Chapter 135 Gun Barrel

Chapter 135 Gun Barrel

As expected, there is nothing outstanding about the Feng family's Yi Ji. It is not on the same level as Jingbo City. However, what Xiao Hua needs is not a finished product. After buying a lot of low-grade talisman paper and talisman ink, he has nothing. It was a good buy, so I folded my hands and walked around slowly, waiting for an hour to arrive.

"Hey, what is this?" Xiao Hua wandered around for a long time, standing here and squatting there, looking extremely leisurely. But when he walked to a small stall, his eyes were immediately caught by a dark stall more than a foot long. I was attracted by the stick, which was thrown on the side of the stall. There were some messy things on the stall, which looked very ordinary.

Xiao Hua did not move forward in a hurry. He just stood quietly in a crowded place nearby, seeming to be negotiating the price with others, while his eyes glanced at the stall from time to time.

The owner of the stall was a stout middle-aged man with a big square face and rough skin. He didn't look like a monk at all. It seemed that the things in the man's stall were not attractive. Almost everyone looked at them casually and did not stop at all. Even if a few people stopped and glanced at the things on the stall, they did not wait for them to stand firm. He walked away, and the middle-aged man... showed extremely obvious anxiety on his face. He stretched out his hand from time to time, trying to say hello, but in the end, not a word came out of his mouth!

After watching for a moment, Xiao Hua had some thoughts in his mind and walked slowly to the middle-aged monk's stall. When he saw Xiao Hua stopping at his stall, the monk's face showed joy and he rubbed his hands vigorously. Rubbing, looking very excited. However, the monk still did not speak. He only looked at Xiao Hua eagerly and pointed at his stall with his hand.

"Could it be... that he is mute?" Xiao Hua frowned and thought to himself.

He looked at it for a moment, picked up the palm-sized brown thing he had just spotted, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, what is this?"

The middle-aged monk opened his mouth, his face turned red from suppressing it, and finally said: "This... this is... a ball of black gold... it is... the... middle-grade... material... used for refining weapons..."

"Oh, it turned out to be a stammer!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized that he had to say hello!

After the monk finished speaking, he took a long breath, and the red color on his face became lighter. Looking at Xiao Hua's calm expression, he continued: "This... this thing... if... if it is fellow Taoist... you think ...I want, please...please take out...three...three...middle grade...high grade spiritual stones..."

The monk said it with great effort, and Xiao Hua also struggled to listen. After he finally finished speaking, Xiao Hua pointed to the thing next to him and said: "Are these all used for refining weapons? Are the prices all average?"

"Yes...yes..." When the middle-aged monk heard this, he said

Nodding vigorously, there are not many monks who come to Feng Family Yiji, and even fewer know how to refine weapons. His materials are not particularly good, so no one has come to exchange with him. Now listening to Xiao Hua's tone, it seems... He didn't know much about it. Although he didn't know if Xiao Hua really wanted to buy it, he was happy when someone came to take a look.

Xiao Hua put down the black gold in his hand and picked up another piece. As he looked at it, he thought, looking at the monk's appearance, he must be a disciple of a small sect who knows how to refine Qi. Although he doesn't understand the materials for refining these weapons. , but it may not be used in the future. There are a lot of spiritual stones in the space around you, so you might as well buy some!

Thinking about it, Xiao Hua said casually: "Where is this piece? What is it again?"

"This...this...poor...Dao...Daoye...doesn't...know!" I think it was because Xiao Hua asked about something he didn't know. The man's stuttering became more serious, and he only raised his finger. Said: "One...piece of...medium-grade...spiritual...spiritual stone!"

After he finished speaking, he actually wiped the sweat from his head with his hand.

Xiao Hua almost covered his mouth and smiled, but he still managed to hold it back, nodded and said: "In that case... just buy some."

"Okay... okay..." The middle-aged monk was overjoyed, rubbed his hands and said, "No... I don't know... which one... do you want... which one... do you want...?"

"These..." Xiao Hua thought about it in his mind, pulled his hand, and actually pulled most of the things in the middle-aged monk's stall.

"This...this...this...is...so...many?" The middle-aged monk's words became less fluent.

"Yeah!" Xiao Hua nodded, then pointed at the dark stick casually, and asked casually: "Is this also used for refining weapons?"

The middle-aged monk knelt down and gathered together the materials that Xiao Hua had pulled out just now. He opened his mouth widely and calculated how many spirit stones these materials were worth. After listening to Xiao Hua's words, he followed Xiao Hua's fingers and looked at them. Sweeping it on the stick, he said: "No... no... it's... it's a... thing that a poor... poor Taoist has practiced... strength!"

After hearing this, Xiao Hua's eyes became brighter and he said with a slight trembling in his tone: "Can...can I sell it to a poor Taoist?"

"Sell? No... no... sell!" the middle-aged monk said without hesitation without raising his head.

Xiao Hua's heart felt so cold, and just when he was about to raise the price, the monk said again: "Tao... Fellow Taoist, if... if... if... you are... curious... as long as... you can... get it... get it... ...Move, Pindao...I’ll give it to you!”

The last sentence seemed to be emboldened and said very neatly.

