Chapter 474: Psychic Treasure

Qianfang Realm, Bianqiang City.

A startling rainbow suddenly flew over and landed outside the city.

The sword light disappeared, revealing a foundation-building cultivator.

It was Lin Mu!

Looking at the small city on the edge of Qianfang Realm in front of him, Lin Mu smiled and nodded.

He flew all the way for half a month, and he didn't know how many thousands of miles he had flown. The Qianfang Realm was vast and boundless. When he came here, he still hadn't reached the border of the Qianfang Realm, but the further he flew, the sparser the population, the more cultivators decreased sharply, and their cultivation was at a lower level.

In the city before Bianqiang City, Lin Mu deliberately investigated, but was shocked to find that the person with the highest cultivation in that city was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core!

With his current strength, no one below the Nascent Soul could compete with him.

If he went to that city, his strength would be the strongest!

Qianfang Realm is indeed much more powerful and prosperous than Tianxiao Realm, but even in prosperous places, there are still remote corners and poverty.

Lin Mu did not stay in front of the city for too long, and left again, coming to Qiang City here.

"Spread the jade slips of reception, and start from here!" Lin Mu looked at the ancient Qiang City in front of him and smiled.

With a flash of golden light, the Lingjin Sword disappeared and flew back into the body.

Fortunately, no one saw such a scene. If it was seen by ordinary people, a cultivator in the foundation-building period actually possessed a magic weapon. I wonder how much shock it would cause in this small Qiang City!

Lin Mu also took off the Qingli Hidden Breath Shield and put it in the pocket of his green robe. Then, he performed the "Bone Shrinking Technique", and his whole appearance suddenly changed drastically, turning into an elegant middle-aged cultivator in green robes, with a fairy-like appearance and extraordinary demeanor.

Taking out the Five Elements Magic Mirror and looking at it in the mirror, Lin Mu was extremely satisfied.

In the mirror, his face was extremely handsome and elegant, and with the temperament that Lin Mu had cultivated for nearly two hundred years, he had a special charm.

"If I were a woman, I would fall in love with myself." Lin Mu looked at the mirror and sighed.

Looking at the cultivators coming and going in Bian Qiang City in the distance, Lin Mu said with envy: "I really envy you, you can see such a face like a banished immortal at any time, but I can only look at the mirror quietly."

Such words should be struck by lightning!

If the cultivators in Bian Qiang City knew about it, I'm afraid they would rush up and beat him up!

Only he could do such a thing by using a spiritual magic weapon to look in the mirror!

It is not easy for ordinary cultivators to even see a magic weapon, let alone their own magic weapon.

He held a spiritual magic weapon, but used it to look in the mirror.

Many masters in the Concentration Stage are still fighting for their own magic weapon, but he is contented and takes out the spiritual magic weapon to admire himself.

After entertaining himself like this, Lin Mu felt extremely happy.

With his appearance changed like this, no one could recognize him.

Although the Qingli Hidden Breath Mask was not worn on his face, it could still hide his spiritual aura in his pocket.

In this remote place of Qianfang Realm, Bianqiang City, there was no one who could find out his details!

After making these preparations, Lin Mu tidied up his clothes and walked into the city.

Bianqiang City is a place where cultivators live. It is also extremely prosperous in the hundreds of miles around.

On both sides of the road, various shops are lined up side by side.

In the shops, all kinds of treasures are sold, with novel styles and extraordinary effects.

"Top-grade flying swords, tears of sale, come quickly!" In front of a flying sword shop, a waiter in green clothes shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Top-grade alchemy furnace, five thousand spirit stones, no waiting after the expiration date!" In a store selling alchemy furnaces opposite, a waiter in white clothes responded tit for tat with a loud voice and full of energy.

"Peerless magic weapon, Qingyun Ding, bargain price, 600,000 spiritual stones." A weak hawking suddenly came from a corner.

Lin Mu stopped suddenly.

Magic weapon? 600,000 spiritual stones?

Who would believe it!

Lin Mu had seen all kinds of magic weapons, and now he was a person who could use a spiritual magic weapon to look in the mirror, so how could he not understand the price of magic weapons?

Under normal circumstances, the worst quality magic weapon would cost more than a million spiritual stones!

Magic weapons that cost less than a million spiritual stones are extremely rare.

Turning his head to look at a corner beside the street, Lin Mu only saw a sloppy cultivator, who was in tatters, sitting lazily on the ground, leaning against a piece of bluestone, shouting weakly: "Big price reduction, peerless magic weapon, Qingyun Ding, only 600,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

Cultivators came and went on the street, but no one paid attention to him.

Lin Mu glanced at this sloppy cultivator, and his heart was moved.

This sloppy cultivator actually has the middle stage of the Golden Core!

Such a cultivation level is considered the best in Bian Qiang City!

Such a cultivator is selling magic weapons on the street. What is even more incredible is that no one cares about it.

Why did he fall to this point?

Lin Mu was curious and his eyes turned to the ancient green tripod in front of the sloppy cultivator.

This is a green tripod with various patterns engraved on the body. It is extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Lin Mu has a wide range of knowledge, but he can't tell the origin of this green tripod.

However, he can be sure that this is indeed a magic weapon!

If this Qingyun Ding was in Qianfang City, it would be worth at least three million spirit stones. Ding-type magic weapons are rare, and if you meet the right person, the price will be even higher!

Why can't he sell it here no matter what?

Out of curiosity, Lin Mu couldn't help but walk towards the sloppy cultivator.

He wanted to see why all this happened.

Although the green little Ding was covered with dust now, he liked it very much. The quality looked very good, and it was only sold for 600,000 low-grade spirit stones. If that was the case, he really wanted to buy it!

