Tempered Immortal - Chapter 1260

[Volume 5 Chapter 1238]

The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters

“Show respect to the seniors.”

Although Huang Lao was an appraiser, he naturally did not dare to be slighted in the face of a major immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and then flicked his sleeves and robes, a green glow rolled over, and Lin Lin’s various treasures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Swords, spears, swords and halberds, there are dozens of them.

Even Lin Xuan himself doesn’t know the origin of these treasures. Over the years, he has killed too many monks, and everyone’s storage bag has been spared. Over time, it has naturally reached an astonishing level.

The ones that Lin Xuan picked out were both ancient treasures and natal treasures refined by Nascent Soul cultivators. In his eyes, they were like chicken ribs, but in the eyes of other immortal cultivators, they made people jealous.

Seeing that Lin Xuan took out so many magic weapons in one breath, Xue Qiaoyun and Huang Lao were also startled.

As we all know, the refining of magic weapons is not easy, and some cultivators in the condensing stage may not be able to refine a decent magic weapon even if they spend their entire lives.

What’s more, these treasures, regardless of their aura or color, are no trivial matter. Obviously, among the magic treasures, they are also rare and extraordinary.

Xue Qiaoyun’s eyes showed a look of astonishment. Of course, this woman would not think that all the magic weapons were made by Lin Xuan himself. More than half of them, the imprint of life on the surface had not been removed.

Thinking of this, she looked at Lin Xuan with a hint of awe in her eyes, and whispered in her heart, these old monsters in the late Nascent Soul are really unfathomable.

However, this woman also has a very deep city, and the strange color just flashed by, and then the chatter and laughter started again.

“Fellow Daoist Huang, please identify and look at the treasures that Li took out. How many crystals are they worth?” Lin Xuanyun’s calm and clear voice entered his ears.

“Yes.”

The old man at the condensing stage did not dare to neglect at all, he stepped forward and took a flying sword from the table.

The length of this sword is only about a foot long, the surface is azure glazed, and there are many patterns engraved on the hilt, which is no trivial matter at first glance.

“Is this made of ten thousand year snow fir?”

The old man exclaimed with a fiery look on his face. Among the wood-type flying swords, this is definitely a top-notch treasure.

Lin Xuan’s expression was neither surprised nor happy, he could not remember the origin of this treasure at all.

“Senior, if you agree, the price of this sword is 300,000 spar.” The old man’s eyes flashed a hint of greed, and he spoke cautiously.

Lin Xuan pondered silently. Although he did not know the value of the magic weapon as clearly as the appraiser, he probably knew a little bit about it.

If a top-level flying sword refined from ten thousand years of spiritual wood is in the market place, the starting price is also 200,000 spar.

However, the auction is entrusted. According to the rules of the Xiu Xian world, Fang Shi has the right to take a cut, usually one every ten, and before that, the original owner of the sword must be removed. , so after all, although the price offered by the old man surnamed Huang is not high, it is not ridiculously low.

After all, his behavior is equivalent to a pawn, and the other party has to earn some money.

What’s more, Lin Xuan is not short of spar. The dozens of magic weapons he took out were only a drop in the bucket compared to his net worth.

Seeing Lin Xuan’s expression of contemplation, Huang Lao thought that the other party was dissatisfied, and gritted his teeth: “Three hundred and fifty thousand, senior, I really can only pay this price, otherwise…”

“All right!”

Lin Xuan nodded, and the other party offered 50,000 spar, which was a very reasonable price.

Seeing Lin Xuan’s agreement, Huang Lao heaved a sigh of relief and picked up another golden brush.

…

In this way, after half an hour, a total of thirty-four treasures, this person finally finished identifying them one by one.

“Senior, these treasures of yours add up to nine million spar.”

“Nine million?” Lin Xuan was stunned, and Xue Qiaoyun, who was drinking water beside him, almost spit it out.

It’s a coincidence,

When Lin Xuan took out these treasures, he did not carefully estimate the value of them. It was probably worth seven or eight million. Lin Xuan planned to make up for it. Only wood falcons.

Needless to say, the transaction was completed in a happy atmosphere.

Afterwards, Xue Qiaoyun took Lin Xuan to visit a few shops, but unfortunately nothing could reach his eyes.

Before you know it, it’s getting late.

And Lin Xuan didn’t know what purpose he was holding. For a whole day, he didn’t mention the Nascent Soul puppet and Jingwei Cannon again, and Xue Qiaoyun seemed to have forgotten about it.

“Brother Li rarely came to my Tianqiaomen main altar, do you plan to stay for a few days?”

“Hehe, it’s natural. I haven’t fully appreciated the scenery of the Daxue Mountain, not to mention some fellow Daoists of the same rank of your sect, I have long admired it.”

Lin Xuan pretended to speak casually, but Xue Qiaoyun frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal.

“In that case, the concubine will take Brother Lin to the VIP building.”

