"Sure, you continue!" Fang Xing sighed and watched the old man pick up the pair of gloves. "The first-order high-grade magic weapon is made of 'Fire Yang Spiritual Iron'. Unfortunately, the range of use is relatively narrow and is only suitable for physical training... There is a slight defect on the glove, and a formation pattern is broken in the 'Rushan' formation. It is worth it Seven hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones.” The old man picked up the pair of gloves, pondered for a while, and gave the price. Then he carefully picked up the Qingque Sword: "First-class high-grade flying sword. The blade is in good condition and properly maintained. It is engraved with the two magic circles of 'Ruijin' and 'Wind Control'... It's worth nine hundred spirit stones!" The more he looked at it, the more he muttered in his heart, how did these two high-grade magic weapons look like those two famous tribulation cultivators? Was your previous quote too low? … Fang Xing nodded slightly. Although he remembered that at the auction, the high-quality iron feather sword was finally sold for several thousand spirit stones, the situation was obviously different.
The Iron Feather Sword is not only a complete set of magical weapons, but also the best among the best. It can be formed into a sword array and is comparable to the top-level magical weapons. Coupled with the large number of people bidding at the auction, it is normal for the price to be much higher. Normally, the price of a high-grade magic weapon is around 500 to 1,000 spirit stones. Not only is this first-grade high-grade ‘Qingque Sword’ well-maintained, but it is also a very popular type among immortal cultivators such as flying swords. It would have cost at least a thousand spiritual stones to be sold in the market before. Now that the situation is special, we can only do what the other party says. But Fang Xing is sure that the other party will still make money! You might even make a lot! But again, the magic weapon is useless to him, unless it is a blood refining magic weapon! He tried the Qingque Sword. Without injecting mana, the flying sword itself was only slightly stronger than the Mowen Sword, and it was just a piece of trash! When I heard the evaluation, I immediately understood. 'It turns out that in addition to the sharpness of the flying sword itself, it also relies on the formation in the sword to restrain its power... I always feel that this world is targeting me...' At this time, the old man finally finished counting slowly and leisurely: "This guest, we only accept 'Fire Flower' and 'Ancient Ivy' for the elixir. If we add them together, I can give you 2,172 pieces of low-grade elixir." The price of stone…” "Can." Fang Xing nodded, glanced at the old man's stall, and picked out a long tiger-head knife: "A good knife..." This knife is very heavy, about thirty or forty pounds, but it is like a feather in Fang Xing's hand. He swings it casually: "What is the name of this knife?" "The guest has a good eye. This sword is called 'Tiger Evil'. It is forged from the backbone of a demonic tiger and Baisha iron. It is a blood-refined magic weapon and only requires a hundred lower-grade spiritual stones." The old man introduced with a twinkle in his eye. . "Bought it!" Fang Xing now has many spirit stones in his pocket, and he is not polite when using them. For him, such a blood refining instrument is easier to use than any high-grade magical instrument. "become……"
The old man smiled and pointed out twenty strange multicolored crystal stones and solemnly handed them to Fang Xing, along with seventy-two low-grade spiritual stones: "Guest, please keep them..." 'It turns out to be a middle-grade spiritual stone...' Fang Xing had only heard of the name of this kind of spiritual stone before. It was said that one piece could be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Taking it at this time, I really felt the extremely strong and rich spiritual energy in the middle-grade spiritual stone, and I couldn't help but move in my heart: 'Immortal cultivators can practice with spiritual stones... It's a pity that warriors can't do it, but warriors in this world can't do it, Lan Star warriors may not be able to do it... next time I will throw a few low-grade spiritual stones into the black market and see the effect...' This was part of Fang Xing's previous trial plan. Even, by chance, Gu Yun discovered that there were strange talismans being sold on the black market, which were suspected to be related to the evil god... Because of her father's relationship, Gu Yun was absolutely hostile to anything related to evil gods. When she heard this information, she immediately went to the black market to investigate. She also obtained a low-grade golden light talisman and sent it to the Department of Belief and Theory for examination. Fang Xing planned to wait until the winter vacation was over and casually ask about the test results. As a whistleblower and insider, and one of his own, Manager Bai Ziling from the Belief Theory Department will definitely tell Gu Yun the news. This is just like telling Fang Xing! ‘Although it seems a bit like taking advantage of a friend, I’m sure these immortal cultivation items are not dangerous... I’ll make it up to her more in the future. ’ At this time, he calmly put away the spirit stones. He felt some malicious looks from around him, but he sneered in his heart: 'Here comes the spirit stone again...' Fang Xing stood up and didn't leave directly. Instead, he started shopping swaggeringly. After all, the stall owners here are not always the same, but come and go. Just in this moment, there were several new stalls in the cave. Fang Xing came to a stall and looked at the puppet, which was as vivid as a doll: "How to sell this...?" Some of these puppets are birds and beasts, while others are humanoid. They are all only about the size of a palm. They look very smart and very good. "Since you know this is a puppet, you should know that it is difficult to control it without the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator..." The stall owner selling puppets, wearing a bamboo hat that covered most of his face, answered angrily. Warriors are discriminated against in the world of immortality, even innate warriors! Among the various arts of cultivating immortals, the most commonly used ones by warriors are talismans, but even with innate true energy, they can only trigger the release of first-order mid-grade talismans at most. Once they reach the first-order high-grade level, they are basically insulated from warriors. This is especially true for the higher second-level