Finding that Shui Sheng's gaze was watching, the black-robed man raised his "handsome" face and looked over, looked up and down at the ordinary-looking round-faced man, and then his gaze fell on the four magic weapons within the light mask, and he didn't seem to recognize Shui Sheng at all.

Shui Sheng smiled slightly, and strode towards another jade platform.

Not far away, on another jade platform, a small blue gourd with a foot high bottom, a scissor-shaped strange blade, and a seal-shaped magic weapon were suspended in the same white light cover.

The small gourd is crystal clear, as if it is carved from crystal, and I don't know what it is used for.

From time to time, dark red filaments of light flew out of the scissor-shaped strange blades, and the edge of the blade was blood-red and blood-red, but the back of the blade was jet-black and shiny.

The seal itself was pitch black, but it shone with a strange blood-red light, and the bottom of the seal was boxy, but on the upper seal was a black dragon with teeth and claws.

An old man in a white robe with crane hair and a childish face sat on a wooden chair not far from the two jade platforms, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep.

The aquatic divine sense swept over the old man, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, the white-robed old man with two golden characters embroidered on his chest "Heavenly Dao" turned out to be a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

On the side of the second jade platform, two monks, one fat and one bad, were pointing to the three magic treasures in the light mask and whispering.

The fat man was dressed in a set of colorful robes, the robes seemed to be made of satin material, and the materials were examined, but this gentleman was bare-chested and bare-chested, with a long black chest hair on his chest, and five golden rings on each of his arms. The hair on the big head is sparse, but it has a high golden crown. It looks very weird, with a wide nose and a wide mouth. The two triangular eyes shone fiercely.

The thin man, dressed in a white brocade robe. Eight feet tall, his face is quite delicate, but his eyes are gloomy and cold, with flying eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips that are slightly upturned, giving people a feeling of flying and domineering, which looks very uncomfortable.

These two people turned out to be all monks at the peak of the late stage of Jindan, and the spiritual pressure emanating from their bodies was full of yin energy. Standing next to the three magic treasures again, it must be a demon cultivator.

Shui Sheng watched the side of the first jade platform for a while, and slowly paced to the side of the second jade platform, staring at the seal in the jade platform and looking at it, although it was separated by a layer of light, Shui Sheng could still see the difference between this seal and the other two magic weapons, the gourd and scissors seemed extraordinary, but they did not dare to approach the vicinity of this seal.

"Amitabha, Xiaoyou now has so many magic weapons in his hands. Isn't it enough? You must know that the power of a magic weapon is certainly related to its own level, and the most important thing is to match its own spiritual root attributes, only those forged with its own Dan fire. With essence and blood as the guide, the magic weapon cultivated in the dantian for many years can exert the greatest power, and the magic weapon obtained from other people is good. After all, you can't exert the maximum power. ”

The voice of the Great Awakening Monk came from the aquatic consciousness, for more than a year. This old man was afraid that his soul would dissipate, and he had been explaining and instilling how to refine various spiritual materials to the aquatic life. How to use the liliang in the relics to replace the Danhuo in the golden pill to boil the secret treasures of Buddhism, so that these secret treasures can be formed and have unsurpassed magical powers.

In the old monk's thoughts, life is short, and it is enough for a monk to boil up two or three magic weapons in his life, and the exercises he practices do not need to be too much, as long as he exerts the maximum power of these exercises.

Shui Sheng could only smirk with hehe, if he didn't have so many magic weapons in his hands, his life would have been over.

As for refining the natal magic weapon that depends on each other, Shui Sheng naturally wants to, and there is an old man surnamed Bi in his hand who has already "helped" him to prepare a large pile of spiritual materials and the refining method of the "Sky Splitting Bow". But where is the time to use it?

The fat and thin two demon cultivators saw Shui Sheng, a "righteous path monk", come over, and a trace of displeasure flashed in their eyes, and Shui Sheng's actions made the two of them even more dissatisfied.

"Senior, can you give this seal a look at the juniors?" Shui Sheng raised his head, bowed to the white-robed old man who closed his eyes and recuperated, and said loudly.

Hearing the voice, the old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Shui Sheng, and said expressionlessly: "Of course, this treasure costs one million spirit stones." ”

Even if the aquatic family has a deep background, he doesn't have so many ready-made spirit stones in his hands, and when he heard such a price, his heart was shocked, but he said in his mouth: "The junior understands." ”

The old man seemed to be in his senses, his eyes opened a little wider, and he stared at Shui Sheng twice, then frowned slightly, and said, "This treasure is a magic treasure. ”

Shui Sheng blinked, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "The junior can see it." ”

Before the old man could speak, the white-robed man with a gloomy face glanced at Shui Sheng, and said in a cold voice: "Junior, get away, this treasure has already been ordered by the old man." ”

Finding that Shui Sheng was not convinced, he looked the two up and down, a trace of impatience flashed on the fat man's face, his eyes rolled, and he said, "Can you afford it?"

was scolded by the two one after another, the water was angry, his face slowly became gloomy, a trace of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "So, the two Taoist friends can afford to buy this seal?"

