Chapter 74 Unexpected News
Lin Shan took his belongings to the Artifact Refining Pavilion and asked how to recycle the magic weapon.
The shopkeeper took out a magnifying glass, which seemed to be a "detection instrument". He leaned on the counter and leaned over his presbyopia and began to examine it carefully.
About a quarter of an hour later, the shopkeeper put away his family heirlooms. Looking at the two magic weapons in front of him, he shook his head at Lin Shan:
"This low-level magic weapon, the Fine Iron Sword, has two chipped blades. It must have been damaged by external forces. It is barely priced at 5 spiritual stones."
"This insect breeding tower is complete, but because it was previously raised by flying ants, most of it was destroyed by the internal gnawing, so it can only be priced at 7 spiritual stones."
After hearing this, Lin Shan couldn't help but frown: "Shopkeeper, if you take out these two magic weapons and use them now, their effects are no different from normal low-level magic weapons. You are cutting the price too hard!"
The shopkeeper picked at his mustache and said, "Your two magic weapons only look fine, but in fact they are very seriously damaged and will be completely scrapped after just a few uses. The price of scrap metal will then be high, so while you still have it now, Be satisfied if you can return to your roots! ”
Lin Shan curled his lips. He didn't believe this at all. Others might have been doubtful, but he, Lin Shan, was cheating! The enhancement panel didn't even mention the hidden dangers of these two magic weapons. You, a little shopkeeper, are just making nonsense!
When Lin Shan saw that he was talking about running a train, he didn't talk nonsense, took back the magic weapon and turned around to leave.
Crossing a street, we came to Baibao Pavilion.
Baibao Pavilion also accepted everything. Lin Shan took out two magic weapons again. It turned out that the appraiser here was more reliable, but the price they gave was not high, one was 8 spiritual stones, and the other was 10 fast spiritual stones.
Lin Shan thought about it for a while, and the difference was beyond his expectation.
After all, the market price of the Fine Iron Magic Sword is 20 Spirit Stones, and the Insect Breeding Tower is 30 Spirit Stones. These two are obviously in good use now. It is better to set up a stall and sell them as second-hand magical weapons to see if they can be transferred.
So he took back the two magic weapons, took out the remains of the Soul Wooden Fish, and looked at the appraiser with burning eyes.
When the appraiser behind the counter saw the Soul Muyu, his eyes immediately straightened!
He secretly glanced at Lin Shan and found that he was staring at him intently.
I had to pretend to cough, and then pretended to take out a "needle"-shaped magic weapon to appraise it. It seems that every appraiser has a "eating guy", watching him twist the needle and drill it all the time. Go, it looks very professional.
"Well, it seems to be the remains of some kind of wooden fish weapon. Just count it as two spiritual stones."
The appraiser pretended to look like you've made a lot of money.
Lin Shan sneered: "This is the remains of the high-level magic weapon Soul Wooden Fish. My elders personally fought with the Black Lotus envoys and gave it to me after destroying it!"
Lin Shan not only pointed out the origin of this soul wooden fish, but also vaguely warned the appraiser that he had a backend.
After hearing this, the appraiser looked embarrassed and wanted to know the origin. Did you tell me earlier? How hurtful this is!
Now I had no choice but to quote again: "Well, the remains of a high-level magic weapon, but the damage is too serious, only half of it is left. You look at the edge, tsk tsk tsk, how about 20 spiritual stones?"
Lin Shan said expressionlessly: "The material of this high-level magic weapon is three-hundred-year-old soul wood. Just the recycling of the third-level soul wood, the market price is no less than 100 spirit stones!"
The appraiser looked embarrassed again. If you knew the material, you should have told me earlier! How hurtful this is!
I had no choice but to quote again: "This soul wood doesn't weigh much, and it seems to have been struck by lightning, causing the spirit patterns to scatter. 40 spirit stones!"
After haggling together, the final price of 45 spirit stones was settled, and Lin Shan walked out of Baibao Pavilion tiredly.
These profiteers are nothing!
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When we came to the stall area, the flow of people seemed to be good today.
