Without exception, these paintings and scriptures are all incomplete. They have the upper part but not the lower part, and they have the left half but not the right half.
It can be said that none of the items the old shopkeeper took out are usable.
"Haha, these are all good things. No matter how incomplete they are, they are still scriptures and paintings. As long as you put your mind to it, you can still understand a martial art. Everyone here knows that half a year ago, a senior brother from your Tieguan sect, Huang
I also bought a scroll of scriptures and paintings from here and learned a unique skill."
The old shopkeeper smiled, with a sly look in his eyes.
He did not panic. Six months ago, a disciple of the Tieguan Sect did realize a unique skill because he bought a scroll of scriptures and paintings from him.
However, he first learned a martial art, and then accidentally discovered a scroll of scriptures and paintings that could complete his incomplete fist skills. But there was obviously no need to tell Yang Ji this.
Yang Ji remained silent. The shopkeeper was obviously sitting on the floor raising the price and negotiating the price for a while.
One after another, Yang Ji slowly looked through them, and gradually frowned. The level of these sutras and paintings was generally not high, only the first level of martial arts, even better than Zuo Guangdou's "Quick Sword".
Much worse.
Even when this kind of sutra painting was in good condition, it was not worth much, let alone now that it is incomplete.
However, Yang Ji didn't care. His original goal was not this. What he needed to find was why the "little stone" between his eyebrows suddenly vibrated strongly.
"found it."
When his fingers turned to the fifth and last sutra painting, Yang Ji's palm stopped, and the familiar vibration came again. Faintly, Yang Ji felt like a hair-like spiritual energy was being sucked in.
.
"What exactly is going on?"
Yang Ji was puzzled. What appeared in front of him was a very ordinary picture scroll, with only the upper half remaining. What was revealed was an ordinary landscape painting, which didn't even look like a martial art.
"How to sell these scripture paintings?"
Yang Ji loosened his palms, raised his head, and said calmly.
"Haha, you also know that martial arts scriptures and paintings are very precious. But since you are a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, I will sell these scriptures and paintings to you cheaper. Six powerful pills plus one hundred thousand taels of silver. This
You can choose any one among them."
The old shopkeeper squinted his eyes and said with a smile, a fox-like light shining deep in his eyes.
"Hmph, are you talking about the iron crown sect's martial arts?"
Yang Ji sneered.
The old shopkeeper's smile faltered and he looked embarrassed.
"No, this price is really fair. How about I give it a little less? Five powerful pills and three hundred thousand taels of silver. What do you think?"
"Are you kidding? If you take this price and scream outside, a lot of people will definitely come to your door. And it's a complete sutra and painting. One hundred thousand taels of silver, this is my maximum limit."
Yang Ji said without hesitation.
"impossible!"
The old shopkeeper exclaimed: "This is a martial arts classic painting!"
"It's up to you whether to sell it or not. If it were so good, would you still stay here?"
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
"No matter how bad it is, it's still a classic painting. Your senior brother Huang has greatly improved his martial arts because of it. Go out and ask, there is absolutely no way this is true."
The old shopkeeper gritted his teeth and tried to raise the price: "Two powerful pills, fifty thousand taels of silver. This is my limit."
"Whether Senior Brother Huang's great improvement in martial arts is related to your scriptures and paintings? I don't know, and I have no intention of knowing. But I know that incomplete scriptures and paintings have no value in practice at all. The results of forced practice,
It means that all the meridians have been destroyed and you have gone crazy! No one will buy your sutra paintings except me."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
The old shopkeeper looked at Yang Ji, his eyes changing, and slowly, he finally fell silent. The boy in front of him was obviously not easy to fool, and there was a great danger in forcing him to practice with incomplete scriptures and paintings. It was not that he could not succeed, but that he had a 90% chance of success.
The chance of going crazy.
And the most important thing is that the level of these scripture paintings is really too low.
"...However, your bid is really too low."
The old shopkeeper said finally.
"One hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver, not a penny more. I don't have any silver, but I have a powerful pill."
Yang Ji took out the "Dali Dan" contained in the red sandalwood box.
A smile finally appeared on the old shopkeeper's lips.
"make a deal!"
The old shopkeeper said.
He didn't care about the 130,000 taels of silver. The forces behind him didn't care about this money at all. "A powerful pill" was the reason why he agreed to the deal.
This is a very fair price. And although the scriptures and paintings are precious, they are really useless in his hands.
"make a deal!"
Yang Ji also laughed happily.
Both of them are satisfied with this transaction. Although Yang Ji has not seen anything special about this incomplete scripture painting, even if it is a piece of trash, just because it can make his eyebrows beat, Yang Ji will take it.
Buy it.
After rolling up the sutra painting and putting it in his sleeve, Yang Ji quickly left the shop.