talismans. Even monks in the early and middle stages of Qi training may not be able to activate them smoothly. Monks in the late stage of Qi training can activate them, but they will consume most of their own mana, and it is difficult to control them after activation, which is very big. It may injure oneself, but as for the warrior? Want to eat shit? In terms of elixirs, the situation is similar. If a warrior forcibly swallows a high-level elixir, he will only die of intestinal rupture and rot, which is also insulated from second-level elixirs. The magic weapon is even worse. Don’t even think about anything else except the blood refining magic weapon! Formation is vaguely the top of the hundred arts of cultivating immortals. Regardless of the manufacturing of formation flags and formations or even the art of setting up formations, they have nothing to do with warriors. The only role of innate warriors is to inject true energy into some low-level formation flags... which can save money. It looks like half a piece of spiritual sand. This is especially true for puppets. Without the magic power of the immortal cultivator to activate the puppets, and without the control of spiritual consciousness, they can only be used as toys if they are bought back. "Although I am not an immortal cultivator, I have disciples, relatives and friends..." Fang Xing picked up a machine bird: "How can I sell this puppet?" "If you're interested in a first-level low-grade puppet, I'll give you a preferential price...and take away one hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
The stall owner glanced at Fang Xing and said seriously. "Bought it!" Fang Xing proudly took out a pile of low-grade spiritual stones and held the toy bird in his hand. The machine bird is made of wood, with colorful feathers and fine patterns on the surface. As he walked, he tried to input the innate true energy. As expected, it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and he might even break the puppet... 'Sure enough it won't work...' Fang Xing thought to himself, but he had other ideas when buying this puppet. ‘The Pure Jade realm is equivalent to an innate warrior, already at the pinnacle of this world… But I still have a way to go! ’ ‘If you break through to the Courage Realm, open the Niwan Palace, and have spiritual powers... maybe you can try manipulation, maybe it can work? ’ When the time comes, this puppet will be an excellent experimental subject. "Um?" After shopping around for a few times, Fang Xing was about to leave when he saw a petite and cute female cultivator coming to set up a stall, and his eyes lit up. Looking at the signature flag played by the other party, it clearly had the Qingye mark of Qingdanfang on it. I felt more confident and quickly stepped forward: "Miss Xiaorui..." "Who are you?" Xiaorui looked up, obviously not recognizing Fang Xing in disguise. "Haha, I bought several bottles of elixirs from Miss Xiaorui back then. It's normal for the girl to not remember... Are these the ones you set up in the stall genuine from Qingdanfang?" Fang Xing looked at the bottles and jars. "Of course, the seal of the jade bottle and the spirit-sealing talisman are in good condition, fellow Taoists can check at will..." Xiaorui made a please gesture. "No, no, I can trust fellow Taoist..." Fang Xing's eyes flashed, and he had already collected all the elixirs in his eyes, and asked seriously: "I wonder if you can collect elixirs here, girl?" "Of course they are collected, alas... Since the beast tide, our original team of herb collectors in Qingdanfang has dispersed. Now it is not easy to open the furnace again..." Xiao Rui sighed, but heard Fang Xing's expression change. It seems that Qingdanfang is a bit unlucky this time, not even the precious alchemist escaped... He calmed down and looked for the pills he needed: "Tiger Marrow Pill...and the 'Qi-Building Pill' suitable for the cultivation of innate warriors...give me ten bottles of each!" When Xiaorui heard this, she immediately beamed. This is a big customer. Not only are there rich spiritual stones, but there are also so many spiritual herbs. He is obviously an extremely powerful herbal collector, and there is even a force of herbal collectors behind him.
‘Could it be the Yaowang Gang? ’ Xiao Rui thought to herself, picked up a piece of spiritual grass brought by Fang Xing, and gave an estimate: "Erosion Immortal Grass, originally three spiritual stones per plant, but now it is difficult to receive the goods, I can give you five more spiritual sands..." In the end, Fang Xing gave most of the package of elixirs to Xiaorui, and also handed over a lot of spiritual stones, so he had to secretly lament the alchemist's huge profits. ‘After walking in such a circle, I feel that the greed in the air has almost solidified...' Fang Xing found a corner in the market and sat cross-legged with the 'Tiger Sword' he just bought on his knees, sneering in his heart. At this time, he pressed the knife with his hand and injected the inner breath of the jade, which is the innate true energy. Under the infusion of Xiantian Qi, he gradually refined this blood refining weapon and learned how to use it. 'The Tiger Saber, after being filled with innate true energy, can fly in the air, but the furthest distance from its owner cannot be more than a hundred steps. In terms of power, it is equivalent to ordinary low-grade magic weapons...' 'In addition, there is also a formation of 'Wind Blade Technique' engraved on the blade. After being filled with Xiantian Qi, a 'Wind Blade Technique' can be stimulated. Its power is similar to that of Wind Blade Technique...' ‘That’s it? ’ After actually refining a blood refining weapon, Fang Xing suddenly felt that it was the right choice for him not to use blood essence to refine the Black Pattern Sword before. ‘A congenital master’s control of a blood refining magic weapon is actually similar to that of a monk in the early stages of Qi training using a low-grade magic weapon… I can kill ten of these things with one sword strike! ’ If Fang Xing now holds the Tiger Saber and uses the Ghost Sword Technique, his speed and power will far exceed those of the Blood Refining Artifact. A warrior is a warrior, and the methods of imitating immortal cultivators are just imitations. Unless... the power of the blood refining magic weapon is comparable to that of a first-class high-grade magic weapon, or it has special functions, he can take a second look at it. ‘Sure enough, am I suitable to rush up and stab someone with a knife? ’ Fang Xing suddenly felt a little melancholy! Then, he saw a group of people coming over, and their target was him!