Chapter 420 Ziyang Taoist (Part 3)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 420 Ziyang Taoist (third update)
The middle-aged man walked quickly to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said respectfully, "Uncle Lu, this senior wants to reserve a third-order puppet beast." "I see, you two go down!"
The middle-aged Taoist nodded and let the two go down.
"The poor Taoist Lu Yunpeng, whose Taoist name is Ziyang, dare I ask you how to call him?"
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said kindly.
Wang Changsheng clasped his fist at Taoist Ziyang, and said, "My surname is Wang. Dare I ask Fellow Daoist Lu, how many spirit stones do you need for a low-rank puppet beast of the third rank? How long does it take to refine it?"
"70! It will take five years at the earliest to complete the project. Which type of third-order puppet beast does Wang Daoyou want?"
Wang Changsheng frowned. Before he spoke, he knew that the third-tier puppet beasts were expensive, but he never expected that a third-tier low-grade puppet beast would cost 70 spirit stones.
Based on his experience in refining puppet beasts, the selling price of puppet beasts is usually more than twice the cost. If he guessed correctly, the materials for refining third-order puppet beasts would cost at least 30 spirit stones.
Taoist Ziyang smiled slightly and explained: "The refining of third-order puppet beasts is more difficult and requires more materials. 70 spirit stones are not expensive. If you really want to book, 65 spirit stones are the best price. price."
"Forget it, it's too expensive. There are 65 spirit stones. I'd rather buy a magic weapon."
"The defensive power of the third-tier puppets is no worse than that of the first-tier defensive magic weapon. 65 spirit stones are not expensive. If fellow Taoists think it is too expensive, we also have Jiugong puppets in this store. Nine second-tier top-grade puppets can be used together to lay a simplified version. The third-order formation is the Nine Palaces Trapped Spirit Formation, and the monks below the third level of alchemy are trapped, and it is difficult to escape for a while, with [-] spirit stones."
Taoist Ziyang introduced enthusiastically.
Wang Changsheng was secretly surprised, this was the first time he had heard of the combination of puppet beasts and formations.
Naturally, he wouldn't take the initiative to admit that he couldn't take out the spirit stone. He shook his head and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, for your kindness. Mr. Wang is not interested in second-order puppet beasts."
Taoist Ziyang was not annoyed either, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists are here to participate in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference! Pindao held a small exchange meeting with several fellow Daoists, is Daoist Wang interested in participating?"
Most of the high-ranking monks who participated in the Guangyuan Ceremony participated in the Guangyuan Ceremony with the purpose of exchanging items. Some things that they don't need, maybe others will use them!
"Swap meeting? Where is it? When is it?"
"Tomorrow night at Youshi, Guangyuan Residence, the entire Guangyuan Residence has been booked by us. If you are interested in Wang Daoyou, please don't be late."
"Sure, Mr. Wang still has something to do, so let's go first and be there on time tomorrow night."
Wang Changsheng agreed to come down, turned around and went downstairs.
He visited all the big shops in Guangyuan City, and the dazzling array of goods opened his eyes and gained a lot of knowledge.
As the sky gradually darkened, merchants took out their lighting tools one after another. The number of monks on the street increased instead of decreasing, the crowds were surging, and the sound of yelling was endless, making it very lively.
Wang Changsheng came to a huge bluestone square. There were many small stalls in the square, and the stall owners were all monks below Jiedan.
Naturally, there wouldn't be any good things in these small stalls, but with the idea of picking up leaks, Wang Changsheng still wandered around.
As he walked forward, his eyes quickly glanced at the things on the booth.
To be honest, there are many kinds of goods on the stalls, such as pills, talismans, magic tools, and even second-order spirit beasts.
After looking at a lot of things, it is not surprising that Wang Changsheng didn't find any leaks. Picking up leaks is purely luck.
Suddenly, a fierce quarrel came from a booth in front, and some monks who liked to watch the excitement walked over quickly.
Wang Changsheng's expression changed, and he walked up quickly.
In front of a small stall, a man in yellow robe with pockmarks on his face and a girl in blue skirt with delicate features were arguing about something. The stall owner was an eighth-level Qi refining immortal cultivator.
The man in the yellow robe is at the alchemy stage, and the girl in the blue skirt is at the foundation stage.
"Senior, there is a first-come-first-served basis for everything! This junior is clearly interested in this hidden treasure map, and is ready to pay for it. It's inappropriate for you to intervene suddenly!"
The girl in the blue skirt frowned and said, without a trace of fear on her face.
The man in the yellow robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt, and said unceremoniously: "You haven't paid, why can't I buy it? This old man wants this map of hidden treasures, 100 yuan of spirit stones, you, a yellow-haired girl in the foundation period, can't buy it?" Dare to grab things from the old man, are you tired of living?"
