Chapter Thirty-Three The Heartbeat of the Eyebrows
"Sir, you can't say that anymore!"
Hearing Yang Ji's words, the "guy" raised his head and rolled his eyes:
"What is money? Money is just a fool. As long as it can buy something, it is worth it. What is fine iron? Those blacksmiths in small places have been polishing it for three to five years before they can get just a small piece.
Fine iron. This thing is worth nothing."
"And you don't even look at the quality of my fine iron. These are all made by the best masters, who select the best cold iron ingots and use the most advanced skills to make them. They are the highest quality fine iron. They are sold at a high price.
It’s a little more expensive. But if you miss this place, you can’t buy it even if you have money. Do you think that’s true? And—this is your first time here, right?”
"Man" said the last word, and turned his eyes at Yang Ji.
"..."
Yang Ji smiled bitterly, this guy was obviously well-informed, and he found out his true identity in just a few words.
After touching it, Yang Ji had to sigh that he was short of money. He set out from Pingchuan City with only a few thousand taels of silver in total.
Although this fine iron ingot seems to be of good quality, I'm afraid I can't afford even one ingot.
"It's really a penny that can stump a heroic man."
Yang Ji smiled bitterly and stood up.
I originally wanted to buy some fine iron ingots to collect for future emergencies. But now I can only give up the idea.
Most of the disciples who come and go in this small town are rich or noble, and they often have a family or a wealthy family behind them. Disciples like me who live alone and are short of money are obviously not considered.
"It seems like this time, I really can only take a stroll here and take a look."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
"Strengthening Pill, one hundred thousand taels each. Take as much as you have!——"
Suddenly, a clear, loud voice came from the crowd behind him.
Yang Ji was shocked. He looked around and saw a young man with fair skin and rich clothes. He looked like he had a distinguished family background, and he was shouting in the crowd.
Yang Ji's heart moved, and he was about to go over to take a look. He heard another loud shout:
"Dali Dan, one hundred and fifty thousand taels each, take as much as you have!——"
Yang Ji glanced across the crowd. It was clear that more than one place in the crowd was buying "Dali Dan", and the prices were ridiculously high.
These people are obviously not from ordinary backgrounds.
Yang Ji touched his arms and saw that Lin Qingyan gave him two "Power Pills" last time and there was still one left. Only this one, converted into silver taels, would be more than 100,000 taels.
If you go to buy iron essence ingots, you can buy at least twenty ingots.
"These people are crazy!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. This kind of figure was an astronomical figure even for him in the past. It can be seen that these people are truly distinguished and spend money like water. They don't care about money at all, but just want to grow.
The elixir of power.
However, Yang Ji hesitated and gave up the idea.
Although there were a lot of people in the town, the prices offered by these people could not be said to be high. However, the area within a few steps was deserted, and no one came to sell the powerful pills to them.
Obviously, for sect disciples, no matter how much money they have, they cannot compare to this precious elixir that can increase their strength.
Between a bunch of precious materials and elixirs, obviously many people will choose the latter.
"It's better to wait and see. If you can come across something that is attractive and worthwhile, you can also replace this powerful pill."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
No matter what, with this "powerful pill" in his arms, Yang Ji felt much more confident.
There are really all kinds of things sold in the town. Along the way, Yang Ji saw ordinary things such as Polygonatum, Poria, herbs, and iron ore that were well established; Yang Ji also saw incense burners, pill furnaces, and iron furnaces on the mountain.
Things that ordinary people would not buy. Yang Ji even saw someone selling a snow-white crane on the street. Although it could not compare with the strong ones in the sect and was not that strong, it was still very powerful.
In addition, knives and swords of the same level as Yang Ji's Bailian Long Sword are also on sale, even the soft sword on Lin Qingyan's waist, but they are expensive and require a large amount of elixirs to purchase.
"There are indeed a lot of things here. It would be nice if the prices were not so expensive."
Yang Ji walked and watched, thinking secretly in his heart.
After wandering around the town for several hours, Yang Ji gradually realized that the things in the town were precious, rare, and basically beyond the normal level.
For ordinary people, perhaps the only thing that can be purchased in large quantities is the shark fin, bird's nest, sea urchin and other delicacies sold here by the big clans and wealthy families.
Moreover, it is basically the disciples of the sect who are doing the shopping. Obviously, everyone is very generous when it comes to food.
"Um?"
When passing by a shop, Yang Ji's eyes flashed and he suddenly stopped.
"Shopkeeper, what is this?"
Yang Ji walked in and pointed at a small plate of fine sand inside.
In the elegantly decorated and grand shop, this small plate of dark golden fine sand is placed together with the knife, sword, and divine bow that look extraordinary at first glance, and there are two people on both sides of the fourth and fifth level of martial arts.
A big man was guarding it. It was obvious that the grade of fine sand was very high.
"Oh, that's Hunyuan gold sand!"
When the old shopkeeper saw Yang Ji, his eyes lit up, thinking that he was coming to buy this:
"This is an extremely precious fifth-grade hidden weapon. It was carefully tempered by martial arts experts after collecting Hunyuan raw sand. It is exclusively used by experts at level 5 and above. It has a certain effect of destroying blood energy.