"Haha" Xiao Hua felt happy in his heart, and reached out to pick up the black stick. Although the stick was extremely heavy, it did not seem too strenuous in Xiao Hua's hands!

"Tao...fellow Taoist...so...so...power!" The middle-aged monk was a little surprised.

"Then I'll just take it away!" Xiao Hua asked unceremoniously.

"Please..." The middle-aged monk was also quite straightforward. He waved his hand and said: "That... thing... I don't know... what it is... it is... it is... somewhere... .... Picked up in the mountain stream, Taoist... these... materials total... seventy... eight... middle-grade... high-grade spiritual stones!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua looked around, but no one noticed. With a wave of his hand, he put the black *** into the space, and then put all the materials on the ground into the storage bag, and said with a smile: " Where is your Taoist friend’s storage bag? Pindao will give you the spirit stone!”

The middle-aged monk hurriedly took off his storage bag. When Xiao Hua put the seventy-eight middle-grade spirit stones into his storage bag, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He almost didn't believe it. This was only A young monk on the second level of Qi Refining can take out so many spirit stones and buy so many weapon refining materials.

"Tao... Fellow Taoist..." The middle-aged monk looked around and whispered: "Buy... buy so... many... materials... or... try... as much as possible... buy a few more... several times!"

Xiao Hua praised in his heart and said with a smile: "Pindao knows, thank you fellow Taoist for pointing it out, but Pindao is not alone, there is also a teacher from the sect here!"

"Oh..." The middle-aged monk suddenly understood, then nodded and said with a smile: "I poor Taoist... think too much...!"

Then Xiao Hua didn't stay much, and left with his hands folded. As he walked, he put the magic spear tip in the space together with the dark stick. Sure enough, the crack at the bottom of the magic spear tip matched the crack on the stick. Together, they fit perfectly!

"Hehe, let me tell you! The crack looked very familiar just now, and it is indeed so!" Xiao Hua was very happy. It was because of this guess that he went to the stall to buy the materials for refining the weapon, and After he knew the weight of the stick, he tensed up even more. This must be a magic weapon!

"It's just that...it looks like this magic weapon is still incomplete, and the back of the stick is still cut off!" Xiao Hua looked at the cracks on the back of the stick and said thoughtfully: "I don't know whose handiwork this is. I can actually cut this hard magic weapon into several pieces! Well, even if I manage to break this magic weapon, how can I restore them completely?"

Immediately, Xiao Hua saw a lot of weapon refining materials that he had just bought, and thought to himself: "Isn't it possible... Do I still need to practice weapon refining?"

"This magic weapon is a thing from the demon world. The weapon refining method in the cultivation world may not be usable. Besides, why should I restore this magic weapon? I just have a spear tip that can be used!" Xiao Hua then woke up and smiled bitterly. Thinking.

After watching for a while, Xiao Hua thought that the time was almost up, and walked towards the entrance of the valley. Sure enough, not many people entered the entrance of the valley at this time, only a young disciple stood there bored, looking around.

Seeing that Fengji Mansion was not there, Xiao Hua did not move forward. He walked to a slightly secluded place and took out the communication talisman. With a push of magic, the communication talisman turned into a ray of light and flew into the stone wall next to it. However, After a while, I saw Fengji Mansion suddenly appearing from the corner of the stone wall in the distance. I looked around and walked straight towards Xiao Hua.

"Fellow Daoist Feng...how is the matter?" Xiao Hua waited for Fengji Mansion to approach, then he cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"This... I'm afraid it's a bit troublesome!" Feng Jifu said with a slight frown.

Xiao Hua was stunned for a moment, feeling cold in his heart, and whispered: "I hope fellow Taoist Feng will make it clear!"

Feng Jifu looked around and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, please come with Pindao!"

Xiao Hua followed Fengji Mansion to the side of the stone wall and whispered: "To be honest with fellow Taoists, Pindao knows a few casual cultivators. They... always have some rare things. Where do these things come from, Pindao?" Naturally, I won’t ask any more questions. It’s not convenient for them to come to Yiji in my Feng family. Every time Yiji always entrusts Pindao’s uncle to take them to consign the goods, because Pindao’s uncle was out of business a few days ago and will be there. This matter was handed over to Pindao, and they could always come up with some of the elixirs mentioned by fellow Taoists, so Pindao agreed when he saw that fellow Taoists were eager to ask for the medicine!"

"Is it possible that... there is no elixir this time?" Xiao Hua asked curiously.

"Haha, it's just beyond Taoist friend's expectation." Feng Jifu shook his head and said: "It's not that there are none this time, but... too many!"

"Ah? Too many?" Xiao Hua was delighted for a while, but he was still puzzled: "If there is, why does fellow Taoist say it is troublesome?"

Feng Jifu smiled bitterly: "It's because their requirements are more demanding!"

"It's strange, what's so harsh? Please ask fellow Taoist to clarify your doubts!" ​​Xiao Hua said with cupped hands.

ps: Tanhua is very sorry for the group members who were kicked out. New QQ group: 116565446 (Cultivation of God's Light Escape), please join! The little Dot that everyone is familiar with is the group leader, please harass him more~ In order to make up for Tanhua’s mistakes, there are three updates today~