Passing through the lobby of Zhonglefang and walking directly into the back hall, you can see many men, women, and children locked up in square fences, like horses and animals for sale.
"Xiao Langjun, these are the slaves of Xirong who have just arrived. Please rest assured, Xiao Langjun. These are defeated tribesmen, and their bodies are all very strong. Well, if Xiao Langjun wants to buy it, I will give it to you with eight belts."
A transaction of two, do you think?"
"Eight with two?"
Wei Yang didn't understand what this term meant. But as soon as this expression appeared, Lao Fan hurriedly said: "Xiao Langjun, nine belts and one belt, this is the maximum limit. If there are more, I can't make the decision?"
This old fan looked at Zheng Laoshi aside with a complaining look, obviously feeling a little dissatisfied with Zheng Laoshi's move.
"Pfft."
"Mr. Lang, this is a slave from the same tribe. If you want to buy it, you should basically buy it with six and four. The six refers to the strong and disease-free male slaves, and the four refers to the old, weak, women and children. This is a necessary rule.
.The nine-belt-one price given by Lao Fan is the basic minimum price. Don’t think it’s this..."
Before Zheng Laoshi could speak, Tuoba Yueqin laughed out loud and pointed at Lao Fan, obviously knowing that the other party had misunderstood.
"Well?"
Hearing Tuoba Yueqin's words, Lao Fan was also dumbfounded. Zheng Laoshi on the side couldn't help but smile, looking at Lao Fan's eyes full of teasing.
"Since you are close to the Prince of Wei, you can be considered a friend of my old Fan. There is nothing between friends, so just consider this trip to be in vain."
Lao Fan really didn't know this master and didn't understand the rules of the slave farm at all. He was also impatient and was intimidated by the mountain of Wei Prince's Mansion, which made him lose his peace. Lao Fan reacted and became calm in the blink of an eye.
When he opened his mouth, he obviously wanted to get involved with the Wei Palace, and this move also had profound meaning.
"What's their strength?"
"Huh? You can't practice, they are all secular people. Young Master, you want to buy a spiritual disciple? Please come this way."
Lao Fan was stunned, do you want to buy a spiritual disciple? This is a big deal, but when he thinks about the identity of the other party, he is not sure about it at the moment, and he doesn't dare to open his mouth like that and expose the bottom price.
Following Lao Fan, we continued forward and arrived at the four-story building in the backyard. Although this small building was inconspicuous, when everyone walked in, it was very different. It was like a prison cell inside, like a prisoner.
He is a spiritual disciple.
"On the first floor, Qi Training Realm Spirit Disciple, the base price is ten gold, you can choose as you like. Well, if there is someone you like, I will calculate it at 90%."
This time, Lao Fan did not offer the lowest price. He was not as reckless as before. He had calmed down and secretly decided to inquire about it before talking.
Ten gold? A spiritual disciple in the Qi training realm? It seems that the price is a bit high. Of course, Wei Yang doesn't know this. Compared with ordinary people, he feels that the ten gold is a bit high.
Don't you know that spiritual disciples who can cultivate are naturally respected by the world, and there are not many slaves who can become slaves. However, the absolute number of people who can become slaves and be trafficked in the slave market is relatively small, and the price of ten gold is reasonable. After all, becoming a slave
Spirit disciples in the Qi training realm can already practice. No one knows their future. They may be able to practice to the great realm of Taoist masters, but that's not necessarily true.
"Is there anyone with more strength?" After hearing what Lao Fan said, Wei Yang had no intention of moving forward and turned around to ask.
The spiritual disciples are not of much help to Wei Yang. At the price of 10 gold, Wei Yang can only buy more than 40 people at the moment. It is better to buy ordinary slaves, which is really much more.
"Huh? The second floor is for the body refining realm, which requires a minimum price of 100 gold. The third floor is for the mental realm, which requires a minimum price of 200 gold. The fourth floor is for the spiritual realm, which requires a minimum price of 300 gold. If you are a spirit disciple in the Qi realm, you need
The base price is four hundred gold. If the young gentleman buys it, he will settle the bill at 90%, how about that?"
One hundred gold? Pay back the reserve price of four hundred gold? Take it down. Although our money comes easily, we can't waste it like this.
"Is there a spiritual master? It is best to be a spiritual master who is in the spiritual realm and has learned the art."
But if there is an array master, no matter how much it costs? Wei Yang is willing to try it. Wei Yang, who was about to leave, thought for a while and asked casually.
"Eh? There really isn't any of this. But if it's convenient for me, young man, you can go to any major city in the Central Plains and buy it at our Zhonglefang. But the price isn't low, right? It costs a thousand pieces of gold for one."
"The price is not an issue. I am in urgent need of spiritual masters who can practice formations right now, so, hey, that's all. Let's go and have a look when we return to the Central Plains."
Seeing that Wei Yang's face didn't look fake, Lao Fan understood that he was not playing tricks on him, but that he really needed an array master in urgent need.
"That's really disappointing, Xiao Langjun. We really don't have one here?"
Wei Yang shook his head. He didn't expect that this spiritual disciple was really not cheap, and that a spiritual master in the spiritual realm would be worth a thousand gold. It was beyond his imagination. However, after careful analysis, Wei Yang could understand the status of a spiritual disciple and a spiritual master.
Extraordinary, as long as you make no mistakes and join a force, you will be valued.
It seems that during this period of time, most of the cultivators I have come into contact with are spiritual masters in the mage realm, but I have somewhat neglected the status of spiritual disciples and spiritual masters.
Just as Wei Yang was raising his feet to leave, a childish voice suddenly shouted anxiously: "Lang Jun, walk slowly, if you can save my grandpa, my grandpa will be the formation master."
"Um?"
Wei Yang looked over following the voice and saw a young man wearing a ragged long gown, with hope in his eyes, kneeling on the ground and praying.
"Your grandfather? Lao Fan, what's going on?"
"Huh? I really forgot about this. Xiaolangjun, I'm not deceiving you. That guy is at the end of his life and I'm afraid he doesn't have a few more days to live. If Xiaolangjun buys this little guy, I will
You can also give that guy to Mr. Lang. Well, it can be a short-term emergency. If it takes too long, Lao Fan advises Mr. Lang not to waste money. "
"Where is he? Can you take me to see him?" Wei Yang glanced at the tearful young man and felt a little unbearable. After thinking about it, he said to Lao Fan.
"Xiao Langjun, my grandpa, my grandpa is here. My grandpa is starving. It's definitely not that his life span is over. Absolutely not. He is just hungry."
The young man struggled to get up and turned sideways to the fence in front. Wei Yang lowered his head and took a look inside, where he saw an old man with gray hair lying on the innermost bed. It was obvious that these spiritual disciples were imprisoned but not oppressed.
"Young gentleman, don't listen to his nonsense. These spiritual disciples are all treasures. How dare I starve them? Don't say that an old man doesn't have much to eat. No matter how much he eats, I can provide it. Little guy
, but don’t lie to others, or I will punish you.”
"No, huh?"
The young man was still willing to contradict him, but when he saw the coldness in Lao Fan's eyes, he suddenly showed a frightened expression. He quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look at the other person. In the end, Xiaosheng muttered a few words, but no one heard him.
"Open it, let me go and take a look."
"Okay, someone comes and opens it."
One of the accompanying stewards hurriedly came forward with the key and opened the cage directly. No one paid much attention to this little guy. After all, he only had the strength of the Qi Lian realm.
However, Lao Fan was obviously still on guard against the old man. He ordered his guards to step forward. After making sure that the old man was safe, he asked Wei Yang to step forward to check.
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