Chapter 519: Violent Technique!
Wei Hong slowly walked into the black market.
On both sides of the street, various stalls were placed half a foot apart and arranged side by side in two rows, which looked quite neat.
Just looking at it, the painting style is very different from the previous stall.
Because those who dare to set up stalls now are either powerful, extremely confident in themselves, or have joined a powerful group and are not afraid of others taking advantage of others.
So when Wei Hong looked around, he saw that the stall owners in each stall basically looked fierce and cold, and they all exuded a strong aura. They were not easy to mess with at first glance, so the atmosphere of the entire black market seemed a bit dignified.
If an ordinary cultivator who had just entered the world of immortality came here, he would probably be frightened.
Wei Hong didn't take it seriously at all. After entering the black market, he looked at the materials on each stall with great interest.
"Huh? Is this a stall selling magic weapons and spells?"
Wei Hong paused and immediately stopped in front of the first stall.
He approached and knelt down, picked up a jade slip and placed it in the middle of his eyebrows.
The fierce-looking monk opposite him just glanced at him casually and didn't pay attention.
Soon, Wei Hong took the jade slip away from his eyebrows, and then whispered softly: "A first-level high-grade violent technique?"
After that, he put down the jade slip and then picked up the other one and looked at it again.
It didn't take long for Wei Hong to look at all the more than ten jade slips on the stall.
However, he pondered for a moment, but did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked at the other side of the stall, where seven or eight magical instruments were placed.
Among them were two flying swords, two flying knives, a dark spiritual shield and three magic robes. Each magic weapon exuded a faint spiritual light. Wei Hong knew at a glance that these were all first-class high-grade ones. Magical weapon.
He did not expect that at any stall in the black market, there would be seven or eight first-grade high-grade magic weapons, as well as more than a dozen first-grade high-grade spells, which made him feel very incredible.
If this were normal times, how could we see such a stall?
Except for a few large shops such as Zhenbao Pavilion, it is impossible for anyone to set up stalls with so many good things.
After watching for a while, Wei Hong did not inspect the magical artifacts. Instead, he looked up at the stall owner and asked, "Fellow Taoist, how do you sell these magical artifacts and spells in your stall?"
The fierce-looking middle-aged monk glanced at Wei Hong, and then replied coldly: "Bartering, if you have a high-grade evil-killing talisman, five of them can be exchanged for a jade slip, and ten of them can be exchanged for a magic spell." If it’s a first-level mid-grade Fierce Sun Talisman, then ten of them will be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty of them will be exchanged for a magic weapon.”
"If you have first-level high-grade spiritual rice, you can also exchange it with monster meat. Ten kilograms of spiritual rice or ten kilograms of monster meat can be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty kilograms can be exchanged for a magic weapon."
"Other talismans that can pose a threat to Weirdness can also be exchanged, but nothing else is required."
After finishing speaking, the stall owner looked at Wei Hong with hope.
Wei Hong was a little puzzled at first, and then a little amused immediately. He knew that the stall owner probably thought that he had a talisman to exorcise evil spirits, so he hoped to trade with him.
But Wei Hong pretended to be reluctant and shook his head and sighed: "Oh, it's a pity. I would like to change it, but I don't have the talisman that my fellow Taoist needs!"
After that, he didn't bother to say anything more to the stall owner. He stood up and walked to another stall without any intention of buying.
Wei Hong is not stupid. He has just visited a stall now. He is not yet clear about the situation in this black market. Whether it is the current market price or market conditions, he is blind. He will not take action rashly before he understands these problems. Buy.
The most important thing is that he doesn't want to immediately reveal that he has an exorcism-like talisman. As long as he has not exposed any details, these stall owners should not dare to do anything regardless of their background.
Sure enough, when Wei Hong stood up and left, the fierce-looking middle-aged stall owner's eyes flashed fiercely, but he just glanced at Wei Hong coldly, and then turned his head again.
Wei Hong had already walked to another stall and squatted down again.
This is a stall that sells spiritual rice and monster meat, which are also the daily necessities he urgently needs.
Wei Hong looked expressionless at this time, and his inner thoughts could not be seen at all.
This time he directly asked the price: "Fellow Taoist, how do you sell these spiritual rice and monster meat?"
Opposite him was an old monk with a withered face, and his eyes were like a poisonous snake that was about to explode and bite people at any moment.
After hearing Wei Hong's question, he immediately replied coldly: "The price of first-order middle-grade spiritual rice is the same as that of monster meat, the first-order high-grade evil-killing talisman is worth ten kilograms each, and the first-order middle-grade Lieyang is the same price." One talisman is worth five pounds."
"As for the first-grade high-grade spiritual rice and monster meat, one evil-killing talisman can be exchanged for five kilograms, and one burning sun talisman can be exchanged for two kilograms."
"Other first-level high-grade talismans are also acceptable, but it depends on the specific talisman."
"How much do you want, fellow Taoist?"
Wei Hong's face seemed to be troubled. He hesitated and asked, "Fellow Taoist, do you only have talismans here that can be exchanged for spiritual rice and monster meat? I don't have the talismans you mentioned either!"
"Huh? There are no talismans?" The old monk with a withered face frowned, and then waved his hands impatiently: "Forget it, if you really don't have any talismans, you can buy them with spiritual stones. The first-level mid-grade ones Spiritual rice and monster meat cost fifteen spirit stones per pound, and first-level high-grade ones cost thirty spirit stones per pound.”
"What? The first-level middle-grade spiritual rice costs fifteen spiritual stones per pound? The first-order high-grade spiritual rice costs thirty spiritual stones per pound?"
Wei Hong was still a little stunned after hearing the price.
In comparison, this price is at least twenty times more expensive than in previous periods.
In other words, whether it is spiritual rice, monster meat, or various types of talismans to exorcise evil spirits, the current market price is at least twenty times more expensive than before, or even higher.
Although Wei Hong had expected this, he did not expect that the price would skyrocket so wildly.
You know, that’s a full twenty times more!
In the past, this would have been unthinkable.
But now, these supplies were clearly placed in front of him, and the price was actually told to him. He could buy it or not.
It can be said that Wei Hong received his first surprise after entering this black market, but this surprise made him very helpless, but he could only accept it.
There is no way, if he doesn't buy it, someone else will.
"No, we still have to take a closer look before we speak, don't make a move rashly!"
Such a thought flashed through Wei Hong's mind.
(End of chapter)