It's the highest quality hidden weapon. - What, do you senior brothers want to use it?"
Hunyuan gold sand requires extremely high-level "warriors" to activate it. Yang Ji's strength is obviously not enough. However, there are many people like Yang Ji in this town who come to purchase things on behalf of the senior brothers in the faction.
The old shopkeeper obviously regarded Yang Ji as one of them.
"It turns out this thing is called Hunyuan Gold Sand!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, but he remembered the bag of fine sand that was half dark gold, half black, and looked like gold but not gold, which he got from the helmsman of Tianyin Sect.
It had been a while since I got this thing, and I didn't care about it at the time. If it hadn't been for this visit to the town, Yang Ji wouldn't have known that this thing was called "Hunyuan Gold Sand" and it was a high-end hidden weapon.
"That bag of gold sand is half gold and half black. It's obviously not tempered thoroughly enough. I guess it's because the guy is not strong enough and hasn't completely tempered it."
Yang Ji secretly said: It’s okay if you don’t know. Once you know it, you will inevitably have to spend some effort to refine it.
"Thank you. No need."
Yang Ji raised his head and said to the old shopkeeper.
"That's it..."
The wrinkled face of the old shopkeeper was full of disappointment:
"It doesn't matter, take a look. Maybe you'll find what you want."
They were all disciples of the Iron Crown Sect, so the old shopkeeper didn't dare to be too embarrassed.
Yang Ji secretly laughed in his heart, looked around, and looked around in the store. He was ready to leave in a while. To be honest, in a store of this level, a strong person with the fourth level of martial arts can be hired to protect the store, and all the good things will be there.
There are quite a few, but none of them are what Yang Ji can afford at the moment.
Passing by the dim corner of the store, Yang Ji stopped slightly.
"Shop, do you also sell these things?"
Yang Jiqi said.
In the corner of the shop, there are many things densely placed on a wooden shelf. There are broken long swords, broken bow strings, an empty simple scabbard, and some broken copper tripods the size of fists.
The incense burner... all of them were covered with a thick layer of dust, and it seemed that no one had taken care of them for a long time.
It seems very strange in a store selling high-end materials.
"Oh, those are some recycled debris. Some of them were obtained from the demons and evil sects that were killed. Although most of them are broken, they can still be used as long as you put in the effort to repair them. If you like it
Whatever you choose, feel free to pick it up."
The old shopkeeper said, his tone was much more indifferent. Apparently he didn't care much about this little thought.
Yang Ji picked up a broken sword and flicked it with his fingers. The broken sword immediately buzzed and trembled. The sound was vague and unclear.
"It is made from a mixture of refined iron and ordinary black iron. This material is very brittle, and it is difficult to withstand the impact of blood energy. No wonder it broke into two pieces."
Yang Ji frowned, shook his head, and put down the broken sword again.
The real situation of this batch of "goods" in the corner is much worse than what the old shopkeeper said. Generally speaking, the quality is not very high. No wonder the old shopkeeper is not so enthusiastic.
The scabbard is well made and seems to have some origins...but it is made of copper. The incense burner looks exquisite, but it has some gold powder added to it.
Yang Ji picked up these things one by one and put them down again. The guards in the store didn't even look here, obviously they didn't like this batch of goods very much.
Thinking about it, if it was really valuable, even if it was a broken sword, as long as it was made of fine iron, the store would never put it here. - The price of fine iron is never cheap.
"Buzz!"
His fingers brushed against a bundle of black scrolls hanging above the wooden shelf. Yang Ji was about to leave when suddenly, there was a shock in his mind, and the "stone" on his brow beat wildly.
"!!!"
Yang Ji was shocked. He had had this "little stone" between his eyebrows for a long time, and this had never happened before.
"Boss, what's in here?"
Yang Ji suddenly turned around and asked.
"this?"
The old shopkeeper, who was still drowsy, saw what Yang Ji was pointing at, his eyes brightened, and he suddenly felt happy:
"Young man, you are really discerning. These are the most valuable things in my corner."
The old shopkeeper walked around the counter with a smile on his face. Under Yang Ji's surprised eyes, he went directly to the corner and his attitude changed 180 degrees.
After taking off the hanging scroll, the old shopkeeper took out a pair of scissors that he carried with him, cut the rope on the scroll, and then pulled out a roll of colorful things from it.
"Sutra Painting!!"
Yang Ji exclaimed in surprise.
What the old shopkeeper took out from this inconspicuous black scroll were actually precious paintings from the martial arts world!
"Hey, if you have a discerning eye, there are indeed very precious paintings here."
The old shopkeeper smiled brightly and took out the items one by one.
What is the most precious thing in the world? Not elixirs, weapons, or immortal pets, but martial arts scriptures and paintings. The simplest martial arts scriptures and paintings can even kill a small clan.
Yang Ji did not expect that what was hidden in this scroll was actually a sutra painting.
But soon, Yang Ji's excitement calmed down.
"These scriptures and paintings are all incomplete!..."