Token!

This is the third time Zhang Fan has seen this kind of token-like magic weapon.

The one in hand was covered with cracks, as if it would break open and shatter with a little force. In fact, this is true, after all, this is a defensive magic weapon, and being able to get it in your hands often means that the defense is broken, and how can the magic weapon itself not be damaged?

Just like the two things that Zhang Fan encountered before, they were all about to die while breaking through the defense, and this was the first time he had seen something almost intact.

Five years ago, since he came out of the valley without returning, Zhang Fan always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that there seemed to be some force hidden in the secret and was plotting against him.

Although, under normal circumstances, no matter what conspiracy the other party had, it had nothing to do with him, a little monk in the Qi refining period, but just in case, he still bought this magic weapon in the Duobao Pavilion, and there were many channels to learn about the other party's origins.

No, it's five years to wait, but Zhang Fan is no longer very interested in it. I haven't had anything to do with him for so many years, and the possibility of trouble for him in the future is very small, as for the plot, there is a high top when the sky falls, and there are those old monsters to worry about it.

So, Zhang Fan just flipped through it casually, and said, "Xiang Daoyou, this is the third treasure you said?"

Indeed, the previous two treasures were both eye-catching, and this one, even if it was intact, would not be taken into his eyes, not to mention that it was a waste at all.

Xiang Ming not only didn't care when he heard this, but laughed out loud: "Zhang Daoyou, what this pavilion sells is not this magic weapon, but news!"

"You are also a member of the Qi Dao family, you will know if you investigate one or two. ”

With that, he drank his tea leisurely while watching his reaction with a smile.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan glanced at him questioningly, then probed his divine sense into the magic weapon, and after a while, he raised his head, his face full of strange expressions.

New, quite new!

According to his judgment, the time for the production of this ritual artifact is less than ten years, and the short may even be less than five years. Generally speaking, as long as he didn't blow himself up as frantically as he did in the Valley of No Return, the lifespan of magic weapons was very long, and some even passed down in the hands of several generations.

"It's very new!" When Zhang Fan was groaning, Xiang Ming suddenly spoke.

Then, without waiting for him to speak, he continued to himself: "In the past ten years, we have acquired a total of three such magic weapons in the Duobao Pavilion, and the situation of the other two is the same as this one. ”

Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this, understanding what he meant.

According to the original idea, this token-shaped magic weapon might be the symbol of a certain sect or organization, but now it seems that it is impossible to investigate from this aspect.

The other party is obviously thinking far-reaching, when several forces have temporarily formed a certain organization or group, and newly made this magic weapon as a symbol, just to prevent people with intentions from finding out their origins from the clues.

The question is, what is the purpose of Duobao Pavilion throwing this thing out at this time?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at the other party with doubts.

Xiang Ming suddenly restrained the smile on his face, and said solemnly: "Zhang Daoyou, Qinzhou has not been very peaceful recently, it is best to retreat and practice hard, and strive to build a foundation as soon as possible." ”

This sentence has no beginning or end, but it makes Zhang Fan's heart feel terrified, even if he is accustomed to seeing sinister people's hearts, he will not doubt the goodwill hidden in this sentence.

However, how can things in the world be as good as they should be, and now he is not at a time when he can do whatever he wants. Zhang Fan's face showed a look of helplessness, and he didn't ask or admit much, but just smiled at Xiang Ming gratefully.

Xiang Ming didn't dwell on this matter, he stopped at the point, and then showed a smile like a face, and said, "Okay, Zhang Daoyou, let's settle the account." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Fan knew that he was going to bleed, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xiang, are the few things I handed over to Duobao Pavilion for consignment not enough to offset the bill?"

Over the years, he has refined countless high-level and top-level magic weapons, how can a small and semi-idle hall digest it, most of them are consigned to the Duobao Pavilion, although the tap is not small, but the selling price is also a lot higher. The friendship between them was forged in this long business relationship.

This is not the main thing, the real big head is the loot that Zhang Fan scavenged from the Valley of No Return.

Among them, the most expensive is Ji Wuyi's armor refining and the set of secluded arrays. This special magic weapon of armor refining is indeed infinitely powerful when used in the right place, and it is rare and rare, so naturally it can only be sold at a high price if it is placed in the Duobao Pavilion.

The formation flag of the Peerless Great Array is also a good thing, but it is impossible for Zhang Fan to run around with seven people and be ready to set up the formation at any time, so he can only sell it in pain.

These two things, after all, are related to the Illusory Demon Dao, there is no problem for Zhang Fan to use it himself, after all, it is the spoils of Zhengda Guangming, and the Illusory Demon Dao will never grind with the Faxiangzong for this thing, but if it is to be sold, there will be a problem, and no one dares to buy it!

