This woman was even three months old. Zhang Yuanqing had to lament the wonder of fate and the impermanence of fate. There was such a coincidence in the world.
It turns out that he had already seen Lian Sanyue in Deacon Pang's memory fragments.
But then I thought about it and realized that the mobile phone that could send text messages and curse people was used by Deacon Pang to assassinate his colleagues.
In this way, the origin of props must be concealed, and normal spiritual practitioners have limited ways of obtaining props. The Wanbao House, which has a wide variety of props and is extremely reputable, is the best choice.
|Do you want to buy something, information, or want to visit the black market?" The woman behind the cashier looked up and exhaled a puff of white smoke leisurely.
Her voice is lazy and charming, and combined with the movement of blowing out smoke, she is very much like the lady who smoked cigarettes in the old society - lying on the couch, enjoying the tobacco, her voice is lazy and pleasant.
Zhang Yuanqing did not answer. He took off his backpack, opened the zipper, and took out three boxes of limited edition Cuban cigars.
He put three boxes of cigars on the cashier table and said with a smile:
“Be careful.
"Hey, it's you~" Lian Sanyue's eyes lit up when he saw the three boxes of cigars. Li Chunfeng said that you were good at socializing. It was absolutely true. This gift was sent to my sister's heart. "
This "Yo" made a vivid and clear figure appear in Zhang Yuanqing's mind - the proprietress of Longmen Inn
As for Lian Sanyue seeing through his identity, it was not surprising. He was showing his identity by giving him cigars.
Otherwise, why bother asking Li Chunfeng what she likes.
Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to speak, she narrowed her eyes, held a cigarette between her fingers, leaned lazily on the back of her chair, and said with a smile:
"You seem to know me?"
Zhang Yuanqing answered truthfully: "I have seen you in Deacon Pang's memory, and he once used that mobile phone to assassinate me.
The woman said "Oh", dusted off the cigarette ashes, and said:
"Li Chunfeng said you want a melee weapon, the best of the saint realm, right?
Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
Lian Sanyue said lazily:
"I don't have the goods here. The best props in the saint realm are hard to come by even for a refiner. I've been lazy lately and have no mood or energy to create props for you. If you need one urgently, Just build it yourself.”
Shall I build it myself? It sounds interesting!
Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "How to build it?"
Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand: "Bring me the cards."
Zhang Yuanqing took out the wooden sign from his pocket and handed it to her hand.
"Crack!" Lian Sanyue's five fingers closed together and crushed the wooden sign. The pattern-like patterns and incantations painted on it were not broken, but remained in the air and spread rapidly.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the messy and crowded hardware store disappeared.
It was replaced by a busy market like a wet market, except that instead of vegetables, the stalls displayed a variety of items, from antiques to home appliances, and from home appliances to daily necessities.
A self-contained space, is this the internal space of the foreign Evernight professional props, or is it an illusion created by an illusionist?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"None of them," Lian Sanyue replied casually, playing with a cigar.
"This is the spiritual realm I created. To be precise, it is a gang copy."
Oh, gang dungeon, my vision is too low, the level of this March is probably higher than I thought. Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything anymore, looking around, there were criss-crossing aisles between the stalls, with people coming and going on the streets. , at least thirty or forty people.
Some of them wear Monkey King masks, some wear Ultraman masks, some wear cloaks, and the demons are dancing around.
The number of Spiritual Realm Walkers is either small or large. There are nearly a hundred people here including the stall owners.
This number has exceeded the total number of official branches in remote areas.
What shocked Zhang Yuanqing the most was that there were forty or fifty stalls filled with a dazzling array of goods, many of which looked like props.
A small Wanbao house has so many props?
When did props become cabbage on the street?
So many props and materials?" He looked at Lian Sanyue's charming and gorgeous face and said in disbelief.
Hearing this, Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You can stroll around as you like." "
It was still early, so there was no rush about the props. Zhang Yuanqing nodded, strolled forward, and stopped in front of a stall. After looking at it for a while, he took a fancy to a prop.
It was a palm-sized golden seal, padded with yellow silk cloth, with a square base and a lifelike golden dragon standing on it.
He reached out curiously to take it, but was slapped away by the stall owner:
“You can’t look at the attributes if you don’t want to buy.”
The stall owner is a middle-aged man with thin cheeks, dark skin, single eyelids, and a sly look.
