Lingyu First Bank

Wang Yuan lowered his head and used his hand to swipe twice on the full floor stalls, pretending to pick something, and suppressing his heart that was about to pop out.

"How many spirit stones is this broken incense burner?"

"This is not an incense burner, it is a tripod-shaped Houtian Lingbao."

"Lingbao?" Wang Yuan asked suspiciously. He knew the level of the magic weapon. The lowest level was the magic weapon, and then the magic weapon.

"Hey." The middle-aged monk smiled proudly: "The Houtian Lingbao is a magic weapon that is even more advanced than the spirit weapon. It is priceless. This one is just damaged, but it may not be repairable. If you repair it, Then you'll really get it." The middle-aged monk tempted.

I looked at the censer in my hand, it looked similar to the censer in the temple, if I had to say it was a tripod, it would make sense, but it was only the size of a fist, but it lacked a piece the size of an egg, it was black and bulging, not to mention aura, even metal I can't see the color of it, it looks like broken copper and iron.To say that this is the Houtian Lingbao, most people really don't have the courage.

"How many spirit stones are you talking about?" Wang Yuan pretended to be impatient and said.

"Little brother, I don't want more from you, you give me [-] low-grade spirit stones, and we'll make the deal." The middle-aged monk rubbed his hands.

Before Wang Yuan could speak, there was a sound of water spraying around him. It seemed that someone was drinking water and choked on it.

Wang Yuan didn't even roll his eyes, he threw the incense burner on the stall, got up and left.

"Little brother, don't go, we can discuss it, you make an offer." The middle-aged monk shouted hastily.

Wang Yuan turned around and said, "If you are willing to sell, I will take a Lingshi."

"Porphyrin" was choking again.

Wang Yuan glanced around, this group of people had never drank water, so they only concentrated on drinking at this time.

The middle-aged monk had a bitter face: "Little brother, are you not sincere in buying it?"

Wang Yuan waved his hand, turned around and left, but he was praying desperately in his heart, stop me, stop me...

After walking three steps, Wang Yuan's heart was in his throat, and a heavenly voice came from behind: "Little brother, don't just leave, come back, come back, we have something to discuss."

Wang Yuan turned around and said, "Why do you discuss the [-] yuan? You can pay [-] yuan for a [-]% discount. You think I'm a fool with a lot of money, don't you?"

The middle-aged monk walked out of the stall, grabbed Wang Yuan and dragged him back: "It's easy to discuss, easy to discuss." Pulling Wang Yuan back to the front of the stall, he took a small stool for Wang Yuan to sit on: "Little brother, I see you and I hit it off, and [-] is the price I sell it to others. You can give it [-]."

Wang Yuan was about to stand up, and the monk was anxious: "The real price is five hundred."

Wang Yuan pouted, but this time he didn't get up to leave again: "Fifty, the highest price I can give."

"Two hundred and five."

"Fifty."

"two hundred."

"Fifty."

The middle-aged monk looked at Wang Yuan depressedly and was speechless for a moment.

Wang Yuan didn't speak, just lowered his head and scratched on the street stall looking for something.

"Okay, one hundred low-grade spirit stones, if you want it, forget it." The middle-aged monk said bitterly.

"Take this." Wang Yuan held the jade slip of "Phoenix Fist" in his hand.

The middle-aged monk's eyes widened: "This alone is worth a hundred..."

Wang Yuan threw the jade slips on the floor and was about to get up.

"Send it." The middle-aged monk said loudly.

Wang Yuan smiled, put the jade slip and tripod in his arms, took out the bag and counted out a hundred spirit stones and gave them to the middle-aged monk.

"Little brother, your bones are so strange, you will definitely be a treacherous and evil person in the future..."

"Ok?"

"Bah, I was wrong. I will be a rich and powerful person in the future. If you are willing to give me ten low-grade spirit stones, I will give you one." The middle-aged man stroked his beard and shook his head.

"No need, I decide my fate." After the transaction was completed, Wang Yuan turned around and left without saying a word.

"Hey, let's do the math, five spirit stones will do..." The middle-aged monk still didn't give up.

After walking far away, the middle-aged monk could not be seen anymore. Wang Yuan let out a sigh of relief. In just a while, Wang Yuan's clothes were soaked, as if he had fought a big battle. He was really too nervous.

If you want to go around the market again, see if you can find some good things, but if the cauldron in your arms weighs a thousand catties, you are afraid of losing it if you keep holding it.Not daring to turn around anymore, Wang Yuan hurried back to his home in Julong City.

After closing the shop door, Wang Yuan took a few breaths, and solemnly took out the cauldron from his arms.

"I found 1 million spiritual points, will I charge it?"

Hesitation, or hesitation.It's not that Wang Yuan doesn't want to collect it, the main reason is that after a little deduction, a broken thing like this still has 1 million spiritual points to collect. It's impossible to imagine what level of treasure it is when it's in good condition. There is no such thing on the Internet.

Sighing, Wang Yuan still refused to take it, at least put it away first, and see if he can find relevant information about this thing.

"80 billion soul points and 10000 kill points can be used to repair the Dahua Qiankun Ding, do you want to repair it?" The system suddenly heard a voice again.

Only then did Wang Yuan remember that he asked the system several times at the stall, but he didn't answer and let go of the cauldron directly.If the system does not feel the item, it will automatically give up.Now that the cauldron is still in hand, after the system rejected the first option, it actually offered the second option first.

However, Wang Yuan was still depressed and wanted to die.

80 billion spirit points, 10000 kill points.Not to mention the spiritual point, the astronomical figure, the total deposits of the sub-branch I worked in my previous life were not so much. 10000 kill points, is this letting yourself massacre the city?Don't say that you can't do it, you don't have that ability yourself.

Resisting the urge to scold the system, Wang Yuan refused again, this time passively, and it was useless to agree.

"Dahua Qiankun Cauldron can use 10000 spirit points and 10 kill points to recognize the master, is it to deny the master?" The mechanical sound did not fall silent, but came again.

Hey, this is fine.Wang Yuan scratched his head. This condition is much easier. The key is that after he recognizes the owner, he can control the Dahua Qiankun Ding himself. This sounds much better than the one-shot deal of "collecting".Dahua Qiankun Ding, just hearing the name, it is too tall.

The system was rejected again, and the system's voice did not come again. It seemed that there were only these three options.However, it would be nice to have three options, but it also made Wang Yuan accumulate a lot of resentment towards the system.Since there are options, why don’t you show them and let yourself choose? If you don’t resist the temptation and choose to charge, you won’t even know the last two options.Although I can't do it now, isn't it still possible for me in the future?Be careful with the system in the future, Wang Yuan suspects that the system is intentional.

After hiding the Dahua Qiankun Ding in a corner, Wang Yuan began to think about how to quickly complete the spirit and killing points required by the system to recognize the master.

Although there are a lot of [-] spiritual points, but I have alchemy skills, as long as it takes time, it is not a problem to achieve the goal, but I can kill points, so let me kill people.Although Wang Yuan had already killed someone, but for him to kill for his own selfishness without reason, the education he had received in the two lifetimes would not allow it.