This is naturally a big problem for Zhang Fan, but for Duobao Pavilion, it is a trivial matter! Qinzhou can't sell it and sell it in other states, can the ferocity of the Illusion Demon Dao still affect the monks in other states?

These two things, plus other miscellaneous things, all the spirit stones sold were stored in the Duobao Pavilion, except for the gap needed to supply the medicine refining in the past two days, there should be a lot left, but it was not enough?

Xiang Ming smiled and didn't say anything, but shook his head greatly.

Zhang Fan sighed secretly, knowing that there was no possibility of bargaining, and asked, "How much is the difference?"

As soon as these words came out, his heart was almost dripping blood, after so many years of retreat, alchemy, and cultivation, he had already consumed all his spirit stones, and if he wanted to pay the bill, it was estimated that he would have to sell the inventory.

The other party really came to stare at his inventory, only to see Xiang Ming laughing so much that the corners of his mouth cracked to the side of his ears, and said, "A top-grade magic weapon, well, or your Feiyun Boat is fine." After all these years, you should have a better flying magic weapon available!"

"It's better. ”

Zhang Fan responded, but without waiting for the smile on Xiang Ming's face to bloom, he continued: "However, that is the first magic weapon given by the family teacher, and it has a different meaning, so it is inconvenient to sell. ”

After a little hesitation, he still said, "In this way, how about using this top-level magic weapon to offset the account?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on the Qiankun bag, took out a big bow that was a long one, and put it on the table.

"Luo said the bow?" Xiang Ming's expression froze, and he said in surprise. This top-level magic weapon can be regarded as Zhang Fan's fame magic weapon, and he actually wants to sell it?

"Well, it's the Fallen Bow. Zhang Fan nodded and said, "The matching arrows have been used up, so please ask the refiners of your pavilion to refine them by themselves!"

Luo said the bow, this top-level magic weapon that had poured a lot of effort into him, I don't know if it was because of the name or because he was not suitable for using this kind of magic weapon, and it always couldn't exert the greatest effect. Now that we have something better at hand, it's time to deal with it.

After that, there was nothing to say, the two chatted for a few more words, and Xiang Ming personally sent Zhang Fan out of the gate of Duobao Pavilion.

After he left, Xiang Ming returned to the second floor, and as soon as he entered the door, a voice that was neither yin nor yang, sounding extremely strange, sounded abruptly: "Boss, why do you care so much about that kid?"

"Take care of it? There is one? Xiang Ming seemed to have been mentally prepared for someone to speak out, and he was not surprised when he heard this, but replied without hurry.

"Hmph, Xiang is in charge, the old man doesn't understand the business matter, but the old man knows that there is no need for our Duobao Pavilion to help him deal with those magic weapons, and he is innocent of the Demon Dao. ”

Speaking of this, the strange voice paused, and then continued: "And that piece of copper essence, the old man ran for three days and three nights to get it back from Yongzhou, and you actually sold it to him at a fair price, and you didn't inquire carefully about its usefulness, isn't this still a different look and special care?"

Xiang Mou asked, but the kid was tight-lipped. Xiang Ming snorted.

"Your name is ...... too," the voice was about to be repeated, but was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Enough!" Xiang Ming's fat face suddenly turned hideous, and he said word by word: "Don't forget, Xiang is in charge." ”

After calming down a little, he continued: "If you are dissatisfied, you can go to the ancestor to complain after the shift, and one day under Xiang Mou, you will be obedient to Lao Tzu." ”

As soon as the words fell, a violent aura suddenly rose in the dark, and in terms of power, it was not under the previous mirage at all, and even exceeded.

Seeing this, Xiang Ming only pursed his lips disdainfully, sat down in front of the stone table by himself, took the already cold spiritual tea and drank it all, and then looked ahead, his gaze was far away, as if he could pass through the layers of walls and reach a place in the distance.

......

After leaving Duobao Pavilion, Zhang Fan went to the Banxian Hall to talk to his grandfather, and then returned to the sect, but did not return to his courtyard, but flew directly to the deacon hall of the sect.

If it weren't for the summons from the Deacon's Palace, how could he have ended his penance at this time? If it weren't for his true intentions, he would naturally have cultivated directly to the peak of the Qi refining period, and then took the Zhuji Dan to try to build the foundation.

However, not everything can be to his liking.

On the way, Zhang Fan, who was still a little indispensable, looked a little heavy, and it was undeniable that Xiang Ming's warning still cast a shadow in his heart.