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Chapter 79 Cooperation reached

 "How to cooperate?"

Zhao Zhuo put the Qingling Pill and Soul-Nourishing Jade back into his storage bag, raised his head and looked at Qingci in front of him and asked curiously.

"Please go to the third floor. The steward is waiting for you in box three," Qing Ci said.

Lingbao Pavilion has four floors. The hall on the first floor is mostly for basic materials and elixirs. The second floor is for medium-grade magical artifacts and some more precious elixirs and materials. As for the third floor, there may only be tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Only the transactions are eligible.

The fourth floor is not open to the public.

When Zhao Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help being slightly startled. He stood up and walked towards the stairs nervously. To be able to serve as the head of Lingbao Pavilion, he must at least have a foundation-building level, which is an irresistible level for him.

If the other party lowers the price, does he have the right to refuse?

Only then did he realize the flaw in his thinking. Since the Variety Mask blocked Mr. Li's foundation-building consciousness, it naturally couldn't block the manager of Lingbao Pavilion. Fortunately... he didn't change his body shape rashly.

With mixed feelings, Zhao Zhuo pushed open the No. 3 box on the third floor.

First, he smelled the strong fragrance of flowers, which cheered him up. Behind a long table about two meters away, a young female nun with a veil on her face was sitting. Her hair fell like a waterfall, as if it were dark.

night sky.

She was wearing a luxurious brocade dress, with faint auras flickering on the surface. The dress was embroidered with colorful patterns and delicate gold threads, which occasionally shone with colorful light. The sleeves were loose and elegant, like dancing colorful butterflies.

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"Please sit down, my surname is Zhou and my name is Qingning." She said with a clear and sweet voice, and stretched out her slender fingers to indicate to Zhao Zhuo to sit on the rosewood chair in front of her.

Zhao Zhuo sat down carefully. He found that he was only about one meter away from Zhou Qingning, but he felt as depressed as if he were facing an abyss, because he could not see through the person in front of him at all, and could not feel any changes in emotions, as if

Sit at the foot of the mountain and look up at the mountain.

"I don't know, how do you plan to cooperate when the steward calls me here?" Zhao Zhuo asked somewhat cautiously.

"Lingbao Pavilion has clear regulations on cooperation with outsiders. I can give you the status of junior guest of Lingbao Pavilion. In the future, every time you sell magic weapons in Lingbao Pavilion, you can get some Lingbao Pavilion points, and the points can be exchanged for Lingbao Pavilion

Services, such as asylum, flying boat certificates, and even Foundation Establishment Pills." Zhou Qingning said businesslikely, his eyes without any emotion, like a bottomless pool.

There are two ways to leave the Yunlan Mountains. The first is to cross the entire Yunlan Mountains, and the second is to take a spiritual pattern flying boat. The only forces in the surrounding area that control the flying boat are Moyun Sect and Lingbao Pavilion.

The flying boat certificate is the qualification to ride the flying boat, and the price is 1,500 spirit stones.

"I wonder what the price of Lingbao Pavilion's recycling of low-grade magic weapons is...?"

Zhao Zhuo did not lose his cool because of Zhou Qingning's words. No matter how tempting the pie is, it cannot compare with the benefits of falling into his hands.

"Sixteen spiritual stones, but there is a requirement that a junior guest guest must earn thirty points every month, otherwise a certain amount of points will be deducted until the guest guest status is completely lost." Zhou Qingning added.

"I agree to cooperate." Zhao Zhuo immediately made a judgment after hearing this. With his own level of weapon refining, there is no problem at all in thirty low-grade magic weapons per month. It doesn't matter which store he sells to.

Having to sell 30 low-grade magic weapons every month is more like a screening. It seems that the weapon refiners with extremely poor talent and the skill of weapon refining do not meet the requirements will gradually lose their status as guests of Lingbao Pavilion.

"Ding."

Zhou Qingning threw a metal token on the table between the two of them and said.

"This item needs to be identified with magic power. When selling magic items every month, you need to come to the third floor to trade with me. If you show the guest token, the guards on the second floor will not stop it."

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Zhuo took the token. It looked like it was made of metal and was black in color. On the front of the token was the word "Lingbao" and on the back was a pattern of three ingots superimposed.

After careful inspection, Zhao Zhuo found nothing unusual, so he slowly injected mana into the token. After a few seconds... he felt several words appear in front of his eyes.

[Identity: Junior Guest Minister]

【Points: 0】

"It's so magical." Zhao Zhuo said in his heart.

"Actually, you don't have to be so cautious. The purpose of Lingbao Pavilion for thousands of years is to make money with harmony and never do business that harms people's lives." Seeing Zhao Zhuo being so cautious, Zhou Qingning explained aloud.

"Master in charge, if there is nothing else, I will resign first?" Zhao Zhuo said tentatively.

"Okay."

Zhao Zhuo stood up, cupped his hands, turned around and left Box 3 quickly, as fast as Zhou Qingning was some kind of ferocious beast. He didn't relax completely until he completely left Lingbao Pavilion.

At about the same age, Zhou Qingning had successfully built the foundation, which made Zhao Zhuo feel a little frustrated. However, he also thought that Zhou Qingning might have maintained his youthful appearance because of some kind of elixir. When he thought about it, the frustration immediately disappeared.

Zhao Zhuo's footsteps became more and more brisk. Becoming a guest minister of Lingbao Pavilion represented another direction of development. If Moyun Sect could not get what he wanted, he could completely switch to Lingbao Pavilion and become a powerful force in several surrounding countries.

, Lingbao Pavilion must have health-preserving skills!

After returning home, Zhao Zhuo did not immediately take out the Qingxin Jade Pendant to advance. At this time, he was still in good condition, which made him more suitable to try to refine the weapon. After many attempts, he gradually found some tricks, and the speed of the weapon refinement increased slightly.<

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Ever since he traveled to this world, he has become the person he least wanted to be in his previous life. He began to get involved crazily, constantly squeezing all kinds of time in exchange for time to practice and refine weapons. At the beginning, he would feel that life was boring and tasteless, but

After a long time, I got used to this kind of life.

He never does things on a whim, but makes judgments after precise planning. Even though he really wants to upgrade the Qingxin Jade Pendant at this time, he also knows better that he should complete his daily weapon refining plan at this time.
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Of the remaining fifty spiritual stones, he used forty to buy spiritual ink. At this time, there were less than two days left before he could pay the rent again. He had to refine the materials into magic weapons as soon as possible and then sell them as

Spiritual stone.

In the ground fire room.

Zhao Zhuo's upper body was naked and he kept swinging the forging hammer.

The forty or fifty kilogram forging hammer seemed to have no weight in his hand. Each powerful blow would make the magic weapon straighter and sharper, and the uneven position of the blade would quickly disappear. Finally, he would sharpen it with a whetstone. That's all.

The refining is completed.

After cold quenching, Zhao Zhuo injected magic power, and the magic weapon flew up directly, like a swimming fish.

"Success."

Zhao Zhuo first sat down to recover his magic power, and then stood up soon after. He first poured the molten iron into the mold, then closed his eyes and concentrated his energy.

Not long after, he took a deep breath, picked up the magic pen and started drawing.

Five seconds later, the imperial animal spirit pattern will be completed!

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