The things Mo Lanyun took out cannot be said to be bad, and it can even be said to be very good, but compared to her strength and identity, it is much inferior.

Fang Lie couldn't help but frown and said, "Junior sister, with your strength, you shouldn't be just this little thing, right?

You should know that Mo Lanyun is in her period of growth and is often arranged to explore special caves and blessed places, or fight with powerful monsters, or find treasures in heaven and earth. With the foundation and intelligence capabilities of the Mo Sect, her gains are definitely not just that. It is almost ten times more than this or a hundred times.

Mo Lanyun immediately smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing I can do. You know, my magic power melting ability is too strong. Almost the monsters that die under my palm will turn into clear water and nothing will be left. So without the materials on the monsters, I can only find some ore and spiritual herbs in their nests. But ore, the lifeblood of our Momen, has been taken away by my father. Even better spiritual herbs are not my share. I only have this little thing in my hand."

Mo Lanyun felt a little aggrieved, but Fang Lie understood that this was definitely true. After all, she had occupied too many resources in her family. If all the gains were left behind by herself, I am afraid that the elders of the Mo family would have any objections.

What's more, her Guanyin water spiritual root is really a bit of a waste. No matter what it hits, it can be turned into clear water with rich spiritual energy.

And these clear waters will be absorbed by Mo Lanyun and turned into the purest magic power. The reason why her cultivation speed is so perverted is also closely related to this terrifying spiritual root.

Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. Although this spiritual root has accelerated her cultivation speed, it also makes her always gain nothing during the battle. No matter how valuable a monster is, as long as she is slapped to death by her, even if it is completely finished, it will ensure that there is no material left.

Hearing Mo Lanyun's complaint, Fang Lie and Huo Yun Zhenren both smiled bitterly, and for the first time, they relieved their envy of her perverted spiritual roots.

True Man Huoyun was very fragile and counted these spiritual herbs and gave them prices one by one.

The grades of these spiritual herbs are not high or low, and they can only clearly mark prices at the exhibition, but they are not qualified to participate in the auction.

Mo Lanyun just wanted to sell some pocket money, and it didn't matter how much she sold. She took a casual look and felt that the numbers were almost the same, so she nodded and agreed.

True Man Huoyun then put away all the jade boxes, then smiled at the other party and said, "I know your reputation. If you have so few things, you really look down on us."

"Hehe" Fang Lie smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely take out the good things, just worrying whether your booth is enough."

"Ouch" Huo Yun Zhenren said with a funny look: "Although our Penglai Sword Sect is not as rich as the Momen, it is not as good as that of the booth, but you can't build a booth, just take it out."

"Okay" Fang Lie then laughed and handed it to Master Huo Yun and two Sumeru bags.

He reached out to take the Sumeru bag handed over by Fang Lie. Master Huo Yun casually swept it with his spiritual sense. In an instant, his face changed. He hurriedly swept it again, and then he said with a laugh and cry: "No wonder Mr. Fang is so confident. You actually have thousands of items that can be held at the exhibition. Be good, how many people have you robbed?"

Hearing his words, Mo Lanyun also took a breath and couldn't help but say in shock: "God, senior brother is so awesome."

You should know that in the past, the Penglai Sword Sect collected treasures from various aristocratic sects, and the items that could be clearly marked at the exhibition were only 10,000 or 20,000 items.

But this time, Fang Lie brought over three thousand items. In addition to more than 100 sixth-level magic weapons, there are also a large number of sixth-level materials, as well as talismans and spiritual pills.

If all these things were sold, Fang Lie would probably receive hundreds of thousands or even millions of small spirit beads, which would be comparable to all the assets of a small and medium-sized sect. No wonder they were so shocked.

Fang Lie smiled and said, "It's not me that's awesome, but the cannibal monk. That guy's savings for thousands of years are extraordinary, almost all of them are here."

"So that's it." Master Huo Yun enviously said: "It's amazing. Only Young Master Fang dares to attack him. If it were others, they would not dare to move, even if it was us, they would throw themselves into trouble and let him harm him here for thousands of years."

The backstage behind the cannibal monk is so powerful. He is a half-immortal. Except for Fang Lie, a guy who is not afraid of death, who dares to provoke him?

Fang Lie smiled but said nothing, but his complacent expression was beyond words.

Seeing this, Master Huo Yun shook his head with a bitter smile, but there was nothing to say, because this was Fang Lie's ability after all, and he could not develop jealousy.

