I didn't expect to encounter a second black stone sword here. I wonder if there is also a residual image imprint in it.
"Wait a minute." Mo Wen said to Wei Linfeng and the others, and then walked towards the stall with the black stone sword.
"How to sell this thing?"
The stall owner is a spiritual sword master in the middle stage of the Sword Meridian. He is over forty years old. This qualification can only be considered average here. Judging from his popular clothes, he should not be a disciple of the Sword Sect, but a casual cultivator.
The spirit sword master glanced at the black stone sword Mo Wen pointed at, and without raising his head, he announced a number: "Twenty spirit stones."
Mo Wen didn't respond, but Wei Linfeng and the other three who were following behind took a breath of cold air. The spirit sword masters heard around him also looked sideways frequently, looking at the spirit sword master with a strange look. This guy really dared to quote!
Twenty spirit stones can only be obtained by the core true disciples of each major sword sect, and that’s only possible!
Mo Wen was silent for a moment. Although he had not been in contact with the world of spirit sword masters for a short time, he still understood the value of twenty spirit stones and was able to buy a good first-level mid-grade spirit sword.
"Can I take a look?" Mo asked.
"Please."
The man lowered his head, but his eyes flashed invisibly. He got this thing accidentally. Apart from the spiritual imprint of a broken picture left inside, there was nothing special about it. It was useless and tasteless.
But I had an intuition that this thing was definitely not simple, so I marked a very high price and prepared to try my luck. Before Mo Wen, many spirit sword masters were interested in this black stone sword, but they were all attracted by its terrifying price.
Scared off.
Lin Feng and the other three behind him were a little anxious. The other party was clearly asking, "What can be worth twenty spirit stones? Did he think this broken stone was a first-order mid-grade spirit sword?"
"Brother Wen, don't be deceived by him. If this was worth twenty spiritual stones, would he sell it?" Li Yuansong said anxiously.
Mo Wen smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just wanted to see what's so special about this stone sword."
Wei Linfeng and the three of them looked at each other, Mo Wen looked determined to buy it, and what shocked them even more was that Mo Wen was able to produce twenty spiritual stones!
Picking up the black stone sword, Mo Wen put his sword consciousness into it, and a residual picture engraved in the spirit was reflected in his mind. After taking back his sword consciousness, Mo Wen was already sure that the two pictures must be connected, and it was very likely that they were a complete picture.
part of the map.
Where does this map point to? How many such black stone swords are there? Mo Wen was extremely curious.
Putting down the black stone sword, Mo Wen said to the spirit sword master: "I don't have twenty spiritual consciousnesses. Can I exchange them for something else?"
The spirit sword master's eyes lit up and he finally raised his head: "Okay, as long as you bring out items worth twenty spirit stones, you can take them away."
Mo Wen nodded and took out a jade box from his sword pouch and placed it in front of the spirit sword master: "Do you think this is enough?"
"Elixir?"
The spirit sword master frowned, with a rather disapproving look on his face, and wanted to exchange the elixir for his black stone sword. This young man might have just left the mountain, and he didn't even know the market situation in the spirit sword master world.
He casually picked up the jade box and opened the lid. A strong scent of medicine immediately escaped. All the spirit sword masters in the entire Yi Market were shocked and looked at it in unison.
"Snapped!"
The spirit sword master closed the jade box at a speed far faster than he could open it. He took a deep breath and stared at Mo Wen with slightly red eyes: "This, is this a first-order super-grade elixir?"
Mo Wen nodded.
The man immediately took a deep breath, held the jade box tightly in his arms, with a look of struggle in his eyes, finally closed his eyes and looked like a dead father, and pushed the jade box back to Mo Wen: "First level
Although the best elixir is precious, its value is at most fifteen first-level spiritual stones, so you can't exchange it for my black stone sword."
However, this person's performance completely angered Li Yuansong: "Don't you think you are so good at taking advantage of it! The first-class elixir is hard to come by. Why don't you buy fifteen spiritual stones for me?"
The spirit sword master closed his eyes tightly, said nothing, and was determined to kill him. Some things are like this. They may be worthless in their own hands, but they may be priceless treasures to others. This situation is like this.
Somewhat similar.
Many spirit sword masters around were attracted by this transaction and stopped to watch. The strong aroma of the medicine just now touched the hearts of all the spirit sword masters.
Mo Wen hesitated for a moment, how could he not know the greed of the other party? But there are only two ways to get this stone sword. One is to meet the other party's request with a peaceful transaction, and the other is to rob it by force. This method can be eliminated directly.
A flash of inspiration occurred in his hand, and two jade bottles appeared in his hand: "These are two bottles of Qi Restoration Pills, each with ten pills."
Qi Restoration Pill, a first-level low-grade elixir, is used to restore the sword energy consumed by the spirit sword master. It is the most common elixir in the spirit sword master world. For each sword sect, this item is the standard for disciples in the sect.
There is a rationed supply of elixirs every month. But for ordinary cultivators, elixirs are particularly important. Because casual cultivators do not have the backing of a sect, naturally there will be no one to refine elixirs for them. If they want elixirs, they have to do it themselves.
Refining, or trading it through other channels. Because of its huge consumption, this kind of elixir is also in extremely short supply among casual cultivators. The market price of these two bottles is enough to be worth five first-level spiritual stones.
