The purple bell is just a piece of rusty copper and iron.
Of course the shopkeeper felt that it was not worth it, and even his face showed a bit of disgust when he was not paying attention, but he soon realized it and covered it up with a smile.
However, the old man's eyes were extremely clear, and he could tell what the shopkeeper was thinking at a glance.
He was not angry. Instead, he picked up the bell and looked around and at the people watching the excitement upstairs.
"Is there anyone willing to pay fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones to buy the purple gold bell in my hand?"
Everyone:...
"Is there something wrong with my father's brain? He played a trick on the shopkeeper of Piaoxiangju and made him take advantage of him and lost a few jars of wine. He also wants to defraud us of our money?"
"If he sells the wine gourd around his waist, I might consider it."
"What are you thinking about? Five jars of ten miles of fragrance in the wine gourd are worth fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones. If he wants to sell it, I will definitely buy it."
"That wine gourd is absolutely extraordinary, but I don't know what level of magic weapon it is. I can't tell."
"It might be the legendary Mustard Seed Magical Artifact. That would be a super-grade magic weapon. Of course you wouldn't recognize it."
"Okay, don't think too much, I want to sell the purple gold bell in my hand."
"Hmph, it's a bunch of junk. Whoever wants to be taken advantage of will be taken advantage of. Anyway, you can watch the fun for free. This trip to Piaoxiang Residence is worth it."
"I just don't know who would be willing to be taken advantage of..." someone said with a bad smile.
"Zhuzhu," Chen Xuejiao looked worried as Zhuzhu stared at the bell in the old man's hand without blinking, "it's just a bunch of broken bells. Don't be fooled."
Fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones was a considerable expense for her, the prime minister's daughter, not to mention the fact that she had worked so hard in business to save some spiritual stone pearls.
"I think that old man is not simple, and he was still reasonable when he teased the shopkeeper before. After the shopkeeper sincerely admitted his mistake, he did not give up because he was justified, nor did he walk away. If I expected it right, he used the bell The purpose of exchanging fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones was to pay the shopkeeper for drinks, not to defraud the shopkeeper. Since he was unwilling to take advantage of the shopkeeper, how could he deceive others? Maybe the string of bells was really extraordinary. "
Zhuzhu smiled and looked at Ni Xinzhi: "Dad, do you think your daughter's guess is correct?"
Their father is much older than them and has more experience than them. As the saying goes, old is better than old, and his father should be able to tell.
"Although the old man looks cunning, his eyes are pure and bright. He does not look like a despicable villain, nor does he look like a bad guy who does many evil things. If Zhuzhu likes that bell, my father will still have twenty pieces of middle-grade spirit. Stone for you..."
Zhuzhu quickly stopped her father from taking out the spirit stone. It was his last asset. If he gave it all to her, his father would really be penniless. But she still had more than a hundred yuan of medium-grade stones. Spiritual stone.
Even after paying for this meal and buying the Purple Gold Bell, there are still dozens of mid-grade spiritual stones left. If she can really successfully enter the Tianyun Sect, the sect should issue monthly reports to every disciple. She only needs to save A little use is enough to last until the foundation building period.
And the most important thing is that the moment Zhuzhu saw the old man taking out the purple gold bell, she felt a little moved in her heart. She couldn't tell where the move came from, but she just felt that she missed this string of bells. You may regret it for the rest of your life.
Even if it hurt her to take out the fifty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones, Zhuzhu didn't want to regret it for the rest of her life.
"No one is willing to buy it?" The old man saw that no one answered for a long time. He was not angry. Instead, he picked up the wine gourd and drank ten miles of fragrance one after another. "I will wait another quarter of an hour. If no one buys, I will let you buy it." My disciple brought the spiritual stone to the shopkeeper, but I won’t sell this purple gold bell.”
If he didn't have to, the old man really didn't want to trouble his preaching disciple. He didn't know whether he had accepted a disciple or found a father for himself.
His disciple was even more mature than him. He kept a straight face and meddleed in things all day long. Now he was not even allowed to drink to his heart's content, so he sneaked out to look for wine, but he forgot to bring the spirit stone. , otherwise he would be reluctant to sell the Purple Gold Bell, and as a result, these people still don’t know the goods.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl came down from upstairs. Although the girl was plainly dressed, her appearance was extremely beautiful. Even the old man who had never been interested in women felt his eyes lit up and his voice couldn't help but soften. How many points:
"Does the little girl want to buy the bell in my hand?"
Zhuzhu, who came down from upstairs, smiled and nodded: "It's a blessing for the younger generation that the senior is willing to part ways with her."
The old man laughed loudly when he heard this, with a very happy expression on his face: "I didn't expect that the most knowledgeable person is you, a little girl. I'll give you the Purple Gold Bell. Just give the spirit stone to this shopkeeper."
