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Chapter 585 Since you won't sell it, then keep it for yourself!

Chapter 585 Since you are not selling it, then keep it for yourself! [Please subscribe]

Author: Fei Le

Chapter 585 Since you are not selling it, then keep it for yourself! [Please subscribe]

"My little friend, do you really want to ask for that spiritual material? Do I know what it is?"

The goateeed monk asked tentatively.

Wei Han bumped his legs and said with a half-smile: "Senior, it's so strange that he doesn't know what the thing he is selling is? He just begged me to give a price for that thing!"

"Haha!" the goatee monk sneered: "Three thousand top-quality spiritual stones, I will take them as long as I can."

"good!"

Wei Han nodded in agreement, raised his legs and prepared to pay.

It turned out that the goatee monk was not calm anymore, because he found that Wei Han had not asked for more hair. Could it be that this thing was really a treasure?

"My little friend, it's not very expensive! It seems like you know the origin of this thing!" The goatee monk smiled, shook his head and said, "In that case, I won't sell it anymore!"

"Not for sale?"

Wei Han raised his eyebrows lightly, not surprised at all by this mistake.

A Nascent Soul Stage monk had no shortage of three melons and two dates, so he openly set up a stall here to see who could recognize what treasures he had in his stall.

People have lived for hundreds of years, what tricks have they not seen?

So if you want to buy something, just buy it freely. If you want to take things away here and there, it is simply not allowed. This will only force him to reveal the details of the things.

"Senior, since you won't sell it, just keep it for yourself." Wei Han smiled hoarsely, stood up and begged to leave.

When the goatee monk saw this, he immediately raised his leg to stop it: "Hey, hey, wait a minute, little friend! If I know the details of this thing, I might as well tell you directly. If the price is right, I can't sell it."

"Ha!" Wei Han pretended to sneer with disdain: "It's just a blue thunder bamboo that's ten thousand years old. I really don't think it's a treasure? This thing has long been gradually decayed by the stomach acid of monsters. If you buy it back, you can extract the remaining

Use the essence to refine some thunder magic weapons. If it were not for the fact that the Ming Qing Thunder Bamboo has become extinct, he would have rejected the plan and refused to be taken advantage of."

"Blue Thunder Bamboo?"

The goatee monk's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked at the jade-like object again and again, and couldn't help but pat his thigh and said regretfully: "It's really a green thunder bamboo, wow, wow, it's a thunder-type treasure that is rare even for powerful people in the spiritual realm..."

If he accepted Donglai, he didn’t say anything about going east again!

No matter how good the thing is, it is a piece of incomplete spiritual material that has lost its spirituality. Everyone can see that it has little value.

"Forget it!" The goatee monk gritted his teeth and said, "Since I want to ask for it, take it away with me, three thousand top-quality spiritual stones!"

"Haha, he won't ask for three thousand now." Wei Han said unceremoniously: "Three hundred!"

"Me? My? Three hundred is too low, two thousand five, the minimum is two thousand five!"

"three hundred!"

"Two thousand, don't even think about anything less than two thousand!"

"three hundred!"

The two of them bargained for a good deal!

Wei Han bit on the three hundred and refused to let go. In the past, the goatee monk would sell things at low prices in frustration. After all, a piece of waste spiritual material can be sold for three hundred top-quality spiritual stones, which is a sky-high price. How could he not sell it?

"Hey, my little friend's keen eyesight is really admirable. I wish I had sold it earlier!" The goatee monk's face was filled with regret and depression.

Wei Han chuckled and turned around to leave.

Having quietly picked up a big deal, he was in a pretty good mood.

Gu Mingyue looked on at the side with confusion, and couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, do you think you should look at Song Kai, Guan Di, and the word "Hairjun"?

"Stir!" Wei Han nodded and admitted.

"Then I..."

Gu Mingyue couldn't help but open her mouth.

Wei Han laughed dumbly but shook his head and said nothing more.

He naturally knew what Gu Mingyue wanted to ask, but he didn't want to answer because it involved his own secrets.

That piece of Evergreen Thunder Bamboo is indeed a useless spiritual material. No matter how powerful a refiner is, it won't be able to extract much useful things from it, but no one knows that it contains a trace of life.

Bamboo spiritual plants have the longest vitality.

Just bury a small piece of it in the ground, and they will hopefully grow back.

Wei Han carefully looked at the piece of green thunder bamboo that was full of vitality, so it needed to be watered and nurtured with the growth-stimulating method. It was absolutely possible for it to take root and sprout again.

Once he is allowed to re-cultivate the Green Thunder Bamboo, it will be wonderful whether it is sold or used for his own use.

After all, Wei Han's natal magic weapon, the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword, is of the thunder type. If he joins the Green Thunder Bamboo, there is no doubt about his future growth. The benefits are simply too great.

If a 10,000-year-old intact Blue Thunder Bamboo was not released, even the powerful ones in the realm of gods would have to swarm to grab it. He actually got it by smashing 300 top-quality spiritual stones. The one he missed was a bit big.

"Is the bright moon really not red?"

Wei Han raised his lips and smiled slightly, and continued to scan around.

Once a jade slip, animal skin, or fragment of a classic book is found, the system will automatically alert and mark it, making it clear at a glance whether it is valuable or not.

As for other treasures, he would use his treasure-hunting spiritual pupils to scan them. If there was any treasure lingering around, it would prove to be valuable. With this two-pronged approach, no treasure could escape his eyes, and naturally he discovered a lot of good things.

He squatted in front of various stalls again and again to make purchases. Although most of the stall owners were fishing and did not really want to sell things, he still picked up several items.

"Huh?"

Wei Han suddenly stopped.

His eyes suddenly glanced at an inconspicuous little stall.

That stall was set up by a Golden Core monk from Litian Holy Land. He had a simple face and deep eyes. He had been quietly observing his surroundings and was very vigilant.

At the same time, there were seventy or eighty items on his stall, most of which were monster materials. Obviously, they were all hunted by him during his mission.

Wei Han noticed a piece of green ore!

At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary third-level water spirit mine. This kind of ore is very common in the deep sea. Any Golden Core Stage monk who dares to go to the East China Sea can fish it out. It is barely worth a few spirit stones.

However, Wei Han saw the power of the ore through the treasure-hunting spiritual eyes.

It exudes a halo of blue light on the outside, but is completely gray on the outside, surrounded by an amazing treasure that outsiders cannot see.

Is that a treasure, absolutely priceless!

Although Wei Han didn't know exactly what it was, he still felt that it was something he wanted very much. If he insisted on asking for it, he was afraid that it would be a matter of chance.

"Is this thing related to him?"

Wei Han's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately squatted in front of the stall and pretended to start picking.

To deal with the goateeed Yuanying monk just now, he had to go straight in and not play too many tricks to get the treasure. However, to deal with the younger monks, he knew that he could definitely be more careful.

"That piece, that piece, that piece!"

"The shell of the red velvet shrimp looks like the tentacle legs of an octopus..."

"He asked for them all. What's the price?"

Wei Hanzhuqi looked like a refiner who was shopping at home. He selected a dozen valuable materials and then pulled the third-level water spirit ore over with his legs.

(End of chapter)


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