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The old man's words made Shopkeeper Liu look bewildered.

Can't make it?

The entire Mingfa City has been created by no one?

"This, this is for sale in Wanbao Building..."

Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly told what kind of power the Wanbao Building was and what the items it sold looked like.

He also took out a few talismans and pills.

Hearing this, the old man frowned, then looked at the spear in his hand, checked the pills and talismans, and said in a low voice: "Listening to what you said, it doesn't seem like this Wanbao building is capable of refining these treasures."

"In my opinion," there was a strange light in the old man's eyes, and then he said in a deep voice, "It's more like they discovered a treasure that fell from the fairy court back then."

Fairy Treasure!

Shopkeeper Liu was startled, and then said blankly: "Uncle, isn't the treasure in the Immortal Court a legend?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know if it's a legend, but in this world, no one should be able to refine these things."

"There are only legends that the Immortal Court conducted research on various utensils and elixir, and produced many holy utensils and holy medicines."

Hallows?

Holy medicine?

Shopkeeper Liu looked at the weapons and pills in front of him, and whispered, "Holy weapon?"

"These are, at best, defective."

"However, these things point in one direction."

Holding the spear in his hand, the old man squinted his eyes and said calmly: "The old man wants to retreat and see if he can gain something."

Hearing his words, Shopkeeper Liu nodded happily.

He knew the identity of the old man in front of him, and also knew his methods.

In the entire Mingfa City, in the field of weapon making, there is no one stronger than the old man in front of him.

Watching the old man leave, shopkeeper Liu's expression slowly turned serious.

"The treasure of the ancient fairy court?"

"Or, there is also a means of refining the sacred weapon?"

He held a small jade bottle containing pills in his palm, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled lightly: "Wanbaolou, hehe, Wanbaolou..."

At this time, in the Deacon Hall of Mingfa City, several old men in blue and gray robes were sitting upright.

Above, the auras of the three indifferent old men are intertwined, making it impossible to look directly at them.

"Lu Cheng, that's why you invited us here?" Above, an old man with a thin face said displeasedly.

When he spoke, many other old men shook their heads slightly.

For practitioners like them, when there is nothing to do, it is still the right thing to do in retreat.

"Senior brother Lu Cheng, what a big event, even the three deacons are alarmed?" On the other side, a middle-aged practitioner said coldly.

The profits in this Mingfa city are huge. Although there are only three deacons in the city, the forces of all parties are intertwined and intertwined, which is unimaginable.

Lu Cheng's expression remained unchanged, he took a step forward and held the two talismans in his hand: "Master, please have a look."

Among the first three old men, the old man with a majestic face on the left raised his hand and held the two talisman papers.

"Huh?"

The talisman paper started, and the old man showed a hint of surprise on his face.

He stretched out his other hand and waved it lightly in the void.

A faint line appeared.

"Snapped--"

Most of the time when the lines appeared, they suddenly exploded, and a cloud of clear water scattered in front of him, wetting his robes.

Not only was the old man not angry, but his face was even more excited, he raised his hand and stroked again.

Once, twice, three times, the lines he drew became more and more complete.

It's just that there is a long flow of clear water on the stone steps.

The two deacons beside the old man stared at the pattern he drew with their eyes shining brightly.

In the hall, the others also held their breath, not daring to miss a single bit.

The Fazong of the Ming Dynasty originally had a profound knowledge in magic techniques, and now seeing a technique that has never appeared before, who can not pay attention to it.

Half an hour later, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of the old man, and a golden pattern quietly floated in the air.

"Haha, okay, Lu Cheng, you did a good job!"

The old man who drew the pattern showed joy on his face, looked at the spirit pattern in front of him and said in a low voice: "This is a method completely different from my Mingfa sect's method.

"

"Perhaps, through this method, my Ming Fazong's technique can be raised to a higher level."

Beside the old man, the other two deacons nodded.

Hearing the old man's affirmation of Lu Cheng's contribution, the other deacons and disciples below were all a little apprehensive, with jealousy and resentment in their eyes.

In Mingfa City, the approval of deacons and elders may not be empty talk, it has always been exchanged for real money.

"Lu Cheng, do you still have this piece of paper? This deity has one million divine stones, and I want them all."

Lu Cheng's master spoke loudly.

This is Mingfa City, and the master and apprentice also settle accounts clearly.

Hearing the old man's words, Lu Cheng raised his hand, holding nearly a hundred talisman papers in his palm.

These were all given by Jin Dahao.

Hundreds of talisman papers can be exchanged for hundreds of millions of divine stones.

He can get 100 million sacred stones for nothing, and if Jin Dahao knows about this cheapness, he might vomit blood.

