The zombie spirit pierced the chest of Jin Dao, who was stunned for a moment when he saw Guo Lin, and rushed towards the others of the Liuyun Sect. The killing continued, and Guo Lin walked to the dying Jin Dao Hall Master and revealed his body.
The man opened a pair of resentful eyes and was speechless. He held the golden sword in his right hand and raised it tremblingly towards Guo Lin.
Even if he dies, he must be buried with the young man with the annoying smile in front of him. He lifted it into the air but failed to fall down, and the weapon came out of his hand. A gurgling sound came from his throat, which was caused by the blood that kept pouring out.
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"It seems very painful." Guo Lin picked up the golden knife on the ground with a smile. It wasn't until the latter breathed his last breath in despair that he used the magic scroll to leave the Carrion Canyon. He killed a big fish and the rest of the Liuyun Sect.
Guo Lin didn't care whether the minions lived or died. What he needed to do now was to go to the underground black market mentioned by Yu Fengzi to find materials for making the Fire Cloud Knife.
Following Yu Fengzi's mark on the map, Guo Lin came to the center of the Zhendong Plain, a small and downtrodden place called Hongjiao Village. This was far from the so-called "underground black market" in Guo Lin's mind. Entering the village, Guo Lin first
I went to the grocery store and bought a black hat and put it on my head. I also pulled the front edge of the hat to cover my face.
The world is dangerous, and after experiencing the incident of Sequoia’s revenge, Guo Lin’s awareness of self-protection became stronger. At the bumpy intersection in Hongjiao Village, big men with broad backs sometimes came and went. The village was small, and Guo Lin walked for half an hour.
I walked around the whole place and finally stopped in front of a not too shabby two-story house covering an area of several thousand square meters. On the door plaque with paint peeling off, I could still vaguely make out the words "Jubao Pavilion"
"Three words. After a slight hesitation, Guo Lin stepped in.
The light inside the house is dim and the air is turbid. There are at least twenty counters connected together on the first floor, forming a U-shape. The U-shaped gap is just opposite the main entrance where Guo Lin is. There are various items on the counters, including
The demon hunters brought monster leather, teeth, ores, and medicinal materials from the Demon Realm, as well as some shady things that the major forces urgently needed to sell. For example, the jewelry that the Golden Knife brought not long ago.
The room of several thousand square meters is quite spacious. There are all kinds of people inside, most of whom have their own power or background. There are often people gathered in a group, chatting from all over the world, touting their glorious deeds, and also talking about Xia Kingdom or
What happened on the plain east of the town. So this is a good place to find out the news.
The words of the big men gathered in a circle in the corner caught his attention. Pulling on his bamboo hat, Guo Lin moved towards the stall nearest the big men. Pretending to be a man, he grabbed a warm jade slip on the stall and looked at it carefully.
It sounded like.
"The Liuyun Sect has been having a hard time recently." The fat man's noise came from behind. Guo Lin smiled slightly and said to the old stall owner: "Uncle, how do you sell this thing?"
Immediately, a sharp voice took over the fat man's words and said, "Hey, I've heard about White Pig too. That pretty boy Liu Chao is dead. The old boy Liu Guang also broke an arm a few days ago."
The old stall owner didn't look outstanding and was skinny. He glanced lazily at Guo Lin, who was wearing a bamboo hat and speaking in an immature voice: "Little guy, this thing is expensive, you can't afford it."
The fat man said again: "It was done by a young man with the strength of a disciple."
"Are you kidding? How is that possible? Old pig, are you lying again?"
"I'm lying to you. I'm a pig. The story of the young man in black shirt rushing up to Liu Yun Mountain to kill the groom and steal the bride on Liu Chao's wedding day has spread throughout the Zhendong Plain. You don't know yet?" said the fat man with eyebrows called White Pig.
He raised his eyebrows, but lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Do you know what Jin Dao was selling here a few days ago?"
A big man beside him echoed: "Are you talking about that piece of jewelry? I saw it too, the quality is very high. It seems that the Liuyun Sect has done a lot of work recently."
The fat man sneered and said, "It's indeed a big vote. Do you still remember the horse that was lost on the way to Yongyao from the Zhendong Army three months ago?"
Everyone took a breath of air when they heard this.
After a while, a sharp voice sounded again. "White Pig, there is no basis for this. Don't say this nonsense. Liu Yun is not that bold, is he?"
Seeing that his words aroused everyone's interest, the fat man arched his eyebrows, showed a row of yellow teeth and smiled proudly: "Hey, actually, I also guessed it. But, it is a fact that Liuyun Sect needs a lot of money urgently."
"My opponent, I've also heard about it. Hundreds of people from Liuyun Sect just died, and Jin Dao immediately went to the black market to recruit another 300 people. In order to capture the black-shirted boy who killed Liu Chao that day...
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The old man who owned the stall saw that Guo Lin was standing still and did not answer his words. He coughed and said: "Little guy, if you don't want to buy, don't stand there. I still have business to do." In order to attract Guo Lin's attention, the stall owner
The old man's voice was quite loud, and all of a sudden, Bai Zhu and other big men standing in the corner looked at him appraisingly.
Guo Lin said "oh" and walked away.
"What's wrong with the white pig?" The big men felt a little strange when they saw the fat man staring at Guo Linyuan's retreating back, looking like he was deep in thought.
