Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 697 Trading
"What price are you going to sell?"

Qin Sang played with it for a while, looked very interested, and raised her head to ask the stall owner.

When Qin Sang was checking the bone flute, the stall owner had been observing Qin Sang silently. Hearing this, he didn't answer directly. He was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency, who recognizes this bone flute?" History?"

Qin Sang had already thought of an excuse, shook his head and said: "No, but I sensed something from this bone, which seems to be somewhat compatible with my kung fu."

He has the "Spirit Escaping Art" to cover his aura, and this stall owner's cultivation level is almost the same as his, so he is not afraid of being exposed.

The stall owner's eyes flashed, "Forgive me for taking the liberty, may I ask what kind of exercises you practice?"

Qin Sang snorted coldly, and said: "Your Excellency's question is really presumptuous! However, without me telling you, Your Excellency can definitely guess a thing or two, so it's okay to tell you. The exercises are special, and you need to use the power of the stars to cultivate. Because of this, I am interested in this section of bones. Your Excellency should know that no matter whether it is in the inner sea or the outer sea, treasures like bones that contain the power of the stars are rare. It is not easy to meet one, whether it is useful or not , I don’t want to miss it.”

The stall owner let out a hoarse and weird laugh, "As far as I know, looking at the two races of humans and witches, exercises that can be cultivated with the help of the power of stars are even rarer than treasures. It seems that this thing is indeed destined for Your Excellency."

Qin Sang showed an impatient expression on his face, "Have you thought about it, should you sell it or not?"

"Sell!"

The stall owner gritted his teeth and agreed decisively, but when the price was discussed, his face showed hesitation, and he said, "You only need one magic weapon, and you can take it away."

Qin Sang's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "Your Excellency, are you trying to amuse me, or did you see someone interested in this thing, and the lion opened his mouth? Don't say that there is no extra magic weapon in his hands, even if there is, it is impossible to exchange it." A thing of unknown use, I don’t think you have any sincerity at all.”

The stall owner showed embarrassment on his face, and hurriedly called Qin Sang to stop. At this time, the movement of the two disputes also attracted the attention of some people nearby. Take a good look at this thing. It looks like a white bone, but it is actually a strange material that looks like bone but not bone. This material is unique in the world of cultivating immortals. Even us monks in the alchemy stage can't see through it. The value of this material alone It’s no less than a magic weapon, not to mention that there may be hidden secrets in it.”

With that said, the stall owner gave up his aura and sold it miserably.

"In front of fellow daoists, I don't hide anymore. Fellow daoists, seeing my current state, I owe it all to those witch clan thieves. I blew my own magic weapon and escaped from serious injuries. I recovered my life and saved all my savings. I used to buy healing pills, and I don’t have the ability to buy magic weapons anymore. Without magic weapons, even if the injury recovers, how much strength is left? This delay may make the immortal journey even more hopeless. This bone is left by the teacher The relic is of great significance to me, if I hadn't been forced into such a desperate situation, I would definitely not dare to touch this idea."

Qin Sang's previous feeling was correct, this person was indeed seriously injured.

It seemed that his injury must have been serious, and his complexion still didn't improve after taking so many pills.

Hearing the stall owner's seemingly sincere words, Qin Sang's expression softened a little, but she still refused to let go, "I don't care how you got it, you have held it in your hand for many years, and you must know it better than me. In my opinion Come on, it is unlikely that this thing contains a secret, and there is a high probability that it is a fragment of some kind of treasure. Needless to say, if all the fragments can be collected, only this small piece is left, and the value will be greatly reduced. The sea of ​​monsters is vast, and there is no collection The possibility of Qi, I bought it just to gamble on luck, and at most one talisman will come out."

Qin Sang patted a talisman in front of the stall owner.

Qin Sang could easily see through the details of this thing, the stall owner's expression was bitter, and he said dejectedly: "Fellow Daoist is worthy of cultivating the power of the stars, and his eyes are like torches... But this thing is definitely not an ordinary treasure. Selling it because of a talisman. If fellow Taoists are unwilling to pay a higher price, I can only wait for the fair, or simply go back to Huntian Island to see if the island owner is interested."

The stall owner looked determined and couldn't agree on a deal.

Although he knew that he was bluffing, Qin Sang didn't dare to bet that there were no other people who knew the goods. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Your Excellency, do you know where Venerable Master got this bone?"

The stall owner shook his head and said: "When I met Shizun, Shizun already got the bone. Later, I heard Shizun mentioned that it seemed to be bought at a trade fair in Neihai, and I don't know the exact location. If we knew the origin of this object, our master and apprentice would have gone to find it long ago, it is impossible to wait until now."

It turned out to be from the Inner Sea, and of course it might have been passed down from the Demon Sea.

Qin Sang originally thought that he could find some clues through this person. If there are other bone flute fragments, he can find them along this line. He was too whimsical.

However, since I already have one in my hand, this one cannot be missed anyway.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang showed embarrassment, looked around vigilantly, and said via voice transmission: "Forgive me, I am afraid that you have not only found me alone, but you have not been able to negotiate, right? How about this, I can have more , to exchange for a natal talisman... But we have spoken first, after leaving this place, I absolutely do not believe that this natal talisman came from me."

"The talisman?"

The stall owner was startled, and looked at Qin Sang suspiciously, "Other people's talisman?"

"Can it be my own fault?"

Qin Sang sneered, "Your Excellency, you don't need to look at me like this. This magic weapon is a spoil I captured from the Witch clan thieves. I don't want to cause trouble, so I'll explain it to you first."

The stall owner showed a look of surprise on his face, "Under the current situation, there are many similar situations. I haven't heard of anyone who will return it with good intentions. Don't worry, fellow Taoists. It's just... the natal magic weapon is the treasure of the master's life and life. Come, the power will be greatly reduced, this..."

"Fellow daoists only need to warm and nourish it carefully for a period of time, and the power of the magic weapon will gradually increase, and the difference will not be too great."

Qin Sang snorted, "A fragment of unknown origin is exchanged for a magic weapon. If fellow Taoist is still greedy, I can only say goodbye."

"That's all! Fellow Daoist, take it!"

The stall owner reluctantly handed the bone flute to Qin Sang. The corners of Qin Sang's lips curled up slightly, and she took out a talisman of someone else's natal life, and handed it to the stall owner.

Seeing that it was a spirit sword best at killing and cutting, the stall owner's eyes suddenly showed surprise.

And Qin Sang didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he deliberately put the bone flute into the mustard bag, and the bone flute popped out immediately.

Qin Sang let out a light gasp, and suddenly quickened her pace to leave.

At this time, the stall owner who had been secretly looking at Qin Sang's back just looked away, playing with the sword in his hand fondly.

(End of this chapter)