He took out a mid-grade spirit stone and threw it to the stall owner.
Naturally, the stall owner didn't dare to offend Brother Jiedan, so he handed a yellow rag two feet long and wide to the man in yellow robe.
At this moment, a somewhat hoarse female voice sounded: "Wait a minute, Huang Fugui, you are getting bolder and bullying the old granddaughter."
An old woman in a golden robe with a wrinkled face and a golden snake-headed crutch came out of the crowd.
The powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the golden-robed old woman is obviously a monk of the fifth level of alchemy.
To everyone's surprise, Huang Fugui, who was aggressive just now, saw the golden robed old woman, like a mouse meeting a cat, and said with a smile: "So it's Mrs. Jin, the old man said! This girl looks so familiar."
As he said so, he grabbed the yellow rag and stuffed it into his arms.
"Wait, Huang Mazi, take out that so-called treasure map and let me have a look."
The tone of the golden robed old woman was flat, full of irresistible meaning.
After hearing this, Huang Mazi showed hesitation.
"What? Jute? Doesn't the old man's words work?"
The golden robe old woman's tone became cold, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of her body.
Jute Mazi's face changed, and he hurriedly took out the yellow rag and handed it to the golden robed old woman, not caring about his face at all.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng smiled lightly.
Speaking of which, it was not the first time he had seen Huang Fugui. After so many years, Huang Fugui was still the same, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
The golden-robed old woman carefully checked the yellow rag, and found nothing unusual, so she returned it to Huang Fugui, saying: "It's just a magic weapon, just a piece of rag, if you dare say it's a treasure map, return it to you." .”
After all, Huang Fugui is a monk of alchemy, so it is not worth it to turn against Huang Fugui for a so-called treasure map.
Huang Fugui smiled mischievously, put away the yellow remnants, and quickly squeezed into the crowd.
The old woman in the golden robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt, and said, "Come back with me, you are getting bolder."
The girl in the blue skirt showed a bitter face, and left with the old woman in the golden robe.
Seeing this, the onlookers dispersed one after another.
Wang Changsheng smiled lightly, and walked forward. He looked around Qingshi Square, but he didn't find any bargains.
He didn't care, and walked along the way. When he passed a certain restaurant, a familiar male voice suddenly reached his ears: "Wang Daoyou, what a coincidence! Look at the second floor."
Thanks for breaking red, EricWSC for the reward
(End of this chapter)
The middle-aged man walked quickly to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said respectfully, "Uncle Lu, this senior wants to reserve a third-order puppet beast." "I see, you two go down!"
The middle-aged Taoist nodded and let the two go down.
"The poor Taoist Lu Yunpeng, whose Taoist name is Ziyang, dare I ask you how to call him?"
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said kindly.
Wang Changsheng clasped his fist at Taoist Ziyang, and said, "My surname is Wang. Dare I ask Fellow Daoist Lu, how many spirit stones do you need for a low-rank puppet beast of the third rank? How long does it take to refine it?"
"70! It will take five years at the earliest to complete the project. Which type of third-order puppet beast does Wang Daoyou want?"
Wang Changsheng frowned. Before he spoke, he knew that the third-tier puppet beasts were expensive, but he never expected that a third-tier low-grade puppet beast would cost 70 spirit stones.
Based on his experience in refining puppet beasts, the selling price of puppet beasts is usually more than twice the cost. If he guessed correctly, the materials for refining third-order puppet beasts would cost at least 30 spirit stones.
Taoist Ziyang smiled slightly and explained: "The refining of third-order puppet beasts is more difficult and requires more materials. 70 spirit stones are not expensive. If you really want to book, 65 spirit stones are the best price. price."
"Forget it, it's too expensive. There are 65 spirit stones. I'd rather buy a magic weapon."
"The defensive power of the third-tier puppets is no worse than that of the first-tier defensive magic weapon. 65 spirit stones are not expensive. If fellow Taoists think it is too expensive, we also have Jiugong puppets in this store. Nine second-tier top-grade puppets can be used together to lay a simplified version. The third-order formation is the Nine Palaces Trapped Spirit Formation, and the monks below the third level of alchemy are trapped, and it is difficult to escape for a while, with [-] spirit stones."
Taoist Ziyang introduced enthusiastically.
Wang Changsheng was secretly surprised, this was the first time he had heard of the combination of puppet beasts and formations.
Naturally, he wouldn't take the initiative to admit that he couldn't take out the spirit stone. He shook his head and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, for your kindness. Mr. Wang is not interested in second-order puppet beasts."
Taoist Ziyang was not annoyed either, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists are here to participate in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference! Pindao held a small exchange meeting with several fellow Daoists, is Daoist Wang interested in participating?"
