Zhang Fan was not depressed for too long. Xiang Ming just sighed for a few words and turned the topic to those spiritual weapons. After all, this is his real life.

He rubbed his hands and licked his face and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, come on, tell me, what are the uses of these spiritual weapons?"

This question is actually a taboo, but it is revealed from Xiang Ming, but it has a friendly and natural taste, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

If he looked at him with deep meaning, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "This ring is called Qiankun Circle, which is good at trapping people."

The trapped person? Xiang Ming lied to the point of cursing his lips immediately and complained in his heart. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the two rings connected together are yin and yang, and the evil spirit is vaguely revealed between the entanglement and collision, which is clearly a very evil thing.

Zhang Fan seemed not to see his reaction, but raised the strange-shaped book in his left hand and continued: "This thing is called strange-style book, which is a miscellaneous book, which is only useful for relieving boredom. It is just the work of an elder, so he will carry it with him at the next moment and review it."

This is not all nonsense. Xiang Ming had long seen that the spine of this strange-shaped book is a bit strange, and it was made of purple-spirited crystal jade. This is a material between jade and crystal, which has the advantages of both. It is a rare and excellent thing for making jade slips. The jade slips made of it are not only huge in capacity, but also not afraid of the damage of the passing of time. They can keep the content recorded in them for a long time.

The question is, can the pages in the book still be arranged? How can you tell lies with your eyes open?

Even more amazing is still at the back. After briefly introducing the two things, Zhang Fan seemed to have forgotten that there was another Xuanjin robe that had not been mentioned. He stopped talking, but picked up the spiritual tea on the table and tasted it carefully.

Xiang Ming was speechless since then and was too lazy to bother with him anymore, so he had to wave his hand and said, "Forget it, let's talk about our business. Xiang has prepared three treasures and ask fellow Daoist Zhang to take a look."

"It should have been like this long ago." Zhang Fan complained in his heart, and at the same time he was not without expectations. He wanted to see what good things he had, so confident that he could empty his spirit stone.

Since Xiang Ming was posing as a businessman, he no longer talked about it, but just slapped his hands with confidence.

Immediately, the maid who had been standing by her since she appeared took the tray in her hand and placed it in front of Xiang Ming. Then, she smiled and bowed to the two of them.

As a result, only the two of them were left. At this time, Xiang Ming opened the cover cloth on the tray and took a Qiankun bag on it.

Under Zhang Fan's eyes, he quickly took out his first thing.

It was a bead the size of a fist, with a pearly luster on the surface, but the luster was not uniform, and broken marks often appeared in the flow, giving people the feeling that it was covered with cracks.

If it is based on jewelry, this is obviously not a top-notch, but how could Xiang Ming take out so seriously?

Before Zhang Fan could ask questions, Xiang Ming smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, how do you think Brother Wei's cultivation is?"

Why did you ask this? Zhang Fan was stunned. When he first met a few years ago, he had a rough understanding of Xiang Ming's cultivation level, and he knew it clearly at the first sight today. His cultivation level was similar to his own, and he was also at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage. To put it bluntly, it was just the peak of the Qi Refining Stage. What is there to say?

But since he spoke, Zhang Fan was not polite, and instantly released his spiritual sense and swept it across his body.

There was nothing unusual at the beginning, and it was undoubtedly the twelfth level of cultivation. But halfway through, Xiang Ming smiled and turned the round beads in his hand. In an instant, the aura changed drastically, from grass to giant trees, earth mounds to steep mountains, and powerful momentum soared into the sky, turning into spiritual pressure unique to the foundation-building cultivators, and attacked head-on.

As if he had met a natural enemy, Zhang Fan's spiritual power suddenly stagnated and no longer revolved.

At the same time, the stone bench under him made crisp sounds, as if he could not bear the huge force and was about to fall apart. Although these sounds were light, they woke him up from the shock. He took a deep breath and controlled the strange things and Qiankun circle that were trembling with wind. At the same time, he worked hard to activate the spiritual power in his body, flowing slowly like a river wrapped in a huge amount of mud and sand.

In a moment, Zhang Fan regained control of his body, barely kept his face calm, and carefully looked at the round beads in Xiang Ming's hand.

Xiang Ming naturally could not have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, not to mention the spiritual pressure that burst out instantly on him, in terms of strength, was far more than the pressure Ji Zhiyun had brought him, and at least it was only at the level that only immortal cultivators above the mid-stage Foundation Establishment Stage had.

After about ten breaths, the spiritual pressure that Zhang Fan was so forced to breathe was finally slowly withdrawn, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, how do you feel?"

Xiang Ming weighed the round bead in his hand and asked with a playful look on his face.

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, ignored him, and just took the ball from his hand and released his spiritual sense to investigate.

Such a magic weapon can actually simulate the spiritual pressure momentum of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it is almost indistinguishable from the truth, which immediately aroused his research interest.

