Without thinking, the monk in blue held out three fingers and said, "How?"
Han Bin didn't know what these three fingers meant, so he shook his head and said, "No."
The blue-clothed monk's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fifty low-level spiritual stones, it's no longer possible." Fifty low-level spiritual stones, that's the price of an ordinary magic weapon. He can come up with so many spiritual stones.
Shi, obviously very sincere.
Hearing this, Han Bin was slightly startled. He originally thought that the other party would only give three spirit stones, but he was mistaken. However, Han Bin still did not expect that the other party could offer so much money. This shows that this mutation
The fireball talisman was indeed very valuable. Han Bin did not have time to discuss it with the other party. He took out a talisman from his storage bag and handed it to the other party: "This is the fireball talisman. Do you want to appraise it?"
The monk in blue smiled bitterly. There was no way to identify this thing at all, unless it was activated by spiritual power. In that case, dozens of spiritual stones would be gone. As an appraiser, he had considerable research on talismans. The reason why talismans can be formed is that
There is a shrinking formation. If the formation cannot be activated, the spell cannot be formed.
After receiving the fireball talisman given by Han Bin, the monk in blue scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that it contained huge spiritual power, and he felt relieved. He did not take the spiritual stone, but asked:
"Fellow Taoist, do you still have such a charm?" The more of this kind of charm, the less! Although the price he gave Han Bin was not very high, if he resold it in the store, he could at least sell it for
Hundreds of spiritual stones.
Han Bin shook his head and said, "I got the talisman accidentally. There are only two of them."
The monk in blue didn't believe this. Since the other party was unwilling to sell, he didn't say much. He took out fifty spiritual stones from his storage bag and handed them to Han Bin, saying: "If fellow Taoist is short of money in the future, you can come here again."
He was a smart man and did not speak so directly, but he believed that Han Bin would understand.
Han Bin nodded noncommittally and said, "Do you have a soul-nurturing baby in your palace?"
The monk in blue thought for a moment and said slowly: "Fellow Taoist, things that nourish souls are really rare. They are either powerful magic weapons or strange plants growing in the world." He did not ask Han Bin why he wanted these things.
, having been an appraiser for these years, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.
Han Bin was overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist, which plants growing in heaven and earth can nourish the soul?" He did not ask about magic weapons. Even if such treasures were available in the store, he could not afford them. Even if he asked about those plants
The monk has it in his hand, but he can't get it either. Unless he comes up with a large number of spiritual stones, the other party won't sell it.
The monk in blue wanted Han Bin to continue selling fireball talismans here. He did not hide anything and said: "There are three kinds of plants that nourish souls. One is the soul-nurturing tree, the other is the soul-nurturing grass, and the third is the soul-nurturing flower."
Having said this, he paused, and seeing Han Bin's expectant look, he continued: "Of these three plants, the first two are almost impossible to obtain, but I have heard of the latter. It is said that there is a great Taoist cultivator in the State of Zhao.
There is it in the aristocratic family.”
Han Bin felt happy in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change and said: "A monastic family?"
The monk in blue nodded and said: "Yes, if I remember correctly, Nalan's family in Zhao State has a piece of soul-nurturing wood. I don't know if it has been sold."
After Han Bin asked about the news, he left the second floor, replaced all fifty spiritual stones with Bigu Pills, and turned around to leave.
When leaving, the waiter who received Han Bin had a look of surprise on his face and muttered: "There are many monks who come to buy Bigu Pills on weekdays. This is the first time I have seen so many at one time." Could he not be surprised?
?A bottle of Bigu Pill contains twelve elixirs, which is enough for a monk to practice for one year. Han Bin bought fifty bottles at once. Doesn’t it mean that he has to practice in seclusion for fifty years?
Not long after Han Bin left, a young man wearing gray robes walked into the second floor of Jubao Pavilion. The young man's cultivation was similar to that of the monk in blue, and he was also at 90% Qi training period. He walked up to the monk in blue in a few steps.
Said: "Brother, why did you call me here? Is there something you want me to do?"
The monk in blue explained the deal he had just made with Han Bin, and then said solemnly: "Sun Yu, that boy's spell is very special. He must have more than one in his hand. Follow him, and then..." He did not finish the rest of the sentence.
, and made a gesture of killing and seizing goods.
Sun Yu was stunned and said: "Brother, if you kill him, won't this kind of talisman be lost?" At this point, he suddenly remembered something, shook his head and said: "I'll go to you, if it's really as you imagined.
In that case, if he took out several fireball charms at once, wouldn't I fall into his hands?"
The blue-clothed monk sneered and said: "What are you afraid of? The dazzling shield that master gave you! That thing can withstand a full blow from the foundation-building monk. No matter how strong that kid is, he can't break your defense!"
Sun Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "I can go, but I have to pay some travel expenses!" He looked at the monk in blue and smiled.
The monk in blue glared at him, took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag, and said, "There are three Gong Ji pills here, plus the ones I gave you earlier, it's enough for you Gong Ji."
Sun Yu was not polite. He took the white jade medicine bottle that was thrown at him and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely take care of it. Senior brother, just wait for my good news!" His figure flashed and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the room.
Inside.
The monk in blue shook his head for a while and said to himself: "This guy just loves to show off and doesn't want to go any further."
