Chapter 124 Business Is Coming

If the World Treasure Tower in Blue Moon City is likened to a small hotel, then this is a five-star hotel, not on the same level.

The difference in grades can be seen just from the two jade-blue pixiu prostrate on both sides of the golden gate at a height of five meters.

The eight steps are all paved with white jade, and the gaps and edges are inlaid with gold wire and wrapped with gold skin, which is full of luxury.

Xia Wuji walked up the stairs and stepped into it, and his mental power immediately probed around...

There are so many things here.

Weapons, elixir, elixir, ore, armor, elixir furnace, etc., as long as it is related to cultivation, almost all are here.

Xia Wuji first walked towards the weapon.

The nine-ring broadsword is already missing a big hole, and it can no longer withstand his second attack. If it is used at most once, the nine-ringed broadsword will break and collapse.

There is no better knife for the time being, and the magic weapon cannot be used, so he can only buy some mortal soldiers to deal with it.

Unless you encounter a spirit soldier.

But the price of spirit soldiers is very expensive, and it is hard to find, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

Swords, spears, swords and halberds, hooks, axes, and tomahawks are all available.

Looking at the price, it's not too expensive.

The price is not much different from that of Blue Moon City, perhaps because of the abundance of resources here, and some are even cheaper.

The knives here are basically a few hundred taels of silver.

Seeing a servant not far away, he beckoned.

The servant came over immediately: "Guest officer, what do you need?"

Xia Wuji pointed to a straight knife that was not too wide and said, "How many of these kinds of knives do you have?"

This straight knife is somewhat similar to the Yanling knife or the embroidered spring knife, but in general it is more like a Tang knife.

Being able to meet this style here, Xia Wuji has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

The boy's eyes lit up.

Which martial art is this master from?

"Master, you really have vision. This knife is made of Xuanzhong cold iron. It is three feet three inches long, one inch and five minutes wide, and weighs thirty-six kilograms and seven taels. Each piece is seven hundred and fifty taels of silver. How much do you want, Lord? ?"

Xia Wuji thought for a while and said, "Fifty."

Fifty seems to be a lot, but it can only let him shoot fifty times.

One at a time, it's expensive!

Xia Wuji shook his head secretly in his heart.

"Please come with me."

The boy said quickly.

Then he led the way in front and walked towards the back hall, Xia Wuji followed behind.

When they arrived at the warehouse, Xia Wuji was asked to wait outside, and the servant asked the warehouse clerk to take out fifty cold iron knives.

Xia Wuji put them all away and handed him the 37,500 taels of silver notes.

Seeing that Xia Wuji made a lot of money, the servant said quickly: "Master, we have a lot of treasures in the world, and we have everything. There are only things you can't think of, and nothing you can't buy. Lord, what else do you need?"

Xia Wuji looked around, and when he saw the medicinal pills in the atrium, he was worried.

Counting the time, the time to enter the ghost world is almost here.

And this time, he has to prepare more medicine pills.

Of course, some medicinal herbs are useless to the ghost body, and some are good medicine to the human body, but they are poisonous to the ghost body.

So along the way, he carefully analyzed it while flying.

In the end, I came to a conclusion that the medicinal pills that can stimulate the soul will arouse great interest in the people of the ghost world.

In fact, Longhudan is not useless, but the side effects are somewhat large.

So this time, he needs to prepare to buy some relatively "gentle" medicinal pills, not as fierce as the Dragon Tiger Pill.

Of course, this time the amount is more prepared.

It wasn't every time that Lin Yunhao took advantage of him.

"Well, I have some business to do with you in the world's treasure house, but I'm afraid you can't control this matter. You can call your shopkeeper."

Xia Wuji said.

Call the shopkeeper?

The boy was stunned.

Heart said: You spent more than 30,000 taels of silver notes, but not to mention 30,000 to 40,000 taels, even 30,000 to 400,000 taels are not qualified to be received by the shopkeeper in person.

The little servant hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Master, you may not know that our shopkeeper is busy with business every day, and it is difficult to see him under normal circumstances."

Xia Wuji smiled and said, "I wonder if the business of 200,000 spirit stones can meet him?"