"It's nothing." The fat man shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much. There are many people with similar figures in this world. Smiling to himself, the fat man added, "The boy in black is really powerful. With his disciple's strength, Liu
The Yun Sect suffered such a big loss. I really don’t know how he did it. This time, Jin Dao brought so many people. If he can’t get that kid again, Liu Yun will probably consider paying a high price to hire a bounty hunter.
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Take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. As long as the employer pays a high price, there is nothing a bounty hunter can't do. From the simplest treasure hunting commission to assassination activities that violate the law, it may all be included in the work of a bounty hunter.
Within the range. So when Guo Lin heard the word "bounty hunter", his face changed slightly, and he secretly kept it in mind. There are many strong men among bounty hunters who are above martial arts, and his soul power is almost
If you are an intermediate refiner and a bounty hunter with stronger strength or higher soul power comes, the invisibility magic of the demon-sealing ring cannot guarantee your safety.
Guo Lin felt that it was very likely that Liu Yun would hire a bounty hunter after learning that his brother who wanted him died in the Carrion Canyon. Of course, the size of the bounty offered by the employer depends on the strength of the bounty hunter sent by the organization.
Proportional.
The Fire Cloud Knife is a weapon with both magic and martial arts, and it is also a treasure coveted by junior refiners. In addition to hematite ore, the main materials required include mithril with strong sharpening power and the finest refined carbon to increase the strength of the blade. Because
These two things are not cheap, so the price of the finished Fire Cloud Knife is very expensive. Of course, in order to make the performance of the Fire Cloud Knife more perfect, some auxiliary materials such as phosphorus powder, sulfur, manganese stone, etc. are also essential.
Following the flow of people, Guo Lin walked around on the first floor and finally stopped in front of a shop specializing in weapons-refining materials.
Guo Lin looked at the white-haired shopkeeper and said: "Uncle, I want fifty grams of mithril and one hundred grams of top quality carbon..."
"You are the uncle. I am only forty-seven this year, so I call you uncle." The shopkeeper raised his head. Although there were some faint wrinkles on his forehead, he was not old enough for Guo Lin to be called uncle at his age.
Guo Lin was stunned. He didn't expect the shop owner to be so excited. It was just a title, what more? He smiled and reported the required materials for the Huoyun Knife.
After hearing the materials reported by Guo Lin, his title was also changed. The uncle's tone was slightly lowered and he said curiously: "Boy, what kind of weapon are you making? You need both mithril and the best refined carbon. It's really weird."
Guo Lindao: "I buy my materials and you earn your money. You don't need to ask so clearly, right?"
"Haha, it's so cool. I like it, uncle. Let me do the math." The white-haired man paused before saying, "Fifty grams of mithril cost 800,000, and one hundred grams of top-grade refined carbon cost 300,000, plus
Other materials, totaling 1.2 million gold coins."
Want so much? Not to mention 1.2 million gold coins, Guo Lin couldn't even get 120 gold coins. He said: "Can I exchange it with something?"
"Why are you here to buy mithril if you don't have money? I won't change it here. I have to change money to go up to the second floor..." Before the uncle finished speaking, he saw Guo Lin taking out three fragrant Qi Condensing Pills from his arms. He clicked
He smacked his mouth and stared at Guo Lin's palm with fiery eyes, fearing that he would take it back. The uncle changed his tone and said, "Young man, do you want to exchange these three elixirs for it? I will exchange them for the three Qi Condensation Pills."
The market price is 150 gold coins. If he is willing to exchange them for materials worth 1.2 million gold coins, the uncle would really like it.
Guo Lin saw the uncle's expression. He chuckled secretly, deliberately took the Qi Condensing Pill back into his arms and said, "In that case, I'd better go up there and change the money first." He turned around and left.
"Don't, don't, young man, switch with me." Feeling that his words were unconvincing, the uncle added another sentence. "No matter what, I'll give you something else."
"Oh? What is it?" Guo Lin asked curiously. He originally planned to exchange it for three Qi Condensing Pills. If there were additional gains, why not?
"How about this thing?" The big man took out a small round black stone from his sleeves stained with black ink. "I picked this up... No, this is a treasure."
When the uncle took out the small stone, Guo Lin felt that it was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that except for the color on the stone, it was similar to the one he had picked up in the Carrion Canyon that emitted a faint light that he had not yet known.
It looks like a small thing.
Guo Lin said calmly: "Can I take a look first? Don't fool me with random rocks picked up from the ground."
As if what Guo Lin said was right, the uncle blushed and said in embarrassment: "Of course not, I guarantee it with my character." This small black stone was indeed picked up. It came from someone who didn't know where it came from a long time ago.
The man left it behind when he was buying materials from his uncle.
The uncle didn't think it was anything valuable, because the man didn't come to him to ask for it back. Moreover, with his more than ten years of experience and eyesight in the Zhendong Plain, he couldn't see that this small stone was anything but heavy.
Other than that, there's nothing special about it.
Guo Lin took the small stone, which was about the same size as the one he got. But it was not as heavy. He poured the refiner's unique soul power into the stone, and finally found something strange. In the center of the stone, there was a faint ray of light.
Soul power. A soul power that only a refiner can feel.
Guo Lin didn't look at it for too long. He was afraid that the shopkeeper would notice the change in his expression, so he took the opportunity to open his mouth and threw the small stone back casually. "I don't see any use. If you add something else, I'll exchange it with you."
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The uncle was disappointed and thought to himself, could it be that he was really obsessed with money? At the beginning, he tried to sell this pebble at a high price, but later found that it was difficult to give it away even as a gift.