Photo stones are very cheap materials.
It is also a very easy-to-make magic weapon.
To be precise, this is a piece of artifact, which can be obtained by performing certain processing on the image stone.
Image stones have always been sold at very low prices. One spirit stone can buy ten pieces. Of course, they are blank image stones.
As for the photo stones with contents inside, no one has ever sold them. They are mostly used for extortion.
Moreover, the image in the image stone can be copied, which requires a bit of technology and was jointly discussed by several people.
Here is the solution idea provided by Yi Jue. Making it into a semi-magic weapon can achieve this effect. Recording this kind of scene with a shadow stone will turn into a mess of pictures and sounds with unknown meaning.
At first, everyone didn't make much, only [-] copies.
And the price is two spirit stones. - A handsome young man with majestic features and raised eyebrows. He is dressed in a green shirt with fluttering belt, dignified yet youthful and energetic.
His eyes are clear and bright, revealing the innocence and pursuit of youth.
"Boss, do you have that here?"
The stall owner had a genuine smile on his dark skin. He did not judge people based on their appearance. He must be here to buy something noble and clean. Instead, he might be buying something special and niche. A glance at the mustache followed the corner of his mouth. It was shaking, showing a bit of philistinism.
"Yes, yes. Whatever you want, I have it here."
“What’s hot recently?”
This young man is obviously knowledgeable, even though he is a clean young man. However, in this Jinqiuyuan, such young men are everywhere. However, women who cultivate immortality cannot find them, and women who do not cultivate immortality look down on them.
There is no heart in cultivating immortality assiduously, there is no blood in killing people and seizing treasures, skills are half-baked, and life is barely enough.
They are ordinary people in this world of immortality.
This is also the poor person of Jin Qiuyuan.
Those who can cultivate immortality are either taken care of by Langyuan or absorbed by Su Xinzhai. They will not be left to ordinary people, who have no power and power, to suffer in vain.
And the stall owner also came here like this, so he naturally knows the suffering of these young people, and looking at them, he feels a little more vicissitudes and memories.
"These three books are the most popular in recent days. It is said that they came from Tianluo. Tianluo country has Hehuan sect."
The young man's eyes brightened even more when he heard it, but at this moment, a dance appeared at a stall not far away, with a great momentum.
That dance is intoxicating, that beautiful silhouette is touching, and the hearts of those who watch it are burning, but only for a moment, it is over.
At this moment, the young man was looking over there blankly, a little at a loss.
He should have seen that girl before.
Turning his head, his eyes were already red, and when he looked at the stall owner, his tone was no longer high-spirited, but a little more regretful.
"Stall owner, do you have this?"
The stall owner also had a troubled look on his face. Of course he had this one. He had also seen it in the Zhenbao Pavilion that day. When he bought it, he naturally knew that it was a real good thing, but no one was stupid and couldn't grab it. Arrived.
The stall owner himself was very itchy and spent a lot of money to grab ten pieces.
He is easily reluctant to show it to outsiders.
It's just that Zhenbao Pavilion is also smart. It said that day that the photo stone is prohibited and cannot be copied, but the promotional video can be copied.
That's the part that the stall owner not far away put out today. It has no beginning and no end, but it is very touching.
"Young man, I won't hide it from you. This is a treasure. I have it here." "But, for one thing, this is different from the past. She is beautiful and touching, but not practical. "
"Secondly, she is so beautiful, and the photo stone is also specially made. There are not many available at the moment, and the price is relatively expensive."
The young man looked at the stall owner expectantly, and the stall owner also looked at the young man a little pitifully, as if he really had a story. He himself had been young, and he felt compassion for him.
"Ten spirit stones, this is the price I got, I won't make any money from you."
"You are still young. Be open-minded in everything. You still have a long way to go in life."
The young man's hand was a little hesitant, but after listening to the stall owner's words, he became a little more determined. It's not that he can't take out the ten spirit stones, but he will probably have to tighten his belt in the next few days.
Not to mention slowing down the speed of cultivation improvement, even one bad move will reduce the scale of one's business and greatly reduce the efficiency of cultivation.
However, in life, people are not frivolous and waste their youth.
If you don't do some bold things, how can you have so many beautiful scenery in your youth?
He reluctantly ejected ten spirit stones from the storage bag. Feeling that the remaining spirit stones in the storage bag were small pieces of spirit stones, the young man's heart could not help but twitch in waves, as if he had been hit by something. Clenched tightly.
The young man knew that it was poverty.
A beautifully shaped wooden box was taken out by the stall owner. As the box was opened by the boy, a very beautifully shaped photographic stone lay quietly in the box.
Pay the money with one hand, deliver the goods with the other hand, and get both the money and the goods.
The stall owner earned two spiritual stones with tears in his eyes.
The young man checked it with his consciousness and found that there was no problem before putting it away. This restriction is unmistakable and cannot be copied.
The young man had just left and was about to walk through a red maple forest.
I saw a golden light and a purple light suddenly slashing towards the young man in unison, and instantly collided with the green aura on the young man's body, making a harsh sizzling sound.
The incident happened suddenly, and the young man was thinking about other things. Although he responded quickly, he was still a step too late. In the battle between the immortal world, the slightest mistake was a thousand miles away.
The boy's cyan aura was a folding fan, but before the folding fan could be unfolded, it was broken open by the golden aura, and the purple light pierced the eyebrows without hesitation, so the sizzling sound was just the wail of the magic weapon.
Two men with long sharp mouths and monkey cheeks ran out. The two looked at the young man who had lost his breath. First, they struck a few more blows from a distance, and then the man holding a golden sword poured out his mana and collected the storage bag.
"Let's see how many spirit stones he has in his storage bag."
Just as he was about to open the storage bag, the man holding the long purple needle-shaped magic weapon stretched his neck to see, and the golden light slashed towards the neck of the accomplice next to him without hesitation.
It's just a pity that his skills were inferior. The long needle with purple light was already ready to go, waiting for the moment before the man made his move. It was hard to stop.
The man holding the purple ray long needle turned sideways to avoid the long sword, and the long needle had already penetrated the forehead of the man holding the golden long sword.
The man snatched the man's long sword with his hands, and then struck the man's head with one blow.
Then he grabbed their storage bags, laughed loudly, and burned their bodies completely with a fireball.
At the moment when the man fired the fireball technique, a long light red line drew across. It was so inconspicuous in the red maple forest that the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stopped laughing before he could stop.
An ordinary hand stretched out from the ground, took away three storage bags, buried the three of them, and left silently, as if nothing had happened.
"Chuchu, I regret it. I am willing to give everything I have to give you a happy life."
In a cave, a young man with an ordinary face, his eyes red, burst into tears looking at everything in the photo stone. (End of chapter)