Master Huang Xian led Lin Shan to the top-floor box and pushed the door open.
After entering, four pairs of eyes looked over at him, but they all looked at Lin Shan, marveling that he was already in the middle stage of Qi training at such a young age. As for Master Huang Xian, they had obviously seen him many times over the years, and no one cared.
Lin Shan was also introduced by Huang Xianshi and looked at the four people in front of him one by one. He didn't bother to remember which king's house these people were worshiping and which power was their guest. The main reason was to sense their strength.
The strangely smiling old man in green robe, the Taoist nun in black robe, and the middle-aged man with a hooked nose are all in the middle stage of Qi training. The last taciturn man in a bamboo hat is only in the early stage of Qi training.
Master Huang Xian asked curiously about the origin of the man in the hat. It turned out that there was no such person in the small group before, and Master Huang Xian did not know him.
"The little girl, the daughter of Duke Qi, was lucky enough to be detected with spiritual roots. She was supported by the immortal master enshrined in her family, and she was able to embark on the path of cultivating immortals. This time I go to Yichuan, I need more care from the seniors." A gentle voice came from under the bamboo hat.
The voice of a woman, I think she is not very old, she must be in her prime.
After chatting, I found out that this woman entered today's small group gathering through the black-robed Taoist nun, and the other two people were not familiar with her either.
The few people became warm to each other. Except for the woman in the bamboo hat who didn't say much, the other three were very interested in Lin Shan. They all seemed to have a mutual acquaintance with each other.
After all, they are both in the middle stage of Qi training, so their strength should be almost the same.
But what they didn't know was that Lin Shan was just a paper tiger, with no magic, no weapons, no talismans. Apart from being good at escaping, the rest was really worrying.
As for the other two who were in the early stage of Qi training, they were ignored by the three of them. After all, there was a huge gap in spiritual power between the early stage and the middle stage. Everyone had been through it, so they naturally knew how much they weighed.
Lin Shan was a little flattered, because he could feel the dangerous aura of these three people, and they were indeed capable of threatening him!
Thinking about it, it is true. They have been worshiping in the mortal world for decades, and have earned a lot of spiritual stones. They have also been to the Xiuxianfang City in Yichuan. They must have talismans and magic tools with them, and they are serious immortal cultivators.
Unlike myself who had only been exploring for two years, relying on strengthening to reach the sixth level of Qi training, she had never come into contact with the world of cultivation.
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After everyone got acquainted with each other, the black-robed Taoist nun took the lead in suggesting that they start an exchange meeting within the circle and take out their unused items for circulation. Everyone nodded and began to take out their own treasures.
The black-robed Taoist nun first took out a stack of talismans, all of which were low-level water spell talismans and water arrow talismans.
The hook-nosed man took out a black iron sword, which was a low-level magic weapon.
The old man in green robes took out a green-skinned gourd, inside which were densely packed moths, which were obviously spiritual insects.
The woman in the bamboo hat waved her hand and put down an object. It was a blue bead, which seemed to be a magic weapon.
It was Lin Shan's turn. When he saw everyone taking out their things, he took out the Nuanyang Jade Pendant in order to join the group.
As for Master Huang Xian, everyone knows that he came back alone and has not left the capital for twenty years. Now he is pregnant with the Bailing Stone, but he has nothing else.
Master Huang Xian stroked his goatee and sat quietly without saying anything.
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Everyone showed each other, and according to the order, the black-robed Taoist nun first made the price: "Water Arrow Talisman, a spiritual stone in a stack, a stack of ten. I made it myself, does any fellow Taoist need it?"
Everyone present was silent. Water Arrow is the most basic low-level spell, which is equivalent to Wind Blade, Fireball and the like in various departments. Everyone can cast hundreds of spells on their own, and no one cares about them.
Lin Shan was surprised that this black-robed Taoist nun could actually make talismans. This was an incredible skill. He couldn't help but compliment her a few times. Anyway, she was obedient and didn't need any money. It's almost like a trick!
After hearing Lin Shan's praise, the black-robed Taoist nun shook her head with a wry smile: "I can only make some elementary talismans, and there is no market for them. When can I make intermediate magic talismans, then I can gain a foothold in Xiuxianfang City."
While putting away the gadgets he had made casually, he said with a smile: "My level of talisman making is far inferior to the other two Taoist friends' weapon refining skills and beast control methods. I will make a fool of myself for you."
The hook-nosed man and the old man in green robe next to him were very humble, claiming that they were still relatively young, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold in the city.
Lin Shan was in the middle listening to their business bragging, a little confused and dumbfounded.
I can finally see that everyone here has unique skills!
