"The Storage Chamber?"
Half an hour later, Xiao Chen stood in front of a building, looked at the golden sign, and said slowly.
"Brother Chen, is there a possibility that instead of 'zang', it should be pronounced 'cang'?"
Wang Pingbei whispered.
"Um?"
Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at Wang Pingbei, without any embarrassment at all.
"What are you reading?"
"Pronounced 'zang', Brother Chen is right."
Wang Pingbei saw Xiao Chen's unfriendly look and said hurriedly.
"That's right, let's go."
Xiao Chen smiled with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, and walked inside.
Wang Pingbei curled his lips and followed behind.
"Two distinguished guests..."
The receptionist at the door felt the aura of foundation building and his face was full of enthusiasm and respect.
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded and looked around the store. The space was very large, covering several hundred square meters.
There weren't many people, and they were all standing in front of the counter, choosing what they wanted.
"Let your shopkeeper come over."
Wang Pingbei ordered.
"yes."
The receptionist glanced at Wang Pingbei, responded, and turned to find the shopkeeper.
This kind of people are usually big money sponsors!
"Brother Chen, do you need anything else besides the sound transmission stone?"
Wang Pingbei asked.
"The magic weapon in the Tibetan Weapon Pavilion is quite good."
"Also a chain?"
Xiao Chen said casually.
"chain?"
Wang Pingbei was stunned.
"Just like the Tianji Pavilion and Wenqing Tower, does the Cangqi Pavilion also have one?"
Xiao Chen explained.
"Yes, there are, but only in big cities. There are no small places."
Wang Pingbei nodded.
"The Longteng Chamber of Commerce is behind this Cangqiong Pavilion... but neither Longteng Chamber of Commerce nor Cangqiong Pavilion has admitted it."
"He must have a backer, otherwise how could he survive? He would have been robbed long ago."
Xiao Chen chuckled, his eyes falling on the shelves behind the counter.
"Are these all magical instruments?"
"Of course not. The magic weapon is of great value. How can there be so many of them?"
Wang Pingbei shook his head.
"Most of them are common things, including materials for refining magic tools. Some refiners will come to buy them, and after refining magic tools, they will sell them to them."
"That is, the Weapon Storage Pavilion is more engaged in the business of weapon refiners?"
Xiao Chen understood a little.
"That's about right. Practitioners also come here to buy weapons and daily necessities, as well as cultivation resources, etc."
Wang Pingbei nodded.
“There are many kinds of things sold here.”
"The Weapon Storage Pavilion? Haha, it would be more appropriate to call it a 'grocery store'."
Xiao Chen chuckled and looked away.
He has little interest in ordinary things.
If they are magical instruments or treasures, you can buy a few to play with.
"Only the third floor and above have good stuff, the things below are just ordinary stuff."
Wang Ping North Road.
"Wait a minute, let the shopkeeper take us upstairs."
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded. He thought Beizi was a very good guide.
Powerful and under his control.
The most important thing is that he comes from a super power. As a genius of a super power, his knowledge is also extraordinary.
If it were an ordinary character, he wouldn't know so much.
One’s background determines one’s vision and knowledge.
The principle is the same in any world.
Soon, the shopkeeper came.
After a brief greeting, he took Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei to the third floor.
The sound transmission stone is on the third floor.
"Mr. Chen, here are some simple magic weapons and some good weapons, including semi-divine weapons."
The shopkeeper introduced.
"Let me see the sound stone first."
Xiao Chen is quite interested in this thing.
A broken stone can actually communicate?
But when I think about it again, it seems normal.
Aren’t mobile phones just a bunch of broken plastic and electronic components?
"Okay, please wait."
The shopkeeper nodded and went to get the sound transmission stone.
Xiao Chen looked at the third floor. Although the space was the same as downstairs, there were obviously fewer things.
It can be seen that the more precious something is, the less of it there is.
This is also a psychological hint to customers, or a sales tactic.
Xiao Chen had no interest in semi-divine weapons. He had quite a few divine weapons in his bone ring and was ready to auction them off.
"What's this bell for?"
Xiao Chen pointed at a bell, which was somewhat similar to the Soul-Calming Bell and the Soul-Capturing Bell.
But he knew that this thing was definitely not as valuable as the Soul-Calming Bell or the Soul-Capturing Bell. If it was really that valuable, it would not be placed here.
"This is a hypnotic bell."
The person behind the counter introduced.
"Hypnotic bell? Can it hypnotize people?"
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up slightly. His hypnosis skills were very powerful, but they also consumed his energy.
If this thing could hypnotize me, wouldn't it be much easier?
"Well, it doesn't hypnotize people, but it can help you sleep... For example, when you can't sleep, you can activate it and it will make you fall asleep quickly."
The teller introduced.
"???"
Listening to the introduction, Xiao Chen was confused. What the hell? Is this...hypnosis?
"It's just a gimmick."
Wang Pingbei curled his lips, this thing is even more useless than the sound transmission stone.
Among practitioners, how many suffer from insomnia?
If you can't even handle such a small thing, what's the point of practicing?
"Well, the sleep-aiding effect is still very good."
The teller saw the two people's reactions and coughed dryly.
"What's the price?"
