Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the old man in Jinyi coldly, with no expression on his face, but in his heart he was very disgusted with the old man's pursuit of the truth.
The Integrity Pavilion only needs to refine it for itself, why is it necessary to ask about such irrelevant things?! This material belongs to him, not to the Integrity Pavilion.
"No." Yuwen Zhouyuan said indifferently.
The old man in Jinyi was greatly disappointed and scratched his messy hair. This was not easy to deal with. The prices of spiritual weapons with added spells and those without magic were completely different. It was difficult for him to compare the prices of these two spiritual weapons.
High estimate.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the old man in Jinyi and asked: "Tell me, how many spiritual stones are needed to refine these two spiritual weapons? If it's cost-effective, just refine it. If it's too high, I'll go to another refinery."
The old man in iron clothes pinched his beard and inadvertently looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's dress. He quickly considered how to offer a price.
Although this kid looks poor in his clothes, I'm afraid he's probably just pretending to do it. Seeing that he has two pieces of Iron Winged Flying Snake King's materials in his hand, and they're also packed in storage bags. He's not someone from a big family coming out to make a living.
The younger generation of monks are casual cultivators with good backgrounds, and they definitely have money in their pockets.
Only when the materials for refining are higher-grade and the commission for refining the weapons is higher, it is logical that the rewards for refining the weapons will be higher.
The old man in iron clothes thought for a while, shook his head and reported his price: "Well, this is the second-level monster king. The strength is equivalent to the third-level monsters. The materials obtained from them are used to refine the spiritual weapons.
They are all high-level spiritual weapons. The price of high-level spiritual weapons in Mainland China is at least 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones. And the spiritual weapons made from these two materials are extraordinary. This iron wing, flying snake wing, etc.
It’s also worth 4,000 spiritual stones. The Iron Winged Flying Snake Sting is cheaper and costs 2,000 yuan. However, because you provide the raw materials yourself, our workshop only helps you refine it. As usual, we only take 40% of the refining commission. Two
Add up the pieces, and you get a total of 2,400 low-grade spiritual stones."
The old man in iron clothes stared nervously at Yuwen Zhouyuan again. The price he offered was a bit high. If the deal can be concluded, he can get half of the commission, which is about one hundred and twenty low-grade spiritual stones. This is a lot of money.
Money, he may not be able to earn it even if he works for several months.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had his own considerations. If he sold the more than ten spiritual weapons he picked up at Hantan in Leigutai, he would have almost thousands of spiritual stones.
What Yuwen Zhouyuan cares about most is to get this life-saving flying spiritual weapon as soon as possible. This is more important than anything else, rather than just talking about it for a long time for a price.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly: "I want to get the things as soon as possible. When can you refine these two spiritual weapons?"
The old man in Jinyi was overjoyed when he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan agreed to the price.
He hurriedly said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "The more than ten weapon refiners in the Honesty Refining Workshop are all from the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. They can only refine materials from the five elements. No one can refine these wings and fangs.
This wing is made of wind element material, and it is extremely difficult to refine. Only a wind element refiner at the Zhenyuan stage or above can refine this rare winged spiritual weapon. There are very few wind element refiners.
.In the entire monk city, there is no weapon refining workshop with wind-type weapon refiners."
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but be startled after hearing this, and suddenly said angrily: "After talking for so long, none of you can refine the materials, so why are you talking about this?" He picked up a pair of wings and a pair of fangs on the table, and then
To leave.
The old man in Jinyi hurriedly said: "Hey, little brother, don't leave in a hurry, I haven't finished speaking yet! Although there is no one in our Honest Weapon Refining Workshop who can refine it, there is a real person named Meng in our workshop.
Yuan Qi Weapon Refining Master, he is very familiar with several disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect, and he can ask the Weapon Refining Sect's Weapon Refining Masters to do the refining for him. Everyone in the Weapon Refining Sect has studied the partial weapon refining method and is good at refining.
There must be wind-type weapon refiners for all kinds of special materials. If they are used, the possibility of successful refining will be greatly increased. I will find Master Meng right now, please wait a moment!"
Yu Wen Zhouyuan stopped immediately, his face looked a little better, he nodded, and finally left without raising his feet.
The old man in Jinyi quickly took out a small golden telegraph talisman from his arms, said a few words to the talisman paper, and then threw it into the air.
The transmission notes were very flexible, bursting out with a burst of bright golden light, and flew away.
After a while, a monk in green clothes walked up to the second floor and entered the compartment where Yuwen Zhouyuan and the old man in Jinyi were sitting with his hands behind his hands.
This monk was the monk surnamed Meng that the old man in Jinyi mentioned, a late-stage Zhenyuan weapon refiner. This monk surnamed Meng was nearly middle-aged, with a slender figure and a complexion like Sanqiu Guyue. He glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan indifferently.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes suddenly shrank and he took a step back slightly. This was the first time that he stood so close to a late-stage True Yuan cultivator.
The moment the monk surnamed Meng entered the room, he was hit by a huge surge of spiritual pressure that almost made him breathless.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not dare to use his spiritual eye technique to investigate the cultivation level of this True Yuan Stage monk, so he could only quietly release his true power to support himself and not be crushed by this spiritual pressure.
When the old man in Jinyi saw the monk surnamed Meng, his expression immediately became respectful and he said, "Master Meng." He bowed, almost bending his entire waist.
