This woman is Lian Sanyue. It is such a coincidence that there is such a thing in the world. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate and the impermanence of destiny.
It turned out that he had already seen Lian Sanyue in Deacon Pang's memory fragments.
But on second thought, the cell phone that could send text messages cursing people was used by Deacon Pang to assassinate his colleagues.
In this case, the origin of the props must be concealed, and normal spiritual realm travelers have limited ways to obtain props. Wanbao House, which has a wide variety of props, rich quantities, and is highly reputable, is the best choice.
|Are you here to buy something, or intelligence, or do you want to go to the black market?" The woman behind the cashier looked up and leisurely exhaled a dense puff of white smoke.
Her voice was lazy and charming, and as she exhaled smoke, she sounded just like the rich ladies who smoked opium in the old society - lying on the couch, enjoying the tobacco, her voice was lazy and pleasant.
Zhang Yuanqing did not answer, but took off his backpack, unzipped it, and took out three boxes of limited edition Cuban cigars.
He placed three boxes of cigars on the cashier's desk and said with a smile:
“A little thought.
"You, it's you~" Lian Sanyue's eyes lit up when she saw the three boxes of cigars. Li Chunfeng said that you are good at socializing, and it's absolutely true. This gift touched my sister's heart."
The word "you" brought to Zhang Yuanqing's mind a vivid and clear image - the proprietress of Longmen Inn.
As for Lian Sanyue seeing through his identity, it is not surprising. He gave him cigars to reveal his identity.
Otherwise why bother asking Li Chunfeng what she likes.
Without waiting for Zhang Yuanqing to speak, she narrowed her eyes, held a cigarette between her legs, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and smiled:
"You seem to know me?"
Zhang Yuanqing answered truthfully: "I have seen you in Deacon Pang's memory, and he once used that phone to assassinate me.
The woman said "Oh", dusted off her cigarette ash, and said:
"Li Chunfeng said that you wanted a close combat weapon, a top-grade Saint-level weapon, right?
Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
Lian Sanyue said lazily:
"I don't have any here. The best items of the Saint Realm are hard to come by even for a refiner. I've been lazy lately and don't have the mood or energy to make items for you. If you need one urgently, make it yourself."
Building it myself? Sounds like fun!
Zhang Yuanqing immediately asked: "How to build it?"
Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand: "Give me the cards."
Zhang Yuanqing took out a wooden sign from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Crack!" Lian Sanyue put his five fingers together and crushed the wooden sign. There were patterns on it that looked like patterns or spells, but it did not break. It condensed in the air and quickly spread out.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly and the messy and crowded hardware store disappeared.
Instead, there is a bustling market like a vegetable market, except that the stalls are not filled with vegetables, but with all kinds of items, from antiques to home appliances, from home appliances to daily necessities.
"It's a self-contained space. Is this the interior space of the Eternal Night professional props from abroad, or is it an illusion created by an illusionist?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"Neither," Lian Sanyue answered nonchalantly, playing with a cigar:
"This is the spiritual realm I created. To be more precise, it's a gang instance."
Oh, it's a gang copy. My vision is too narrow. I'm afraid Lian Sanyue's level is higher than I thought. Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything else. He looked around and saw criss-crossing aisles between the stalls. There were at least thirty or forty people coming and going on the aisles.
Some of them wore Monkey King masks, some wore Ultraman masks, and some wore cloaks, and they were dancing wildly.
The number of people traveling in the spiritual realm is not too few, but not too many either. There are nearly a hundred people including customers and stall owners here.
This number already exceeds the total number of official branches in remote areas.
What surprised Zhang Yuanqing the most was that there were forty or fifty stalls filled with a wide variety of goods, many of which looked like props.
How could such a small treasure house have so many props?
When did props become cabbages on the street?
So many props and materials?" He looked at Lian Sanyue's charming and beautiful face and said in disbelief.
" Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this: "You can just walk around."
It was still early, so there was no rush for the props. Zhang Yuanqing nodded, walked forward, stopped in front of a stall, and after looking around for a while, he set his eyes on a prop.
It was a palm-sized golden seal, padded with yellow silk cloth, with a square base and a lifelike golden dragon standing on it.
He reached out to take it out of curiosity, but was slapped away by the stall owner:
"You can't see the properties if you don't buy it."