Xiao Chen looked at the bell and asked casually.
"Three high-quality spirit stones. It is a magical weapon."
The teller said.
“Good fellow…”
Xiao Chen subconsciously converted it into Chinese currency and curled his lips. Isn't this crap too damn expensive?
But he quickly shook his head, thinking that this was a bad habit. They were two different worlds that could not be measured in Chinese currency.
But even in the outer world, the price of this bell is not low.
After all, it has no other use except helping you sleep.
"How dare you sell this broken thing for three top-grade spirit stones?"
Wang Pingbei also frowned.
"Anything you want?"
"Well, it hasn't been sold in half a year."
The teller was quite honest and smiled wryly.
"Just tell me, anyone who wants this crap is totally crazy."
Wang Pingbei mocked.
“…”
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei and said nothing.
"Brother Chen, why are you looking at me?"
Wang Pingbei noticed Xiao Chen's gaze and asked in confusion.
"You are going to buy this bell."
Xiao Chen said slowly.
"Ah? I buy this bell? Why would I want this crap?"
Wang Pingbei was stunned and didn't react.
"Are you sure you don't need it?"
Xiao Chen asked again.
"I...I need it."
Wang Pingbei's thoughts raced and he reacted immediately.
He doesn't need it, but Xiao Chen does.
But because of what he just said, Xiao Chen couldn't buy it.
So... let him buy it.
"Well, buy it."
Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction.
“I…I bought it.”
Wang Pingbei looked at the teller with a bitter face.
"ah?"
The teller was stunned. Who actually wanted this broken thing?
"Ah what, I said I want it."
Wang Pingbei was annoyed. He felt that the teller looked at him as if to say... Are you mentally ill?
"Okay, okay."
The teller nodded quickly.
"You two, come and sit over here."
The shopkeeper returned, followed by three men, holding boxes in their hands.
"We'll calculate it together later."
Wang Pingbei said something to the teller and followed Xiao Chen to sit next to him.
The shopkeeper opened the box, took out several sound transmission stones and began to introduce them.
After listening to the introduction, Xiao Chen understood that there are differences in distance, size of the sound transmission stone, as well as how much consumption there is and whether it can be used enough times.
This made him look strange, isn't it similar to choosing a mobile phone?
"Which one do you want?"
the shopkeeper inquired.
"I want both."
Xiao Chen was playing with a sound transmission device. Based on the array pattern, he could communicate over long distances. It was quite interesting.
Even though the Zhuge family is a family of formations, they only have the basic formations inherited.
There are no array patterns like those on the sound transmission stone.
"Hmm? You want both?"
The shopkeeper was surprised.
"Yes, I want both."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Show us something else."
“Okay, okay…”
The shopkeeper was overjoyed, this is a big money sponsor!
Wang Pingbei looked at Xiao Chen. He really wanted to ask, what do you need so many sound transmission stones for?
But in front of outsiders, he held back.
Maybe... he's rich and willful?
Or did poverty limit his imagination?
Xiao Chen walked around the third floor and bought a few small items.
These little gadgets are similar to hypnotic bells. They are magical instruments that are somewhat useful, but not very useful.
The shopkeeper's face was full of smiles, and he was happier than if he had sold a semi-divine weapon.
Nothing else, I just kept these little gadgets for a long time and haven’t sold them.
Although the value is not high, it is quite annoying to watch.
Now that Xiao Chen wants them all, how can he not be happy.
Wang Pingbei didn’t know what Xiao Chen was thinking. Was there really too many spirit stones and he couldn’t spend them all?
"You don't need to take these little gadgets back with you. They can be regarded as Tianwaitian specialties... Xiaomeng and the others will definitely like them."
Xiao Chen also had a smile on his face, just thinking of it as buying a toy.
"Hey, what is this? A trash can?"
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a cylindrical object that looked like... a trash can.
Well, if you put a garbage bag on it, it will look more like it.
"This... is said to be a storage device that can store spiritual power."
The shopkeeper pulled the corner of his mouth and explained.
"Storing soul power?"
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then he laughed. It turned out that it was not a trash can but a piggy bank.
"Storing spiritual power? Who would think that spiritual power is too much and store it here? What the hell..."
Wang Pingbei was about to say "Only a crazy person would want this stuff", but suddenly he remembered what Xiao Chen had just bought, which were all bought by a crazy person, so he quickly shut up.
Wang Pingbei's words made Xiao Chen's eyes flash. There is too much spiritual power, so why not store some of it?
He...isn't that the case?
Unable to build a divine foundation, his spiritual power has reached its ceiling. Now he can only continue to temper it to improve its quality.
This is not a long-term solution. He recently feels that the quality of his soul can no longer be improved.
With his current strength, he cannot make the soul pure. Both the quantity and quality have reached the limit.
So, can he temporarily store the power of his soul in this trash can, no, in this storage device?
After he has established his divine foundation, he will take it back... because it is originally the power of his soul and spirit, and there is no need to practice it anymore. It fits perfectly!
In other words, when he was building his divine foundation, he used the power of his soul to increase his chances of success?
The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the more excited he became. To others, this thing was useless, but to him, it was very useful!
"Damn, I found a treasure."
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. The person who created this storage device must be a genius!
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