Even if he didn't need it, he could make a net profit of more than two million by reselling it in Qianfang City!

Coming to the sloppy cultivator, Lin Mu asked with a smile: "This Qingyun Ding is good, only 600,000 spirit stones?"

The sloppy cultivator heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, a gleam of light flashed, looking at Lin Mu, he said happily: "Are you willing to buy it?"

Before Lin Mu replied, he saw Lin Mu's cultivation level at a glance, and said dejectedly: "Foundation-building cultivators, don't come to join in the fun. I'm unlucky enough, and you still come to make fun of me. Is it interesting?"

Lin Mu was confused and said strangely: "I just want to buy your Qingyun Ding, why am I making fun of you, I don't have that time."

Looking at the sloppy cultivator, Lin Mu thought indignantly: "You yourself You have fallen to this point, and you still look down on me for my low cultivation!"

The sloppy cultivator looked at Lin Mu doubtfully and asked tentatively: "Do you really want to buy it?"

"I wanted to buy it, but now I want to ask about the situation and think about it carefully." Lin Mu looked at the Qingyun Ding and smiled: "Your Qingyun Ding looks quite ancient and does not seem to be an ordinary thing. Why do you sell it at such a low price?"

"This Qingyun Ding is a peerless magic weapon!" The sloppy cultivator said firmly: "It's just that my cultivation is too low to own it. Selling it is a painful parting!"

"Then why do you still sell it at such a low price?" Lin Mu asked curiously.

"Because no one buys it!" A voice came, and Lin Mu was suddenly startled.

Because this voice was not made by the sloppy cultivator, but came from the Qingyun Ding!

Lin Mu's face suddenly changed.

A magic weapon can actually speak!

"My grandpa, can't you let me go and stop destroying me? I can see it succeeding this time!" The sloppy cultivator fell on the Qingyun Ding, crying and crying, in great grief.

"Don't even think about getting rid of me." A voice came from the Qingyun Ding again, deep and rich.

Lin Mu's eyes flickered, his expression changed several times, and then he looked at the sloppy cultivator: "What's going on?"

"To be honest, I am entangled by this Qingyun Ding." The sloppy cultivator cried and said: "I got this Qingyun Ding by chance, and I was happy to sacrifice it. I thought I could make great achievements in the future, but I didn't expect that this was the beginning of my bad luck."

"Baozhu, don't talk nonsense, you said you were willing at the beginning!" Qingyun Ding interrupted the sloppy cultivator and retorted.

Lin Mu looked surprised.

"My name is Baozhu." The sloppy cultivator said, "At the beginning, I did volunteer, but now I regret it."

"There is no regret medicine in the world!" Qingyun Ding interrupted Baozhu again.

"Tell me slowly." Lin Mu said with curiosity: "What is the origin of this Qingyun Ding? Tell me in detail. Just tell the truth. I am not an ordinary cultivator. I have someone behind me. I can afford your Qingyun Ding!"

"You say this now, and you won't buy it after I finish talking!" Baozhu cried bitterly.

"Then didn't you lie to me before?" Lin Mu said angrily.

Baozhu stopped crying and blushed: "I was planning to lie to you, but it was ruined by Xiaoqing again!"

"Xiaoqing?" Lin Mu was puzzled.

"It's the spirit of the Qingyun Ding." Baozhu explained.

Lin Mu was surprised and said, "The spirit of this magic weapon can speak, and its grade is at least a spiritual magic weapon!"

The spirit of the weapon born in the Five Elements Ring before is also expected to become a spiritual magic weapon. If it hadn't rebelled, it would probably be able to speak now.

"You are so smart that you can actually see that I am a spiritual magic weapon!" Xiao Qing praised the spirit of Qingyun Ding.

Lin Mu looked at Baozhu and wondered, "You have a spiritual magic weapon, why don't you know how to appreciate it and even sell it? You can sell it, but why only sell it for 600,000 low-grade spirit stones?"

Lin Mu sighed inexplicably, the world is so big, there are really all kinds of things.

There are actually such people!

Before, he used the spiritual magic weapon to look in the mirror, which was already cruel.

This Baozhu is even more hateful, he actually sold the spiritual magic weapon!

The price is as low as 600,000!

"His head was caught in the door!" The spirit Xiao Qing snorted angrily.

"I'll tell you the truth." Baozhu was extremely distressed: "This Qingyun Ding is indeed a peerless spiritual magic weapon, but it is a broken spiritual magic weapon. The magic weapon spirit Xiaoqing was severely injured when it was just born, and was almost destroyed! Now, this Qingyun Ding can't exert any power at all!"

"It turned out to be a broken spiritual magic weapon." Lin Mu suddenly realized: "This magic weapon still has no power!"

"Then you wouldn't sell it!" Lin Mu said, "You should find a way to repair its injuries. When it recovers, it will be a powerful spiritual weapon. With your current cultivation, it is easy to kill Yuanying stage!"

"I know this." Baozhu said distressedly, "The problem is that I am too weak and have no strength to help it recover. But it relies on me. I want to sell it, but it comes out to stop me every time!"

"What is this Qingyun Ding used for?" Lin Mu asked curiously, "Why can't you help it recover?"

"I am an immortal alchemy weapon. My previous master used me to refine a seventh-grade elixir!" The spirit of the weapon, Xiaoqing, interrupted again.

Lin Mu's breathing suddenly stopped!

Seventh-grade elixir!

Qianyao Dan Wang is only a sixth-grade alchemist. He is already a powerful person in Qianfang Realm. No one dares to offend him.

This Qingyun Ding can actually refine a seventh-grade elixir!