The spirit sword master's face was a little twisted, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, deal!"
"slow!"
A sudden voice came from not far away, and the black stone sword in front of Mo Wen was pulled by a strange suction force and suddenly flew out.
Mo Wen frowned, suppressed the urge to intercept, and looked in the direction where the stone sword was flying.
A burly middle-aged Spirit Sword Master slowly walked over, holding the black stone sword in his hand. A huge amount of spiritual pressure enveloped the surroundings, and the surrounding Spirit Sword Masters got out of the way.
"Sword Meridian Great Perfection!"
The spirit sword masters who were pushed back by the spiritual pressure turned pale, and no one dared to protest. They looked at the burly middle-aged spirit sword master in awe.
"It's Wan Zhongyi, the third-generation chief disciple of the Weiguo Heavy Sword Sect!" Someone recognized the identity of the person and their eyes were filled with awe.
"I want this thing."
Wan Zhongyi glanced at Mo Wen and the owner of the black stone sword lightly. With a flick of his finger, a crystal clear khaki spirit stone fell in front of the owner of the black stone sword.
The spirit sword master's face immediately became very ugly, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He lowered his head and took the first-level earth attribute spirit stone in his hand. This action had informed the other party of his choice.
Mo Wen frowned slightly and looked quietly at Wan Zhongyi who suddenly appeared and stepped in.
As if aware of Mo Wen's gaze, a trace of disdain flashed across Wan Zhongyi's face. With a flick of his finger, another first-level earth attribute spiritual consciousness was ejected and landed at Mo Wen's feet.
"I also bought your elixir."
After speaking, he held his left hand empty, and a strange suction force came out from the tiger's mouth, and the medicine box flew into his hand.
Mo Wen's eyes were slightly dazed, and he was photographing objects in the air. This is a magical power that a spirit swordsman can only have after he reaches the Jian Gang realm and can condense Gang Qi. The person in front of him obviously cannot be at the Jian Gang realm. But how did the other party do it?
Wan Zhongyiqiang bought the black stone sword and the elixir and was not ready to give up. He looked at Mo Wen coldly, and the spiritual pressure belonging to the great perfection of the sword veins on his body slowly pressed up.
"Do you know what this is?"
Wan Zhongyi shook the black stone sword in his hand.
Mo Wen squinted his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then said calmly: "I don't know."
"Then why do you want to buy it?" Wan Zhong's eyes flashed, and his whole body seemed to transform into a mountain of Wan Zhong, and all the terrifying momentum was pressed against Mo Wen.
As a party involved, Mo Wen had no influence. He had experienced two catastrophes, and the pressure at this level was almost negligible. However, the three people behind him, Wei Linfeng, were implicated. The three of them fell back with pale faces and mouths filled with laughter.
The blood was actually internally injured by this pressure!
Mo Wen resisted the urge to take action and replied in a deep voice: "I'm just curious. The material of this object is special, invulnerable to water and fire, and there is a residual image imprinted inside. It should be a valuable treasure."
Wan Zhongyi stared at Mo Wen closely, his gaze seemed to penetrate Mo Wen's entire being: "Have you ever seen such a thing?"
"No."
Wan Zhongyi smiled coldly: "Bring your sword pouch and unlock the mark of the mind."
Mo Wen's expression changed, and murderous intent flashed through his heart. This person was bullying others too much. He repeatedly tolerated the opponent and kept pressing forward. In the world of spirit sword masters, forcing someone to take their sword pouch is no different from the hatred of killing one's father and taking away one's wife.
Only a mortal enemy would do this, and even his own master would not force his apprentice to take his sword pouch.
"Your request seems a bit excessive." Mo Wen said in a dull voice.
Wan Zhongyi snorted contemptuously: "If you don't bring the sword pouch, how will I know whether what you say is true or false?"
There was no expression on Mo Wen's face. The golden sword Yuanling in the sea of consciousness was beating, ready to rush out at any time.
"Your Excellency, I can testify that this brother of mine definitely does not have that black stone sword." Wei Linfeng said with difficulty despite Wan Zhongyi's spiritual pressure.
"I can also testify!"
"I can also testify!"
Li Yuansong and Xie Qingzhu also spoke immediately.
Mo Wen felt hot in his heart. He didn't expect that the three brothers and sisters who met by chance would risk offending the Dzogchen Spirit Sword Master to excuse himself. How could this kindness make him, who was always wary of the three brothers and sisters, feel embarrassed?
"Your Excellency, you come from a well-known and decent family and are a Dzogchen Spirit Sword Master. There is really no need to embarrass little people like us?" Wei Linfeng continued.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a trace of ferocity flashed across Wan Zhongyi's face: "Get out!"
With a wave of his hand, a terrifying force of gravity hit the three of them, sending them flying away and falling to the ground far away.
"It's not your turn to interrupt what I'm doing!" Wan Zhongyi spat harshly at the place where the three of them fell.
The murderous intention in Mo Wen's heart reached its peak at this moment. Hiding his strength and keeping a low profile were all forgotten. He only knew that if he didn't take action, he would not be able to face the three Wei Linfeng brothers!
The sword consciousness rolls in the sea of consciousness, and the golden sword Yuanling is wrapped in it and shoots directly at the exit of the acupoint between the eyebrows!dd