Although the old man is also a "master" of appraisal, he probably can't even fart in front of this Zhenyuan period weapon refiner.
The monk surnamed Meng hummed and said in a neutral tone: "Is there any material that I can ask fellow Taoists from the Weapon Refining Sect to help me with?"
The old man in Jinyi quickly talked about the pair of wings and fangs on the table.
The monk surnamed Meng glanced at the Iron Winged Flying Snake King Chi Qingyi and the Iron Winged Flying Snake King Ya on the table, and was finally a little surprised.
His eyes flashed, he didn't say anything or expressed anything, and just left the cubicle with his hands behind his hands.
The old man in Jinyi also hurriedly followed out of the cubicle.
Only Yuwen Zhouyuan was left in the compartment, and the spiritual pressure disappeared, and Yuwen Zhouyuan could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.
The monk surnamed Meng came out of the cubicle and said quietly, as if he was asking an insignificant question to the air: "Have you ever asked him what spells this mutated second-order iron-winged flying snake king knows?"
The old man in Jinyi quickly apologized and said: "Master Meng, I asked you about it, and he said that the iron-winged flying snake king doesn't know magic. He is a young boy. I offered 2,400 spiritual stones, but he didn't counter-offer.
.This business is profitable. If the master can ask the Weapon Refining Sect to refine these two spiritual weapons, our Integrity Pavilion will receive more than 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones in one go."
The monk surnamed Meng snorted softly and said: "The second-level monster king is equal to the third-level monster, but the mutant monster needs to increase one level on this basis. Those two blood-sucking fangs are waste and of no use. But that
Wings are a good thing for monks in the Zhenqi stage. If it is a monster with magic, it will be useful to people in the Zhenyuan stage or even the real person stage. It is a pity that it is a monster without magic. But if
The fourth-level flying monster has magic, so how can it be captured and killed by the monks in the Zhenqi stage? Your price is too low, so increase it to 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
The old man in Jinyi was dumbfounded.
The monk surnamed Meng was a wood-type weapon refiner and had no interest in the materials on these monster beasts. After explaining something to the old man in Jinyi, he left quickly.
"This is the mutant monster king, equivalent to a fourth-level monster?"
The old man in Jinyi murmured, not yet recovering from the shock.
He returned to the cubicle and smiled at Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Master Meng said, it's okay to ask the weapon refiners of the Refining Sect to make it. It's just that the cost is more expensive than the price of ordinary high-level spiritual weapons.
Double that, which is five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. I wonder if I can afford it?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face suddenly sank. The monk surnamed Meng came over, and the price more than doubled in the blink of an eye. There was no such increase in the price!
The old man saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to be angry and wanted to leave, so he smiled calmly and said: "Except for the one who has a way in Chengxin Pavilion, no one else can refine these wings. Besides, even if you really find a way, the price will definitely be
Just like my Chengxin Pavilion, it will never be less than five thousand."
Yuwen Zhouyuan was silent for a while and said: "I just want to know how long it will take to refine these two spiritual weapons?"
The old man in Jinyi was quite proud and said: "I have a rare bird in Chengxin Pavilion - the three-eyed eagle. It can fly directly to the Refining Sect. It only takes half a day to go back and forth. The refining process only takes about three days. Within four days.
, I will definitely be able to put the spiritual weapon into your hands."
"Okay! I've made this deal, but I don't have that many spiritual stones. Will you recycle the spiritual weapons?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"Come on, the prices for the spiritual weapons we recycle are fair and we will never deliberately lower the prices! I wonder what spiritual weapons you want to sell?" said the old man in Jinyi.
"That's it!" As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, he took out a small bag from his storage bag and threw it to the old man in brocade clothes.
"So many! Low-grade spiritual knives, medium-grade bracelets... I have to find a special appraiser to estimate the price of these things for you!" After seeing these spiritual weapons, the good old man in Jinyi couldn't help but gasp. He could tell.
The auras on these auras are still very obvious, and it seems that their owners have just passed away!
Could it be that these spiritual weapons were obtained by this kid who killed people and took treasures? If that was the case, this kid's strength...! He didn't dare to think about it anymore!
"Okay! Just hurry up!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.
"Yes, yes!" As he spoke, the old man in golden clothes took out a transmission talisman, said a few words and then raised his hand and let it go.
After a while, a monk walked in. That man was also a True Yuan Stage monk, but he was at the early stage of the True Yuan Stage.
"Master Zhou, there are some spiritual weapons here that need to be appraised. Please take a look at them." The old man in golden clothes said to the monk.
"Okay! There are quite a lot of things. Hey, there are also spiritual weapons used by monks in the Zhenyuan period, but they are of a lower grade!" As he spoke, he glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, with some disbelief in his eyes.
The thing belongs to a seventh-level zhenqi monk.
"This spiritual knife is worth 800 low-grade spiritual stones, the bracelet is worth 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and the fairy rope is worth 1,800 low-grade spiritual stones... In total, these should be 17,000 low-grade spiritual stones!" said the monk surnamed Zhou.
.
"Exchange me for 16,000 low-grade spiritual stones. The remaining one thousand spiritual stones will be used as a deposit. When I come to pick up the spiritual weapon in four days, I will give you the remaining four thousand spiritual stones!" Yuwen Zhouyuan Xiang