Chapter 250 Sale

"Great...I almost died!"

Fang Xian put on a gloomy face and took the initiative to spread a mysterious power.

"[Ancient Copper]... You actually succeeded, it's a miracle!"

The thin old man in black robe stared at Fang Xian without blinking, with a surprised expression on his face, and then he was a little worried.

After all, the other party is already an extraordinary person on the second step, which is completely different from [Despicable Pottery].

He laughed dryly, rubbed his hands and said, "You know, black market rules, you are not responsible for the goods you sell..."

"Old man, you also admit that there is a problem with the knowledge you sold?" Fang Xian's face darkened, and his expression suddenly softened: "But anyway, I have successfully advanced."

"yes……"

The old man hurriedly agreed, rolling his eyes even more in his heart; 'The tower of the wise and sages is above... What kind of luck does it take to succeed with such a ceremony? Maybe I'll have to raise the price later...'

"I'm here this time to buy something and sell something by the way..." Fang Xian coughed and stated his true purpose.

Compared with other stall owners, at least this old man is still in business.

What's more, he is the richest!

At least, Daniel contributed 50 gold Fishers here, and carried a heavy debt for this.

"Oh?"

The old man showed a smile, showing his yellow and missing teeth: "I like a guest like you, please take a seat!"

Fang Xian looked at the narrow tent, there was almost no place to stand, and a dirty animal skin chair next to it, did not sit down, just asked: "I want to buy the third step of the 'Tower of Warlocks' and the higher one after that. Advanced knowledge, if not, then relevant information!"

"The Tower of Warlocks?"

The old man knew clearly: "This is a very strange road. If you have a strong bloodline, or have a 'talent', then the early stage is almost smooth sailing. Only in the stage of promotion to [Silver of Order] and [Golden King] will you meet But we, the little people in the mysterious world, probably won't be able to touch that silver brilliance in this life, right?"

in this world,

The promotion from [Tempered Black Iron] on the third step to [Silver of Order] is also a huge hurdle.

For example, among the mysterious troops of the Kingdom of Senburg, [Tempered Black Iron] can only be a colonel at most, while [Silver of Order] can be a general on its own.

In other respects, the same is true.

As for the [Golden King], Daniel didn't even dare to think about it before, that is the person who really stands at the top of the tower!

I heard that not only are the requirements for promotion very difficult, but some special conditions are also required.

Exactly how, is not something he can know.

At this time, I heard the old man continue: "The third stage of the 'Warlock Tower' [Quenched Black Iron], the name is 'Blood Warlock', needs to purify one's own blood and extraordinary power, and gradually approach the source of this 'gift' ... Relevant knowledge is in the hands of many great nobles. You know, in the distant ancient times, they were often descendants of gods, or they made deals with other hidden existences, or the family itself had a king standing on the top of the tower, In the bloodline, he has given rich gifts to the descendants... These people have power and believe that the bloodline is supreme, forming the later noble class..."

"There must be a complete inheritance among them. In addition to the royal family of the Simburg Kingdom and the Narnias Empire, in the Simburg Kingdom, there are also the Moore family, the Wilson family, the Miller family... If you are related to them, You can find them..."

Obviously, the old man thought that if Daniel could change his profession to [Warlock], he must have noble blood flowing from his body.

'The first two are the Duke family, the latter is the real marquis...'

Fang Xian complained in his heart.

He knew very well that the Roland family was only a newly-appointed 'noble' in the last 100 years, and the title was only a baron. Compared with those big nobles with thousands of years of history, they were simply a country bastard.

There is no noble bloodline obtained through marriage.

His [Warlock] is entirely a gift from himself, transformed from the background of the world of reincarnation.

"Besides that, the inheritance of the 'Tower of Warlocks', especially the high-level parts, is quite precious knowledge of mysticism, which will not be revealed at all..." The old man concluded: "The above information... is worth a gold fee. She, after all, I told you the name of the third stage..."

Fang Xian's face darkened: "Remember first, we will settle the bill together later... You don't have high-level mysticism knowledge here, so do you want to buy ordinary knowledge?"

"You want to sell knowledge?"

The old man's eyes lit up, he smiled and said, "You know the rules? Knowledge that has signed a contract with the Mystery Academy cannot be sold... Even if I get caught, I won't admit it."

"Who do you think I am?"

Fang Xian rolled his eyes: "What I want to sell is the training and killing skills of some soldiers... You give me pen and paper, and I will write a paragraph for you to see, and you can estimate the value."

Different worlds have different rules, and many supernatural beings cannot be used universally.

Even Fang Xian's way of alchemy is subject to certain restrictions.

What he is going to sell is still based on some fighting skills summed up in the world of martial arts.

Of course, the true essence of the martial arts world, the power of true qi, can never be reproduced in this world.

However, ordinary physical training methods, as well as some fighting skills, as long as they are in human form, most of them can be used.

However, even the attribute column is too lazy to confirm it as a skill, and the default is fighting instinct.

With the knowledge of Fang Xian Wu Lin Supreme, it would not be too difficult to compile such a set of simple martial arts.

"Fighting skills? Maybe some warriors will need it, but unarmed and cold weapons are very disadvantageous in the face of firearms, and high-level warriors often have matching martial arts..."

The old man instinctively began to lower the price.

Knowledge-based products do not have a clear standard value.

As a black-hearted store, it is natural to try to lower the price.

Fang Xian was too lazy to say anything, took the pen and paper, and wrote quickly.

"Huh? The guest's painting is very good..."

The old man was a little surprised just by looking at the beginning.

Fang Xian's hands are very stable, and the human body depicted is very vivid and vivid, just like a standard anatomy textbook.

Different knowledge carriers sell at different prices.

For example, knowledge that is directly poured into the mind is the most vivid, and it is a little worse to express it in books.

And if the author himself writes in a mess, like a child doodles, the price will be lower.

The old man originally wanted to use this to lower the price, but when he saw Fang Xian's standard body sketch and the same font, he swallowed those words.

"Look at..."

Fang Xian started quickly, wrote a beginning, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The old man did not know where to find a monocle, put it on the bridge of his nose, and carefully examined it: "Tiger Fighting?"