Chapter 132 An opportunity

Perhaps the third-order low-grade magical sword was not Lin Shiming's best, but the third-order mid-grade magical sword undoubtedly stood out among the base-building stalls. New Google Search Reading

As the monks gathered together, more and more monks came over. Although they were not as close as ordinary people, they were not far apart. This was still very rare in the street stall area, let alone building a foundation and setting up a stall. district.

In an instant, three or four people made bids for Lin Shiming's sound transmission. This tacit agreement on the price for sound transmission was obviously not to give Lin Shiming the highest bidder.

However, what they don't know is that Lin Shiming himself is not for the spirit stone.

Lin Shiming himself had 400,000 spirit stones in his storage bag, and his family gave him another 200,000 spirit stones.

For him, a monk in the early stages of foundation building, participating in the Qingxuan Conference was enough.

"The third-level mid-grade magic sword can only be exchanged for spiritual bamboo or third-level demon-luring grass of equal value! The same goes for the third-level low-grade magic sword!" Lin Shiming spoke directly, without giving anyone a chance to continue transmitting the message.

After hearing this, most of the monks who had no treasures continued to check other stalls. A few monks were still standing aside, trying to talk about the price, but Lin Shiming shook his head.

At this time, everyone turned and left, except for those monks who obviously had evil intentions.

It is impossible for them to give high prices. After all, shopping at street stalls is for the price discount. If it violates this original intention, it is better to go to those big shops.

Lin Shiming is not angry, but closes his eyes and rests. Just now he was the monk who bought, and he is waiting for the monk who sells.

With this spread, almost all the news spread.

Time passed quickly, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, a gray-robed monk with a mustache walked up to Lin Shiming.

"Would you sell this sword for 110,000 spiritual stones?"

"Fellow Taoist, please come back. I only change the spirit bamboo or the monster luring grass!" Lin Shiming shook his head, with a disappointed look on his face. However, at this moment, the bearded monk sent a message to Lin Shiming again:

"Lingzhu, I do have a sword here, but I'm afraid your sword is a little lacking!"

After saying that, the bearded monk looked pained, as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Oh, I wonder if you could show me the spiritual bamboo?" Lin Shiming said with some interest.

And a sly smile suddenly flashed across the corner of the other party's mouth.

"Of course you can, but there are too many people here, so why not go to the trading house?" Little Beard suggested.

Lin Shiming hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"Yes, yes, but the price of the trading house has to be paid by you!"

Of course, his hesitation was not because of this, but because he could see that the mustache wanted to blackmail him.

"This..." Xiao Xiu was a little embarrassed.

"Fellow Taoist, the treasures I have are here, and they are only exchanged for the same value. If your Taoist's things are much higher than Lin's, Lin will never reach out to you and covet your Taoist's treasures. He still knows this. of!"

"Well, Hu really needs a magic weapon, so I'll go to the trading house with you!" After the mustache sword Lin Shiming couldn't be fooled, he also gave up the idea of ​​extorting a sum of money.

Lin Shiming put away his shop, followed the bearded monk to the trading room, and opened the trading room for the first- and third-level spirit isolation formations.

"I have a piece of Golden Thunder Bamboo below. Fellow Taoist, you should have heard of the names of the Ten Great Spiritual Bamboos!" The bearded monk said cautiously, as if at this time, he was still afraid of being known, and someone knew that he had Golden Thunder Bamboo.

After saying that, he took out a first-level golden bamboo joint, and golden arcs flashed on the bamboo joints.

After taking a look, Little Beard put away the Golden Thunder Bamboo again.

"How about it, it's enough to replace you with three magic swords!"

"Fellow Daoist Hu is trying to amuse Lin. Your Golden Thunder Bamboo is clearly the spiritual root of the Golden Thunder Bamboo. Not to mention the toughness of the non-spiritual bamboo, it can hardly be used for weapon training. Its real function is not to cultivate the Golden Thunder Bamboo." Lin Shiming He spoke with a cold snort, his expression sullen.

"Furthermore, the spiritual root of your Golden Thunder Bamboo is still not green at all, lacks vitality, and is still stained with information from spiritual soil. Fellow Daoist Hu must have planted it before, but he just didn't do it well!"

Lin Shiming made it clear, but what made him quite speechless was that.

Fellow Daoist Hu didn't show any signs of blushing. After being exposed, he just said a light word.

"Ah, then I was deceived. I also spent 30,000 spiritual stones to buy this from someone else!"

Lin Shiming naturally didn't believe Little Beard's performance. I'm afraid Little Beard also asked the shop and offered a high price, but in the end he found that the shop had no plans to recover.

Otherwise, selling the spiritual roots of this Golden Thunder Bamboo to Qingxuan Sect would be a huge profit.

After all, other sects may not be able to keep Ao for such a long time, but a sect like Qingxuan Sect with golden elixir monks can easily turn Ao into a magic weapon after a thousand years.

Lin Shiming was a little impressed that this little bearded man was still making up lies now.

"Since fellow Taoist has also been deceived, I'm quite sympathetic. Let's do this. Lin will exchange it for a third-level low-grade sword!" Lin Shiming did not expose it, but chose to continue to exchange it. After all, he was worried that the bearded monk would eventually have to Sold to the sect.

With his virtue, he is definitely shopping around.

After Lin Shiming finished speaking, he looked at him with a half-smiling look, which made the bearded monk suddenly feel a little hairy.

"Then thank you Brother Lin!" The bearded monk changed his mind anyway. At this moment, his mind was full of joy. You must know that those big shops can only open up to three thousand spiritual stones.

Even Duobao Tower, which is directly under the Qingxuan Sect, is like this!

After all, it's just a half-dead bamboo root.

Lin Shiming did say that he had planted it before, but he was not the only one who had planted it. Many third-level spiritual planters had planted it without any reaction.

He was quite happy to be able to take action at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is a wood attribute monk, right?" Little Beard asked tentatively after completing the transaction.

"Yes, what are your instructions from Fellow Daoist Hu?" Lin Shiming looked at the other party's eyes that looked like someone who was taken advantage of, and was speechless for a while.

At this moment, the little beard actually regarded him as a fat sheep.

"If Fellow Daoist Lin is a wood-attribute monk, it would be great. You can come to me after the Qingxuan Conference, and Hu will give you an opportunity!!" The bearded monk said to Lin Shiming.

After saying that, he handed Lin Shiming a signal jade slip that transmitted the musical notes.

Obviously, Lin Shiming was asked to transmit the message through the signal jade slip.

Lin Shiming also said 'thank you', and then the two parted ways.

Looking at the back of the mustache, his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at it for a long time.

After putting Jade into a storage bag alone, he also walked out of the trading room.

After getting the Golden Thunder Bamboo Spiritual Root, Lin Shiming was anxious to go back and check the vitality of the Golden Thunder Bamboo Spiritual Root. By then, he would not be able to cultivate it himself, which would be a big mistake.

The golden thunder bamboo spiritual roots that cannot be cultivated are worth a thousand spiritual stones at most.

And a third-level low-grade magic sword can be sold for thirty or forty thousand spirit stones no matter what. If the material is more refined, it can be sold for sixty or seventy thousand spirit stones!