"What? Have you heard of me?" the man asked with one eye half-closed, as if opening one more eye would require more effort.
"No," Mu Ziyun said with a smile, "I just came here, and I'm not familiar with all the ways. However, all practitioners who can be called 'immortals' are definitely not ordinary people. Although they don't know each other, the juniors This is also polite." Mu Ziyun folded his hands and bowed, but this set of etiquette did not apply to this world.
The man raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said with a friendly smile: "We are not interested in this. There are too many species of creatures, and not all human rules can be brought out. Take a look, little brother, what kind of things do you like? I’ll make it cheaper for you.”
"Dare you ask me your senior's name?" Mu Ziyun said with a smile.
"There is nothing noble or noble. I am just a mortal. I do small business and earn a little money. My name is Ge Yuan. We of the same clan are related thousands of miles apart in this big world. Just call me Brother Yuan'er." This man's name is Ge Yuan. Ge Yuan's Sword Immortal looks very slovenly, as if he has never woken up, but his simple clothes are very clean, and there is not a trace of dirt in his nails. Although he is smiling when he looks at people, his eyes are calm and not much troubled, no The meaning of ruthlessness is actually the feeling of ordinary people with some responsibilities.
Mu Ziyun looked at his breath, which was steady and light. Except for yawning from time to time, his breath was very peaceful. His body was actually not strong, and there were no scars. He did not look like a cultivator. In the original world, or in Mu Ziyun's previous practice experience, if one could not tell the level of the other party, it was because the gap in strength between the two was too large, or some very special means were used to hide it. But as long as this guy is not a liar, he must be a good person who can be called an "immortal".
The bells were familiar to me, and I called out "Brother Yuan'er" with just one mouthful. He touched a small vase of pure white porcelain with a tall thin neck and asked, "What's the origin of this thing? I can't tell any secrets."
"Oh... this thing... let me think about it..." Ge Yuan smacked his lips a few times and muttered, "It has been a few years and has not been sold. It is called... a relief bottle. ? Oh no, Boruo Guanyin Vase, yes, that’s the name." Then he looked up to the sky and began to recall, "I remember I won it from a fake monk, eh... it happened a long time ago Yes, this bottle was originally a treasure of the village in the mountains. It has been used to feed people for hundreds of generations. But it was deceived by that smelly monk. I finally chased it back, but when it was returned to the village, the bottle of People have moved away.”
"What's it for?"
Ge Yuan asked Ling Ding to hold the bottle in his hand, then moved to the root of the banyan tree on the side, and then sent energy to the bottle. As a result, clear water began to flow out continuously from the one-foot-tall porcelain bottle. The bell praised its magic, and Ge Yuan praised: "Don't underestimate this small bottle. If you have enough energy, you can build a big lake without any problem. Water will always come out without stopping. It's a pity that it's only for those who know water magic." It’s of great use, so I’ll forget about it, I can’t think of any other uses besides quenching my thirst.”
Mu Ziyun wanted to take out "The Wind Record" to find out the details of this vial, but he was afraid that the treasure might be targeted by evil people after it appeared, so he held back.
Lingdang asked again: "It's fun, how can I sell this?"
"Stain..." Ge Yuan looked like he had a headache, thought lazily, and replied lazily: "If you think it's good, just...we come from different places, and we use different money. There is an unwritten rule among the clans. When buying and selling with each other, you must either exchange something of equal value or pay other prices to complete one or more things assigned by the seller. I have nothing to do. Do you two have any treasures? If No, at the very least, you can just get gold. People like this thing everywhere, and other races also use it. For gold...just give me a hundred thousand taels?"
Mu Ziyun almost choked to death with his spit, but he couldn't pretend to be calm and blurted out: "One hundred thousand taels, why didn't you say a few hundred million?"
"Hey," Ge Yuan waved his hands and said lazily and seriously, "I don't know how to use this thing. It's not worth that much to me yet. Is it more than one hundred thousand taels? How about taking half..."
Mu Ziyun watched this guy put his hands into his sleeves and sit cross-legged with a lazy and indifferent look on his face. The respect that had just sprouted in his heart disappeared, and then he felt a deep sense of "hatred of the rich". , I cursed in my heart that the so-called earning a little money, one hundred thousand taels of gold, could feed more than a thousand generations in Tai'er Village, Huzhou. How could he, a person from a poor mountain valley, afford it? I'm afraid it would be one thousand taels. I've never seen the two golden ones before.
Mu Ziyun's cheeks twitched, and he said with a weird smile: "You... you are a bit indebted, Brother Yuan, is this called small business? You are really a poor person."
Lingdang had seen the scene, chuckled, and said: "Look at us, even if we carry a few hundred taels of gold, we have to carry a big baggage. How can we carry a hundred thousand taels with us? It's too expensive, too expensive, and there is nothing else." Selling method?”