Then, Master Huoyun began to carefully calculate the value of these items. After a while, he smiled bitterly: "All of them have been estimated. I will place a order for you. By the way, why do you have to divide it into two groups and use two Sumeru bags? Can't you combine some of the same things? This is a bit troublesome.

"That's right," Fang Lie hurriedly explained: "The reason I used two Sumeru bags is because they have different belongings. One of them is mine and the other is Qilong Real People. Please trouble me."

"Ah, that's it, I understand." True Man Huo Yun nodded, and then began to record information in the jade slip.

It took almost a quarter of an hour before he had finished recording the two Sumeru bags. While handing the two jade slips to Fang Lie, he smiled and said, "Young Master Fang is really generous. He can even sell the magic weapon at the peak of the sixth level. Even if I get such a thing, I will definitely keep it. Even if I can't use it, I can give it to the younger generation."

Fang Lie took the jade slip, then smiled slightly, and said, "These are all garbage goods without potential. If it were real fake spiritual treasures, I would not only not sell them, but also keep them. By the way, the fake spiritual treasures will definitely appear at this Haitian Feast, right? I really want to make some."

The so-called pseudo-spirit treasure refers to the sixth-level peak state magic weapon made of materials above seventh level.

In fact, generally speaking, no matter how advanced the materials are used to create, the highest magic weapon that appears is level six. Unless you use super materials that are already spiritual, you can directly create level seven or above magic weapon.

Among the sixth-level magic weapons, those treasures made of materials above the seventh level have the potential to advance to the seventh level magic weapons. The treasures that are cultivated to the peak of the sixth level and can further advance to the seventh level are called pseudo-spirit treasures.

Under normal circumstances, one of the ten fake spiritual treasures can be upgraded to level 7.

However, without the magic weapon of level seven or above, basically one piece can be upgraded to level seven. Even if you barely advance, there is no possibility of going further.

It is precisely because of this that materials above the seventh level become so valuable, even no less than the sixth level seventh level magic weapon.

Although Fang Lie seized many sixth-level magic weapons from the hentai monk, they could be called pseudo-spiritual weapons. There was only one bronze ancient mirror, but it was given to Mr. Suan Mei. The remaining sixth-level magic weapons were either not standard enough, no materials of level seven or above, or the grade was not enough, and they had not been warmed to the level of the sixth-level top-grade level by magic power. All of them were not qualified to be called pseudo-spiritual weapons.

Fang Lie now has tens of thousands of wonderful enlightenment Bodhi fruits in his hand, each of which can be ⊥The top-grade magic weapon of the sixth level is spiritual and achieves the seventh level magic weapon.

In this case, Fang Lie naturally had great desire for pseudo-spiritual weapons.

But unfortunately, although the pseudo-spirited weapon has only one-tenth chance of upgrading to level 7, it is not too small to say anything, so under normal circumstances, almost no one is willing to sell it.

Even if Fang Lie used the spiritual pill to offer a reward, he still didn't get a single one.

But the Haitian Festival of Penglai Sword Sect is definitely different. They even sell eighth-level magic weapons, and they should definitely have some pseudo-spirited weapons.

Sure enough, Huoyun Zhenren smiled and said, "Although fake spiritual weapons are very rare, there will still be a few items at our sea and sky banquet. Generally speaking, fake spiritual weapons are qualified to enter the auction, but they will occasionally appear at exhibitions or gambling meetings. At that time, Fang Shao will buy them in person. With the continued financial resources of these things in your hands, you can probably be the king at the auction."

"Haha" Fang Lie laughed and said, "I don't lack anything else, even Penglai Immortal Liquid. Now the only thing that can attract me is the eighth-level magic weapon. Can you tell me what the eighth-level magic weapon is this time? And what are your mysterious treasures?"

"I definitely can't tell the news about the mysterious treasure. In fact, I don't have the right to know. It will only be revealed at the last moment." Huo Yun Zhenren smiled and said, "But I can reveal one or two of the final eighth-level magic weapon. At this moment, we have put in a lot of effort and mobilized a broken sect to make them agree to sell the eighth-level top-grade magic weapon, Xuanwu Seal."

"It turned out to be an eighth-level top-grade magic weapon?" Fang Lie took a breath of air and said excitedly: "Good thing, good thing, I wonder what the lowest price is?"

"Not too much, it's only 700,000 small spirit beads," said Huo Yun Zhenren with a little smug look.

"Is it just a 700,000 Little Spirit Pearl?" Fang Lie then smiled bitterly and said, "Although I feel that I am already making money, why do I feel that I still want to be very poor and poor now?"
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