Chapter 127 Refining Equipment

Ergouzi looked around in the black market for a while, then found a corner to sit down and took out two small bottles.

Each of these two bottles contained a Peiyuan Pill, which was placed on the ground in front of them, ready to be sold at a stall.

There were many pedestrians coming and going, but no one stopped to look at the two small bottles.

The stall owners of other stalls were shouting loudly, attracting many people to watch, just like a mortal market.

After all, Ergouzi is still young and thin-skinned, and he is too embarrassed to shout loudly.

He thought for a moment and used charcoal to write the words "Peiyuan Dan" on the stone slab in front of him.

Pills are rare items and can only be produced by the government's alchemy room.

As soon as these words were written, more than a dozen people gathered around and inquired about the price.

"Only spiritual stones."

"There are only two Peiyuan Pills and three Spiritual Stones in total."

There are many people asking for prices, and even more people want to buy.

But no one has bought it yet.

Poverty limits their courage, and they can only shrink back and hesitate, making it difficult to make a purchase decision.

Four monks got together, whispered to each other, and discussed for a long time. Finally, they gathered three spiritual stones and bought a Yuan Pei Dan.

Then these four people, with everyone's envious eyes on them, holding the elixir bottle and looking around, left.

Ergouzi looked at the retreating figures of the four people and wondered how they would divide it when they returned. Should the four of them take turns and each take a lick?

There were still twenty or thirty people watching in front of the stall. The envy and greed in their eyes almost overwhelmed Ergouzi.

But with so many people left, they just couldn't gather three spiritual stones.

Of course, it's not that this world lacks spiritual stones, it just happens that none of these onlookers do.

At this moment, a cultivator who didn't even wear a mask was striding over.

This person spread his hands to both sides and pushed the onlookers away, clearing a path.

The onlookers were suddenly pushed away rudely, and they were about to curse. When they looked up and saw the face of the person coming, they immediately put away their angry expressions and put on smiling faces.

Er Gouzi thought he could see these immortal cultivators fighting.

Unexpectedly, this new person has the miraculous effect of clearing away heat and internal heat, soothing the liver and regulating qi.

It's a miracle medicine that can turn so many people from anger into joy at the same time.

"It turns out to be Chief Shama."

"Are you free to come here today?"

"Please first!"

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Although they were separated by masks, it could be judged from their voices alone that these young monks were smiling brightly at the moment.

Trying to warm up the cold buttocks with warm faces.

The man known as Xiama Chang only nodded slightly as a response to everyone.

This person walked to the stall and was about to reach for the elixir bottle, but Er Gouzi blocked him with one hand.

"Just look at the valuables with your spiritual sense. Please don't touch them."

Immortal cultivators have too many tricks, and pills are such expensive things. If something unexpected happens, the two of them will be entangled.

Chief Xia Ma was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there were still people in this black market who refused to give him face.

However, he only frowned, but still did not have an attack. His consciousness looked at the Peiyuan Pill in the bottle to confirm that it was correct.

"I bought this pill."

Xia Ma Chang said, taking out two spiritual stones and reaching out to get the elixir.

"The Peiyuan Pill sells for three spiritual stones, and we won't sell any less."

Ergouzi took the elixir bottle on the ground back into his hand, but did not take the spirit stone from the other party's hand.

"Don't be so shameless!"

"Do you know who I am?"

Xia Ma Chang put his fat face in front of Er Gouzi. There were still vegetable leaves on his big yellow teeth, and a foul smell came from his mouth.

Ergouzi covered his mouth and took a step back, putting the medicine bottle into his arms.

"Who are you? You're just the groom of the Captain of Sanyang County."

He just learned from everyone's discussion that the man in front of him was just the captain's groom, and he was used to doing whatever he wanted in order to take advantage of others' power.

Usually everyone is afraid of him and puts a high hat on him. They are too embarrassed to call him the groom, so they call him the horse captain.

"You have such a strong tone. You dare to look down on Lord Captain. Who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary farmer. I don't dare to look down on the captain. I just look down on you."

This kind of bully likes to take advantage of people's power. He will always blame his master for big things and bring him out to scare others.

"You! You..."

The tiger skin that Xia Ma Chang relied on to scare people had lost its effectiveness. He pointed at Er Gouzi and scolded you several times, but he couldn't do anything.

In terms of cultivation, he was only at the fifth level of qi training, not as good as Ergouzi. He usually used tiger skins as banners to scare people.

"Also, stay away from me, my mouth stinks!"

Ergouzi pushed Xia Mafu aside and continued to sit on the ground and set up a stall selling elixirs.

"Peiyuan Pill, three spiritual stones, only one is left."

He still used charcoal to write these large characters on the ground, which indeed attracted more people to watch.

"If I can't buy this Peiyuan Pill today, no one will be able to buy it."

Xia Mafu was standing next to the Ergouzi stall, watching eagerly. No one else in the black market dared to offend him, and no one really dared to buy.

Ergouzi simply put away the medicine bottle and stopped selling it. These few spiritual stones were enough for the time being.