The stall owner was a middle-aged man with thin cheeks, dark skin, single eyelids, and a cunning look.
"How can I know whether to buy it if I don't look at its properties?" Zhang Yuanqing chuckled, "What kind of item is this?"
This is a top-quality item I found in a Tang Dynasty dungeon, the imperial seal of Emperor Taizong of Tang!" The stall owner raised his chin and said confidently: You can't buy this item without five million.
When Zhang Yuanqing heard the words "Tang Dynasty" and "top quality", he was really frightened, but when he heard the second half, he immediately realized something was wrong. He questioned: "Is the imperial seal made of gold?"
The stall owner was stunned.
There was silence for a few seconds, and Zhang Yuanqing seemed to understand, so he turned around and walked away: "Okay, you can keep the imperial seal of Emperor Taizong of Tang as a family heirloom."
The stall owner hurriedly shouted, "Forget it, I'll sell it at a bargain price, five hundred thousand for you to take."
But he ignored the Yuanshi Tianzun just now, and the current Yuanshi Tianzun is no longer within his reach.
"Boss, let me see this vase."
"You can take a look, but you have to pay a 50,000 yuan deposit first."
"500, I'll give it to you if you want. This isn't an item, or even a material. It's probably just some junk I picked up from the dungeon."
"Nonsense, this is a vase used by Kangxi."
“You are awesome, you have even been to the Qing Dynasty dungeon.
"Boss, how much is this gold tray?"
"The tray used by Emperor Gaozu of Han is not a material or a prop, but an antique. The price is six million."
"Were there screws during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of Han? Please keep them and don't damage such a valuable antique."
Zhang Yuanqing walked around for half an hour, then returned to Lian Sanyue with a sigh and said unhappily:
This is indeed a black market, everyone here is a maggot with a black heart."
He finally understood that most of the items on the stalls were brought from the spiritual realm. They were not even materials, let alone props.
I knew it, how could there be so many props.
Most of the stall owners here only have a small amount of materials, and then they put out a lot of ordinary things to make up the number, and they will try to cheat as many people as possible.
In addition, neither the stall owner nor the customers tried to hide their aura.
After walking around, he found that there were quite a few saints here.
Lian Sanyue held a half-burned cigar in his mouth. His posture was not vulgar at all, but rather indescribably elegant. He said:
"Many people who come to me for the first time will fall into traps and get cheated. You are very smart. Of course, intelligence is the most basic quality of a genius."
After saying this, she walked forward gracefully, crossing the black market.
Zhang Yuanqing followed behind, examining the weapon refiner's back. Lian Sanyue had a very good body proportion, thin where it should be thin, fat where it should be fat, and when she walked, she moved in a particularly seductive way.
She gave people the impression of an innkeeper with rich experience in the underworld. She was always smiling and did not have the dignity and reserve of a dominant boss.
But Zhang Yuanqing knew that this woman was much more dangerous than the elders of the Five Elements Alliance.
Most of the elders are decent, but she is different. She has a chaotic neutral attribute.
After passing through the busy city, he followed Lian Sanyue to an arena. The square podium was empty and there were no spectators.
"The arena is open on weekends. You can come and watch the life-and-death battles when you have time. If you are short of money, you can also go up and fight a few rounds." Lian Sanyue said casually.
"Is it very profitable?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"Winning a match will earn you two million, and the dead person's props will be yours. The rule is that only one person can survive." Lian Sanyue blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile
"Since Yuanshi Tianzun is here to compete, there must be a lot of people placing bets."
As they talked, they walked through the arena and stopped in front of a wooden door. Lian Sanyue turned the door handle.
With a "click", the door opened and a heart-wrenching cry was heard:
Give it back to me, give me my props back, you damn thing."
What's going on? Have I walked into a wolf's den? According to my face before coming here, this trip is obviously auspicious. Zhang Yuanqing stuck his head and looked inside.
Two strong men came out carrying a masked man.
The masked man cried out at the top of his lungs, repeating: "Give me back my props, give me back my props"
Lian Sanyue leaned lazily against the door, one hand on his chest, the other hand twisting a cigar, and said with a smile:
"You're willing to accept the loss. Why are you crying? You're not like a man. The old rules apply. You'll be charged one million per day for closing the furnace."
The masked man cried, "I have already spent all my money, seal your mother's furnace."
