On the second floor, Qimulin discovered many precious mysterious skills, including nine-level mysterious skills, and even several local-level mysterious skills. There are also some items that cannot be named after the Qimulin, but these things are priced
It is extremely expensive, and things that can be placed with earth-level mysterious skills are absolutely extraordinary.
"Sir, can this painting be cheaper?"
Just when Qi Mulin was dazzled, a voice suddenly came from beside him, which made Qi Mulin look sideways. What Qi Mulin didn't expect was that the person who spoke was actually the young master of the Mercenary Hall, and this person with extraordinary identities
I actually fell in love with a landscape painting.
The drizzle drifts in the painting, and the stream flows slowly, as if you can still hear the sound of flowing water, like singing beautifully. On both sides of the stream, green leaves fall from willow branches that swing in the wind, two or three above the willow trees
A yellow oriole sings.
The drizzle blocked the view from the distance, and could only see blurry shadows in the distance. The mountains and cliffs were full of mist, making people unable to peek at the front, but they also had the idea of exploring the truth...
Qi Mulin looked at this vivid landscape painting, as if she was in an immersive paradise, far away from secular disputes, lived a peaceful life every day, looked at the various aspects of life, and planned to change the stars...
..
Qi Mulin sighed in his heart that the person who painted this painting must be a peerless master, and he has a very high level of attainment in painting. He can make the person who sees the painting look like he is in the scene, and can make the person who sees the painting understand the painting.
Although the meaning of the middle is just a landscape painting, it contains the artistic conception of looking down at the common people.
Qi Mulin's heart was very moved. This painting could calm down by looking at it. If you keep this word by your side, it will be of great help to his mood. The path of cultivation is not only hard work, but also in a special environment.
With a special state of mind, it will have a significant effect on Zeng Qiang's strength.
However, when I saw the price tag below the painting, Qi Mulin laughed and cried. Although this painting is not simple, it cannot be worth 30 million gold coins. Many people have paid attention to this painting and understand the preciousness of this painting.
However, this price blocks the threshold for most people.
At this time, the young master of the Mercenary Hall was still talking about the price with the seller, but you can tell from the expressions of the two that it was obvious that there was no agreement.
"Young Master Wenzhang, I won't be less expensive." The seller shook his head and said.
Qi Mulin looked at it, and her heart was slightly moved. It seemed that the young master of the Mercenary Hall was named Wen Zhang. Qi Mulin's mouth was slightly raised. Don't you Wen Zhang have an identity? Even in this 10,000-money Chamber of Commerce
Most people in the building still nodded and bowed to you, this time I’ve encountered a stern.
"well!"
Wen Zhang sighed, with regret in his voice. Thirty million gold coins are not a small amount, and it is a money that cannot be ignored for any force. Although Wen Zhang has some value and some gold coins in his hand, it is far from this.
The price of the painting was still much less. Seeing that the painter was unwilling to sell it, Wen Zhang had to give up.
"I want this painting!"
Just as Wen Zhang was about to leave, a dull voice sounded, and Qi Mulin raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, someone actually spent tens of millions of gold coins to buy this painting. Looking in the sound, he saw a short one.
The middle-aged man was walking over. The man had a dark face and his hair was upside down like a steel needle. He moved with a tiger-back and bear-back waist. Coupled with the middle-aged man's appearance, he looked a bit funny.
As soon as he saw this person, Wen Zhang's face changed slightly. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "Master Zhou, I didn't expect to see you here."
Qi Mulin looked at the Zhou army in Wen Zhang's mouth carefully, but focused his attention on the discussion among the crowd around him, and also received some useful information. The person's name was Zhou Tong, and he was a manager of the Mercenary Hall.
More importantly, this person was actually a heavenly mercenary, and he was extremely powerful, otherwise Wen Zhang would not have used respect for him.
Although this person seemed arrogant, he smiled at Wen Zhang and was polite: "I didn't expect that the young master is here."
Zhou Tong smiled and looked good, but Qi Mulin muttered in her heart that Wen Zhang was obviously talking to the person who sells paintings, and then you, Zhou Tong, now you said, 'You are too.
Here's it, the relationship between these two is not like this.
"Master Zhou, this painting is not cheap, you..." Wen Zhang said.
"Haha, this painting is indeed very expensive. Even I can't take out so many gold coins for a while, but I think I can use other items instead?" When Zhou finished speaking, his eyes turned to the person selling paintings, and his eyes flashed in his eyes.
An inexplicable smile.
What happened here quickly attracted most people on the second floor. In just a moment, many people gathered, surrounded Wen Zhang and Zhou Tong and talked in a low voice. Of course, the most people were sighing.
Although everyone saw the extraordinaryness of the landscape painting, no one could see through the mystery of it.
Being surrounded by so many people, the people selling paintings were also laughing and crying. If these people were here to buy things, it would be better, but this was not the case.
"I'm sorry, Lord Zhou, can't I sell this painting to you?" Although I felt bitter in my heart, the painter sold the painting only said with a thorn in his mouth.
Hearing this, Zhou Tong was stunned, then his eyes narrowed, and Wen Zhang was also confused by the words of the painter. He had just negotiated the price with this person, but now he doesn't sell it, and he is invisible to be the general.
Zhou Tong's face was wiped out, which was also a very happy thing for Wen Zhang.
Wen Zhang was happy, but he couldn't see anything on his face, and he even had a frown and displeased expression.
“Why?”
Zhou Tong asked, and at the same time, an invisible pressure emanated from this person, making Qi Mulin breathe tight. Qi Mulin was shocked and quickly circulated the mysterious energy in her body to resist the pressure. Her understanding of Zhou Tong was in her heart.
Go to another level.
While resisting, Qi Mulin also felt the reduction of this pressure, and understood that the object of oppression this week was not himself, so he still couldn't feel that it was amazing now, but looking at the person selling paintings was different, not only his body
He was much hunched over, his forehead was covered with sweat, and a layer of red mysterious aura appeared on his body, resisting Zhou Tong's oppression like the flag forest.
Buzz!
A light buzzing sounded, and then everyone was shocked to see that the hunched body of the man selling the painting suddenly became as straight as a tree, while Zhou Tong's body took a few steps back, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he tightly pressed the pair tightly.
The landscape painting stared at it, as if he wanted to see through something.
Qi Mulin was also stunned. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, Qi Mulin wouldn't believe it. Just now, a soft sound suddenly came from the painting. However, it was this soft sound that made the extremely powerful Zhou Tong take a few steps back, and
Bounce back all the pressure it emits.
"Sir Zhou, you have also seen it. This painting did not choose you."
The words of the painter awakened everyone, and they focused their eyes on the former, and the Qimulin was no exception. They all thought about the origin of this painting, and the meaning of this painting just now was like this painting.
Thoughts? Can you choose who to buy yourself.
Being stared at by everyone, the person selling the paintings was also numb and understood that if he didn't speak clearly today, there would be countless troubles. He sighed inwardly and said, "This painting was delivered by a senior not long ago.
I asked me to sell it, but there were many requirements. People over twenty-four years old cannot sell it, women cannot sell it, and Yu Xuan's strength or above cannot sell it..."