"How would I know whether to buy it without looking at its attributes?" Zhang Yuanqing exclaimed, "What kind of prop is this?"
This is the best prop I found in a copy of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial seal of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty!" The stall owner raised his chin and said plausibly: You can't buy this prop without five million.
When Zhang Yuanqing heard the two words "Tang Dynasty" and "Excellent", he was really frightened, but when he heard the second half, he immediately heard that something was wrong. He questioned: Is the imperial seal made of gold? "
The stall owner was stunned.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds. Zhang Yuanqing seemed to understand, turned around and left: "Okay, Tang Taizong's imperial seal, you can keep it for yourself.":
The stall owner hurriedly shouted: "Forget it, you can take the price of 500,000 yuan."
But he ignored the Yuanshi Tianzun just now, and he can no longer reach the Yuanshi Tianzun now.
"Boss, let me see this vase."
"If you want to see if it's okay, pay a deposit of 50,000 yuan first."
"500, give it to you or not. This is not a prop, or even a material. It's just a piece of junk from the copy."
"Nonsense, this is the vase used by Kangxi."
“You’re awesome, you’ve entered all copies of the Qing Dynasty.
"Boss, how much does this gold tray cost?"
"The tray used by Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty is not a material or a prop, but an antique. The price is six million."
"During the time of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, there were already screws? Please keep them. Don't damage such a valuable antique."
Zhang Yuanqing walked around for half an hour, then returned to Lian Sanyue with a sigh, and said angrily:
This is indeed a black market, and everyone is full of evil-minded maggots. "
He finally figured it out. Most of the items on the stall were objects brought from the spiritual realm, not even materials, let alone props.
Let’s just say, how could there be so many props?
Most of the stall owners here only have a small amount of materials, and then put out a lot of ordinary things to make up the numbers, and they can trick everyone.
In addition, neither the stall owner nor the customers concealed their aura.
After walking around, he found that there were many saints here.
Lian Sanyue held a half-burned cigar in his mouth. His posture was not vulgar, but had an indescribable elegance. He clicked his tongue and said:
"Many people who come to me for the first time will fall into traps and be deceived. You are very smart. Of course, intelligence is the most basic quality of a genius."
With that said, she headed for Tingting and crossed the black market.
Zhang Yuanqing followed behind him and looked at the back of the weapon refiner. Lian Yueyue's body proportions were excellent. He was thin where he should be and fat where he should be. When he walked, he was particularly twisted.
She gives the impression that she is an innkeeper with rich experience in the world. She is always smiling, but she does not have the majesty and reserve of a dominant boss.
But Zhang Yuanqing knew that this woman was much more dangerous than the elders of the Five Elements Alliance.
Most of the elders are still righteous, but she is different. She has chaotic neutral attributes.
Walking through the busy city, he followed Lian Sanyue to an arena. The square platform was empty and there were no spectators.
"The arena is open every weekend on weekends. If you have time, you can come and watch the life-and-death battle. If you are short of money, you can also go and fight a few games." Lian Sanyue said casually.
"Is it very profitable?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"The reward for winning a game is two million, and the deceased's props belong to you. The rule is that only one person can survive." Lian Sanyue puffed out smoke rings and said with a smile.
"If Yuanshi Tianzun comes here to compete, there must be a lot of people betting."
During the conversation, they walked through the arena and stopped in front of a wooden door. Lian Sanyue turned the door handle and there was a "click" sound. As the door opened, a heartbreaking cry came:
Give it back to me, give me back my props, you are the one who has been stabbed a thousand times."
What's going on? Have I entered a wolf's den? I looked at my face before coming here. This trip is obviously going to be auspicious. Zhang Yuanqing looked in.
I saw two strong men walking out holding a man wearing a mask.
The masked man cried hoarsely, muttering and repeating: "Give me my props, give me my props"
Lian Sanyue lazily leaned against the door, crossing his chest with one hand and twirling a cigar with the other, smiling and saying:
"I'm willing to admit defeat. There's nothing to cry about. You're not like a man. The old rule is to close the furnace. One million a day."
The masked man cried and said, "I've already lost everything, so I'll seal your mother's furnace."
Lian Sanyue smiled and waved his hand, asking the strong man to drag the masked man out.