Lian Sanyue smiled and waved his hand, asking the burly man to drag the masked man out.
When the crying and shouting became farther and farther away, she looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a half-smile and said, "Go in!"
Entering the room, there is no furniture in the spacious house. In the center stands a two-meter-high three-legged bronze furnace. Flames are emanating from the oval furnace belly, which looks like the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.
A half-meter-high hammer stood next to the stove.
Zhang Yuanqing cast a questioning look at Lian Sanyue, who chuckled and said:
“It’s the most valuable item in my shop.”
He nodded, motioning Zhang Yuanqing to check the properties of the item.
Zhang Yuanqing walked forward, stopped beside the bronze furnace, and pressed his palm on the furnace belly. After a few seconds, the item information appeared:
[Name: Hundred Refinements Furnace]
【Type: Boiler】
【Function: Refining】 -
[Introduction: The furnace that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, once sank to the bottom of the sea due to a disaster, and was finally found. It is a furnace used by ancient powerful people to refine tools. Countless well-known magic weapons are produced from the Hundred Refinements Furnace. It can decompose everything that can be stuffed into the furnace, including rules. It can also produce all tools that can be produced, including rules.]
[Note 1: When using it, you need to sacrifice items or materials. ]
【Note 2: 4%】:
"Rule-based props?" Zhang Yuanqing hissed. Only rules can deal with rules.
"And it's the best among the rule-based props." Lian Sanyue corrected him, crossed his arms, and smiled:
"It can refine the items you want. Using the furnace is free, but you need to buy the flint to activate the furnace from me. One piece costs 500,000."
"Also, you need to pay for the props or materials for the sacrifice yourself, or you can buy them from me."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned and asked:
"Surely it will succeed?"
Most of the props sacrificed are lost, and if it fails, it will be a huge loss.
"See Note 2? It needs to store energy. The more items you sacrifice, the more energy it stores. But when it reaches 100%, you will definitely be able to refine a satisfactory item." Lian Sanyue said:
The higher the quality of the sacrificed item, the higher the energy points. But sometimes, an ordinary item can store 50% of the energy, and sometimes an item can only store 100% of the energy.
"I have seen a lucky guy who used two ordinary items of the extraordinary realm to refine a superb item of the extraordinary realm. So many people like to come here to gamble, just like the guy just now."
Zhang Yuanqing thought that Lingjing was indeed a "game". The strengthening props arrived late.
That masked man just now, isn't he the enhanced dog?
"What does it mean to seal the furnace?" he asked thoughtfully.
"The energy stored in the furnace will last for seven days, and will be cleared after seven days. Sealing the furnace means that if you still fail to use it after you have spent all your money, I will not let anyone use it in the next seven days, so that you will not become someone else's puppet."
Sanyue finished speaking with a playful smile: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to take a gamble?"
Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.
I have a lot of items that I can no longer use. Instead of leaving them idle or selling them, I might as well take a gamble. Maybe with one or two items, I can refine a top-quality item. Hiss, I have never enhanced more than 10 before. I will never be an enhanced dog in this life. How about giving up?
But I do lack a top-notch melee item. My output is not enough. Even if I can sneak attack, I can't break the armor of an enemy with high defense. And I have a lucky necklace.
Zhang Yuanqing was struggling with his conscience for a long time. His enhanced dog instinct won out, and he nodded:
"I want to try it."
Then, he touched the big hammer beside the stove, but didn't read any information about the item, so he asked curiously: What is this?
Lian Sanyue raised the corner of his mouth and said: "You will know its use later."
|The furnace can only hold one item or material at a time, and it requires a piece of flint each time it is started. When smelting, you put your palm on the furnace and silently recite the type of item you want. If you don't do it, it will randomly smelt an item. ]
After she finished speaking, she opened her palm, and a dark red stone appeared in her hand. Zhang Yuanqing first took out the "lucky necklace" and put it on, then took the stone, jumped onto the stove, opened the lid, and threw the flint in. After thinking for a while, he took out the bloodthirsty blade and threw this item that had been with him for a long time but could no longer keep up with the level.
Then he closed the furnace lid, jumped down, placed his palms against the furnace, and silently said in his heart:
I want a Saint-level top-grade item, a melee weapon."