"So many?" The old man sitting in the middle was stunned, and reached out to take all the talismans in his hand.

His eyes flashed with inspiration, and he kept scanning the talismans, then raised his head and said, "Lu Cheng, where did these things come from?"

Lu Cheng didn't hide anything, and told all about Wanbaolou.

Then he presented the sword, the elixir, and two arrays.

These treasures made the entire hall full of light.

"This method seems to be like a sacred weapon..."

"Is this a holy medicine? It is said that the holy medicine is in the shape of a projectile. Millions of years ago, Wanjie City sold one for 300 million divine stones."

"What kind of array, the bid is tens of billions, or is it settled with the Heavenly Dao Stone?"

Lu Cheng stood there smiling.

No matter what forces are behind Wanbaolou, and no matter how the three deacons plan, anyway, he deserves no less credit.

"Senior brother Lu Cheng, you are so confused, it is a great achievement to win the inheritance of tens of billions of sacred stones." Someone looked at his expression and deliberately said out of anger.

"Hehe, tens of billions, will they really sell it?"

"Who decides whether it's true or not?"

Lu Cheng's two unhurried questions left the speaker speechless.

At the top, the old man sitting in the middle raised his hand, and a golden light fell in front of Lu Cheng.

"This is the 300 million divine stones to reward you."

"In addition, you are solely responsible for the contact with Wanbao Building."

"Your task is to get the inheritance."

The old man in the middle looked at Lu Cheng, with an irresistible oppression in his voice.

"Obtain the inheritance, and this Mingfa City will be handed over to you in the future."

Mingfa City is in charge!

Lu Cheng bowed and saluted, "Thank you for your trust, Chief Deacon."

"Lucheng will live up to its trust."

Around, the expressions of those people are extremely complicated.

Lu Cheng straightened his waist, bowed his hands towards the surroundings, turned and left.

The head deacon waved his hand, and the other people in the hall also bowed and left.

"Junior Brother, tell me, where did this Wanbao Building come from?" The chief deacon turned his head and looked at the thin old man.

The thin old man looked out of the main hall with deep eyes, and said indifferently: "It's nothing more than the inheritance of the fairy court, or the discovery of the legacy of the fairy court."

The chief deacon turned to look at Lu Cheng's master.

"Hehe, I heard that Wu Yuan, the God of War of the Great Xia, has returned and sat in the city of Myriad Tribulations. All the remaining veins of the Great Xia have gathered."

"I don't know if there is any connection between this?"

The head deacon nodded, and said lightly: "Leave it to Lu Cheng, let's wait and see what happens."

Whether it's treasures or other reasons, these talismans are related to pills and weapons, which is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, the Great Elder showed a hint of excitement on his face.

"If we can understand these imitation divine patterns, we can have a place in the Ming Fazong."

His words made the other two nod.

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Wanbao downstairs was already crowded with people.

Last night, many cultivators who bought the weapons of Wanbaolou displayed their might in the void.

Several of them relied on the weapons in their hands to fight across the ranks, beheading the tyrannical beasts and demons.

Someone exchanged the beheaded beast overnight, just to open the door of the Wanbao Building today, and buy one or two more treasures.

In such a day and night, the name of Wanbao Tower has already resounded throughout Mingfa City.

"Senior Brother Qin, tell me, will the Wanbao Building not be open today?" Looking at the crowds around him, a skinny young man looked worried.

Not only him, but most of the others clenched their fists with unnatural expressions on their faces.

There were still many treasures yesterday, but they were snatched away by those shops just between hesitation.

Only lost things will feel precious.

Now he has a tyrannical treasure in his hand, the one that doubles his combat power, and the polished knife and gun in his hand is not pleasing to the eye no matter what.

"It should be open..." The middle-aged man in white who was asked by the youth whispered, while raising his head, looking at the top of the Wanbao Tower.

On the third floor of Wanbao Building, Xu Jianli, who was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, stood there with a calm expression on his face.

Behind him, Jin Dahao was cautious, not daring to raise his head.

"I said third child, you are not right, you are not in the same generation."

On the side, Xie Qinghai complained loudly.

It's just that there is more playfulness in his voice.

"Who do you sleep with? You can't sleep with our sibling's eldest niece, right?"

"I really can't control my lower body."

His words made Jin Dahao roll his eyes unconsciously.

Who says you can do it yourself, but thank you boss, you are qualified?

Who is it that can't control the lower body?

"Jin Dahao, you must know that the power of Hongyun's bloodline has not been stabilized yet, so you and her—"

As Bingfeng said, he turned to look at Xu Cheng who was beside him: "I never told you, Hongyun's parents have a lot of history."