"Hehe... No one will buy your Peiyuan Pill except me."

Ergouzi walked up to Shamafu, kicked him on the butt, knocked him to pieces, and then turned around and left.

"Okay! You didn't kick my ass today, you kicked the Captain's face."

"Let's wait and see."

Xia Machang was still rubbing his butt and cursing, but Er Gouzi had already walked away.

He had already walked into a shop for forging weapons.

This shop is called Bai Duan Pavilion, which can forge various weapons and refine magic tools.

However, the materials for refining magic tools are expensive, and the technology is even more expensive. Each magic tool is priced at a sky-high price.

So for most foundation-building cultivators, it is considered very good to get a magic tool flying sword.

As for Qi training cultivators, only those big families with deep family backgrounds can have one.

Qi training cultivators have a flying sword in their hands, which is almost invincible among the cultivators of the same level.

Er Gouzi walked into the shop and first looked at the items on the shelves. There were refined swords and three magic tools.

"Excuse me, how much is this magic tool flying sword?"

"This flying sword sells for 30 spirit stones."

An old man stroked his white beard and said casually.

The price of flying swords is too expensive, and most people just ask out of curiosity, but can't afford it.

The young man in front of him was only in the Qi training stage, and he didn't look like a rich family. Even if he sold his life, he couldn't afford a flying sword.

"Did you refine these flying swords here?"

Er Gouzi picked up five flying swords in the last battle, Sima Yi got one, and the remaining four were in his hands.

In addition to the one he picked up in the cult cave before, he had a total of five flying swords.

Seeing these flying swords on the shelf, they were quite similar in shape and style to the flying sword in his hand.

"Yes, the magic weapons in the store are all made by me."

Hearing this, the old man stroked his beard complacently.

These days, there are not many weapon refiners who can refine magic weapons.

Er Gouzi touched his backpack and took out a flying sword.

"Did you refine this one too?"

When the old man saw the flying sword that Er Gouzi took out, his pupils shrank. It seems that you can't judge a person by his appearance.

"That's right. There is a rune like this on the magic weapon I refine. This is the unique mark of our store."

The old man pointed to a rune pattern on the flying sword and showed it to Er Gouzi.

Er Gouzi only then realized that the flying swords in the hands of the cult were all bought here.

The strength of this refinery shop should be quite good.

"It's like this. I want to customize a magic weapon..."

Er Gouzi repeated his requirements.

The material of the heavy sword in his hand was still a bit poor. Every time he fought, it was pitted and even broken.

This time he wanted to rebuild a heavy sword of real magic weapon level.

After listening, the old man stroked his beard and looked embarrassed.

"The refining skills are definitely no problem, but I don't have so many materials."

"Do you have materials yourself?"

For this small shop, this is a big deal, and the old man doesn't want to give up.

"I can help you dissolve this flying sword and add some more materials, but it's still not enough."

"I still have a few flying swords in my hand. Do you think they are suitable?"

Er Gouzi said, and took out four more flying swords and piled them all in front of the old man.

The old man saw this pile of flying swords, tightly grabbed the beard on his chin, and his heart was beating wildly.

Who did you meet today?

He looks plain and doesn't look like a nobleman in the city, but he can take out five flying swords at once.

This kind of person is either the son of a high-ranking official or a high-ranking member of a cult.

However, he has been operating in the black market for many years and understands a truth: don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask.

Sometimes knowing too much can put your life in danger.

Whether it is the government or the cult, they are all his customers. It is the right way to not ask about worldly affairs and make money at ease.

"Look, if all these flying swords are melted in, is it enough?"

"Enough, enough!"

The old man picked up the flying swords one by one and found that the quality of these flying swords was much better than the ones he usually refined.

Sure enough, there must be a master behind the young man.

"How much does it cost?"

"Because the heavy sword you need is relatively large, it consumes more materials. Even if I melt these five flying swords, I have to add a lot of materials into it..."

"Give me another 50 spirit stones."

The old man quoted a fair price based on each material and his own wages.

"I don't have so many spirit stones. Can I use Peiyuan Pill?"

"Of course!"

The old man smiled happily when he heard this. It was great.

Only the government's alchemy room can sell pills. Pills are more rare than spirit stones. Even if you have spirit stones, you may not be able to buy pills.

After the two agreed on the price, the old man invited Er Gouzi to a room to rest and wait.

This wait lasted for a whole day before the heavy sword was finally refined.

"This sword weighs 240 jin, is three feet and eight inches long, seven inches wide, and has nine runes and arrays carved on it..."

The old man introduced the function of the sword to Er Gouzi in detail.

"Good, not bad!"

"I want to ask what the runes on the magic weapon are used for?"

Er Gouzi took this opportunity to ask about the runes.

He was still thinking about the runes on the jade floor, so he could learn about them indirectly.

The old man had just made a big deal and was in a good mood.

In addition, he felt that the young man in front of him had an extraordinary identity and was willing to make friends with him so that they could have long-term cooperation in the future.

So he was also happy to explain some knowledge about runes and arrays to him.

The two of them talked for most of the day and drank several pots of tea.