Qinghe Immortal Clan

Next, Song Qingming found two similar shops in the market and disposed of Liu Tianlong's storage bag and the monster materials he had recently obtained. Hundreds of yuan were added to the storage bag in an instant. Spiritual stone.

Touching the bulging storage bag on his waist, Song Qingming walked contentedly on a street on the west side of Guiyunfang. Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to continue shopping in this market today and buy some things he needed. Pill, leave Guiyunfang and return to Qinghe County early tomorrow morning.

After walking around for a few streets in the market, Song Qingming's storage bag had already contained a lot of elixirs, talismans, and a large amount of talisman paper and other materials needed to make talismans. It was a rare opportunity to come to this large market. , Song Qingming simply bought it all at once.

When passing by a casual cultivator's stall, I spent a long time buying a talisman-making secret book at a low price. After looking at the hundreds of spiritual stones on my body, only a small half was left, and then I gave up in frustration.

Unconsciously, Song Qingming walked into a somewhat quiet street. This street can be regarded as the busiest place in Guiyunfang. Most of the dozens of shops along the street have closed their doors, and people are walking on the street. There are also very few pedestrians in the street, which is far less prosperous than other streets.

Song Qingming walked a few dozen feet along the Qingshi Street. He was about to reach the end of the street. He stopped and was about to turn back. At this time, an inconspicuous shop next to the street caught his attention. Notice.

Song Qingming looked up at the wooden signboard on the store and saw "Li's Grocery Store" clearly written in five large black characters with black charcoal on it.

Walking into the store, I found that the owner of the store was a middle-aged monk. He was tall, thin, and elegant in appearance. He was wearing an ordinary blue robe. He seemed to have reached the late stage of Qi refining.

When the middle-aged monk saw Song Qingming walking into the store, he did not immediately come forward to greet him. He just squinted his eyes and gave Song Qingming a calm look.

On the counter in the store, there are some common low-level charms and medicinal materials, as well as a bunch of first-level magic weapons, which look to be of good workmanship.

In Song Qingming's opinion, these magic weapons should have been made by this shop owner. Many casual cultivators who want to learn skills such as weapon refining would choose to open such a small shop in such a market, and the cost will not be too high. , who can collect raw materials and sell the refined finished instruments at the same time. There are also many such casual cultivators in Qinghefang.

After casually looking at the items in the store for a while, Song Qingming stepped forward, picked up an ordinary high-grade flying sword from the counter, and asked:

"Seller, how many spiritual stones are needed for this flying sword?"

The middle-aged monk glanced at Song Qingming in surprise, and was about to speak, but unexpectedly another young servant suddenly appeared from behind the counter and shouted loudly: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, this sword is stored here by a senior." You can't sell it to anyone without his consent, otherwise you should look at other magic weapons."

When Song Qingming heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. This object was related to the foundation-building monks, which made him instantly lose confidence. He slowly put down the flying sword in his hand, feeling a pity in his heart.

He had just entered this store just for this object. This flying sword seemed to have some fate with him. As soon as he saw this object on the street, he suddenly had the idea of ​​taking it away from here.

Originally, with his fifth-level Qi refining level, he could only use two magic weapons at the same time. Now that he already has the Fiery Sun Sword and the Black Gold Shield, normally he would not need to purchase any more magic weapons in a short period of time. .

He had been shopping in this market for so long today, buying some magic talismans and elixirs. He didn't want to buy any more magic weapons, but for some reason he was attracted to this sword as soon as he arrived near this store. Living.

Normally, monks in the middle stage of Qi refining cannot use high-grade magic weapons. Monks in the middle stage of Qi refining have limited mana. Driving high-grade magic weapons will quickly consume their own mana. Once they cannot defeat the opponent in a short period of time, they will be depleted of mana. Even if it is defeated, it will not be as useful as a middle-grade magic weapon.