“There is Fairy Lao.” Lin Xuan’s face was full of gratitude.

Afterwards, the two of them left the market, turned into a rainbow again, and soon came to a few crystal palace-like buildings.

It is a small attic, and it is extremely beautiful. Outside each attic, there is a forbidden light curtain.

This is naturally the VIP building in the mouth of the other party.

There are many high-priced monks who often come to Tianqiaomen, and all kinds of facilities here are naturally readily available.

The light curtain opened, and a beautiful girl came out. She looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a baby face, charming and cute.

“I have seen the master!”

His eyes swept across Xue Qiaoyun, and the girl’s face was full of shock. You must know that ordinary cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are received by the elders of the condensing stage. Who is this person? .

The girl was only in the foundation-building stage, and could only feel that Lin Xuan was unfathomable. The specific realm was not clear, but her face was full of awe.

“Lan Er…”

Xue Qiaoyun was about to speak, but Lin Xuan waved his hand. He had seen such scenes a lot: “Xue Xue, Li does not like to be served, you just let this little fellow go.”

“Haha, since Brother Li said so, of course, the concubine listened to the instructions.” Before she could finish her sentence, she threw a talisman: “There are many deacon disciples of this sect around here, if Brother Li has a life requirement, Even though I told them that there is a concubine’s talisman, those disciples will naturally do their best.”

“Thank you.”

Lin Xuan took the talisman and swept it away with his divine sense, but there was no manipulation on it, so he took it into his arms with confidence and boldness.

Then he went into the attic.

The furnishings inside are luxurious and comfortable.

There was a jade bed in the bedroom, Lin Xuan fell on it, and fell asleep.

Today, Lin Xuan bought 3,000 wooden falcons with a generous sum of 9 million spar. Of course, Lin Xuan has his own intentions. First, in terms of the protection of this faction, this thing is indeed very useful, and the spar is not a white flower.

Second, according to Lin Xuan’s estimation, with the reputation of Tianqiaomen, the late Nascent Soul monks who visit every year are not too many, but they will never be too few.

After all, although it is difficult to advance in the late Nascent Soul, the total number of the twelve states is still considerable.

And even if they are both great cultivators, their magical powers are strong and weak, and their net worth is the same.

The two treasures that I want to buy, whether it is a Jingwei Cannon or a Yuan Ying-level puppet, are of extraordinary significance to Tianqiaomen.

Xue Qiaoyun was only in the early days of Nascent Soul, and she was not in charge of such matters. If she was right, she would now find the real person in charge.

In other words, Lin Xuan smashed down the nine million spar, but he was just throwing a brick to attract jade.

Although as the saying goes, wealth is not revealed, but business is more about credibility, and Lin Xuan is not worried that Tianqiaomen will be detrimental to him.

What’s more, his current cultivation base is comparable to a clutch, and even if he is at the helm of the opponent, he doesn’t have to be afraid at all.

Lin Xuan rested at ease and went to sleep.

…

On the other side, looking at the figure in the formation, Tian Xiaojian was dripping with cold sweat, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, but he still couldn’t tell whether the other party was a human or a demon.

But one thing is certain, this guy is unfathomable, even though he was trapped in the circle, Tian Xiaojian did not dare to escape at all.

Compared with monks of the same rank, Tian Xiaojian has a deep mind and rich adventure experience. He hesitated for a while, but instead he took a step forward and bowed to the figure in the formation: “I’m sorry, this junior did not intend to intrude here. , I have disturbed the senior’s retreat, please forgive me.”

“Jingxiu, boy, you are very good at talking.” The figure in the formation, with eyes rolling, giggled and giggled, Tian Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the other party was a woman, but soon, he was stunned again, the other party’s His voice suddenly became rough again, like a reckless big man: “Do you think you broke in unintentionally? That’s wrong, it was Ben Gong who worked hard to lure you in. It’s been eight hundred years, Wang Ting Lou. , with your longevity, you must be alive, hehehe…”

In the voice of a rude man, but calling himself Ben Gong, Tian Xiaojian couldn’t help being horrified, and then frowned: “Wangtinglou, this name is a bit familiar, I seem to have heard it before…”

“I don’t know the senior’s surname?” He said cautiously.

“Fine.”

“Crazy girl?” Tian Xiaojian was stunned, the name was so strange.

“It’s Fengliang.” Looking at Tian Xiaojian’s expression, the guy who didn’t know if it was a human or a monster had a look of loneliness on his face: “It seems that you haven’t heard of it, hehe, time goes by, vicissitudes of life, it seems that Eight hundred years is not too short, among the older generation of cultivators, as long as they advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, no one has heard of the deity’s name, but now, it seems that I have long since forgotten.”

Tian Xiaojian frowned, the Yuan Ying cultivator’s lifespan is only a thousand years old. Even a genius, very few can advance before the age of 300. After 800 years, unless they are cultivators in the separation and reunion period, they will be turned into loess. .

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