When the cries got farther and farther away, she looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a half-smile and said, "Go in!"
Entering the room, there is no furniture in the spacious room. In the center stands a two-meter-high three-legged bronze furnace. The oval furnace belly is carved with flames, resembling Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace.
A half-meter-high hammer stood beside the stove.
Zhang Yuanqing cast a questioning look at Lian Sanyue, who chuckled and said:
“It is my treasure. ”
Nunu mouthed, signaling Zhang Yuanqing to check the properties of the item.
Zhang Yuanqing walked forward, stopped by the bronze furnace, and pressed his palm on the furnace belly. After a few seconds, the item information appeared:
[Name: Hundred Refining Furnace]
[Type: Boiler]
[Function: Weapon Refining] -
[Introduction: The furnace that has been passed down from ancient times to this day sank to the bottom of the sea due to a disaster, and was finally found. It was a furnace specially used by the ancient great masters to refine weapons. Countless familiar weapons and weapons were produced in the Hundred Refining Furnace. It can decompose Everything that can be crammed into the furnace, including rules. It can also produce all instruments that can be produced, including rules. 】
[Note 1: When using it, you need to sacrifice props or materials. 】
[Remark 2:4%]:
"Rule props?" Zhang Yuanqing hissed, the only thing that can deal with rules is rules.
"And it's the best among regular props." Lian Sanyue corrected, crossed his arms and said with a smile:
"It can refine the props you want. Using the furnace is free, but you need to buy the flint to activate the furnace from me, which costs one and a half million dollars."
"In addition, you need to provide the props or materials for the sacrifice yourself, or you can spend money to buy them from me."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned and asked:
"Will it definitely succeed?"
Most of the props that are sacrificed will be gone. If it fails, it will be a loss of blood.
"Did you see note 2? It needs to store energy. The more props you sacrifice, the more energy you need to store. But if it reaches 100%, you will definitely be able to refine a satisfactory prop." Lian Sanyue said:
The higher the quality of the sacrificial props, the higher the energy storage points. But sometimes, an ordinary prop can accumulate 50% of the energy. Sometimes, an ordinary prop can only accumulate 50% of the energy.
"I have seen a lucky man who made one extraordinary extraordinary item from two ordinary items in the extraordinary level. That's why many people like to come here to gamble, just like the guy just now."
Zhang Yuanqing said in his heart that the spiritual realm is indeed a "game", and the enhancement props have arrived late.
The masked man just now was just a strengthened dog. "
"What does sealing the furnace mean?" he asked thoughtfully.
"The energy savings of the furnace will last for seven days and will be cleared after seven days. The meaning of sealing the furnace is that if you lose everything and fail, I will not let anyone use it in the next seven days, lest you do it for others. Wedding dress."
After Yue Yue finished speaking, she smiled playfully: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to take a gamble?"
Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.
I have a lot of props that I no longer need. Instead of leaving them idle or selling them, I might as well take a gamble. Maybe with one or two props, I can refine a top-quality prop. My enhancement has never exceeded 10 in my life. If you can’t even strengthen a dog, why don’t you forget about it?
But I do lack a top-notch melee item. The output is not enough. Even if I can become invisible and sneak attack, I can’t break the armor of someone with high defense. And I have a lucky necklace.
There was a battle between heaven and man in Zhang Yuanqing's mind. After a long time, the strengthened dog instinct won out, and he nodded:
"I want to try."
Then, he touched the big hammer next to the stove, but couldn't read the item information. He asked curiously: What is this?
Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth: You will know its use later. "
|The furnace can only put one prop or material at a time. Each time it is started, a flint is required. When smelting, you put your palm on the furnace and mentally recite the type of prop you want. If you don't do it, it will be randomly refined. Bring out a prop. ]
After saying that, she opened her palms and found a dark red stone in her hands. Zhang Yuanqing first took out the "lucky necklace" and put it on, then took the stone, jumped up to the top of the furnace, opened the furnace lid, and threw the flint in. After thinking about it, he took out the bloodthirsty blade and kept it with him for a long time, but Props that were no longer up to par were thrown in.
Then cover the furnace lid, jump down, put your palms against the furnace body, and say silently in your heart: I want a top-quality item for the saint stage, which is a melee weapon. "
Soon, scalding heat came from the furnace body, plumes of purple smoke came out of the air holes on the furnace cover, and there was a "dang-dang-dang" sound from inside the furnace, as if someone was forging iron inside.
