Most of the people who make quotations have this kind of wealth. If you don't pretend to make a pretense and just make a quotation directly, you will be targeted by interested people. Are you not asking for trouble?
Lu Nan was determined and turned around to spread the cloth flat.
"I'll give you 620 spiritual stones!"
"630!"
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Listening to the quotes around him soaring at an extremely fast speed, Lu Nan's heart was beating wildly. He had never felt so rich.
Calm! Calm!
I'm a big boss, I can't get excited!
"1,300 spiritual stones!"
A hoarse voice came, causing the few quotation monks around to fall into silence.
"It would be great if this magical weapon was a sword!" A monk sighed.
Magical weapons also pay attention to a degree of fit. Some people like to use magic swords. If they buy a magic weapon that is not a magic sword, they will not be able to exert their corresponding strength. If the price is too high, the gain will not be worth the loss.
Lu Nan scanned around again, but still no one quoted, feeling a little disappointed.
"Fellow Taoist, this magical weapon is yours!"
"Thank you, fellow Taoist! I don't have that many spiritual stones, so I'll use small evil-proofing talismans and Qi-replenishing pills to convert them!"
Lu Nan nodded.
The two made the deal clear in person, and after Lu Nan handed the magical weapon to the other party, there was a small bag in his hand.
Then he walked directly behind him. As soon as he entered the path, he immediately used Qinggong and ran towards the distance.
He did not go directly to the yard, but made several rounds and took off his disguise halfway before returning from the backyard.
With his extraordinary hearing and perfect level Qinggong, unless those in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm can possibly catch up with him, other monks would probably be in trouble.
"It's probably not a magic weapon!"
Thinking so, Lu Nan packed up his things as quickly as possible and entered the cave.
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"650 low-grade spiritual stones! 50 small evil-proofing talismans, and 15 Qi-replenishing pills!"
This is what I gained from selling the magic weapon this time.
Lu Nan rubbed his hands and murmured: "It really happened this time!"
If he hadn't been afraid of death, he would really have been grateful for the strangeness of this lockdown.
In ordinary times, where can such good things happen?
Lunan calmed down to prevent himself from getting carried away.
After this period of practice, the proficiency level of Qingfeng Gong has passed half. Judging from the current resources, it should not take long to pass the mastery stage and reach great success.
There are also realms.
The proficiency level of Qingfeng Kung combined with the Spirit Recovery Pill allowed his proficiency to increase extremely quickly.
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In the evening, Lu Nan finished practicing his exercises and walked towards the room where Mo Dog was placed.
Before I even stepped into it, I heard a series of deep roars, and seven black-inked dogs walked back and forth, full of anxiety, and it was more obvious than before.
"Is the weirdness getting closer?"
Lu Nan didn't know how Mo Dog sensed it, but even if he guessed wrong, it didn't matter.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
He carefully returned to the ground. Seeing that the sky was starting to get darker, he changed into another set of clothes, opened the courtyard door and walked out.
"Friend Lu, do you know that something happened over there in Fangshi today?" Jiang Cheng was repairing the yard, and it looked like it was already in full repair.
Zhang Tao was standing next to him with a basin in hand. When he saw Lu Nan, he said quickly.
"What's going on?" Lu Nan's heart sank slightly: Could it be that something strange has begun to appear?
Since the last serious attack on the human lamp, strange incidents in the village have rarely occurred, and the occasional one or two did not create any waves among the monks.
"No! Someone is selling magic weapons! It is said to be an abacus! Can you guess the transaction price?"
"How many?"
"1500 low-grade spiritual stones! Oh my god! If I had so many spiritual stones, I would definitely be promoted to the middle stage of Qi refining!" Zhang Tao's eyes were glowing green.
Many people knew that monk Abacus came to trouble Lu Nan, but Zhang Tao was not included.
Damn 1500!
It’s obviously 1300!
There were obviously some minor flaws in the news, but Lu Nan had no intention of correcting it and said with emotion: "It's so rich!"
"Yes! It would be great if it were mine!"
Lu Nan smiled and said: "Young Daoist Zhang, you should be more open-minded. That magic weapon is stained with the blood of many people!"
With that said, he turned and walked away.
After arriving at Fangshi, Lu Nan walked around and found 50 small evil-proof charms and 100 kilograms of fresh meat in his hand.
There wasn't much food on the market. Lu Nan guessed that a group of people had died before, resulting in a surplus of food. Then seeing the price of food skyrocketing, someone would sell some of it.
The spiritual stones I obtained from selling the magical artifacts were spent at 7,788 yuan, and only 140 yuan was left.
He won't touch the money for the time being, keeping it for later use.
As for the small evil-proofing talisman, it is the best talisman to deal with the weird. It is much more useful than many spells. Now that something weird is coming, it is definitely safe to buy more talismans.
Your own life is the most important!
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Lu Nan did not go through the front door, but quietly slipped into the yard through the backyard.
Normally, it would be difficult to do this, but now the fog is shrouded, and if they were not very close, they would not be able to see the figures clearly.
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There is plenty of food left at home, and I feel a lot more peaceful.
In the next two days, Lu Nan dug out the traps that the old monk had buried in the yard.
This time I was prepared, and spent a few low-grade spiritual stones to buy a batch of fine steel long swords from the market, and then inserted them upside down at the bottom of the pit.
Viewed from above, the sword tip has a cold light, and the sword tip also glows with some bright colors.
This is a venom bought from an old monk's stall. It is said to come from the venom sac of a quasi-spiritual beast called the white-lined snake. It is quite terrifying. After ordinary monks are poisoned, they will be paralyzed in a very short period of time and their movements will be sluggish.
“I don’t know how effective it will be!”
Lu Nan didn't know how trustworthy the stall owner's words were. What he said from the buyer's mouth was 50% effective and 99% effective.
If these venoms weren't expensive, he really wouldn't buy them.
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Time passes bit by bit.
In the cave, the fog continued to spread and became heavier and heavier.
The restless black dogs in the house began to feel lost, and one or two dogs simply walked around in circles.
The mist rolled in, and a figure walked closer, looked at it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.
"The range is much larger! At least close to twice as much as before starting. Unfortunately, the concentration is somewhat lacking!"
The longest spreading line of the underground cave is more than a thousand meters, and the skilled level of small mist technique can cover half of the distance.
Maybe it will fall back a bit in open areas, but it shouldn't be too different. There are still some three to four hundred meters in diameter.
"The closer you get to the midpoint of casting the spell, the thicker the fog will be! The further out you go, the thinner it will be!"
This is a bad shortcoming, as it undoubtedly points the enemy in the direction of getting out of the fog.
However, there is nothing we can do about it. If there was no such flaw, it would probably not be a small mist spell, but a mist spell, or even a big fog spell!