Lin Shan picked a place and set up a stall by himself, putting together his weapon refining experience and low-level magic weapon swords, and priced them at 30 spirit stones. The experience of controlling beasts and the small insect breeding tower are put together, and the price is 40 spirit stones. After all, "Experiences of Refining Weapons" and "Experiences of Controlling Beasts" are two beginner's textbooks in the Six Arts of Cultivation. They also sell for 20 spirit stones in the store. The Fine Iron Sword and the Insect Breeding Tower also cost 20 and 30 spirit stones respectively. Bundle them like this. Sales are not a disadvantage for casual cultivators who want to buy second-hand goods.
When the weather slowly approached noon, monks came to set up stalls from both sides of Linshan.
By coincidence, the one on the left happened to be the talisman stall owner who sold his blood-burning talisman and invisibility talisman that day, and on the right was the spell stall owner who sold his hurricane spell. These two people seemed to be good friends. They had just finished hanging around and had no idea where they were. When they came to the stall area, they didn't have a good place, so they had to go to Linshan to make do.
Now these two "second generation fake immortals" who secretly came out to resell without telling the elders of the family, happened to be sandwiching him on the left and right.
"What a coincidence, I am that day." Lin Shan introduced himself.
The two of them suddenly realized it, and they didn't know whether they really remembered it or had forgotten it a long time ago, and then the three of them started talking to each other.
When the three of them were setting up a stall, they were bored, bragging to each other, and chatting about all kinds of things.
The talisman stall owner told the story of following his family elders to the East China Sea and meeting the mermaid princess;
The magic stall owner told the story of how he followed his family elders to the Western Desert and encountered an ancient Buddhist cave in the desert;
Lin Shan told the story of how he followed the elders of the sect to southern Xinjiang to kill the envoys of the Black Lotus Sect, a powerful demon sect.
The three of them praised each other, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. They wanted to kill chickens and cows, swear on blood, and swore sworn vows in the street.
Until midway when they talked about the "Yichuan Auction", Lin Shan became silent and listened to the two bragging quietly.
Spell Stall Owner: "Speaking of it, the Yichuan Auction holds a small event every year and a big event every five years. This year happens to be a large-scale auction. Maybe there will be good things leaked out."
Talisman stall owner: "The final treasure of last year's small auction was the small magical talisman refined by the great grandfather of my clan - the Fire Burning Sky Talisman!"
Spell stall owner: "Brother Taoist Murong's family is indeed very powerful. It's really enviable to have Jindan Zhenren in charge!"
Talisman stall owner: "No matter where you are, Brother Dao's family is not bad either!"
Spell stall owner: "I heard that there will be a Foundation Building Pill in the auction this year. Brother Tao, have you heard about it?"
Talisman stall owner: "This is already known to all the major cultivation families. It is said that ten foundation-building pills sold for a total of 50,000 spirit stones last time, which is almost as high as the price of magic weapon fragments!"
Spell stall owner: "Yes, there are fewer and fewer old spiritual flowers and spiritual grass in the world of immortality. The cultivation cycle of spiritual plants in various sects and aristocratic families cannot match the frequency of use. The lack of middle- and low-level monks is worrying. Ah!”
Talisman stall owner: "That's right."
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The two monks, who were only in the Qi training period, began to discuss the world's major events in the world of immortality, giving advice and writing passionately.
Lin Shan listened in the middle with his ears pricked up and heard a lot of useful information. After all, he was practicing all day long and had few local friends. He was blind to what was happening outside the window and had no way to get this information.
After hearing about the large-scale auction in Yichuan three days later, the minimum entry threshold required late-stage Qi training. He quietly calculated, and it seemed that it was still too late to break through before then.
Especially when the two men mentioned in the next words that the auction is currently accepting consignments for auction, and the items sent for auction must at best be mid-level spiritual objects, my heart suddenly moved.
He actually has two mid-level items in his hand, one is the Cold Iron Sword and the other is the Purple Spirit Fruit Core.
Of course I can't sell the Cold Iron Sword. Maybe I can give the Purple Spirit Fruit core a try?
(End of chapter)