The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters
Chapter 1,238: To attract good ideas
"A gift to my senior."
Although Mr. Huang is an appraiser, he naturally does not dare to show any slights to a great immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Lin Xuan waved his hand, then flicked his sleeves and robes, a cloud of green cloud rolled past, and all kinds of treasures suddenly appeared in front of him.
There are so many swords, guns, swords and halberds. At a rough count, there are dozens of them.
Even Lin Xuan himself doesn't know the origin of these treasures. Over the years, he has killed too many monks, and each of them has their storage bags. The accumulation over time has naturally reached an astonishing level.
The ones Lin Xuan picked out included both ancient treasures and natal treasures refined by Yuanying monks. From his point of view, they were like useless things, but in the eyes of other immortal cultivators, they made people jealous.
Seeing Lin Xuan take out so many magic weapons in one breath, Xue Qiaoyun and Huang Lao were also shocked.
As we all know, refining magic weapons is quite difficult, and even some monks at the elixir condensation stage may not be able to refine a decent magic weapon even if they spend their entire lives.
What's more, these treasures, regardless of their aura or color, are of no small importance. They are obviously rare and extraordinary among magic treasures.
There was a look of horror in Xue Qiaoyun's eyes. Of course, this woman would not think that all these magic weapons were made by Lin Xuan himself. More than half of them had not removed the traces of their destiny on the surface. They were obviously obtained by killing people and selling goods.
Thinking of this, she looked at Lin Xuan with a hint of awe, and secretly murmured in her heart that these old monsters in the late Nascent Soul stage were indeed unfathomable.
However, this woman also has a deep palace, and the strange look only flashed past, and then they started talking and laughing again.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, please appraise it and see how much spar these treasures that Li took out are worth?" Lin Xuanyun's gentle voice came to his ears.
"yes."
The old man at the Dan Ning stage did not dare to neglect at all. He stepped forward and took a flying sword from the table.
This sword is only about a foot long, with a green glaze surface and many lines engraved on the hilt, which is very impressive at first glance.
"Is this made from ten-thousand-year-old snow cedar?"
The old man exclaimed, with a fiery look on his face. Among the wooden flying swords, this is definitely the best treasure.
Lin Xuan's expression was neither surprised nor happy. He couldn't remember the origin of this treasure at all.
"Senior, if you agree, this sword is worth three hundred thousand crystal stones." A trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes, and he spoke cautiously.
Lin Xuan was silent. Although he didn't know the value of the magic weapon as clearly as the appraiser, he probably still knew something about it.
If a top-level flying sword refined from ten-thousand-year-old spiritual wood were offered at an auction, the starting price would be two hundred thousand crystal stones. After some competition, it would not be surprising to buy it for four to five hundred thousand.
However, in the entrusted auction, according to the rules of the world of immortality, the market has the right to draw a commission, usually one out of ten, and before that, the natal mark of the original owner of the sword must be removed, which also requires flower spar.
, so after all calculations, although the price offered by the old man surnamed Huang is not high, it is not ridiculously low either.
After all, your behavior is equivalent to pawning, and the other party will make some money.
What's more, Lin Xuan is not short of crystals. The dozens of magic weapons he took out are just a drop in the bucket compared to his net worth.
Seeing Lin Xuan's thoughtful expression, Mr. Huang thought the other party was dissatisfied and gritted his teeth: "Three hundred and fifty thousand, senior, I really can only pay this price, otherwise..."
"All right!"
Lin Xuan nodded, and the other party offered 50,000 crystal stones. This price was already very reasonable.
Seeing that Lin Xuan agreed, Huang Lao breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a shining golden brush.
…
Just like that, less than half an hour passed, and there were a total of thirty-four treasures. This person finally identified them one by one.
"Senior, these treasures of yours add up to a total of nine million crystal stones."
"Nine million?" Lin Xuan was stunned, and Xue Qiaoyun, who was drinking water next to him, almost spat it out.
This matter is really a coincidence. When Lin Xuan took out these treasures, he did not carefully estimate their value. They were probably worth seven or eight million. Lin Xuan was also prepared to supplement a little, but he didn't expect it to be neither more nor less. Just enough to buy three thousand wood falcons.
Needless to say what happened next, the transaction was completed in a happy atmosphere.
Then Xue Qiaoyun took Lin Xuan to visit a few more shops, but unfortunately nothing caught his eye anymore.
Before I knew it, it was getting late.
Lin Xuan didn't know what purpose he had. He didn't mention the Nascent Soul stage puppet and the crystal power cannon for a whole day, and Xue Qiaoyun seemed to have forgotten about it. The two of them were pretending to be submissive, but on the surface they were enjoying themselves.
"It's rare for Brother Li to come to our Tianqiaomen main altar. Do you plan to stay for a few days?"
"Haha, this is natural. I haven't fully appreciated the scenery of the Snowy Mountains yet. What's more, I have long admired some fellow Taoists from your sect."
Lin Xuan pretended to speak casually, but Xue Qiaoyun frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal.
