The first sword repair in history [rebirth]

Qiao Zheng carefully took out 32 feathers from his ring.

Yes, he counted them one by one.

God knows how thin Tang Sanyang's feathers are after shedding them for the second time, and the total of these 32 feathers is only one finger wide.But Qiao Zheng seemed to have dug out the flesh from him alive, and his distressed expression was beyond words.

Qiao Zheng originally wanted to find a shop to sell some magic weapons on his body, but now, he doesn't think so.No wonder Tang Yiyang was so dismissive of the Miaosheng brush that he had cultivated with the feathers that Sanyang retreated for the first time. It is true that he ruined such a good material by lightning strikes another day!

This time, Qiao Zheng learned his lesson.

"Why don't we go to the store, let's go directly to the auction to appraise the feather." Maybe we can directly make a deal with the auction to buy those demon pills in advance!

After finishing speaking, Qiao Zheng pulled Tang Sanyang and called a female cultivator to lead the way, and headed towards the venue where the auction was located.

The female cultivator leading the way was very witty, knowing that the cultivator in front of him was obviously not easy to mess with, so she didn't say a word along the way.Just lead two people into the venue from a small entrance on the side, and walk along the corridor to the first room near the east.

This house looked extremely elegant, and it was completely different from the style of the restaurant where they lived.

I saw a dark table and a few chairs facing the entrance of the room. There was a teacup vase on the table, and the spirit flower and grass were swaying in the bottle, which was very beautiful.A red sandalwood incense burner also emitted bursts of fresh and moving fragrance, and even the mood improved a lot after smelling it.

As soon as Qiao Zheng smelled it, he knew that it was the best Buddha Heart Incense, which can only be planted by Buddhist cultivators. Because there are very few Buddhist cultivators in the Chenyuan world, the Buddha Heart Incense has always been priceless. There is nowhere to buy them.If a good deal is made later, maybe I have to buy some from the manager here.

"Please come in, both of you. The elder appraiser will be here soon." The female cultivator is obviously very familiar with the boy here, and she greeted the boy softly, took the pill bottle that Qiao Zheng threw, opened the bottle stopper, and Yixi, happily left.The boy watched clearly from the side, and naturally knew how effective the elixir Qiao Zheng sent was for monks like them, but he was still very calm and unmoved at all.

Qiao Zheng pulled Tang Sanyang to sit down, felt the soft touch in his arms, and began to observe his surroundings.

This is obviously where the monks working behind the auction live.

There are many rooms lined up in the nine-curved corridor here, and some of them can't be seen clearly from a distance. It seems that a lot of restrictions have been added.The auction needs a lot of people, especially monks who go out to hunt for treasure.These rooms must have been set up just for them.When these monks go out to search for treasures and return, the appraisers here will appraise the results.

After waiting for a while, a boy came in first, followed by a middle-aged man in a white Confucian shirt.The man's face was extremely white, and he looked very refined. Judging from his cultivation base, he was in the late stage of Jindan, and judging from his appearance, he was a middle-grade Jindan at the end.When he stepped into the room, he was slightly surprised when he saw Qiao Zheng, but then calmed down.

"If I had known that a distinguished guest would come, I would have arrived earlier without putting on my clothes." The middle-aged man cupped his hands towards Qiao Zheng, "In Xiahan City, fellow daoist, you are being polite."

"Fellow Daoist Han is very polite." Qiao Zheng nodded towards him, "This time I'm just here to auction something in your place, and I'd like to ask fellow Daoist Han to appraise it and give you a good evaluation."

Seeing this, Han Cheng smiled, "If it is something sent by a fellow daoist, it must be a rare treasure." After speaking, Han Cheng sat down opposite Qiao Zheng, "If you have any treasures, you might as well take it out have a look."

Qiao Zheng calmly took out a brilliance and restrained black box from the ring.This box was bought on a temporary basis. In Qiao Zheng's words, treasures must have a good appearance, and the price will drop if you take it out of your hand!

"This item was a gift from someone from another world of mine. It is very precious. It's just that I need some things to prepare for crossing the Tianmen Gate in a year. Therefore, I have to take this item out and exchange it for some useful ones at the auction. Things." Qiao Zheng's fingers were extremely white, and when he stroked the black box containing the feathers, there was a sense of beauty in black and white contrast, and he seemed very reluctant.

Han Cheng naturally knew how important the Crossing Heaven Gate was to a Jindan cultivator like Qiao Zheng.Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw Qiao Zheng's reluctance to give up and it was a treasure from another world.It stands to reason that he has been in this business for many years, and he does not know how many rare treasures he has appraised, so he shouldn't have such emotions.

It's just that Han Cheng's intuition told him that the contents in the box must be beyond his imagination!

"Then I'll wait and see." Han Cheng expressed his intentions directly, looking at Qiao Zheng with a smile and said.

Qiao Zheng pondered for a while, "Well, since you've decided this way, don't think about it anymore." Then, Qiao Zheng pushed the black box towards Han Cheng.

