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Five hundred and seventy-nine expensive

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Wang Meng and Wan'er came to the Ling Yuhui. In the whole Wangcheng, the most magnificent place was the Ling Yuhui's headquarters. Who made Wangcheng rely on this to make a fortune.

Here, noisy hawking sounds can be heard in the ears, like a busy market. After all, ordinary people cannot compare with the four major families. The true essence beasts of the big families have fixed channels to disappear all over the dynasty, and their quality

The level is also high.

The ones sold here are all True Essence Beasts with weak qualifications below rank three.

Obviously, in the Zhongqian World, to be precise, this plane still relies heavily on the True Essence Beast. Wang Meng, who likes personal cultivation, is not actually interested in this.

But now he probably still needs the True Essence Beast to solve the problem of his missing five elements.

"Master, this young master, one look at your wisdom and prowess, I know that you are a man of discernment. You don't need to look at this inferior product. I have good products here. Are you interested, master?"

Wang Meng and Wan'er were stared at as soon as they came in. They were gorgeously dressed, pale-faced, and accompanied by a pretty little maid. Everyone knew that the enemy was at their door.

"Oh, I want a fire-attributed True Essence Beast. Do you have one here?"

"Young master, you are really under pressure. Just meet me and I have three buck teeth. I just got a level three top grade flame horse here. It will be absolutely handsome with your noble status."

Buck Teeth Three showed two buck teeth and smiled.

"Oh, really, show me."

"Inside please."

In front of Wang Meng and Wan'er was a flaming horse. It was really tall and mighty. Among other things, riding such a horse to pick up girls was quite cool.

"How about it? You're handsome. We are destined. We were originally one hundred and twenty, but now we put it all together. I only need one hundred coins, and you can take it!" Buck Teeth San said cheerfully.

"Master, this horse is not good, the flames are leaking out. Moreover, it is of low quality and only superficial."

Wan'er said hesitantly.

"Little girl, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. This horse was caught with great difficulty in the Taibai Mountains. We lost two people!"

Buck Teeth San snorted coldly.

"What a good horse. It's a pity that I don't have enough money."

"How many do you have?"

"I only have one hundred copper coins." Wang Meng shrugged helplessly.

"What, you bastard, you are cheating me, get out of here, get out of here!"

Buck Teeth San is furious. Damn, he’s just a show-off guy, a waste of my time.

Wang Meng and Wan'er were kicked out, "Master... if you like..."

Wang Meng smiled and said, "That's just a bad horse. It's a little magic trick with some fire. It's only worth a hundred copper coins."

Bucktooth San took the saddle and put it away, and the flames disappeared immediately. He kept muttering that it was a waste of real energy.

There was a fire spell attached to the saddle to create such an effect. It was really a trick to deceive Wang Meng.

Wang Meng walked around and found that most of the True Essence Beasts here were beautiful and fun. What he needed was the relatively pure fire of the Five Elements, and I'm afraid he had to get it himself.

Wan'er is still a child at heart, so she rarely gets to play so relaxedly, touching this and that.

Wang Meng smiled knowingly, let her play there, and entered the Soul Taming Club himself.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The deacon of the Soul Controlling Association knows how to look at people very well. One look at this guy's clothes. He looks like he's just a rich and stupid man.

"I want to buy some demon binding rope, preferably of level three or above."

"Sir, that's called the Immortal Binding Rope. We can only buy it here. Please come inside to invite your distinguished guests."

The deacon immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

Wang Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seems that there is a monopoly everywhere, which is called a bundle of immortals.

"Dear guest, how much do you want? If it's more, I can give you a favorable discount!"

The deacon who received Wang Meng was in his thirties, felt more comfortable, and had a better attitude...,

"One hundred coins in a bundle."

Immediately, Master Wang was stunned. He knew that a bundle here only meant twelve sticks and one hundred dollars. Wang Meng still had some, but it was really not much. Throw away those damn underwear and so on. Wang Rencai really didn’t give it.

He didn't want to be so depressed that he had to borrow money from the Jiang family.

"Ahem, that's it. Where's the ordinary demon binding rope?"

"This is cheap, one hundred copper coins is enough. How much do you want?" The deacon was quite polite, "Actually, if you need a high-grade True Essence Beast, you'd better buy it directly. In addition to tying the Immortal Rope, catching the True Essence Beast also requires quite a bit of effort.

Techniques sometimes require the coordination of human hands and instruments.”

The young deacon said earnestly.

Wang Meng couldn't help but laugh, "Aren't you afraid of being fired by the chairman if you do this business?"

The deacon scratched his head and said, "Don't let the president know, he will scold me."

"My name is Wang Meng, and I'm new to your land."

"My name is Su Xueyou, a deacon of the Soul Controlling Association, and also a quasi-third-grade true essence beast master."

"Thank you, Brother Su, please give me ten bundles of demon ropes."

"Okay, no problem, I'll give Brother Wang a 20% discount."

"Thank you."

"Why are you so polite? I am a guest from afar... There is something I don't know whether to say or not."

"To be honest, Brother Su is my first friend here. If you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

"Ahem, Brother Wang, I think you seem to be a little weak. It's actually very dangerous to catch the True Essence Beast. The True Essence Beast can easily go berserk. If you're not in a hurry, I'll be conducting an advanced test in two days. Brother Wang, you can follow me.

