Chapter 167: Who do you think you are!

Chapter 167 What are you!

"Murder and steal treasure?"

A sneer was drawn on the corner of Tan Yun's mouth, and he continued to fly with his sword over the pavilions and pavilions of Fangcheng. After a while, he flew to the outside of a nine-story hall full of ancient atmosphere.

On the outer wall of the main hall, there is an antique plaque engraved with the words "Hall of Desolation".

This is the shop opened by the high level of the inner door rune. In order to sell various offensive, defensive, offensive and defensive dual-purpose, as well as various escape charms, diving charms and so on.

Either way, they are divided into two categories.

First, the common character, that is, the attribute-free character.

Second, the Attribute Talisman has thirteen attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ancient, beast, time, space, light, and death.

The power levels of talismans, pills, arrays, and implements are divided into soldier rank, spiritual rank, treasure rank, sub-zun rank, venerable rank...

Each grade is divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme.

The way of refining talismans is divided into fu apprentices (refining military-level talismans), talisman masters (refining spiritual talismans), and master talismans (refining treasure-level talismans)...

At the same time, each level of the person who refines the talisman is divided into low-level, middle-level, high-level, and holy-level.

For example, a low-level talisman can only refine low-level military-level amulet; a low-level talisman master can only refine low-level spiritual talisman at most; a middle-level master talisman can refine mid-level treasure-level amulet...

Tan Yun slightly adjusted his robes and walked into the lobby on the first floor of Huangfu Temple.

At this time, a female disciple of Xiaojiabiyu's Fumai, after seeing the dirty Tan Yun coming in, took another look at the handyman clothes Tan Yun was wearing, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and then returned to normal with a professional smile. He greeted him, "This junior brother, what talisman do you want to buy?"

Tan Yun caught the woman's contemptuous eyes, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, and said, "How much is the price of an aggressive top-grade treasure-level amulet?"

"Superior Treasure Rank Spirit Talisman?" The female disciple's face suddenly turned cold, "This junior brother, are you joking!"

She knew that the aggressive top-grade treasure talisman was enough to kill the ninth-level cultivator of the Soul Refinement Realm. The price is so expensive that it is undoubtedly a sky-high price for any inner disciple!

"I'm not joking." Tan Yun said lightly: "Why, can't customers afford it, can't you ask the price?"

"Of course you can." The female disciple said coldly, "There are many kinds of aggressive top-grade treasure-rank spirit talismans. The cheapest one costs 30 million mid-grade spirit stones. Tell you, you can't afford it either. Aren't you wasting my time?"

Tan Yun turned a deaf ear and muttered to himself: "It's so expensive, but it's actually 30 million mid-grade spirit stones!"

Originally, Tan Yun planned to buy one and keep it for self-defense. But when I heard the price, I immediately decided not to buy it!

My own spirit stone is mainly to buy flying swords!

"The 30 million middle-grade spirit stones are really expensive to hear, but the treasure-rank spirit talisman comes from the hands of the great talisman master, and it was refined by my talisman elder. Five years, after all, is it expensive?"

The female disciple stared at Tan Yun indignantly, her eyes full of contempt, "I don't understand, don't talk nonsense here!"

Tan Yun was too lazy to pay attention to the female disciple, and said to himself, "I want to buy ten talismans for refining the middle-grade treasure-level amulet."

The female disciple Xiu Mei faltered and guessed that it must be a certain senior brother who asked this handyman to run errands to buy the talisman paper.

Because ten middle-grade treasure-rank talisman papers, not to mention handyman disciples, even inner disciples usually can't afford them!

She was familiar with the way on the shelf inside the lobby, and after taking down ten pieces of black talisman paper, she folded it back and handed it to Tan Yun, "One piece of 8 million low-grade spirit stones, ten pieces of 80 million."

Tan Yun said nothing, paid 800,000 mid-grade spirit stones, put away the talisman paper, and left.

He knew very well that it would take at least twenty years for an ordinary master talisman to refine ten offensive mid-grade treasure-level talismans.

And with his own accomplishments in refining talismans, he can refine them in at most three years!

After refining, the power of each one is comparable to the full blow of a sixth-level cultivator in the Soul Refinement Realm!

Tan Yun just stepped out of the Desolate Talisman Temple, raised his brows slightly, and said secretly, "It's really haunted!"

He sensitively sensed that there were only dozens of spiritual senses, but they were still locked on him.

Judging from spiritual consciousness, there are thirty-six people in total. One of the Fetal Soul Realm is Great Perfection, and the rest are at the ninth level of Fetal Soul Realm.

Tan Yun kept silent and pretended not to know. He walked through three streets lined with bluestones and came to a pavilion as high as 100 feet: Wanbaoling Pavilion.

This pavilion was established by the high-level inner door vessels, and the magic weapons sold were all kinds of things.

Tan Yun just stepped into the lobby on the first floor of Wanbao Lingge, when suddenly, a harsh insult came, "Is this the place where your handyman disciple should come? Get out of here!"

Tan Yunjian frowned, and a burst of anger rose from his heart. Looking at the sound, he saw a small mustache disciple in a suit, walking towards him with a look of disgust.

This person's name is Ma Chi, who is at the eighth level of the Fetal Soul Realm, and is a guy in the Wanbao Lingge.

"What is your dog looking at?" Ma Chi came to Tan Yun, covered his nose with his left hand, and stuck out a finger in his right hand, pointing at Tan Yun, "Look at you, you are as dirty as shit, as soon as you come in, put the ground on the ground. It's dirty! Get me out, get out!"

Tan Yun's face turned cold, and he said word by word, "Acknowledging my mistake!"

Ma Chi was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his ears, a humble servant disciple who actually let himself admit his mistake!

At this time, there were hundreds of disciples from the nine major veins who were choosing magic weapons on the shelves in the lobby, looking at Tan Yun with great interest. I thought to myself that this handyman disciple would be miserable today!

Ma Chi burst into laughter, "Hehehehe, there are evil pens every year, but today there are so many!"

Ma Chi smiled wickedly, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and pressed it viciously on Tan Yun's forehead, "You're a handyman disciple who dares to run wild in front of Lao Tzu, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey!"

At this moment, Ma Chi is arrogant three points and seven points angry!

In the hearts of him and even all the inner disciples, the handyman disciples are despicable people! Now a humble person claims to apologize to himself, how can he not be angry?

Especially this ant, asking himself to apologize in front of hundreds of people, this is the biggest insult to himself!

"What's wrong with the handyman disciple? What are you!" Tan Yun looked indifferent, his right hand sticking out like lightning, tightly grasping Ma Chi's fingers!

"Crack!"

Tan Yun flipped his right hand and forcibly broke Ma Chi's fingers!

"Ah..." Ma Chi screamed horribly. He never thought that the handyman disciple in front of him would attack him!

"I'm going to tear you apart!" Ma Chi's eyes were red, he threw his left fist, the space buzzed, and he blasted out at Tan Yun's chest!

He firmly believes that he can definitely hit hard with one punch, this **** ant in front of him!