"Young Master has great eyesight!"
"This shield is not ordinary. I got it in an ancient secret realm as soon as I made friends and risked my life."
"Even if it's broken, it can be repaired and repaired. It can still be regarded as a good defensive treasure."
"Speaking of which, this best friend of mine..."
Talk about people when you see them, talk about ghosts when you see ghosts.
The horse-faced monk nodded and bowed, opening his mouth without even typing a draft.
An ordinary damaged spiritual treasure, he described it as if it were some rare thing in the world.
He also made up some stories about best friends, dying to find treasures, and entrusting his wife to sacrifice his son.
It really doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it is mixed with a story, it can be sold at a high price~
Fang Longye's face kept smiling, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart.
However, he did not criticize the horse-faced monk's words. Instead, he randomly selected four or five items on the stall, and finally came to the real owner.
"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this?"
The horse-faced monk looked in the direction of Fang Longye's finger and saw a dim, cracked Eye of the Candle Dragon.
His eyes lit up. Although he didn't pay much for this object when he took it over, after all, it looked like it was on the verge of breaking.
But at least it is related to mythical beasts such as Zhulong.
This is not simple anymore.
After all, thanks to the ancestor of Zhulong, every acquired Zhulong is born with a bloodline that is comparable to the existence of the first-generation prehistoric alien species.
Second only to innate creatures.
The Eye of the Candle Dragon sounds like a high-end product.
Even though no one with a discerning eye can look down upon this almost-destroyed thing, isn’t this a case of being taken advantage of?
The horse-faced monk's mind was spinning very quickly, and he immediately smiled and said: "Master, this is a rare candle dragon eye. After you buy it back, it will be called a rare item whether it is used as medicine or for refining treasures. I will benefit from thousands of them." Merit money.”
Qing Li, who was beside him, said in a dramatic manner: "Hmph! Don't fool my young master with such defective products. Look at the cracks on it. You have the nerve to charge this price for something that is almost damaged?"
"Ahem, does the fairy have no eyesight now? This is the Dao pattern, which is the natural pattern on the treasure."
The horse-faced monk defended without blushing and without a beating heart.
"Then how do you explain that the luster is dim and the energy inside is close to zero?"
"How else can we say that the Eye of the Candle Dragon is precious? This is called a sacred object that hides itself." The horse-faced monk added plausibly.
…
After some haggling, Fang Longye finally got the dull red jade at the price of a hundred merit coins.
Money and goods are cleared.
"Silly hater!"
Fang Longye and the horse-faced monk secretly laughed at each other.
He was rubbing this pearl in his hand, and a ray of his own Qi secretly penetrated it, thinking: "It is indeed so!"
In fact, among all the words of this horse-faced monk, there is indeed one saying that is right. This pearl and jade is really a magical thing that hides itself!
This pearl and jade that the horse-faced monk despises is not the Eye of the Candle Dragon!
It is clearly the dragon ball of a Zhulong, or the dragon ball left behind by the Zhulong in the Taiyi realm.
One hundred pieces of merit money?
Make a fortune!
One can imagine how precious the Taiyi-level Zhulong Dragon Balls are.
This horse-faced monk is a casual cultivator and lacks knowledge. In addition, the Zhulong Dragon Ball can really be called a magical object that hides itself. If it were not related to it, there would be no way to detect the strangeness inside it.
Only then did Fang Longye make a mistake.
Fang Longye casually threw the Zhulong Bead, which the horse-faced monk mistakenly thought was the Eye of the Candle Dragon, to Ao Ying.
Ao Ying took it hurriedly, immediately put it into her soul, and sincerely saluted Fang Longye and said thanks: "Thank you, master!"
Although she is a dragon in the form of a true dragon, her bloodline does not lack other qualities, and it just happens to contain a hint of candle dragon bloodline.
It's just too meager to show off its appearance.
Fang Longye waved his hands lazily and said, "No thanks, it's just a broken thing!"
At the same time, he secretly transmitted the message: "This is just your chance and destiny due to the heavenly secrets."
"What else do you have your sights on, Master?"
The horse-faced monk didn't care what Fang Longye did with the things he bought from him. He was just thinking about how to get more money from the enemy in front of him.
Fang Longye smiled secretly.
OK~
If you are willing to die, I will be willing to bury you!
Sorry!
He casually selected some Five Elements Spiritual Essence from him, and then repeated his old tricks. Finally, he finally found his way and pointed the target at his destiny due to the connection of chance.
"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this piece of wood?" Fang Longye asked, pointing to a piece of wood that was three feet long, as thick as an arm, green and full of wood spirit.
Qinglong wood, the collective name for the spiritual roots associated with the Qinglong clan.
Like the previous Zhulong, Houtian Qinglong was also born with a bloodline comparable to that of the first generation of ancient beasts.
Those who have inherited the secret method of the Qinglong clan often learn from their ancestor Qinglong Spirit Master, and cultivate and refine a companion spiritual root the day after tomorrow in order to achieve the innate dragon body.
And this piece of spiritual wood is a Taiyi level blue dragon, the remnant of the accompanying spiritual root that was cultivated and refined the day after tomorrow.
"This piece of spiritual wood is not simple! I think back then,..." Another long and touching story came out of the horse-faced monk's mouth.
