Five days later, Wei Yan stopped in a city called Tokyo.

Tokyo City is extremely large, with all kinds of shops in the city, and this Tokyo City has a very obvious feature, which is that it is divided into two urban areas.

The shops in the East District are all chaotic shops, and the quality of the elixirs and magic tools in the shops is beyond words. The shops in the West District are all big shops, and the quality is absolutely undeniable.

There are basically monks in the entire Tokyo city, and there are very few mortals without any magical powers. Even if there are, they are mortal monks who have just entered the first level of the mortal stage.

Wei Yan naturally didn't know all this.

It happened that Wei Yan came first not the West District, but the East District.

Wei Yan walked on the street and looked at various shops. After a few moments, he ran forward.

There are shops on both sides of the street selling elixirs, magic weapons, and some pawn shops (using their own magic weapons as their targets), restaurants, and hotels!

In short, there are many shops on this street!

When Wei Yan came to a small shop where he repaired the damaged magic weapon array plate, he stopped.

This small shop looks ordinary from the outside, and nothing is too attractive, but Wei Yan can see the eye-catching signature from afar.

"Repair hall!"

A thin old man in the store was sitting on a chair drinking tea, muttering something.

With just one glance, the thin old man saw Wei Yan outside the store.

How could this thin old man let go of this business that was delivered to the door?

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to repair magic weapons, or do you want to buy some self-defense array flag magic plates?" The thin old man greeted him with a smile on his face.

"I'm just looking!" Wei Yan said this coldly.

As soon as he heard this, the thought in the skinny old man became even more firm: "Looking at the dress and expression of this man, he must be an unknown casual cultivator. I think he can kill him well today..."

Thinking of this, a grim smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and then said fluently: "This fellow Taoist is not a bragging person. Although our store is less than the top ten in Tokyo, it is still more than enough for the eleventh place. No matter what kind of magic flag array plate, flying sword, and various rare unpopular magic weapons, of course, the most famous one in our store is the imitation magic array flag..."

The thin old man said in a messy way, and he felt itchy when he heard it, as if his shop was unparalleled in the sky and unparalleled on the ground.

"You are serious?" Wei Yan deliberately made a surprised look.

"That's right. Our store is a time-honored brand for hundreds of years. There is no need to say that the reputation is in the entire Tokyo city. Come on, let's go in and talk." The thin old man said, then pulled Wei Yan's arm and ran into the store.

Although the cultivation level of this thin old man is only the third level of the mortal stage (spiritual intelligence stage), his sleekness and worldly style are obviously much stronger than Wei Yan.

When he arrived at this small shop, Wei Yan looked at everything in the shop at a glance.

This shop is only as big as a dozen square meters in total. Although there are some low-level magic weapons, magic plates and magic flags hanging on the walls, there seems to be no too high-level magic weapons.

Wei Yan showed disappointment by simply sweeping his spiritual sense.

"Fellow Taoist, these magic weapons are only prepared for those cultivators in the mortal stage. Although I can't see the cultivation level of the fellow Taoist, from this spiritual energy, I must at least be a cultivator in the elixir stage. This little old man is still sure. Please, fellow Taoist." The thin old man blinked his eyes and said to Wei Yan.

"What, is there any store-keeping treasure for your store?" Wei Yan's eyes flashed, and then he stared at the thin old man and asked.

"Oh, the treasure of the store is not considered a treasure. It is just a few imitation magic array flags. However, the power of this magic array flag is very extraordinary. Most monks in the Dan-King stage will prepare several sets for themselves. After all, this magic array flag is at a critical moment, but it can help life." The thin old man said in a different way.

But who is Wei Yan? How could he not know what this thin old man thinks!

Wei Yan followed the thin old man to a small corner. The thin old man pressed some mechanism, and suddenly several complete sets of magical formation flags appeared alive in the air.

"Fellow Taoist, look at them. These sets of magical formation flags are the best sales place in our store every year, and many monks come here to see them. Fellow Taoist came. It happened that the store was on sale. Usually, it took at least five hundred lower-level spirit stones. Now it only takes three hundred lower-level spirit stones to take them as if they were already available. Fellow Taoist, see which set you like? This is rare for pie to fall from the sky. "The thin old man calmly pulled up the customer in front of him who looked a little dull.

The thin old man is now 70% sure. It seems that the green fragrance was not in vain this morning.

The thin old man became happier the more he thought about it, but what Wei Yan said next made him stunned.

"Isn't your store called Xiubutang? Why does your introduction sound a bit inconsistent with this sign?" Wei Yan said, still maintaining the expression of a countryman entering the city.

"Oh, fellow Taoist I don't know anything. Although this store is called Xiupu Hall, it also sells various magic circle flag plates, which is called humanized service. Oh, fellow Taoist, are you trying to repair some damaged magic weapons?" At the end of this, the thin old man reluctantly threw out the last sentence.

The thin old man knew very well that if he sold some magic array flag plates, he could still get some benefits from it, but if he repaired the damaged magic array plate, he would not be able to touch any of the benefits.

"That's right, I just want to see if the remains of the magic flag can be repaired?" Wei Yan said politely, of course his expression was the same as before, a poor boy in the countryside looked like he had never seen the world.

"That's it, that fellow Taoist waited for a moment!" The attitude of saying this was obviously a little different from what it was just now. This sudden change greatly reduced Wei Yan's impression of this thin old man again.

The thin old man took out a bell from his waist, then shook it gently for a few times, then flashed and ran towards the chair.

"Fellow Taoist please wait a moment, and the repairman will come soon!" The thin old man looked coldly and then turned his eyes outside the door, ignoring Wei Yan in the store.

He didn't even give him a cup of tea.
Chapter completed!