"In that case, let me take Brother Lin to the VIP Building."
"Thank you, Fairy." Lin Xuan's face was full of gratitude.
Then the two of them left the city and transformed into Jinghong again. Soon, they came to several crystal palace-like buildings.
It was a small attic, extremely beautiful, and there was a forbidden light curtain outside each attic.
This is naturally what the other party calls the VIP building.
There are many high-priced monks who often come to Tianqiaomen for their reputation, so all kinds of facilities here are naturally available.
The light curtain opened, and a beautiful girl walked out. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a baby face, cute and cute.
"I've met Master!"
Her eyes swept over Xue Qiaoyun, and the girl's face was full of shock. You must know that ordinary Yuan Ying stage immortal cultivators are received by the elders of the Condensation stage. Who is this person? He actually worked for his master. .
The girl was only in the foundation building stage, so she could only feel that Lin Xuan was unfathomable. Her specific realm was not clear, but her face was already full of awe.
"Lan'er..."
Xue Qiaoyun was about to speak, but Lin Xuan waved his hand. He had seen this kind of scene many times: "Xue Xianzi, Li doesn't like to be served, just let this little Taoist friend leave."
"Haha, since Brother Li said that, of course I will listen to your orders." Before she finished speaking, she had thrown over a command talisman: "There are many deacons and disciples of our sect nearby. If Brother Li has a life request, Even if you tell them that with the talisman of my concubine, those disciples will naturally do their best."
"Thank you very much."
Lin Xuan took the command talisman and scanned it with his consciousness unnoticeably. He saw that there was no manipulation on it, so he boldly put it in his arms.
Then he walked into the attic.
The furnishings inside are luxurious and comfortable.
There was a jade bed in the bedroom. Lin Xuan fell on it and fell asleep soundly.
Today, he spent nine million crystals to buy three thousand wooden falcons. Lin Xuan certainly had his own intentions. First of all, in terms of the protection of the sect, this thing is indeed very useful, and the crystals are not wasted.
Secondly, according to Lin Xuan's estimation, with the huge reputation of Tianqiao Sect, although there are not too many late-stage Nascent Soul monks who come to visit every year, they are definitely not too few.
After all, although it is difficult to advance in the later stages of Nascent Soul, the total number of twelve states combined is still considerable.
And even if they are both great cultivators, their magical powers may be strong or weak, and their net worth is the same.
The two treasures I want to buy, whether they are crystal power cannons or Nascent Soul-level puppets, are of extraordinary significance to Tianqiao Sect. If I don't show off my extraordinary financial resources, the other party will simply ignore me.
Xue Qiaoyun is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and she has no control over such matters. If what she expected is correct, she will go find the real person in charge now.
In other words, Lin Xuan's smashing of these nine million crystal stones was just a piece of cake.
Although as the saying goes, wealth should not be revealed, but credibility is more important in doing business. Lin Xuan is not worried that Tianqiaomen will be detrimental to him.
What's more, his current cultivation level is comparable to that of a clutch. Even if he is at the other side's helm, he doesn't have to be afraid of anything.
Lin Xuan went to bed rest assured and boldly.
…
On the other side, looking at the figure in the formation, Tian Xiaojian was sweating profusely. Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't tell whether the other person was a human or a demon.
But one thing is for sure, this guy is unfathomable. Even though he was trapped in the magic circle, Tian Xiaojian did not dare to escape at all.
Compared with monks of the same level, Tian Xiaojian is scheming and has rich adventure experience. After a slight hesitation, he took a step forward and saluted the figure in the formation: "I'm sorry, junior, I broke in here unintentionally.
, I have disturbed the senior’s retreat, please forgive me.”
"Jingxiu, boy, you are really good at talking." The figure in the formation had a wave of eyes and giggled. Tian Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the other person was a woman, but soon, he was stunned again. The other person's
The voice actually became rough again, like a reckless man: "Do you think you broke in accidentally? No, I have tried my best to lure you here. It has been eight hundred years. Wangting Tower
, with your longevity, you must still be alive, hehehe..."
With the voice of a rough man claiming to be my palace, Tian Xiaojian couldn't help but feel horrified, and then frowned: "Wangting Tower, this name seems familiar, I think I have heard of it before..."
"I don't know your senior's surname?" he said cautiously.
"Feng Liang."
"Crazy mother?" Tian Xiaojian was stunned, this name was so strange.
"It's Feng Liang." Looking at Tian Xiaojian's expression, the guy who didn't know whether he was a human or a demon had a look of desolation on his face: "It seems you haven't heard of it. Hey, time goes by and the sea changes. It seems that
Eight hundred years is not a short period of time. Among the older generation of monks, as long as they have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, no one has heard of my name, but now, it seems that I have long been forgotten."
Tian Xiaojian frowned. The lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is only a thousand years. Even if they are geniuses, only a few can advance before the age of 300. After 800 years, unless they are cultivators in the separation and union stage, they will have long since turned into loess.