Ge Yuan sighed deeply and said: "So I am just a poor person... If I can sell one piece, I will burn high incense. By the way, these are genuine and good treasures. Why is there no one?" I know the goods."
Mu Ziyun summoned the fire beads from his heart, showed off to Ge Yuan for a while, and asked proudly: "Brother Yuan'er, look at how much gold this pillar of mine is worth."
Ge Yuan drooped his eyelids, glanced at it, and said, "You can't exchange it for me. This bead of yours can hold ten Guanyin bottles."
"Oh?" Mu Ziyun pretended to be surprised, "How do you say that?"
Ge Yuan leaned to one side, held his head with one hand and said: "Generally, treasures cannot be classified into three or six grades. How well they can perform depends not on their own strength, but on the user. Like this bottle, it knows how to use water." When a person uses it, his strength can jump several levels, but in my hand, it is just a bottle for drinking water. But all treasures, as long as they are living, even if they are ordinary things, can reach the highest level in one step, because A living weapon is not restricted by its user and can definitely display its true abilities. There are also extraordinary weapons that can evolve and perfect themselves at any time. For such a treasure, all creatures in the world are vying for it. Look, I have one right in front of me."
Mu Ziyun looked at the fire beads and asked, "What does it mean to create a weapon?"
"Oh?" Ge Yuan stared at Mu Ziyun meaningfully and said, "Isn't it alive? I can clearly see the color of its soul."
Mu Ziyun was shocked. He and Huozhu didn't release any aura, but Ge Yuan could detect the soul inside the fire bead. Ge Yuan stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Ziyun out of thin air. The fire bead seemed to be pushed back gently by a gust of wind and penetrated into Mu Ziyun's heart. Ge Yuan reminded in a low voice: "Don't show off that treasure again." Well, all living beings come here for weapons and treasures. Treasures give birth to souls, which can be compared to artifacts. There are many treasures in the world. No matter how precious they are, there are limits, but the appearance of artifacts..." Ge Yuan came closer and said: "But it will make Creatures are going crazy... Don't worry, all the blacksmiths in the blacksmithing town can detect that you have a bead, but no one except me will notice that it has a soul."
"Thank you, thank you so much." Mu Ziyun quickly put the fire ball back into his heart and looked around.
Ge Yuan returned to his laziness and said, "Oh, are all children so arrogant? You are showing off everywhere with a magical weapon. It seems that you have been beaten a lot in the past."
Mu Ziyun's face twitched, and he replied with a smile: "That's not true. Anyone who dares to come and rob will not end well."
"The younger generation is terrible, the children are about to catch up with us old people..."
"I said...Brother Yuan'er?"
"Um?"
Mu Ziyun burst out, pointed at Ge Yuan and said angrily: "Why do I look at you so uncomfortable! How old are you, and I am your descendant? By the way, how old are you? Look at your appearance. Fifty is already here! You said you were thirty-two? Who would believe it... Look at you again..."
Lingdang forced Mu Ziyun down, who was cursing, and cried and laughed at Ge Yuan, "How funny... ha..."
"It's okay, it's okay..." Ge Yuan said magnanimously, "Children, you can understand, that's right!" Ge Yuan suddenly said in a bright voice, "There is another way, you don't have to pay, as long as you can provide me with something A little bit of news about a treasure, as long as it is true, even a few words are worth the Guanyin bottle."
"Oh? Brother Yuan'er, what do you want to ask?"
Ge Yuan said: "It's a medicinal herb, and its name is 'Longevity Flower'. I don't know what's special about it, but I just need to find it."
"Ah? Why are you also looking for the longevity flower? Do you also want to live forever?"
Mu Ziyun became quiet when he heard the longevity flower. Ge Yuan asked curiously: "Are you looking for it too?"
Mu Ziyun nodded and grunted. Ge Yuan stared at Mu Ziyun's face. After a moment, he lazily said with a look of disgust and disdain: "By the way, what do children think about all day long? It's a pity that adults want to live longer. I understand, why do children want to live forever now?"
Mu Ziyun, whose face was covered with black lines, gritted his teeth and smiled: "I just want to live longer, but that's not possible."
Ge Yuan sighed and said lazily: "Young man, there are still many things in this world that you haven't enjoyed yet. It's better to spend your time traveling around the world. When you reach Brother Yuan'er's age, then you can It’s too late to think about immortality.”
Ling Dang smiled apologetically and pressed down Mu Ziyun's instantly red-hot hands. Ge Yuan's eyes were bright and he said, "Yo? Young man, you are so powerful for being so violent."
"Hehehe..." Mu Ziyun said with a sinister smile, "I suddenly thought of a way to get good things without using money." Then he stared at Ge Yuan with golden eyes, "Give me the good things." Come out, I will spare your life!"