Two hundred thousand! Lingshi! !

The boy was taken aback.

I can't see that the man in front of me is actually a gold master!

"Father, please come with me."

The servant quickly led the way and took Xia Wuji to the third floor.

In a living room, the servant asked Xia Wuji to stay here later, and he went to the fourth floor to report.

A moment later, an old man with white temples and benevolent eyes appeared.

Xia Wuji swept away his mental energy, and his eyes moved slightly.

Late Jindan period.

This Kyoto really is the land of Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers.

The same is the shopkeeper, but the strength gap is too big.

In Blue Moon City, Lu Wenqing, the treasurer of the World Treasure Tower, was only at the peak of the foundation-building stage, and could not compare to this one.

I am afraid that when I come here, I can only be a middle and lower-level deacon.

He was looking at the old man, and the old man was looking at him.

After sweeping through his spiritual sense, he did not find the slightest mana fluctuation in his body.

Not a cultivator.

There are powerful blood qi fluctuations in the body.

It means that this person is just a warrior.

Cultivators despised martial artists, but the old man, as the treasurer of the world's treasure house, had already tempered his face to the point where he would not be shocked by anything.

All comers are guests, as long as there is business to do, they don't care about the status.

He calmly clasped his fists and said, "Old man Xue Wenhai, the treasurer of this world's treasure house, what do you call your Excellency?"

"Meng Yuechao."

Xia Wuji said.

"It turned out to be Mr. Meng." Xue Wenhai clasped his fists and said, "I have been looking forward to it for a long time, please sit down."

Xia Wuji smiled slightly, this old guy didn't know Meng Yuechao, the so-called long Yang was just a polite word.

After the guest and host were seated and tea was served, Xue Wenhai asked, "I don't know what business Mr. Meng wants to do with this shop?"

Xia Wuji didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out a nine-leaf golden blood soul flower and handed it over.

"Nine-leaf golden thread blood soul flower!"

Xue Wenhai's old eyes lit up indistinctly, and then he carefully identified it as if nothing had happened.

When done, put it on the table in front of you.

"You want to sell?"

Xia Wuji nodded.

"How much?"

Xue Wenhai asked.

"200,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Xia Wuji said unequivocally.

"Well, it's a bit more expensive, and there's only one plant." Xue Wenhai said lightly: "So if the number is a little more, and there are 100,000 spirit stones, it can be reluctantly accepted."

Xia Wuji smiled, these guys like to bargain like this.

"Then how much do you mean?"

Xue Wenhai looked at Xia Wuji's confident look, and his heart moved.

Could it be that this guy has more nine-leaf golden blood soul flowers?

Originally, I wanted to pinch it and push the price down.

But this guy seems to still have.

He originally planned to say that at least five plants would be suitable, but temporarily changed his mind.

"Ten!"

"Ten?"

Xia Wuji raised his brows slightly.

Xue Wenhai smiled slightly, and in order to be more persuasive, he coughed lightly and said, "I think you should know something about alchemy..."

Know the shit.

Xia Wuji was noncommittal, he did not answer, and listened to him quietly.

Xue Wenhai continued: "Generally speaking, an alchemist will have a success rate in alchemy. The chance of a one-time success is very rare, almost zero. It often takes many times to refine a pot of elixir."

"So, if there are a few strains, there is no guarantee that the alchemist will be able to concoct a pot of medicinal herbs, and other configuration elixir will be wasted in vain.

"Only if there are more than ten plants, we can be sure to refine a pot of medicinal herbs, which is why I mentioned to you why ten plants are appropriate.

"I said that, do you understand?"

Xia Wuji nodded, "Understood, you mean the more the better, preferably more than ten plants, and the price can be kept at 100,000 plants, am I right?"

Xue Wenhai's face was full of smiles, he nodded and said, "You understand very correctly."

"I wonder how many you have?"

Xia Wuji waved his hand and said lightly: "This is not busy for now. Not only do I want to sell elixir, but I also want to buy elixir."

"Oh? Mr. Meng, please have some tea."

Xue Wenhai immediately smiled and gestured for Xia Wuji to use tea.