The street was crowded with people, so it was obviously not a good place to inspect scripture paintings. Yang Ji gathered his mood, blended in with the crowd, and continued to move forward.
"Senior brother, please stay."
Not long after Yang Ji walked out, a young man in green clothes and an iron crown suddenly walked over from the crowd.
"Um?"
Yang Ji raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He didn't know many people in the sect, so he didn't have much impression of the person in front of him.
"Brother, excuse me. It's like this. We just took on a mission, which was to hunt down a few demon disciples at the foot of the mountain, but..."
"Are there enough of you?"
Yang Jilim clearly understood what they meant.
"Well. I see that senior brother is very impressive. I wonder if he can join us in our operation. We can give part of the rewards from the mission to senior brother."
The young man in green clothes and iron crown said uneasily.
Yang Ji's cultivation level was obviously higher than theirs, and he was not sure whether Yang Ji would agree.
Yang Ji knew clearly in his heart that these people should be people with low strength and no background. In a place like a small town where things are expensive, it would obviously be a good idea to jointly do sect tasks or take on some wanted tasks from the court.
The only way.
Yang Ji was silent.
"It's a pity that I can't join them now."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
He really wanted to help them. And it would be a very novel experience to join their system. However, he had only been on the mountain for two months, so it was really not a very suitable time.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have the time."
Yang Ji said apologetically.
"That's it."
The young man in green clothes and iron crown could not hide the disappointment in his eyes: "It doesn't matter, senior brother is busy, I will find someone else."
Yang Ji looked at this young man and felt a little unbearable. Although he didn't know much about it, Yang Ji could vaguely guess that these people were probably too weak in strength, so no one was willing to join them.
"Let's do this. If you still can't find me after ten days, I will introduce a few people to join you."
Yang Jidao thought of Zhang Xiong and the others.
Zhang Xiong and the others went up the mountain for a long time, so this kind of mission should be suitable for them. Moreover, the mission itself will also include an apology.
"Thank you, senior brother."
The young man in green clothes and iron crown was overjoyed.
Yang Ji nodded and left quickly. After solving this matter, Yang Ji felt relieved. Moreover, the "Dali Pill" was also spent. Even if Yang Ji liked something, he had no money to buy it.
"Walking around for a while, let's go find Duan Gang, Su Hong and the others."
Yang Ji raised his head and looked at the sky. In a few hours, it should be the time for the appointment.
"boom!"
When we were almost reaching the end of the town, suddenly a sound like a landslide and a tsunami came from the front, mixed with a lot of laughter, screams, and curses.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Yang Ji's heart moved and he rushed over immediately.
The closer to the place where the sound came out, the more people flowed. Military officials from the imperial court, disciples from other sects, disciples from the Iron Crown Sect, as well as people from some secular clans and wealthy families gathered together.
All the men's eyes were focused in one direction, their eyes shining brightly.
"This is—they are actually selling female slaves!"
Yang Ji was taken aback.
Following everyone's gaze, you can see a huge, temporarily built platform at the end of the town. On it are timid-looking, fair-skinned, and pretty girls, naked, standing in front of everyone's eyes.
Shivering in the middle.
On their bodies, only their breasts and lower parts were covered with thin pieces of shiny cloth.
"Damn it! Scumbag!——"
Amid the roars of laughter from the crowd of men watching the fun, a woman's gnashing of teeth was very jarring.
"Su Hong?"
Hearing this voice, Yang Ji turned his head in surprise, and immediately saw a head sticking out of the crowd, facing Su Hong who was shouting angrily at the platform.
Her eyes were literally bursting with fire.
Su Hong went here to buy materials, but somehow she ended up here.
Yang Ji's heart moved, he pushed through the crowd and walked over.
"Su Hong?"
"Who filmed me! Yang Ji?"
Su Hong's originally chaotic eyes were filled with joy after seeing clearly that it was Yang Ji, and then she suddenly became inexplicably angry:
"Yang Ji, you bastard, are you just like these scum and are here to buy female slaves? Bastard, bastard, I really misjudged you. Go to hell!"
Su Hong gritted her teeth, got angry for no reason, and pushed Yang Ji twice.
"Su Hong, what are you talking about? I just came here and took a look when I heard the noise. Where can I buy a slave girl?"
Yang Ji couldn't laugh or cry. Apparently Su Hong also regarded him as one of these people.
"Just got here?"
Su Hong's face turned red, but she refused to admit defeat: "Humph! You'd better not be!"
"Do you have any money? Lend it to me first."
Su Hong paused and said.
"Here, take it! But I don't have much money, only four thousand taels."
Yang Ji took out a few banknotes from his sleeves and handed them over without saying a word.
These four thousand taels are not much, but they are all his wealth. Fortunately, Yang Ji takes these relatively lightly, and the sect does not have to worry about food and clothing, so he doesn't care. (To be continued.