I am a waste when co-writing? I don’t know any skills?
He had also briefly learned about the Six Arts of Cultivation in the Guangnan Sanren biography before, including alchemy, weapon refining, talismans, formations, beast control, and puppets.
As long as you learn one of these six arts, you will be popular wherever you go! Moreover, you can greatly improve your own strength, and you can even sell it to earn spiritual stones!
Qi practitioners in the world of cultivation will basically choose one as their main direction of attack. In daily practice, they must practice, and some skills cannot be missed.
Lin Shan couldn't help but secretly exclaimed among the casual cultivators, should they be so involved in this? These people have stayed in the mortal dynasty as worshipers, so why are they studying skills all day long?
Master Huang Xian is the only one lying down together?
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The black-robed Taoist nun’s talisman was photographed, and then it was the turn of the hook-nosed man’s magic weapon, the iron sword:
"This is a low-level magic weapon I used before. I wanted to improve the runes and restrictions in it, but I didn't expect there was a small problem... Ahem, but it doesn't affect the use. 20 spiritual stones... um, no need
...You can take it away with 15 spiritual stones!”
The old man in green robe next to him sneered: "Improvement? I'm afraid you want to study inscriptions and weapon refining techniques! With your three-legged cat weapon refining skills, it's not like you broke this low-level magic weapon.
Take it out and sell it, right?"
As if something was being said that hurt him, the hook-nosed man almost jumped in anxiety and kept saying "How is that possible?"
The people nearby looked at his expression and thought that what the old man in green robe said was true. They all picked up the iron sword, a magic weapon, to inspect it, and then shook their heads to show that they were not interested.
Lin Shan also picked it up and looked at it, and the enhanced panel popped up directly:
[Fine Iron Sword] (moderate damage)
Quality: Low-level magic weapon
Introduction: Made from 100,000 forged fine iron, low-level sharpness, low-level toughness blessing (half of the internal inscriptions have been damaged).
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Lin Shan touched his chin and looked at the magical iron sword. One hundred thousand forged fine iron was a low-level spiritual object forged the day after tomorrow. Naturally, it was not as good as the fine iron born from the innate mineral veins. This iron sword was destined to be a wholesale product due to its material.
However, this hook-nosed man is also a talented person. He has a magic weapon, but it was "moderately damaged" by his study!
Lin Shan really wanted to ask him how to "drill down"? The sharp and tough inscriptions inside the sword were broken, how many times can this sword be used?
He put down his sword and let the others take turns to appraise it again.
Seeing that no one bid, Lin Shan slowly spoke: "Ten spiritual stones."
The hook-nosed man frowned: "Fellow Daoist Lin, the price of low-level magic weapons ranges from 20 to 50 spirit stones. I'm very sincere in selling 15 spirit stones!"
Lin Shan shook his head, "Half of the two inscriptions in this sword have been damaged. I'm afraid it won't be used many times, right?"
The hook-nosed man was still frowning and refused to let go.
At this time, Master Huang Xian next to him thought for a while. On the way to Yichuan, he would still have to rely on Lin Shan, who was in the middle stage of Qi training. He might as well be a favor now, so he offered some help.
"Fellow Taoist, I have been in Yichuan for twenty years. In my opinion, this magic weapon of yours is basically on the verge of being scrapped. If it is not scrapped yet, if you sell it to the Refining Pavilion for recycling, I am afraid it will only be worth four or five yuan.
Around the spirit stone."
Then Master Huang Xian gave Lin Shan another look, and the latter immediately understood that his ten spiritual stones seemed to be still high.
Before he could continue speaking, the hook-nosed man over there couldn't sit still and stood up quickly:
"Okay, okay, deal! Ten spiritual stones!"
Lin Shan was stunned for a moment and looked around. The black-robed Taoist nun and the green-robed old man looked at him with strange expressions, as if they were taken advantage of. Lin Shan smiled bitterly and shook his head, took out ten spiritual stones and took away the magic weapon.
Fine iron sword.
He currently has 8 spirit stones, plus the 50 dollars given by Great Elder Nightingale, leaving 30 dollars to buy the innate red fruit. He also has 28 dollars at his disposal, so buying a low-level magic weapon with 10 spirit stones is acceptable.
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After all, although the sword was moderately damaged, the enhancement panel said "can be enhanced", so he was not at a loss!
Can’t it be enough if I strengthen it to a mid-level magic weapon?
This trip to Yichuan is an opportunity to maximize your own strength, so you can't miss it.
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Next, it was the turn of the old man in green robe. He took out his green leather gourd and pulled out the stopper from the mouth of the gourd!
Chapter completed!