After Han Bin left Jubao Pavilion, he did not return to the inn. After buying a map of the mainland, he left Tianlang City. After leaving the city, Han Bin took out his flying sword and quickly flew to the northwest, following the map.
In the direction described above, Nalan's family was right there. On the way, Han Bin kept emitting his spiritual consciousness, and first made a deal in the Jubao Pavilion. He was worried that the other party might come to kill him.
An hour later, Han Bin landed in a deserted forest and said to him: "Come out! I know you are behind me."
In the woods, a white light flashed, and Sun Yu walked out. His face was full of surprise and he said, "How did you know I was behind you?" After saying that, he realized that he had been deceived.
Sun Yu's aura was hidden very well, and Han Bin didn't notice it. But he knew that if someone was really following him, he would definitely do it here. Han Bin said that just now, just to bluff him, but he didn't expect that he actually bluffed someone out. See
As Sun Yu walked over, a murderous intent flashed in Han Bin's eyes. His consciousness moved, and the flying sword suspended in front of him emitted a cold light.
Sun Yu did not take action. He walked up to Han Bin with a smile, glanced at the flying sword in front of Han Bin indifferently, and said: "You want to kill me with your little cultivation?"
Han Bin was too lazy to talk nonsense. He pinched the spell in his hand and the flying sword turned into a stream of light and went straight towards the opponent.
Sun Yu smiled disdainfully and patted the storage bag on his waist. Eighteen blood-red flying needles floated in front of him. Then he fired a spell, and with a whooshing sound, the flying needles went straight to Han Bin. One of the flying needles hit
When he reached the flying sword, he heard a clang, the flying sword was bounced away, and the remaining nine flying needles also came to Han Bin at this time.
Han Bin frowned, and suddenly waved his sleeves at the flying needle. The strong wind roared out, and the flying needle was immediately blown back.
Seeing the flying needle being blown back, Sun Yu's heart skipped a beat. The opponent was clearly only at the fifth level of Qi training, so how could he block his magic weapon? Sun Yu hesitated for a moment, then quickly pinched the magic weapon in his hand.
Hitting those flying needles, the blood-red flying needles immediately emitted a dazzling red light, which was dazzling and shocking.
Then, Sun Yu muttered something in his mouth and shouted: "Flying needles form a line." All the flying needles came to him in an instant, circled around, formed a blood-red straight line, and headed straight for Han Bin.
go.
Han Bin frowned and snorted coldly, "Looking for death." He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Sun Yu.
Sun Yu's face was full of smiles. This flying needle into a thread is his most powerful spell. Even if he encounters a monk in the early stage of foundation building, he can still fight it. He doesn't think Han Bin can stop it. Seeing Han Bin lift up
With his right hand, the smile at the corner of his mouth became even wider, and he sarcastically said in his heart: "Boy, these are not ordinary magic weapons. No matter how powerful your wind technique is, you can't even think of blowing them away." Just when he thought of this, he saw Han Bin pointing.
The tip emits a white light. The speed of the white light is amazing, and the flying needle is installed in the blink of an eye.
The flying needle at the front was immediately knocked aside. As the white light flew in, a jingling sound was heard continuously, and all the flying needles were shot away in one breath.
Sun Yu's face changed drastically, and he kept stroking the spells. The flying needles seemed to have lost their spirituality and did not obey his control at all. Cold sweat broke out on his face, and his heart dripped with blood as he said: "What kind of spell is this? Why does it have such a powerful attack?"
Power." Before the white light came to him, he sensed the terrifying power contained in it. What was even more surprising was that he sensed the throbbing from the soul from the white light. It can be seen that this spell not only has powerful attack power
, and can even seriously injure the soul.
The more Sun Yu thought about it, the more horrified he felt. He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a white shield, and held it in front of him.
The white light fell on the shield, and there was only a clanging sound. The white light disappeared, the shield trembled violently, and cracks appeared quickly.
Seeing the shield cracked, Sun Yu's face was bloodless. This shield was his biggest support, but it was broken like this. Seeing Han Bin raise his right hand again, Sun Yu had no idea of fighting anymore and hurriedly said
: "Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, please listen to me." He suddenly felt that coming to kill the opponent was the biggest mistake.
Han Bin ignored the other party's words. Cultivation is dangerous and no one can believe it, especially those who want to kill him. His eyes focused, and his spiritual power finger was released again, and he arrived in front of Sun Yu as fast as lightning.
Yu knew he couldn't withstand this attack, so his face suddenly became ferocious. He took out a silver-white talisman from his storage bag, threw it at Han Bin, and said ferociously: "Since you want to kill me, then let's do it together
Die!"
The next moment, white light passed through Sun Yu's body. His body trembled and he fell to the ground without any breath.
The talisman came to Han Bin in the blink of an eye and turned into a thunder ball the size of a fist, with lightning flashing and making a crackling sound.
Han Bin's figure flashed and appeared ten feet away. He raised his hand and directed a fireball at the thunderball. The yellow fireball collided with the thunderball. With a bang, the fireball dissipated. The thunder and lightning on the thunderball only weakened slightly.
, attacked Han Bin again. Han Bin frowned, and then showed a look of surprise, "This is not a spell, but a talisman. Otherwise, it is impossible to continue attacking after the master dies."