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Chapter 112 The Broken Needed Magical Tool

Zhao Yang!

The person who seemed to be a little funny in the bid was actually Zhao Yang!

Could it be that treasure is really extraordinary?

Zhao Yang walked onto the stage and reached out to take out four top-grade spirit stones with flashing light.

A top-grade spirit stone is one piece of ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones.

"This kid is worth a fortune..."

"Of course, otherwise it wouldn't be so loud."

Shu Quan and the others muttered, becoming more and more curious about Zhao Yang.

Compared with the lower and middle grades, the high-grade spiritual stone is commonly used by high-level monks when practicing. Ordinary practitioners can't take it out casually.

When he arrived on the stage, Liu Yicang took the four top-grade spirit stones handed by Zhao Yang with a gloomy expression, turned around and left.

"Please stay, please stay." Zhao Yang suddenly spoke.

Liu Yicang turned around and saw Zhao Yang reaching out and handing over a low-grade spirit stone and saying, "Shopkeeper Liu, you Changfulou started with commerce at least, so you don't count these spirit stones?"

Forty thousand and one spirit stone.

The practitioner below laughed and watched Liu Yicang take the lower-grade spirit stone blankly.

"Shopkeeper Liu——"

When Zhao Yang called out Liu Yicang again, a burst of laughter broke out from below.

"Zheng Master Zhao, your little cleverness is enough for you to be a little smarter. You should know that those who insult others will always be humiliated!" Liu Yicang said with a blue face and gritted his teeth.

Zhao Yang looked at Liu Yicang with a look of surprise and said aloud: "Shopkeeper Liu, I'm calling you. Actually, I want to ask you. The seal of this box is He Baowu. I feel so panicked when I go out for 40,000 pieces of spirit stone flowers..."

When the people in the audience were very curious when they heard Zhao Yang's question, they all pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what was in the box.

Liu Yicang's expression changed, and he suddenly laughed and said, "Zengzhu Zhao, I, Changfulou, have been engaged in trade for hundreds of years, and the things I took out are naturally not ordinary things."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhao Yang proudly: "That is a broken and top-quality magic weapon."

The best magic weapon!

Hearing these words, the entire venue was filled with air conditioning.

At such a trade fair, you can actually hear the name of the best magic weapon.

The best magic weapon is a completely different existence from the ordinary magic weapon.

It is said that as long as the top magic weapon is always warmed up, it may even become a magic weapon.

The rumors that the foundation-building monk can fight against the Golden Pill Ancestor when holding magic weapons in his hand are already in ancient times.

In the world of cultivation, a magic weapon is generally considered to exist as the Golden Elixir Ancestor.

The box contained it turned out to be a broken and top-quality magic weapon!

Legend has it that Suhe County, thousands of miles away, traded a top-quality magic weapon ten years ago, worth up to one million spirit stones.

Even if this one is broken, its value is immeasurable.

No wonder Liu Yicang from Changfu Tower was so angry that he sold the treasure for 40,000 spirit stones. I don’t know how much he lost.

If this broken and top-quality magic weapon is sold, it may be sold at a sky-high price.

No wonder Changfulou dares to say that he wants to use this thing to finale.

Now, I’m afraid I can’t find any treasures that are more valuable than this item in the whole transaction?

"By the way, I advise Master Zhao not to uncover the seal talisman, so as not to be stimulated by spiritual energy and even more broken." Liu Yicang finally showed a smug smile on his face and turned around and left.

A broken top-quality magic weapon sold only 40,000 spirit stones. This time, Changfulou suffered a huge loss.

But after this incident, everyone also realized that Changfu Tower could even take out such treasures. It is indeed a veteran ninth-grade sect in Changhe County.

Zhao Yang held the box, was stunned for a while, shook his head in despair, and put it away.

This disappointed practitioners who wanted to see what was in the box.

“Continue trading…”

Zhao Yang nodded to Zuo Ling'er and walked off the platform.