Xiang Ming didn't care. While Zhang Fan was studying, he told the origin of the round beads in a casual manner.

This bead is called the Mirage Bead. It is made up of the inner alchemy of the deep sea monster Mirage Jellyfish. The master who refined it originally wanted to refine it into a spiritual weapon with the magical power of the Mirage Jellyfish Illusion Array, but he didn't expect something wrong and got such a fake thing.

Because it was created by accident, the inner ban was in chaos and could not be studied and copied at all. Moreover, its highest level could only simulate the mid-stage aura of foundation building, and it did not have much effect.

What's even more serious is that due to material problems, every breath released will damage the mirage bead itself. In other words, there is a limit on the number of uses, which greatly affects its price.

Xiang Ming said, Zhang Fan nodded his head until he said the number of times limits, and suddenly woke up and said with a strange expression: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, what did you say? The number of times limits?"

Xiang Ming nodded innocently on his face.

"How many times will it be?" Zhang Fan felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Three times" Xiang Ming raised his three fingers, his eyes full of cunning.

In other words, the one that just demonstrated reduced the lifespan of this mirage bead by one quarter, and it was obviously his payment.

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and admired Xiang Ming's business practice very well. After experiencing it personally, he understood its powerful role and did not worry about not buying it. As for the number of times, who cares? In the future, the buyer will naturally make careful calculations. What does it have to do with him?

On the surface, he looked disappointed, but in fact, Zhang Fan was very satisfied with this treasure!

So what if you have three restrictions? If you use them well, you will have three lives. What's more, the refiner cannot understand the restrictions in them and cannot copy them, which does not mean that he or she can't do it either!

He put away the mirage beads without saying a word, and then turned his attention to Xiang Ming. The first thing he was satisfied with, and he didn't know what good things were left.

Xiang Ming ignored his behavior of directly putting things in Qiankun bag, and continued to take out the second item with a smile on his face.

As soon as the thing appeared in front of Zhang Fan, it immediately attracted his gaze like the most powerful magnet.

It was a copper ball that was not much bigger than a fist. There was nothing special on the surface, but the color was particularly pure. At first glance, it gave people the feeling of "copper".

"Copper Essence." Zhang Fan sighed with satisfaction, "It's been five years, and you finally received it."

Five years ago, when Zhang Fan came to Duobao Pavilion for the first time, he placed an order with Xiang Ming, indicating that what he wanted was a piece of copper essence the size of a fist. Regardless of the price, he finally got it today.

"Actually, Xiang is very curious. What do fellow Taoist wants this copper spirit to do?" Xiang Ming asked slowly.

This is to be honest. He has been puzzled for a long time and even consulted the master of weapon refining in the pavilion. The conclusions he came to are almost the same as what he knew.

There are hardware in the world. Tempering its essence to form the essence of hardware is the most basic thing in refining magic weapons.

The essence of hardware is innately generated by large ore veins, and there are also masters of the Killing Dan fire to smelify and purify them. There are only these two ways, and neither of them is easy.

If Zhang Fan wanted iron spirit, he wouldn't have to wait for five years. As long as he could afford the price, he could say that he would have as much as he wanted in this Duobao Pavilion!

It is not that iron essence is cheap, but in terms of price, it is far above copper essence. However, this thing is commonly used, so it is more common, but copper essence is not the case. Among the hardware essence, copper essence can be said to be the cheapest, but also the rarest.

It has no big effect, and its only feature is its smooth spiritual power. As long as it does not mix other things into it, it is purely made of copper essence, so that spiritual power can enter and exit freely, which is no different from running in the body, just like there is a naturally generated channel inside.

It cannot make the magic weapon hard, sharp, and flexible... Except for occasionally using it when refining the array plate, it is almost useless. Naturally, there is no such thing as the master of Killing Dan to spend decades of time refining it. It can only be produced naturally, which is rare and inevitable.

Even if Zhang Fan had the same skill as his master, he could already refine magic weapons. In theory, he could not use this thing, let alone bought it at no cost five years ago, so Xiang Ming could not be surprised.

"Brother Xiang asked so strangely. I naturally used it to refine weapons, what else can I do!" Zhang Fan said in a general way, then carefully put away the thing he had been waiting for for five years, and inadvertently stroked his palm across his dantian, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Originally, he didn't expect Zhang Fan to answer honestly. He couldn't ask too much due to his identity, so he could only do it. Xiang Ming shook his head, put his hand into Qiankun's bag, and said at the same time: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, this is the last thing. After reading it, we should talk about the price issue."

When he mentioned the word "price", his face suddenly shone red, and his previous depression was wiped out.

The last item was obviously not as important as the previous two items. He just threw them casually and continued: "Depending on our friendship, this item is given to fellow Daoist Zhang, so there is no need to be considered a spirit stone."

Xiang Ming was also generous. Before he could doubt it, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became solemn when he saw what was flying in the air.
Chapter completed!