Qin Guan was so sad that these people who sell things are all the same, they are buying things themselves, not buying stories.

"Just talk about how many spirit stones you have." Qin Guan said coldly.

“5ooo Spirit Stone.”

Crack, Qin Guan threw the thing directly into the stall, turned around and left.

When the stall owner saw Qin Guan so resolutely, he knew that he was going to grow up, and immediately shouted: "Friends, can you discuss it?" This kind of broken magic weapon is very difficult to sell. When he encountered a price question, he immediately called Qin Guan.

"Tell me the actual price, I will leave immediately if there is too much." Qin Guan said.

"Then four...three...ahhh, don't leave, two thousand eight hundred spirit stones, you can't lose them again."

"Two thousand, do you like to sell or not."

"Two thousand is too little. You want to cut my flesh, at least two thousand seven."

“…”

Bargaining, he finally took it for 2,300 yuan, paid and left, and continued to grind his teeth to the next house. There were many messy things in the market, but few of them could be attracted to, and more were useless garbage.

Qin Guan didn't dare to show that Zhang Yang was. After spending more than 50,000 spirit stones, he bought more than 20 broken magic weapons on the market. That night, Qin Guan put it in the tent and prepared to upgrade the Lei Jue Sword.

Summon the Lei Jue Sword and issue an order to "swallow."

"Ding, the Thunder Jue Sword devours one top-quality magic weapon, which has been increased to 49.5%.

“…”

"Ding, the Thunder Jue Sword devours one top-quality magic weapon, which has been increased to 73.8%.

"Ding, the Thunder Jue Sword devours one top-quality magic weapon, which has been increased to 96.8%.

Damn, Qin Guan was depressed. After swallowing all the broken magic weapons, he was still a little short of it, but he was just a little short of it but couldn't do his best.

Suddenly, Qin Guan remembered something.

He took out something from the space. When he killed the gerbil spirit, he got his top-quality magic gun, but he was left in the space.

Without hesitation, let Lei Jue Sword eat it directly.

"Ding, Lei Jue Sword devours one top-grade magic weapon, which will be increased to 1oo%, and Lei Jue Sword is upgraded to the primary spiritual weapon level."

Qin Guan was delighted and looked at Lei Jue Sword. He saw that Lei Jue Sword seemed to have changed a little. There was a lightning-like pattern on the sword, and the swallowing shape was even more gorgeous, making Qin Guan love it.

The Lei Jue Sword seems to be more spiritual than before.

Qin Guan wanted to try the current power of the Lei Jue Sword, but this is a market, so it is difficult to make too much noise, so he had to give up.

Qin Guandian opened the system and checked it out.

Name: Qin Guan.

Level: Foundation building stage (first level).

Skills: calligraphy, swordsmanship, the universe in the sleeves, the golden light in the earth.

Equipment: mysterious lotus seeds, water hyacinths, fire gourds, Thunder Sword (primary spiritual weapon), immortal ropes, and soul gourds.

Pet: Perilla (sable).

Reward items: Face change mask (5).

Merit points: 115349 points.

Qin Guan felt much more relaxed when he completed the first task. Next, he was ready to investigate the dark forces of the Yaksha clan. Since he had been born here, it was impossible not to leave any clues.

The treasures of the master's rescue are not easy to find, and now the entire Shushan Sect is looking for those things. Qin Guan wanted to try to find another way. Maybe he could find a way to save the master through the Yasha clan.

After a few days of revolving around, Qin Guan was a little disappointed, but thinking about the fact that the master stayed here for half a year in order to find the clues, Qin Guan felt at ease again.

"Ghost-faced spider silk, the top-quality material for making top-quality velvets."

"Yanming Pill, the essential pill for foundation-building monks."

“…”

Qin Guan was walking around the market, listening to the hawking sounds coming and going around him, and there was a loud voice shouting: "There are spiritual weapons for sale, are there anyone who wants to see them."

Spiritual weapon!

As soon as the sound came out, it immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people. People surrounded him. Qin Guan was curious and looked at it. A big beard was hawking. There was only one item on the stall, which was something similar to a bronze tripod.

"Boss, what kind of spiritual weapon are you?"

"Yes, what's the use of shouting for spiritual weapons?"

"It's not for cooking."

Everyone asked in a verbal way.

The bearded boss looked at everyone and said proudly: "This is a spiritual weapon I received from Baichu Pavilion. It is the natal magic weapon of one of their foundation-building monks. Later, the monk hung up and the magic weapon was sold."

"What's the point of saying it?" everyone asked impatiently.

"Is it effective? The food cooked with this cauldron can increase the absorption of spiritual energy by 30%, and it is particularly delicious. Is this effective? "The bearded man said complacently.

"cut!!!"

Everyone spoke in contempt.

What a bad skill?

Unless that kind of foodie, who would use this kind of pot to make a natal magic weapon?

Everyone's interest disappeared immediately.

At this moment, someone shouted not far away: "Let's take a look, and sell "Extraordinary Fire". It is rare in the world. Fire control, weapon refining, and alchemy monks should not miss it."

As soon as this sound came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Qin Guan was very concerned when he heard the word "Extraordinary Fire" because he had two kinds of strange fire, the fire in the stone and the demon fire in the heart, and he also followed the crowd.

I saw a large wooden stake on the stall, which was as thick as a person and as high as two meters. The center of the stake was hollow. Everyone was surprised to find that a small red flame burned in the center of the stake.

This small flame is too tender, with orange-red color and finger belly size. Qin Guan feels like a lighter flame, soft and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow it out.

After seeing it, someone said, "There are firewood and fire, and the size of a fingernail, it is said to be strange fire. You are too fooling."

"There must be something special about the strange fire. What is the difference between you and ordinary fire? I will also burn wood to make fire."

At this time, someone smiled and said, "Haha, boss, you just sold the pots there, you are selling the fire here, you just made a piece of it and made a delicious pot for everyone."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The boss was anxious and said loudly: "What do you know? This is the treasure I got from entering the Demon Cloud Secret Realm. I finally entered the Demon Cloud Secret Realm. There were skeletons and zombies everywhere. I finally arrived at a place, but was chased by a group of evil things. I ran away desperately, but no matter where I escaped, they could always chase me."

"Later, I escaped to a deserted back mountain and saw this wooden stake. Within fifty meters of surrounding him, the skeleton zombies did not dare to approach. Later, I found that there was a flame in this wooden stake. I guess those skeleton zombies should be afraid of this flame and dare not approach it."

"Later, I walked out of the secret realm with this wooden stake. On the way, the skeleton ghosts really dared not come. Do you think it's very magical? This flame is definitely a strange fire."

Just when Qin Guan saw the flame, the fire gourd in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly started to move, and the fire in the stone also showed a close thought.
Chapter completed!