The middle-aged uncle looked like a homeless man picking up garbage on the roadside.

He was holding a ragged snakeskin bag in his hand, and his eyes were glancing around when he walked, which was very vulgar.

When he saw him approaching sneakily, many people on the platform walked away a little.

Momo sat there and looked even more eye-catching.

The uncle pressed the brim of the hat down, and sat next to Momo with a snakeskin bag, lowered his voice and said, "Cultivating immortals and asking, "Immortals, I have endless magic power."

Ji Mo raised his eyelids and looked at him with no expression.

The uncle was obviously stunned and muttered, "Huh, isn't it?"

Ji Mo couldn't bear to look at him in a stupid way, so he turned his face over and said, "The ice cream cones are all delicious."

The code has met.

The uncle's eyes lit up and he slapped his thighs, "You are crying in the Storm."

"The Wanderer's Song?"

"Yes, yes, it's me." The uncle took out a black phone from his broken pocket, opened the software and clicked on it, and pushed the screen.

List of private messages for the Cultivator Taoist Forum:

The message of the Wanderer's Song and the Storm Crying Dialogue appears in front of Ji Mo.

Ji Mo will follow the small forum now if he has nothing to do.

At that time, she saw the Wanderer's Song send a message on the forum: There is a golden bowl at home, and it suddenly shines last night. Is there any expert who shows you what's going on?

The little girl immediately followed this person and sent a private message: Is it selling?

At first, The Wanderer Song thought that the storm was joking with him.

As a result, I received several messages similar to Storm Crying, asking him if he had any intention to sell.

The Wanderer's Song suspected that the golden bowl of his own is likely to have changed.

He was not stupid either, so he sent a private message asking for advice on how Storm Crying was.

Feng Feng Crying was so frank that he told himself that his golden bowl might have absorbed a trace of heaven and earth's vitality by chance, so he was promoted to a first-grade spiritual treasure.

The two made an appointment to meet at the time and place. The Wanderer's Song wanted to cry in person with a few questions.

The little girl glanced at him and said, "One hundred thousand, you will definitely not lose if you sell this first-level spiritual treasure to me."

The Wanderer's Song is a honest person. When he thought of those private messages sent by others, the offer price was about 50,000 yuan.

So he nodded, "Storm cried, you, just help me relieve some doubts in my heart. I can sell it to you for 50,000 yuan."

Half the cheaper one? The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, but her face was still holding, "You ask."

"Storm Crying, is the small forum we added really a forum for cultivating immortals and asking questions?"

"You already have the answer in your mind, right?"

"Then what golden bowl of my house?"

"It is indeed a bit of heaven and earth's vitality that has changed. However, even if you carry a trace of heaven and earth's vitality, it is not as good as a weapon like a sword, spear and crossbow. So it is basically useless, and the price cannot be very high."

Ji Mo said the truth and never thought of cheating outsiders.

Although she loves money, she has always been well-known and does not want to cheat people.

"This golden bowl can only be used as a casting material at most. Collect multiple first-level spiritual treasures as materials. In the future, you can find a casting master to create a useful second-level or third-level spiritual treasure."

The Wanderer's Song was a little confused, and he nodded, "So much, thank you for telling me so much."
Chapter completed!