Generally speaking, the protagonist is very likely to pick up a fragment of a certain ancient weapon in this stall, and then wake up the sleeping sword spirit inside, and then start the puzzle journey of the artifact, cheating all the way to the pinnacle of life.
Of course, Ning Xia was just thinking about it. After all, this was her real life and not a novel. Moreover, even if she really meets a sword spirit or some kind of spiritual grandfather, the first thing she worries about is whether the other party will seize her body instead of the illusory chance.
These thoughts passed through Ningxia's mind. What a joke. The possibility of picking up fragments of artifacts in the vast world of cultivation was smaller than winning the lottery, so she just took a look.
"Fellow Taoist, feel free to pick and choose. What I have here are all objects unearthed from the ruins. Do you think they are suitable for your eyes?" The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a fourth level of Qi training.
Judging from the age of this stall owner, his cultivation level is so low, he seems to be a casual cultivator. Thinking of this, Ningxia felt a little emotional. In the world of cultivation, resources are really important. He is backed by a great sect, and with good luck, he is already at the sixth level of Qi training. She doesn't have to struggle at the bottom of the world of cultivation like the other person, which can be regarded as God's favor for her.
Most of the weapons on display in this stall are rust-colored metal weapons. They look very old. Many of the swords still have emblems engraved on them, but I don't know which sect they belong to.
Ningxia feels that these things are very likely to be true. Why do you say that? It seemed that the daggers had been oxidized to the inside. She just touched them lightly, and the surface of the sword peeled off.
Just kidding, even if these things are really ancient things, will your conscience hurt if you sell such things that may oxidize at any time to others? Ningxia raised her head speechlessly and faced the middle-aged man who also looked embarrassed and guilty.
"You only need to spend one spiritual stone to take away ten of them, just take your pick."
No matter what, Ning Xia said that he could barely understand it. It was not easy to make a living. Besides, the price of the other party was as crazy as ten pieces of spiritual stones for one piece. Anything more would be too much.
Anyway, she didn't plan to buy these "antiques" at first. Her goal was the pile of jade slips next to her, and maybe she could get some interesting biographies and novels.
Ningxia, who lives in the era of information explosion, has never been able to adapt to the boring life now. After coming to the world of cultivation, she saw new hope. After losing the Internet, she became obsessed with this useless jade slip in the world of cultivation, which made her in such a world. Find a little fun in the boring ancient life. For this reason, she was very willing to waste a few spiritual stones to buy this kind of "junk" in the eyes of others.
"Fellow Taoist, I've got all the jade slips here. Can you give them to me at a cheaper price?" The stall owner saw that Ning Xia was looking at all the weapons with great interest. When he heard her voice, he thought he wanted to buy them, but unexpectedly the other party wanted to buy them. What came down was the discarded jade slip he brought out.
"Eh? This is a jade slip produced in the early years. It is worthless when it is outdated. It has never been sold. The price is not appropriate. I don't want to take advantage of you. Why don't you buy twenty weapon fragments and pay two yuan? Lingshi, can these jade slips be used as accompaniment?"
Ning Xia refused without thinking. Why did she spend money to buy a bunch of old pieces that she couldn't use and go back to hold a seat? Besides, the sword fragments were picked up from the ruins. I don’t know which dead people’s relics they were, so I thought it was a little strange.
"Wrap up every spiritual stone for me." The stall owner was naturally willing. He was lucky to exchange these dozen jade slips for a spiritual stone. The little girl is so generous and has a high level of cultivation. She looks like a disciple of a big sect. A casual cultivator like him who has just started is not envious of her.
Because Ningxia's storage bag ran out of space, she asked the stall owner to wrap the jade slips in furoshiki.
Suddenly a broken sword caught her attention. After the stall owner removed the jade slip, Ningxia saw this strange broken sword. This fragment is completely black, and it can be seen that it is the edge of a sword but it has no edge, which is a bit strange. There are still some black spots on the sword, making the whole thing uncomfortable to look at.
And she didn't know why this thing had an inexplicable attraction to her, and there was a faint consciousness urging her to get it.
She obviously looked at something evil, and reason told her not to touch it, but she touched it uncontrollably. Just when she was about to touch the broken sword, her other hand picked up the fragment before her.
Ouch! Whoever did it is so...nice. She doesn't want this evil thing. Is that an evil soldier? Why couldn't she control her hand? Ningxia couldn't wait to see who the good person was who took over this hot potato for her.
Wow! The man looks too good. With such a good looks, he is unlikely to be cannon fodder, and he can definitely be regarded as a male partner.
He smiled slightly at Ning Xia, even though she was used to seeing beautiful men in modern times, she blushed a little.
"Fellow Taoist, I took this broken sword. I wonder if you mind."
"It's okay, I just took a look." Anyway, Ningxia had no intention of buying this thing in the first place. He just touched the fragment as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. It was a bit creepy to think about it now, and she wished she could stay away from that thing.
With the episode just now, even with the presence of a top-notch handsome man, Ningxia couldn't make Ningxia want to stay here for one more second. She quickly paid the spirit stone, took the baggage from the stall owner and left. Only the handsome male cultivator was left squatting at the stall to pick and choose.
"That's it. That's good." Ning Xia stood up and didn't notice the man squatting in the stall holding the broken sword tightly, his right hand trembling slightly. Finally found……
The two people who met by chance walked in different directions.