I’ll go with you, and with me taking care of you, you’ll still be safe if you’re below level three.”

Jacky Su said.

"Haha, Brother Su, you may have been scolded by the president for your character, but he didn't fire you?"

Wang Meng could see that the master in front of him was naturally enthusiastic and helpful.

Su Xueyou scratched his head in embarrassment, looked around and said quietly, "The president is my uncle. He likes to scold me since I was a child. I'm used to it."

"Haha, no wonder. Thank you, Brother Su. In fact, I'm just practicing casually, so I won't bother you."

Wang Meng took the demon-binding rope. The demon-binding formation inside was indeed a bit weak and couldn't restrain it.

It looks like it's going to take a bit of work.

As soon as she went out, Wan'er was looking around anxiously when she saw Wang Meng and ran over quickly.

"I'm sorry, young master, it's just me being playful."

"Haha, no matter what your business is, I went to buy something and I'm done with it now."

Wang Meng subconsciously touched Wan'er's head. He had often touched Cheng Cheng's before. He specifically did not see her when he left. This little girl was too dusty and was indeed an obstacle to ascension in the Small Thousand Realm.

"Master, can I ask you what you bought?" Wan'er lowered her head and said.

Wang Meng was stunned. He smiled and said, "Okay, I bought a demon rope and I want to catch some true beasts when I have time."

"I'm sorry, I..." Wan'er's eyes were red.

"Silly girl, what's the matter? Just tell her what she wants to know. Don't cry, you won't be pretty if you cry."

Zhenren Wang thought it was normal. If the Jiang family felt relieved when they learned that someone with his own experience was here, it would be called a ghost.

After practicing the Life Wheel to the third level, you can do many things. After returning to the house, Wang Meng took out the demon binding rope and studied it. The next step was to have a big fight.

The next day, Wang Meng went out early in the morning and was familiar with the situation in Wangcheng. The bundle of demon ropes was obviously not enough. In fact, the bundle of fairy ropes was not enough. What Wang Meng needed was a high-grade pure Five Elements True Essence Beast. If he bought

If so, one person can make him bankrupt, but he still has to make enough food and clothing by himself.

Shenqi Pavilion Wangcheng Branch.

Although the location of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion is not as grand as the Spirit Taming Club, its details exude a majestic atmosphere, and it is worthy of the word "artifact".

Competition among the three major alliances is everywhere, but Wangcheng is, after all, the home ground of the Soul Taming Association...,

In Wangcheng, the Artifact Pavilion is the main source of all kinds of equipment for the monks. In addition, there are more than a dozen weapon-making masters stationed in the Artifact Pavilion, providing various services such as equipment customization, repair, and adding spells to the equipment.

Perhaps Wang Meng left home too early, and Wan'er, who was responsible for "monitoring" him, did not show up, so at this time, Wang Meng was at ease alone.

Arriving at the Artifact Pavilion, a disciple of the Artifact Pavilion wearing a deacon's uniform came up to him, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Wang Meng took out a demon-binding rope and smiled: "I need to make a batch of these demon-binding ropes again. Is it inconvenient?"

The Artifact Pavilion is mainly responsible for selling all kinds of magic weapons, and also helps some people with high needs to customize them. Of course, the fees are also quite astonishing.

In the Artifact Pavilion, buying is "cheap", customization is luxury, and only nobles can afford it.

I have to say that Wang Zhenren’s outfit still helped.

It’s just that the deacon disciple looked at the demon-binding rope in Wang Meng’s hand and was a little confused. This is the most common and cheapest demon-binding rope... Alas, these rich people like this and find reasons to spend money.

"How much do you want to practice?"

"Oh, twelve bundles."

"Twelve bundles?"

The disciples of the Artifact Pavilion were having fun, and the God of Wealth came to their door, "No problem, what level of artifact master do you need to refine it for you? The one to five level artifact masters in our Wangcheng branch are all top-notch."

"How much does this cost?"

"What level of True Essence beast do you want to capture?"

"Let's go from three to five."

"Haha, then I will recommend a fifth-grade artifact master to you. Each bundle will charge one thousand gold. If you buy twelve bundles, I can give you a discount."

The deacon’s smile was as bright as a lotus flower.

Only then did Wang Zhen realize that he had found the wrong place. It was better to buy it directly at this price. It was 12,000 yuan. This was simply a robbery and a discount. Now he was really afraid of hearing that it was 20% off.

Wang Meng thought he was a rich man at first, but now he realized that this talented man was still a pauper. It seemed that he had been purified and left home.

"Haha, you have come to the right guest when you come to our place. You see, re-refining the demon-binding rope, even if it is twelve bundles, also involves re-refining the demon-binding array. This is not an easy task. It requires a person.

The weapon refining master personally takes action and needs the help of more than a dozen assistants. Only our artifact pavilion can do it, and I guarantee it is much better than some tattered fairy rope, and it is definitely worth the money."

The deacon's disciple smiled, but he was muttering in his heart that this guy wasn't here to amuse him.

Wang Meng pondered for a moment, and at this moment, a loud voice came from behind: "Seventh Junior Brother, come over here, the Lingyuan Sword you refined last time was very good and has been sold. Go and clean up the warehouse.

Whatever this guest needs, let me serve it for you, don't keep the master waiting."

"Yes, senior brother." When the deacon disciple heard this, he beamed with joy and said, "This guest wants to re-forge twelve bundles of demon ropes."

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