Qin Yun looked at the line carefully and was slightly shocked. Although the line was only a little bit, it gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
He thought for a moment and soon remembered.
Aren't these the lines in the Yunhua Hunyuan True Book?
These lines are just like ghost drawings, but because only half of them are revealed, they are not fully displayed.
Qin Yun was excited, but his face showed no emotion. He raised his eyebrows pretending to be interested: "Oh? It seems interesting."
"But you said before that your spiritual power is low and you can only show these lines a little bit. That means you don't know what the treasure map in this parchment shows?"
The stall owner immediately shook his head: "Brother, aren't you kidding me? If I could display this map completely, I wouldn't sell it. I would definitely look for it myself."
"I see that little brother, you have such cultivation at such a young age. You must be a powerful person, and there must be some strong people behind you. Only you can make this map fully displayed, so I want to sell it. for you."
"How about it? Are you interested? If you are interested, I can sell it to you at a low price and just treat it like making a friend."
Qin Yun said casually: "Oh? How many spirit stones?"
The stall owner stretched out his hand: "Fifty thousand spiritual stones!"
"How's it going? This shouldn't be much for you!"
Qin Yun said faintly: "Do you know how many things half a million spirit stones can buy? You really know how to open your mouth like a lion."
"Don't try to fool me just because I'm young. If your map is revealed, it might be able to be sold at a high price. But your map has nothing. It's all based on your mouth. Who knows whether the things inside are real? It’s fake.”
"This treasure map of yours is far from worth the price, but I have been traveling abroad, and I am also interested in these things. If you are willing to sell it, I will buy it for 50,000 spiritual stones."
The stall owner's face looked a little helpless, and at the same time he felt a little guilty in his heart.
After all, this treasure map is indeed not valuable. It was something thrown out by someone in a secret realm before. It just rolled to his feet and he picked it up.
At first, he thought it would be something good, and excitedly started to input spiritual power into it. Unexpectedly, the map that finally appeared on the parchment was clearly a ghost drawing, like a child's graffiti. Do the same.
Later, he also tried to sell this thing, but not only did he fail to sell it, but he was beaten several times.
Over time, he no longer had this idea. Today, he saw that Qin Yun was young, so he came up with the idea of coaxing Qin Yun.
There were whispers around, and many stall owners looked in the direction of the two of them. These stall owners also knew about the parchment scroll in his hand. If someone told Qin Yun, it is estimated that the fifty thousand No spiritual stones can be sold.
The stall owner hesitated for a moment, but in the end he refused to give up and wanted to increase the price: "Little brother, you really know how to joke. This is the treasure I got from a narrow escape, and I got it from a big secret realm. It must be a Good thing, your fifty thousand spiritual stones are really too few..."
Before the stall owner finished speaking, a loud voice came from the side, interrupting the stall owner: "My benefactor, don't listen to this person's nonsense. That treasure map is worthless at all." Damn it, he lied to you."
The stall owner's expression changed and he looked around.
Qin Yun also looked up, and happened to see a group of people from the Magical Mercenary Group walking out of the mountains in a slightly embarrassed manner. Although there were a lot of blood stains on their clothes and faces, and some of them were even seriously injured, At least he survived unharmed.
The leader looked at the group members behind him: "You take them to the hotel to clean and bandage them first, and I'll go see the benefactor."
The group members behind him all entered the tavern, and the group leader came to Qin Yun and bowed deeply to Qin Yun.
"My benefactor, I would like to thank you very much this time. If you hadn't warned us before in the mountains, everyone in our magical mercenary group would have died inside this time."
Qin Yun waved his hand indifferently: "We are all human beings. When we see so many monsters trying to attack you, I will naturally give you a warning. Don't take it to heart."
A look of joy appeared on the leader's face: "But the life-saving grace must be repaid. My benefactor, do you have anything urgent to do next? If you are not in a hurry, please allow everyone in our magical mercenary group to treat you to a feast."
Qin Yun thought for a moment: "Okay."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the stall owner again: "You just said that this person is a liar, what do you mean?"
The stall owner's face was full of embarrassment, and he was holding a sheepskin scroll in his hand. He couldn't take it back or put it out.
The leader snorted coldly: "The sheepskin scroll in his hand is a fake thing. Someone injected spiritual power into it before, and it turned out to be a ghost drawing. The thing inside is clearly the graffiti of a child. Where is the treasure map? !”
"People who often come here know this about him. He must think that you are a stranger to your benefactor, so he wants to deceive you."
The stall owner glared at the group leader, then looked at Qin Yun with a flattering look: "Didn't you say 50,000 spirit stones before? Deal! I agree to the price."
Qin Yun spoke slowly and stretched out his palm: "Five spirit stones, no more!"
"I'm also very interested in the so-called ghost symbols on this treasure map. I haven't seen it before, so I want to take a look at it for fun."
"If five spiritual stones don't work, forget it."
The stall owner swallowed his saliva and said with a smile on his face: "Five spirit stones are really too few. You must know that this is what I got after a narrow escape. In order to get this thing, I almost paid for it with my life..."
Qin Yun shook his head: "Forget it."
As he spoke, he looked away, clearly no longer interested in this thing.
The stall owner gritted his teeth, knowing that he had held this thing in his hands for hundreds of years, but he had never sold it.
It's hard to find one that interests me now. Although there are only five spiritual stones, five spiritual stones are just five spiritual stones. It's better than worthless.
"Okay, five spirit stones, five spirit stones!"
As he spoke, he quickly threw the treasure map to Qin Yun, as fast as if he was afraid that Qin Yun would regret it.