After more than ten seconds, the noise disappeared, the purple smoke disappeared, and the stove returned to calm. Zhang Yuanqing took a look at the item attributes:
[Remark 2:5%]
A transcendent realm item can only accumulate 1% of its energy? Zhang Yuanqing's face darkened. "continue!"
This time, he put in the "Insighter" glasses. When everything was calm, he quickly looked at the item attributes:
[Remark 2:7%]
"Come again!" Zhang Yuanqing was not discouraged.
Beast Whisperer.
[Remark 2:15%]
Master of swordsmanship.
[Remark 2:24%]
Hypnosis box.
[Remark 2:38%]
Two extraordinary-level props and three saint-quality props were exchanged for 34% of the energy.
Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory. His props include the Yin-Yang Robe, Back Earth Boots, Perfect Human Skin, Daluo Astrolabe, Mountain God Scepter, Unyielding Goggles, Shoes, Windbreaker Gloves, and Little Red Riding Hood.
As well as the disguise ring and lucky necklace worn on the body.
Each of these props has a special purpose and cannot be sacrificed.
He was silent and silent, then suddenly looked ferocious, picked up the big hammer at hand, and slammed it on the bronze furnace:
"What the hell are you talking about ancient magical artifacts? They are obviously made by Penguin. Why the hell are you giving me back the props? Give me back the props!
Lian Sanyue didn't stop him. Instead, he gloated and said: It seems you have understood the correct use of the hammer. "
After a violent beating, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, looked at the gorgeous proprietress wrapped in leather clothes, and said: I want to buy props and materials. "
Next, he spent 70 million to buy three Saint-level medium-quality props from Lian March, as well as a lot of spiritual materials.
Another five million was spent to buy ten pieces of flint.
The furnace's energy reaches 85%.
It’s really good, 85%,” Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile.
Smiling, he suddenly picked up the hammer with a distorted face, pointed at the stove and said: You damn, you damn I am going to destroy you today, even Jesus can't save you!!"
At this rate of increase, even if he loses everything, he still won't be able to get it to 100%.
Tears almost flowed out.
Lian Sanyue walked to the stove, pressed the belly of the stove with his palms, and frowned after looking at the energy savings.
"That's not right. With so many props and materials thrown in, it's possible to find a master-level one. I've never seen anyone as dark as you." She looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with pity.
"Shit, I'm wearing a lucky necklace. Here's another piece of flint. I'm going to sacrifice this thing." Zhang Yuanqing pulled off the necklace with red eyes.
Lucky Necklace Lian Sanyue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So that's it, congratulations."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Lian Sanyue tutted: "Sometimes, the high cost is also a blessing."
When Zhang Yuanqing heard this, he immediately calmed down, thought for a few seconds, and understood what she meant.
Precisely because of the blessing of the lucky necklace, the energy accumulation of the furnace is very slow. This is not unlucky, but a kind of luck.
The hundred-refining furnace is nurturing the best of the best.
Lian Sanyue took a puff of his cigar and exhaled dense white smoke, saying, "If you still have money, you can continue. If you have no money, I suggest you close the furnace."
Zhang Yuanqing turned his anger into joy and quickly weighed in.
He only has more than 10 million yuan left. At most, he can buy another saint-level prop of average quality. It is impossible to continue the energy to 100%. It is better to keep the money to seal the furnace and give it to Guan Ya and the others. The prop is not good. It's so embarrassing to come back
For seven days, I worked hard and used Xiaodoubi's treasure hunting function to collect the props scattered by the merchant guild president. If it didn't work, I could also ask Fu Qingyang for help. Mr. Qian has nothing but a lot of money. At worst, I'll beg him.
Thinking of this, he had already made a decision and said in a deep voice: Close the furnace!
"Two million a day, seven days, fourteen million." Lian Sanyue's smile was indescribably charming: "Boss, come back next time."
After paying the fee for sealing the furnace, Zhang Yuanqing bought another hand card from Lian Sanyue, which was not expensive, costing 100,000.
He left the Wanbao House with complicated emotions, exhaled a breath of Yin Qi, and turned into a round and cute baby with sparse fetal hair on the ground.