Soon, the furnace body became scorching hot, wisps of purple smoke came out of the holes on the furnace cover, and a chaotic "clang clang clang" sound came from inside the furnace, as if someone was forging iron inside.
After more than ten seconds, the noise disappeared, the purple smoke disappeared, and the furnace returned to calm. Zhang Yuanqing took a look at the item's properties:
【Note 2: 5%】
An extraordinary item only stores 1% of its energy? Zhang Yuanqing's face darkened. "Continue!"
This time, he put on the "Insight" glasses, and when everything was calm, he quickly looked at the item's properties:
【Note 2: 7%】
"Come again!" Zhang Yuanqing was not discouraged.
Beast Whisperer.
【Note 2: 15%】
Master of swordsmanship.
【Note 2: 24%】
Hypnosis Box.
【Note 2: 38%】
Two extraordinary items and three saint-quality items were exchanged for 34% of the energy.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his inventory and his items included the Yin-Yang Robe, Hou Tu Boots, Perfect Human Skin, Daluo Star Plate, Mountain God Scepter, Unyielding Goggles, Slide Shoes, Swift Wind Gloves, and Little Red Riding Hood.
As well as the disguise ring and lucky necklace worn on the body.
Each of these items has a special purpose and cannot be used as a sacrifice.
He remained silent for a while, then suddenly his expression turned ferocious, he picked up the big hammer at hand and smashed it hard against the bronze furnace:
"What the hell is this ancient magic weapon? It's obviously made by Penguin. Give me back my props! Give me back my props!
Lian Sanyue did not stop him, but instead said gloatingly: "It seems that you have understood the correct use of the hammer."
After a round of knocking and smashing, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, looked at the gorgeous proprietress in a leather jacket, and said: "I want to buy props and materials."
Next, he spent 70 million to buy three medium-quality items of the Saint Realm from Lian Sanyue, as well as a large amount of spiritual materials.
He spent another five million to buy ten pieces of flint.
The furnace is at 85% capacity.
That’s really good, 85% now,” Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile.
As he was laughing, he suddenly swung the hammer with a distorted face and hit the stove: "You bastard, I'm going to destroy you today, even Jesus can't save you!!"
According to this rate of increase, even if he spent all his fortune, he would not be able to reach 100%.
Tears almost came out.
Lian Sanyue walked to the furnace, pressed his palm on the furnace belly, and frowned after looking at the energy storage.
"That's not right. With so many props and materials thrown in, it's possible that even a dominant-level item will appear. I've never seen anyone as evil as you." She looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with pity.
"Bullshit, I'm wearing a lucky necklace. If I had a piece of flint, I'd sacrifice this thing." Zhang Yuanqing pulled off the necklace with red eyes.
Lucky Necklace Lian Sanyue raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "So that's how it is. Congratulations."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Lian Sanyue sighed: "Sometimes, high costs are also a kind of luck."
When Zhang Yuanqing heard this, he immediately calmed down, thought for a few seconds, and understood what she meant.
Precisely because of the blessing of the lucky necklace, the energy of the furnace accumulates very slowly. This is not bad luck, but a kind of luck.
The Hundred Refinements Furnace is nurturing the best of the best.
Lian Sanyue took a puff of his cigar, exhaled dense white smoke, and said, "If you still have money, you can continue. If you don't have money, I suggest you close the furnace."
Zhang Yuanqing turned his anger into joy and quickly weighed the pros and cons.
He only had over 10 million left. He could only buy a Saint-level item of average quality. It was impossible to increase the energy to 100%. It would be better to save the money to seal the furnace. It would be too embarrassing to ask for the items he gave to Guan Ya and the others.
In seven days, I will try my best to use the treasure hunting function of Xiao Doubi to collect the props scattered by the president of the Merchant Guild. If I fail, I can still ask Fu Qingyang for help. Mr. Qian has nothing but a lot of money. At worst, I will just surrender.
Thinking of this, he had already made a decision, and said in a deep voice: Seal the furnace!
"Two million a day, seven days, fourteen million." Lian Sanyue's smile was indescribably charming: "Boss, come again next time."
After paying for the furnace sealing fee, Zhang Yuanqing bought another hand card from Lian Sanyue. It was not expensive, only one hundred thousand.
He left the Wanbao House with mixed feelings, exhaled a breath of Yin Qi, and fell to the ground, turning into a round, cute baby with sparse hair.