"Refreshing." Han Cheng boasted decently.With a very skillful posture, he pressed the box and opened the black box.

Inside the box is a handful of feathers.

Han Cheng was a little stunned. He had thought about countless possibilities, including the secrets of spiritual grass, spiritual mines, magic tools, pills, and exercises, but he never thought of such a thing.

No, there should be something strange here.

Han Cheng calmed down and used his unique skills to condense his spiritual consciousness in his eyes. His pupils instantly became extremely deep, and there was even a dark light flowing continuously on the surface of the eyeballs. This should be an extremely powerful force. The secret method of the pupil technique, it is said that practitioners can even judge the quality and growth of the spiritual grass by seeing the trajectory of true energy running in the spiritual grass, has always been a secret, and few people know about it.

Han Cheng was able to climb to the position of the chief appraiser of the auction in the face of many monks, relying on the secret method of the pupil technique handed down in his family.

Han Cheng's cold sweat has gradually broken out, and the veins around his eyes even started to stand out, looking extremely embarrassed.

This feather is really extraordinary.

It looks like it's just slightly white, but it's not white until you look at it with a secret technique. It's actually a white made of all kinds of brilliance.Not only is it filled with extremely mellow spiritual energy, but the veins in which the spiritual energy runs are even more rare. This must be the feathers that have faded from an extremely high-level monster.

When Han Cheng looked in again, there was a mass of white flames blowing towards his face, so frightened that Han Cheng immediately withdrew the secret method, leaned on the chair, panting heavily, sweating profusely.

"This... This is..." Han Cheng looked at Qiao Zheng in surprise, "What kind of monster's feather is this?" After it faded, it still had such power, and even contained a white flame!Han Cheng was very knowledgeable, so he naturally recognized the extraordinaryness of the fire.This feather contains such powerful aura and fire energy, if the master is invited to sacrifice it, maybe a magic weapon can be produced!

And from the establishment of their whole city to the present, only one magic weapon has been auctioned, and it was bought by the current head of the Dankui sect, Dan Yuanzi!

Now, maybe there will be another one.

But such a small handful of feathers actually has the power comparable to magic weapon materials, which is simply unheard of!

"Peacock, it comes from a peacock." Qiao Zheng replied, "I don't know the specific species. There are too many offshoots of a peacock, and my friend got it by accident. He is a sword cultivator, so keep this The feather was given to me because it was useless, and if the Cross-Tianmen is imminent, I would never take it out."

"I understand." Han Cheng nodded. No monk would easily give up the materials that can be used to train magic weapons. This kind of thing is scarce even in a big world with abundant resources, let alone in a middle world like them?

"Fellow Daoist Qiao, the value of this item is immeasurable. If Fellow Daoist Qiao is willing, can you sell it to us? The price we offer from Quanyicheng will definitely not be low." Han Cheng was very polite to Qiao Zheng. Things are hard to come by, if someone refines them and then auctions them off, it will definitely increase the reputation of their auction!

"I only want the twenty demon pills from this auction, not one less." Qiao Zheng looked at Han Cheng and said seriously, "If Fellow Daoist Han is willing, you can exchange them with me."

"Only the demon pill?" Han Cheng pondered for a while, then asked suspiciously.

"My monster is in the growth stage. With the demon pill, it can take shape and accompany me to cross the Tianmen." Qiao Zheng replied seriously, "I only want the demon pill. There are others besides ten, and I want them all."

"This... is a very important matter. Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoists. I'll go and ask our steward." Han Cheng thought about it, but finally he couldn't bear the temptation of the magic weapon. But no matter how good the demon pill is, it cannot compare to the benefits of the magic weapon.And things like demon pills can't be used indiscriminately, if you are not careful, you will end up exploding and dying. There are very few monks who dare to buy demon pills, except those alchemists.Even if you sell twenty demon pills, you can't sell them for a particularly good price.

Han Cheng already had a plan in mind, looked at the boy standing beside him, and ordered, "Hurry up and contact the manager, and ask him to come over in person."

"Yes." The boy bowed to Han Cheng and immediately left the room.

"Friend Daoist Qiao, please wait a little longer." Han Cheng picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup for Qiao himself, "We are in charge of affairs specially sent by Tianyuan Great World. It is better for him to preside over the matter of Yaodan."

"Oh, that's it." Joe disputed over the tea and took a sip, "I hope we can have a good deal."

As he said that, Han Cheng couldn't help looking at the feathers in the box, and sighed, "As a descendant of the Phoenix, the peacock is originally a monster beloved by the world. This feather should have grown and faded from a cub. If it is an adult, maybe... ..."

"What Fellow Daoist said is true." Qiao Zheng was deeply touched by this, "It's just that this feather came by coincidence. If you want a better one, I'm afraid you can only hope for it in the big world."

Tang Sanyang, who had been silent all this time, rolled his eyes silently in his heart, he knew that Qiao Zheng was still thinking about his feathers now!