Wang San heard from her words that she was not from Zhongzhou and was leaving after the Five States Conference.
"If Fairy Ning is worried about the trouble of getting the magic weapon, don't worry about it. You just need to leave an address and add a spiritual stone fee, and our Xuanying Pavilion will send monks to deliver the items to you."
He took out a booklet and handed it to Ning Fusang: "This is the introduction of our Xuanying Pavilion weapon refiners. Fairy Ning can take a look and think about it slowly. After making a decision, just call Wang."
Xuanying Pavilion's business is booming, but there are not enough manpower, so Wang San has to go and greet other customers. Ning Fusang nodded and looked through the booklet at hand.
The first one on the list is a master of weapon refining, who is good at refining offensive magic weapons. On it is his former work - Jiu Feng Yi Dao.
The blade of the sword is so beautiful that even in pictures, you can see its brilliance and magnificence.
Looking back, he is also a master of weapon refining, specializing in defensive magic weapons. For example, the black tortoise shield is designed after the image of Xuanwu. The black tortoise shell is engraved with water ripples, which is mysterious and solemn. This weapon maker's style is versatile. He can design majestic shields, as well as exquisite and exquisite objects that look like hairpins in a woman's hair.
An orange and red carp-shaped hairpin appeared on the paper, with an introduction written underneath. The fish hairpin recognizes its owner by dripping blood. The defensive effect is passively triggered and can resist the fatal blow of the seventh-level monk. The effect when the magic weapon is triggered is also painted on the back. Three thousand spiritual threads, like a school of fish, wrapped around the monk's body.
Anyway, looking at it, the picture is quite magnificent and dreamy.
Ning Fusang's eyes were not much surprised by such a magical weapon.
She had seen the divine turtle jade of Xiu Qingchen, the daughter of the Miaoyin Sect, which was about the same size as an ordinary jade slip. It was not flashy. With a little spiritual power, it built a plain, radiant barrier that was indestructible.
Ning Fusang only broke her turtle jade with a sword that was cultivated in the ninth level. Qing Chen's Divine Turtle Jade has been used several times, otherwise it may not be impossible to withstand Zhijing's fatal blow. Not to mention safe and sound, at least there is a chance to escape.
After turning to the last page, Ning Fusang probably had a few interested candidates in his mind. After flipping through the book again, she put a bookmark on the introduction page of a weapon refiner named Qiu, and went to Wang San to finalize the follow-up process.
"Master Qiu Ziming?" Wang San looked at the weapon refiner chosen by Ning Fusang and raised his eyes, "Is Fairy Ning sure about choosing Master Qiu?"
"Yeah." She thought about it carefully.
Although Qiu Ziming is only a master of weapon refinement and not a master, the magic weapons and magic weapons he forges are very innovative.
From the introduction page of the magical weapon, Ning Fusang could tell that the other party was a thoughtful person. And it just so happened that the magic weapon she needed was a bit eccentric in terms of requirements.
Ning Fusang intuitively knew that only the master of weapon refinement named Qiu Ziming could achieve her request.
Wang San's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "Master Qiu has an eccentric personality. He only forges the magic weapons that he is interested in. In addition to choosing customers, he also chooses employers. Wang is not pouring cold water on Fairy Ning, but Xuanying Pavilion has always done business. "Be honest and responsible, so Wang wants to remind Fairy Ning that Master Qiu may refuse to forge a magic weapon for Fairy Ning, and I hope Fairy Ning will forgive me."
"But since Fairy Ning has chosen Master Qiu to forge the magic weapon, we at Xuanying Pavilion will help Fairy Ning contact Master Qiu and ask for his opinion. Once there is a result, Wang will inform Fairy."
Ning Fusang expressed her understanding. She gave a sketch and her own letter of appeal to Wang San: "Please, fellow Taoist, please send these two things to Master Qiu for reference."
"It's natural."
Wang San accepted the sketch, asked Ning Fusang's address, remembered it in his heart, and sent her to the door.
"There will be news in three days at most. Whether it succeeds or not, Wang will send someone to Feixue Tower to inform Fairy Ning immediately."
Feixue Tower, also known as Lingzhou Immortal Sect, is the foothold of Zhongzhou City.
After handling this matter, Ning Fusang had some free time and wandered around Zhongzhou City to appreciate the customs and customs of Miaoxing Prefecture.
Zhongmiaoxing Prefecture has an advantageous geographical location. It gathers the natural treasures of the four prefectures and is very prosperous. No matter which prefecture's specialties it is, they are all sold in the shops.
In order to facilitate the monks' transactions, the lord of Zhongzhou City also specially set aside an area to serve as a temporary market. In layman's terms, it was a place to set up stalls.
In a market like this, the monks who set up stalls come from all over the world, so the possibility of picking up treasures is greater, and you can encounter any rare treasures.
Ning Fusang saw the crowds there, so she didn't go over to join in the fun. It looked so crowded.
After wandering aimlessly for a while, he unknowingly came to a magnificent tall building. Ning Fusang looked up and saw the words "Fengyunfang" written on the plaque.
Just looking at the name, you can't tell what it does, but Ning Fusang's five senses are clear, and the sounds of rolling dice, pushing cards, shaking spiritual stones, and the people's surprises, cheers, and sighs are intertwined in his ears.
This is a gambling house.
The size is huge and the business is very good, which is very rare in Lingzhou.
Ning Fusang had no interest in going in, but the silkworm spirit in the Dantian shouted: "Wait, don't leave yet. I seem to sense a very special aura."
After all, Silkworm Spirit also belongs to the demon clan. The perception of breath by demonic beasts is sharper than that of humans. Ning Fusang asked Qianyuan again.
It said warmly: "I didn't notice any difference."
Silkworm Spirit snorted: "That's the breath of the Fourth Age. It's hidden in the earth and rocks. It's extremely weak. Of course you can't detect it."
"Fuso, I'm pretty sure that the thing is in Fengyunfang. If you go in and look around, you might be able to find it."
Ning Fusang was moved. How could she not be curious about things from the last era?
She left Silkworm Ling, a waste who only ate spiritual power, in fact, just to ask more about things from the previous era.
Ning Fusang turned around and walked into Fengyunfang.
Tall screens separated the gambling tables. Everywhere there were monks of all kinds, huddled together. The colorful spiritual stones on the table were piled up like a mountain, which was jaw-dropping.
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to place a bet?"
"If you bet without losing, you won't be a husband if you don't have the guts. Fellow Taoist, you seek wealth and wealth in danger. Be brave and raise your bet. Why are you so picky?"
"Buy it and leave it, no regrets after spending the money, go!"
"I told you to buy small, buy small. If you don't believe me, will you pay the penalty?"
"..."
There was a lot of noise, which made Ning Fusang frown.
"Have you sensed the whereabouts of things?" she asked Silkworm Spirit.
At the same time, Ning Fusang was also thinking, even if she found something, it belonged to the gambling house. How could she take it away without anyone noticing?
She doesn’t know how to use Miao Kongmen.
Silkworm Spirit Gulu popped his head out of the water and said with a guilty conscience: "The breath is still far away from us."
Ning Fusang looked up and said, "That should be upstairs."
She looked around and found the stairs in a hidden place. There was a monk guarding the ladder. He saw that she was going upstairs, but he did not stop her.
The second floor is still a casino, but it is much quieter than the one below.
Different gambling methods are conducted in different private rooms.
(End of chapter)