Chapter 135 Gun rod

There is indeed nothing outstanding in the Feng family's Yi Ji, which is not on the same level as Jingbo City. However, Xiao Hua does not need any finished products. After buying a lot of low-quality talisman paper and talisman ink, he has nothing to buy. Then he started to pick up his hands and stroll around slowly, waiting for an hour to arrive.

"Hey, what is this?" Xiao Hua walked for a long time, standing here and squatting there, which seemed extremely leisurely, but when he walked to a small stall, his eyes were immediately attracted by a black stick more than one foot long on it. The stick was thrown on the side of the stall, and there were some messy things on the stall, which looked very ordinary.

Xiao Hua was not in a hurry to go forward, but stood quietly in a slightly crowded place next to him, as if he was negotiating with others, but his eyes glanced at the stall from time to time.

The owner of the stall was a thick middle-aged man with a square face and rough skin, and he didn't look like a monk's elegance. It seemed that the man's stall was not attractive. Almost everyone looked at it casually and did not stop at all. Even if a few people stopped, they glanced at the things on the stall and walked away before they could stand firmly. The middle-aged man... had extremely obvious anxiety on his face, and he stretched out his hands from time to time to say hello to others, but he didn't say a word in his mouth after all!

After watching for a while, Xiao Hua felt scheming in his heart and slowly walked to the middle-aged monk's stall. Seeing Xiao Hua stopping at his stall, the monk showed joy on his face, and his big hands rubbed hard, looking very excited. However, the monk still didn't say anything, but looked at Xiao Hua eagerly and pointed at his stall with his hands.

"Can you... be a mute?" Xiao Hua frowned and thought to himself.

He looked for a moment, picked up a brown thing the size of a palm that had just been accurately seen, and smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, what is this?"

The middle-aged monk opened his mouth, his face flushed, and finally said, "This... this is... a ball of black gold... it is... a medium-grade material used to refine weapons...."

"Oh, it turned out to be a stutter!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized, no wonder hello!

After the monk said that, he breathed a long sigh, his face faded a little. Looking at Xiao Hua's calm expression, he continued: "This...this thing...if...if it is a fellow Taoist...if...if...if you want...if, please...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...if...this...this is a medium-grade...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...th

The monk said it hard, and Xiao Hua also tried hard to hear it. After finally finishing his words, Xiao Hua pointed to the thing next to him and said, "Are these used for refining weapons? Is it the price average?"

"Yes...yes..." The middle-aged monk nodded vigorously when he heard this. There were not many monks coming to the Feng family Yiji, and even fewer people knew how to refine weapons. These materials were not particularly good, so no one came to him to exchange them. Now, when Xiao Hua's tone seemed to... he didn't understand very much. Although he didn't know if Xiao Hua really wanted to buy it, he was also happy if someone came to see it.

Xiao Hua put down the black gold in his hand and picked up another piece. While looking at the cultivator's appearance, he must be a disciple of a small sect who knows how to refine Qi. Although he doesn't understand the materials for refining these weapons, he may not be unable to use them in the future. There are a lot of spiritual stones in his space, so why not buy some!

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua said casually: "Where is this? What is it?"

"This... this... this... the poor... the Tao... the Tao... also... I don't know... I know!" I thought it was because Xiao Hua asked what he didn't know, the man's stuttering became more serious, so he only raised his finger and said, "One... the middle-grade... spirit... spirit stone!"

After finishing his words, he wiped the sweat from his head with his hands.

Xiao Hua almost covered his mouth and smiled, but he still reluctantly held it back and nodded, "Since that's the case... I will buy some."

"Okay... OK..." The middle-aged monk was overjoyed, rubbed his hands, and said, "No... I don't know... Fellow Daoist... wants... which one...?"

"These..." Xiao Hua thought about it in his mind, and with a stroke, he actually pulled most of the things on the middle-aged monk's stall.

"This...this...this...this...this...this..." The middle-aged monk's words became increasingly unsmooth.

"Yes!" Xiao Hua nodded, then pointed at the dark stick casually, and asked casually: "Is this also used for refining weapons?"

The middle-aged monk squatted down and gathered the materials that Xiao Hua had just scratched. His mouth was very cracked, and he was calculating how many spirit stones these materials were worth. After hearing Xiao Hua's words, he followed Xiao Hua's fingers and glanced at the stick, saying, "No...no...is...is...is poor...is the East and the East of the World that I practiced... strength!"

Xiao Hua's eyes became brighter after hearing this, and his tone was slightly trembling, "Can you... be sold to me?"

"Sell? No... no... sell!" The middle-aged monk said without raising his head and said without hesitation.

Xiao Hua's heart was so cold. Just as he was about to ask for a price increase, the monk said again: "Dao... Fellow Taoist, if... I'm curious... I just... as long as I can... take... and move, I'll give it to you!"

The last sentence seemed to be bold and spoke very neatly.