Only some monks with special skills or other reasons whose magic power is much stronger than that of monks of the same level can, after practicing, use high-grade magic weapons to fight against enemies for a long time. Most of these monks are people with top-notch magical powers. After refining high-grade magic weapons, they are even able to kill ordinary monks in the late stage of Qi refining.

As far as Song Qingming is concerned, it is far from the time when he needs to use the high-grade magic weapon. When he saw the high-grade magic weapon in Liu Tianlong's storage bag, he had no idea of ​​​​refining it himself.

The price of a high-grade magic weapon is much more expensive than that of a middle-grade magic weapon. An ordinary middle-grade flying sword, like the Fierce Sun Sword in Song Qingming's hand, can be directly exchanged in the clan for only twenty spiritual stones. There will be no more than thirty spiritual stones at most in the market.

As for a high-grade flying sword, the price in the market is generally about one hundred spirit stones. The price of a high-grade flying sword can be as high as three or four medium-grade magical weapons.

After the young monk took the sword from Song Qingming, he slowly put the sword into a simple sword box. He was extremely careful in the process, for fear of accidentally touching the sword.

The shop owner dressed as a middle-aged Taoist suddenly said when he saw Song Qingming lowering his head and sighing and about to walk out of the shop:

"My little friend, I would like to ask you, why did you buy this sword?"

"I don't know. When I saw this sword from a distance, I just felt that it was destined to me."

Song Qingming shook his head, turned around and said sincerely.

After listening to Song Qingming's words, the shop owner paused and smiled, and then said: "Since I am destined to you, I will make an exception for my old friend today, so I will sell this sword to you."

"Master, this sword is left here by your friend. How can you sell it to him so easily? Even if you want to sell it, you have to find a suitable person!"

The young monk who had just put the sword into the sword box cherished the sword box and said anxiously to the shopkeeper, as if he shouldn't sell it to Song Qingming, which made Song Qingming feel a little strange.

This young man's cultivation is not high, but only the fourth level of Qi Refining. Why does he seem to look down on him? He is too dog-eyed. If it were a few months ago, Song Qingming would naturally have no objection. Now he is not someone who can't afford this little spiritual stone.

"Alas, for people of our generation, the most important thing is a destiny. Since this thing is destined to this little brother, it is naturally considered a suitable person. Little brother, take this sword"

The young monk wanted to say something, but was glared back by the shopkeeper, and could only hand the sword box to Song Qingming with reluctance.

Song Qingming took the sword box and carefully put it into the storage bag. He was a little happy. He thought he could not get this thing anymore. He did not expect that there would be another unexpected turn of events. He could not believe it.

"Excuse me, what is the name of this sword?"

"The original name of this sword is Taixu. Now the sword has changed its owner. It is up to you to call it what you want."

"Taixu is indeed a good name. You should call it this name if you follow me in the future." After getting this sword, Song Qingming felt a little happy and turned to walk out of the store.

"Hey, little brother, wait a minute."

"Boss, what else?"

"You haven't paid the spirit stones yet?"

"Oh, sorry, how much spirit stones?"

"Since you are destined to be together, I won't earn any share of this sword. Just give me 150 spirit stones."

"Damn, it's so expensive."

"If you don't have enough spirit stones, forget it and look at other magic tools!" The young monk saw that Song Qingming thought it was too expensive, and wanted to take the sword box back with joy, but saw Song Qingming directly took out the spirit stones from the storage bag.

It's just 150 spirit stones, take it.

After leaving the Li's grocery store, Song Qingming walked on the road, feeling that he had just been played by the master and apprentice. If it was true, the two of them had really good acting skills, especially the look in the eyes of the young monk, who looked down on him from beginning to end.

Even though he paid a premium of 150 spirit stones to buy this item, the young cultivator still looked reluctant. This level was much better than those cunning and treacherous casual cultivators he saw in Caolu Mountain.

Although he felt that 150 spirit stones were a bit expensive, Song Qingming always had a feeling in his heart that this sword was indeed destined for him.

"Forget it, just think of it as a little extravagance today."