"Sir, look at this piece of spiritual wood. It has clear texture and is heavy in hand. It is obviously of excellent quality."
"Especially this wood spirit energy, it is so surging that it can seep out of the body. It seems to come from an unimaginable top spiritual root."
“Thousands of merit coins are absolutely worth every penny!”
"A thousand pieces of merit money? A thousand pieces of merit money are enough for me to buy a spiritual fruit produced by a spiritual root! Why buy this rotten wood?"
Although Fang Longye said that there was no shortage of money, the province still needed to save money, so he tried his best to belittle it.
In particular, this horse-faced monk clearly used his self-awareness to charge an exorbitant price without knowing what he was selling.
Obviously, the price can be reduced a lot.
He is rich, but he is not stupid. Why spend more when you can spend less?
It can only be said that Fang Longye's habit of being greedy for money has happened again.
"How about the eight hundred pieces of merit money?" the horse-faced monk asked with a dry smile.
Fang Longye didn't say buy it, but pointed to the fracture of the wood and said, "Look at this section!"
The horse-faced monk followed the instructions and looked at the place pointed by his finger. After looking at it carefully for a few breaths, he raised his head and asked with a blank look on his face: "What are you looking at?"
"Look, there are no growth rings on this section. It's obviously not the main trunk, but the side branches."
"I didn't buy it to absorb its wood essence, but to use it to refine treasures. If I encounter a magic weapon made from the trunk in the future, wouldn't it be suppressed?"
Seeing that the horse-faced monk didn't know what he wanted him to see, Fang Longye had no choice but to explain.
"Grown rings? What are those? Are they valuable?"
The horse-faced monk, who had little knowledge, obviously didn't know what annual rings were, so he asked seriously.
It's no wonder that someone in this world may have discovered the theory of annual rings. After all, the world is vast and nothing is impossible.
But after all, as practitioners, there is no need to judge the age of forest trees through annual rings like ordinary people.
In addition, the spiritual roots of immortal plants are different from ordinary things and cannot be generalized.
For example, Peng Zu's big chun tree has eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn. If it really wants to produce "annual rings" that represent the age of the wood like ordinary trees, I'm afraid the name "annual rings" will not make sense at all. Not applicable anymore.
Therefore, it is not surprising at all that this horse-faced monk does not know.
only--
"The world is really in decline, and a true immortal fell into the eyes of money!"
When Fang Long heard the horse-faced monk ask if the annual ring was worth anything, Fang Long was ambitious and despised him, and immediately labeled him as greedy for money in his heart.
"The annual rings are..." As soon as Fang Longye started speaking, he stopped and fired a flash of light, making this horse-faced immortal understand what annual rings were.
I also understand that even ordinary trees have growth rings, and they are not valuable at all, but if they are used to evaluate spiritual trees, there are some explanations!
"Look, there are no growth rings on your wood. It's obviously a side branch, and it's short and weak. Should the price be higher? How about four hundred merit money for a fixed price?"
After explaining the growth rings, Fang Longye started bargaining.
"Although this wood is a side branch, the quality is there. I won't sell it for less than 700 merits and money!" The horse-faced monk started to worry.
"Seven hundred is too expensive, please give me some more!"
"Six hundred and five!"
"Hey, you are so arrogant. I have bought a lot of things from you, at least -"
…
"Five hundred pieces of merit money. That's enough!"
After some final bargaining, Fang Longye finally nodded.
This is what he was thinking, this horse's face is really immortal, after all, the actual loss is huge, otherwise he can still lower the price!
Anyway, in the heart of this horse-faced immortal who doesn't know Qinglongmu, the psychological bottom line is low!
So, be grateful to Mr. Fang for his kindness and kindness!
Just as he was about to pay for the transaction, he heard a loud laugh.
Then, came the words that made Fang Longye furious.
"Green Dragon Wood! It's actually Green Dragon Wood! It's still a relic of a Taiyi-level Green Dragon. What a good thing! This thing is destined for me, I want it!"
A young man's voice came, which was particularly annoying.
Fang Longye immediately followed the sound and looked into the distance angrily.
He didn't blame anyone for competing with him for the treasure.
After all, he is not the only one who has such a thing as eyesight.
The key point is, who is so disrespectful of martial ethics, harming others and not benefiting oneself, directly revealing the root of this spiritual tree!
Even if you wait for me to win and intercept you halfway, I won't be angry!
But at the last moment of the transaction, he wanted to expose the root of this spiritual wood and maliciously raise the price!
At the same time, I felt regret in my heart and realized that I was guilty of greed for money.
I saw people coming and going, and two streams of energy, one yin and one yang, moving from far to near.
Uncovered, inexplicably familiar.
"Sure enough, the one who can recognize the Qinglong Wood at a glance must be a fellow member of the Dragon Clan!" Fang Longye felt the two pervasive energies, all belonging to the Dragon Clan, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he thought to himself.
He saw that the horse-faced monk heard the news and immediately took back the green dragon wood and interrupted the transaction.
We know full well that it is inevitable to raise prices on the ground.
He said no more, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the man and woman who were approaching him quickly and slowly.
There are clouds on the top, pearls and jade are piled up, and the halo behind is like a wheel. A dragon's head is raised high above, trying to choose people to devour, which adds to the ferociousness.
You have to give the other party something nice to look at.
(End of chapter)