Most of the high-ranking monks who participated in the Guangyuan Ceremony participated in the Guangyuan Ceremony with the purpose of exchanging items. Some things that they don't need, maybe others will use them!
"Swap meeting? Where is it? When is it?"
"Tomorrow night at Youshi, Guangyuan Residence, the entire Guangyuan Residence has been booked by us. If you are interested in Wang Daoyou, please don't be late."
"Sure, Mr. Wang still has something to do, so let's go first and be there on time tomorrow night."
Wang Changsheng agreed to come down, turned around and went downstairs.
He visited all the big shops in Guangyuan City, and the dazzling array of goods opened his eyes and gained a lot of knowledge.
As the sky gradually darkened, merchants took out their lighting tools one after another. The number of monks on the street increased instead of decreasing, the crowds were surging, and the sound of yelling was endless, making it very lively.
Wang Changsheng came to a huge bluestone square. There were many small stalls in the square, and the stall owners were all monks below Jiedan.
Naturally, there wouldn't be any good things in these small stalls, but with the idea of picking up leaks, Wang Changsheng still wandered around.
As he walked forward, his eyes quickly glanced at the things on the booth.
To be honest, there are many kinds of goods on the stalls, such as pills, talismans, magic tools, and even second-order spirit beasts.
After looking at a lot of things, it is not surprising that Wang Changsheng didn't find any leaks. Picking up leaks is purely luck.
Suddenly, a fierce quarrel came from a booth in front, and some monks who liked to watch the excitement walked over quickly.
Wang Changsheng's expression changed, and he walked up quickly.
In front of a small stall, a man in yellow robe with pockmarks on his face and a girl in blue skirt with delicate features were arguing about something. The stall owner was an eighth-level Qi refining immortal cultivator.
The man in the yellow robe is at the alchemy stage, and the girl in the blue skirt is at the foundation stage.
"Senior, there is a first-come-first-served basis for everything! This junior is clearly interested in this hidden treasure map, and is ready to pay for it. It's inappropriate for you to intervene suddenly!"
The girl in the blue skirt frowned and said, without a trace of fear on her face.
The man in the yellow robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt, and said unceremoniously: "You haven't paid, why can't I buy it? This old man wants this map of hidden treasures, 100 yuan of spirit stones, you, a yellow-haired girl in the foundation period, can't buy it?" Dare to grab things from the old man, are you tired of living?"
He took out a mid-grade spirit stone and threw it to the stall owner.
Naturally, the stall owner didn't dare to offend Brother Jiedan, so he handed a yellow rag two feet long and wide to the man in yellow robe.
At this moment, a somewhat hoarse female voice sounded: "Wait a minute, Huang Fugui, you are getting bolder and bullying the old granddaughter."
An old woman in a golden robe with a wrinkled face and a golden snake-headed crutch came out of the crowd.
The powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the golden-robed old woman is obviously a monk of the fifth level of alchemy.
To everyone's surprise, Huang Fugui, who was aggressive just now, saw the golden robed old woman, like a mouse meeting a cat, and said with a smile: "So it's Mrs. Jin, the old man said! This girl looks so familiar."
As he said so, he grabbed the yellow rag and stuffed it into his arms.
"Wait, Huang Mazi, take out that so-called treasure map and let me have a look."
The tone of the golden robed old woman was flat, full of irresistible meaning.
After hearing this, Huang Mazi showed hesitation.
"What? Jute? Doesn't the old man's words work?"
The golden robe old woman's tone became cold, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of her body.
Jute Mazi's face changed, and he hurriedly took out the yellow rag and handed it to the golden robed old woman, not caring about his face at all.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng smiled lightly.
Speaking of which, it was not the first time he had seen Huang Fugui. After so many years, Huang Fugui was still the same, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
The golden-robed old woman carefully checked the yellow rag, and found nothing unusual, so she returned it to Huang Fugui, saying: "It's just a magic weapon, just a piece of rag, if you dare say it's a treasure map, return it to you." .”
After all, Huang Fugui is a monk of alchemy, so it is not worth it to turn against Huang Fugui for a so-called treasure map.
Huang Fugui smiled mischievously, put away the yellow remnants, and quickly squeezed into the crowd.
The old woman in the golden robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt, and said, "Come back with me, you are getting bolder."
The girl in the blue skirt showed a bitter face, and left with the old woman in the golden robe.
Seeing this, the onlookers dispersed one after another.
Wang Changsheng smiled lightly, and walked forward. He looked around Qingshi Square, but he didn't find any bargains.
He didn't care, and walked along the way. When he passed a certain restaurant, a familiar male voice suddenly reached his ears: "Wang Daoyou, what a coincidence! Look at the second floor."
Thanks for breaking red, EricWSC for the reward
(End of this chapter)