As expected, Zhuzhu realized that she had seen the right person, and became more and more respectful to the old man. She took the purple bell from him with both hands, and took out fifty middle-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag and handed it to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper didn't expect that there would be a wrongdoer who took all the losses for him. He took the spirit stone with a complicated expression and said with some embarrassment: "Today, the food and wine on the little fairy's table will be free of charge."
"Thank you, shopkeeper."
Zhuzhu was very happy and saved a few more spirit stones. This was really an unexpected surprise.
The shopkeeper looked at Zhuzhu, whose face was full of joy as if he had found a treasure, with a fool's expression. He secretly said that it was a pity that such a good appearance was lost in vain. What a pity that he is so heartless.
The old man fell in love with Zhuzhu at first sight, but it still hurt him to think that Zijin Ling was only exchanged for five jars of ordinary spirit wine. He was afraid that Zhuzhu would not care about Zijin Ling, so he specifically told her: "Little girl, Zijin Ling is definitely worth the money." , you won’t suffer a loss.”
"Junior believes in senior, and also thinks that the Purple Gold Bell is absolutely extraordinary, but I don't know what type of magical weapon it is?" Zhuzhu asked curiously.
"The little girl has discernment. This purple gold bell was an unexpected acquisition by me from the ancient Cave Immortal Lord who had already passed away. As for what kind of magical weapon it is, I couldn't figure it out, but it helped me avoid being out of the body twice. Qi Zhenjun’s divine sense exploration, and this is under the condition that I have not recognized the Purple Gold Bell as its master, if I can make this bell recognize its master, its power will be infinite."
Seeing that Zhuzhu believed in her so much, the old man couldn't explain patiently, and he felt sympathy for each other, so he asked: "By the way, I don't know your name, little girl. I'll ask you if we see you next time." Drink the best spiritual wine from heaven..."
"Junior... Ni Sizhu." Zhuzhu feels a little ashamed every time she mentions her full name to others, "Senior, you can call me Zhuzhu."
"..."
The old man was stunned for a moment but quickly came to his senses and said with a smile, "Your name is really unique and unique. Could it be that your elders don't like you?"
If this girl was misunderstood every time she told others her full name, wouldn't it be possible that she would be beaten severely? It's really not easy for her to survive until now.
Zhuzhu:......
Her father was still sitting on it, but she couldn't say anything bad about him, so she could only smile awkwardly and said, "Maybe it's because my parents regard me as the apple of their eye, so they gave me this name."
"The little girl is indeed as dazzling as a pearl." The old man looked at the sky outside and said goodbye to Zhuzhu. "It's getting late. I have to go back quickly. You practice well. I hope that when I see you again, you will be more than just a beautiful girl." In terms of appearance, he is dazzling, and in terms of cultivation, he is also capable of surpassing all heroes. My nickname is Qing Yu. We are destined to meet again."
"...Senior Qingyu, walk slowly!"
Zhuzhu sent Senior Qingyu away, ignoring the mocking, sympathetic, and sarcastic looks of everyone around her, and returned upstairs to sit down without looking away.
"Zhuzhu, quickly take out the bell and let us have a look. If the old man named Qingyu is a liar, we still have time to catch up."
Chen Xuejiao couldn't wait to reach out to Zhuzhu.
Zhuzhu took out the string of bells from her storage bag and handed it to Chen Xuejiao: "I don't think Senior Qingyu is a liar. Instead, I might have just gotten lucky."
Being able to avoid the out-of-body True Lord's divine consciousness detection is worth it alone.
Chen Xuejiao took the bell and looked over it over and over again but didn't see anything. Then she handed it to Ni Xinzhi: "Uncle Ni, look at it, has Zhuzhu been deceived?"
Ni Xinzhi curiously took it and examined it carefully. He looked at the bell and looked at a ray of spiritual consciousness. Unexpectedly, the spiritual consciousness did not even penetrate the patina on the outside, and it was even less possible to see what material was inside. Knowing this, this string of bells is absolutely extraordinary.
Even if it is his third-level Wandering Dragon Sword, other foundation-building monks can use their spiritual consciousness to figure out what materials it is made of as long as they are willing. If they are a weapon refiner, they can also guess the technique and sequence of refining the Wandering Dragon Sword.
And his spiritual consciousness cannot see through this string of bells. Doesn't it mean that the material used is rarer, or it has the effect of isolating other monks' spiritual consciousness.
In this case, it means that Zhuzhu has not suffered any loss or deception, and Ni Xinzhi is also very happy:
"I can't tell what kind of material this magical weapon is made of, but this just shows that this object must have an extraordinary origin. Put it away Zhuzhu, and go back and study it slowly."
There are many people here, and several divine senses have come over to check out Zijin Ling.
In case someone with knowledge has an idea for Zijin Ling, it would be better if his cultivation level is lower than him. If it is Zhenren Jindan, he may not be able to protect Zhuzhu and Zijin Ling.
It was a small thing that the purple bell was robbed, but his daughter was in the limelight today because of this string of bells. Plus, she was as beautiful as a flower. He didn't want to make any mistakes again on the eve of her daughter's worship at the mountain gate.