"Haha" Xiao Hua was very happy and reached out to pick up the black stick. Although the stick was extremely heavy, it didn't seem too difficult in Xiao Hua's hands!

"Dao... fellow Taoist... so... so... strength!" The middle-aged monk was a little surprised.

"Then I will take it away!" Xiao Hua asked without hesitation.

"Please..." The middle-aged monk was also quite happy, and waved his hand and said, "That...that...I don't know what it is, it is...it is...it is...it is...it is...it is picked up in a mountain stream, Taoist fellow Taoist...these...the materials are 70...eight...medium-grade...grade spirit stones!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua looked around and no one noticed. He waved his hand and put the black *** into the space. Then he put the materials on the ground into the storage bag and smiled: "Where is the storage bag of fellow Taoist? I will give you the spirit stone!"

The middle-aged monk hurriedly took off his storage bag. When Xiao Hua put seventy-eight medium-grade spirit stones into his storage bag, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He almost didn't believe that only the young monk on the second level of Qi refining could take out so many spirit stones and buy so many refining materials.

"Dao... fellow Taoist..." The middle-aged monk looked around and whispered: "Buy... buy so many... materials... or... try to buy as many as possible... buy as many as possible... several times!"

Xiao Hua praised in his heart and said with a smile: "I know, thank you fellow Taoist for pointing it out, but I am not alone, and there are also teachers in the sect here!"

"Oh..." The middle-aged monk suddenly realized, then nodded and smiled, "I...think so much!"

Then Xiao Hua did not stay much and bowed his hands to leave. While walking, he placed the tip of the magic gun in the space and the pitch-black stick together. Sure enough, the crack at the bottom of the magic gun tip matched the crack on the stick, and it was tightly matched!

"Hehe, what did I say! The crack just now looked very familiar, it was indeed so!" Xiao Hua was very happy. He really went to the stall to buy the materials for the refining tools because of this guess. After he knew the weight of the stick, he became even more tense. This must be a magic weapon!

"But...just...just like this, this magic weapon is still incomplete, and the back of the stick is still cut off!" Xiao Hua looked at the crack behind the stick and said thoughtfully: "I don't know whose trick this is, but it can actually cut this hard magic weapon into several segments! Well, even if I happened to make this magic weapon, how can I recover them completely?"

Immediately, Xiao Hua saw a lot of materials for refining weapons he had just bought and thought to himself: "Will you... need to practice refining weapons?"

"This magic weapon is a thing in the demon world. The cultivation world may not be able to use the method of refining weapons. Besides, why am I going to restore this magic weapon? If there is a spear tip that can be used!" Xiao Hua immediately woke up and thought with a wry smile.

After watching for a while, Xiao Hua made an appointment that the time was almost over, so he walked towards the valley entrance. Sure enough, there were not many people entering the valley entrance at this time, and only a young disciple stood there bored, looking around.

Seeing that Feng Ji Mansion was not there, Xiao Hua did not walk forward. He walked to a slightly secluded place and took out the messenger talisman. With the magic power, the messenger talisman turned into a ray of light and flew into the stone wall next to him. However, after a long time, he saw Feng Ji Mansion appear suddenly from the corner of the stone wall in the distance. He looked left and right and walked straight towards Xiao Hua.

"Fellow Daoist Feng... What's going on?" Xiao Hua and Feng Ji Mansion approached and bowed and smiled.

"This...is a little trouble!" Feng Jifu said with a frown.

Xiao Hua was stunned, felt cold in his heart, and whispered: "I hope fellow Taoist Feng will make it clear!"

Feng Ji Mansion looked around and whispered: "Fellow Taoist please come with me!"

Xiao Hua followed Feng Ji Mansion to the side of the stone wall and whispered: "To be honest with Taoist fellow Taoist, I recognize a few casual cultivators. They... there are always some strange things. The origin of these things is. I naturally won't ask too much. They are not convenient for them to come to Yiji in my Feng family. Every time Yiji always entrusts my uncle to take them to consign, because my uncle went out a few days ago and gave this matter to me. And they can always take out some of the elixirs mentioned by Taoist fellow Taoist every time. Therefore, I agreed to see that my fellow Taoist is eager to ask for medicine!"

"Is it possible... there is no elixir this time?" Xiao Huaqi said.

"Haha, it was just beyond the expectations of fellow Taoists." Feng Jifu shook his head and said, "It's not that there aren't this time, but... there are too many!"

"Ah? Too much?" Xiao Hua was delighted, but he was still puzzled: "Since there is, why do fellow Taoists say it's trouble?"

Feng Jifu smiled bitterly: "They have more demands!"

"It's amazing, what's the harshness? Please help me solve my doubts!" ​​Xiao Hua bowed.

ps: I'm sorry for the group members who were kicked. New QQ group: 116565446 (The Light Escape of the God of Cultivation), please join! The familiar Xiaodian is the group leader, harass him more~ In order to make up for Tanhua's mistakes, today's third update~
Chapter completed!