"Otherwise, Guiyuan Yaozun took her to roam the void, why was she safe and sound?"

The void world is dangerous, even if Guiyuan Yaozun visits various forces of the Yaozu, absolute safety cannot be guaranteed.

"Hongyun has a feather, which was left by her mother to protect her."

"Even the great emperor should be afraid."

Bingfeng's words made Xie Qinghai's eyes widen.

He turned his head and looked at Jin Dahao.

It happened that Jin Dahao also raised his head to look at him, and the two looked at each other, with a strange halo intertwined in them.

Soft rice, is it fragrant?

"Third brother, before the bloodline is stabilized, it may be difficult to improve in the future."

"Have you thought about how to deal with the anger of Hongyun's parents after knowing the news?"

Xu Cheng turned around and looked at him.

Jin Dahao opened his mouth, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"Pfft—" The little red bird landed on Jin Dahao's shoulder, its wings fluttered, and its eyes stared at Xu Cheng.

In this way, it seems that he is protecting Jin Dahao.

Jin Dahao stretched out his hand to caress the little red bird, and then said loudly: "This is our men's business."

Then, he took a step forward and looked at Xu Cheng: "Tianshi, I know you will definitely have a way."

"Tell me, how many god stones do you need?"

Very crisp.

Xu Cheng showed a smile on his face, stretched out a finger and said, "100 million."

100 million?

Jin Dahao laughed, and just as he was about to speak out, Xu Cheng said again: "Heavenly Dao Stone."

One hundred million, Heavenly Dao Stone.

Jin Dahao's smile was frozen by this number.

A Heavenly Dao Stone is worth 100 million Divine Stones.

100 million heavenly stones, what is that concept?

Are there so many heavenly stones in the world?

Hearing Xu Cheng's asking price, Bingfeng's eyes flashed with inspiration.

At the beginning, Xu Chengcheng said in front of her that killing enough demons could exchange blood.

But that price is a hundred times cheaper than Jin Dahao's.

No one in this world can produce 100 million Heavenly Dao Stones.

The little red bird fluttered its wings and was about to pounce on Xu Cheng.

Jin Dahao reached out and grabbed her, then looked at Xu Cheng: "Really?"

Xu Cheng nodded and said: "There are so many Heavenly Dao Stones, not only can reshape her blood, but also allow her to directly return to her ancestors, becoming an existence comparable to her ancestors."

"Okay." Jin Dahao gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Cheng: "That's 100 million heavenly stones."

There was a strange aura emanating from him, he looked up at the distant sky, and then said lightly: "Then I will set a small goal."

"Earn him a hundred million first."

"Open—"

He shouted loudly, and then lowered his voice: "From now on, anyone who dares to stop me, Jin Dahao, from making money is my enemy!"

As his voice fell, the door of the Wanbao Building below opened, and countless practitioners rushed in.

"I want this knife—"

"I want this talisman!"

"Don't grab it, you're grabbing my Dandan—"

...

As long as it is sold in Wanbao Building, everyone will pick and choose what they grab.

When those people from the shop rushed over, the Wanbao building was already empty, only three formation plates were left hanging on the high places.

"Guest officers, today's goods are sold out, if you want to buy, please come early tomorrow."

The Tianshi Palace disciple wearing a green robe stretched out his hand to drive away with a smile on his face.

The gate of Wanbao Building closed again after opening for a quarter of an hour.

Outside the gate, countless practitioners are unwilling to leave.

"Brother Xu, what did you grab just now?" A one-eyed middle-aged man asked in a low voice with a gloomy expression.

"I just grabbed a knife, but unfortunately I don't need it." The other person shook his head regretfully and said, "I was going to grab a armor."

"Brother Xu wants a battle armor? What do you think of this one?" The one-eyed middle-aged man was overjoyed, and took out a battle armor.

"Hey, this battle armor... Brother, do you want to sell it?" Brother Xu asked a little nervously.

"Sell it! Why not sell it? You old man Xu Jinkou, this battle armor is for sale if you don't want to sell it!" Taking out the armor, the young man showed a bit of shyness on his face: "Brother Xu, do you want to sell this sword?"

...

Within half a day, a trading square spontaneously formed in front of Wanbao Tower.

Some exchanged the treasures they needed, some sold the useless treasures they had snatched, and some studied the usage of pills and talismans together.

This scene made Lu Cheng narrow his eyes when he rushed to Wanbao Building.

"Hmph, luckily I came early, otherwise this Wanbao Building would have really become a thing."

With a sneer, Lu Cheng strode forward and shouted in a low voice: "Open the door—" High-speed text hand-typed and signed to Tianshi Palace, and he was invincible when he descended the mountain