wen didn't mind. After taking out one million high-grade spiritual stones from the spiritual ring and handing it to the indifferent man, he took the broken gun in his hand and played with it.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, a shout came, attracting everyone's attention...