A trace of anger flashed on the white-robed man's face, his eyebrows raised, and he said, "Look for death!"

With the words, a cold breath burst out of his body and rushed towards the water.

Shui Sheng didn't believe that this person really dared to do anything here, but for a while he couldn't decide how to teach these two people a lesson.

When the old man saw the three arguing, not only did he not come forward to persuade him to fight, but he stared at the three of them excitedly.

The four monks in the distance also looked over, the fat woman's eyes showed a hint of excitement, a subtle smile flashed on the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, and the green-robed man frowned, looking up and down at the water.

The purple-robed old man in his early fifties, who was tall and broad, showed a trace of disdain and ridicule on his face, and said in a humming voice: "Cui Tianjun, do you want to be embarrassed, you have already seen this Panlong Seal more than ten times, right? If you can't afford it, get out of here as soon as possible and make room for others!"

After that, he said to Shui Sheng: "Little brother, don't be afraid of him, buy it if you want to, the old man will support you!"

"It's none of your business if you can afford it, aren't you still the same as you can't afford that Qingyun Flying Boat?"

"Hehe, Lao Tzu is in a hurry to kill you, Lao Tzu is here for this flying boat today, Senior Wu, it's the price I said last time, this Qingyun boat, I want it." The purple-robed old man shook his head and said proudly.

"I'm really sorry, Wei Daoyou may not know that the price of this Qingyun Boat has increased by 30,000 spirit stones compared to a month ago. The old man said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, the two demon cultivators, one fat and one bad, glanced at each other, the fat man hahadaxiao, and the man surnamed Cui showed an expression of schadenfreude.

The purple-robed old man's face changed slightly, he pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "If it rises by 30,000, it will rise by 30,000, and you can still afford this price, unlike some people, who only look at it and don't buy it every time." ”

The old man surnamed Wu stroked his long beard, smiled faintly, stood up, shook his cuffs, and reached out to grab the cyan flying boat in the white light mask at will.

There was a soft sound of "hum", and the light mask flashed with a flash of spiritual light, and the cyan flying boat had already reached the old man's hand, and even the aquatic life did not see clearly how the old man took out the boat through the light mask.

The old man held the flying boat with one hand and threw it into the indoor air, between the blue light flashing, the flying boat slowly turned into a long man, and a cyan light filament flew out of the boat, slowly forming a layer of cyan light curtain outside the boat.

"What's the matter, this boat is refined by the refining master of this alliance with lapis lazuli mixed with hundreds of spiritual materials, of which there are more than twenty kinds of wind attribute spiritual materials alone, as long as your mana is deep enough, and there are enough spirit stones in your hand to excite, the speed of this boat is faster than the speed of the Yuan Infant Cultivator's volley and void, it is really a rare life-saving magic weapon. ”

When the old man surnamed Wu talked about the magic weapon, his face was full of brilliance, his expression was flying, and he swept away the listless energy, and after that, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the flying boat made a buzzing sound again, slowly shrinking, turning into six or seven inches long, and falling into the hands of the old man.

Hearing the word "lapis lazuli", Shui Sheng's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Okay, that's it, one hundred and twenty-three thousand spirit stones, right? ”

The purple-robed old man gritted his teeth, reached out and took out a storage bag from his waist, took out dozens of middle-grade spirit stones from the bag, and put them into another bag, and then threw the bag to the old man surnamed Wu with a shake of his hand.

The old man surnamed Wu took the storage bag, his divine sense was immersed in it, and after a while, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he threw the Qingyun Flying Boat held in his other hand at the purple-robed man, and said, "Take it, Wei boy, this is a genuine top-level treasure, don't be snatched away by some people with ulterior motives." ”

The purple-robed old man took the flying boat, looked left and right, raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, put it in the storage bag, turned his head and said to the white-robed man: "Old ghost Cui, see you at sea, with this treasure, I'm afraid that I won't get those deep-sea fire corals and purple gold sand, just wait and cry!"

The man's eyes suddenly became cold, but the fat man beside him buzzed and said, "Old thing, don't boast, it's windy at sea!"

"What Grandpa wants is a strong wind!" The purple-robed man glared at him, replied, glanced at Shui Sheng, and said: "Little brother, just start if you see it, otherwise, the price will increase again in two days." ”

With that, he glanced at the young man in the green robe, and the two walked downstairs one after the other.

Shui Sheng couldn't help but admire in his heart, it seems that there is no shortage of wealthy people in this Lu Kingdom monk, this purple-robed old man is just a monk at the peak of the late stage of Jindan, but he dares to buy a top-level magic weapon worth millions of spirit stones in front of everyone, and it doesn't seem to be a simple person.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)