A treasure of 40,000 spirit stones was photographed, and the audience lost interest in continuing to watch.

All these treasures have come out, and there are still things that are more precious than damaged top-quality magic weapons?

"I really didn't expect that Changfu Tower would actually have a treasure like a broken top-grade magic weapon. It was indeed an old ninth-grade sect." Zuo Ling'er looked shocked and admired, which made Liu Yicang, who returned to the private room, feel a lot of iron in his heart.

"Haha, Qingyun Sect has made a fortune recently, and I think there are many treasures, right? How can you like a broken and top-quality magic weapon?" Liu Yicang smiled and said loudly: "I am still waiting for you to take out your treasures and bid well!"

I think Qingyun Sect is planning to finish off with that long stick magic weapon? But can that magic weapon sell tens of thousands of spirit stones?

Thinking of this, Liu Yicang's smile even better.

The transaction of Qingyun Sect is the highest priced item from Changfulou. If you want to find a good baby in the future, you have to go to Changfulou...

"What I said is that Changfu Tower has brought out such a treasure, so it is not easy for me to hide it." Zuo Ling'er looked at Zhao Yang below, and saw him nodding slightly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand.

"The Lingxiao Iron Cutting Ruler, a treasure that surpasses the middle-grade magic weapon, is cast with Qingxiao Spirit Iron, and contains three iron-transformed lights, which can damage metal-iron magic weapons."

A light green two-foot long spiritual ruler hung on the stage, and the faint light emitted, making people unable to open their eyes.

Beyond the mid-quality!

"boom--"

Noisy discussions suddenly sounded throughout the venue.

"To ensure the authenticity of the treasure, please come to the stage to check the three of you, Elder Sun Yu of the Burning Flame Sect, Elder He Changsheng of the Moistened Fire Sect, and Elder Yang Yuanshan of the Huolin Sect."

Zuo Ling'er raised her volume and said, "The Burning Flame Sect is a ninth-grade sect, and it is known for refining weapons. Elder Sun Yu is not only a foundation-building practice, but also a master of artifacts. He once refined a middle-grade magic weapon, Green Light Wanhua Sword."

A ninth-grade sect, a master of artifacts. Such a title is indeed qualified to go on stage to check magic weapons.

"Elder He Changsheng of the Mould Sect is a famous master of artifacts in Changhe County, and he is also a priest of artifacts in the army of Langcheng. The level of artifacts cannot be questioned." With Zuo Ling'er's introduction, two old men with white hair and white clothes came to the stage.

"Yang Yuanshan, the great elder of Huolin Sect, worked with his disciples to refine the middle-grade magic weapon, the purple gold sword. He is the person who is most expected to impact the master of weapon Taoism in recent years under the rule of Changhe County."

Although Yang Yuanshan was so majestic from the Huolin Sect, he came to the stage, but he respectfully saluted the two old men.

"Haha, I have heard of Fellow Daoist Yang's reputation, and I just happened to communicate today."

"Yes, the Fire Scale Sect is also the lineage of my weapon, so I should have communicated more."

When Yang Yuanshan heard the words of the two masters, he was even more excited and bowed repeatedly.

In the world, those who practice in this world are masters.

Both of these two people have much higher cultivation and achievements than Yang Yuanshan. Maybe the little anecdotes and experience that they talk casually can benefit him endlessly.

Yang Yuanshan took the time to look down at the audience and threw a grateful look at Zhao Yang.

If it weren't for Zhao Yang, who would have thought of this?

"Three seniors, let's see how this spiritual ruler is?"

Zuo Ling'er bowed and gave up her position.

"Hehe, Brother He, why don't you come first?"

"Hey, then I'll take a look first?" The two old men refused first, and then He Changsheng stepped forward and reached out to hold the spiritual ruler.

"Huh?" He Changsheng's expression changed slightly as soon as his hand touched the spiritual ruler.
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