"Not for sale!" Wang Baole felt unhappy in his heart. He was only ten and the other party was already nineteen. He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking that he had done everything by himself, he couldn't help but become arrogant again and turned around to continue leaving.
The young man Jin Duoming smiled as usual, and his confidence seemed to never fade away. At this moment, he looked at Wang Baole's turning and leaving figure and spoke lightly.
"A seventh-grade magic weapon, exchange it for a fragment, you... do you want to exchange it?" He said, took out a sword from the storage bracelet, put it aside, put his right hand on it, and looked Xiang Baole.
As soon as the sword came out, an astonishing evil spirit burst out from it in an instant, forming a black storm all around. While roaring in all directions, there were even faintly transformed objects in the storm. A huge black crocodile!
This black crocodile has ferocious scales all over its body. It opens its mouth wide and exposes its fangs. It looks up to the sky and lets out a silent roar. Its momentum is so strong that it shocks all directions and shocks the world!
The moment it appeared, the pressure was so great that the giant ape under Jin Duoming's chair trembled. He was so frightened that he knelt down and did not dare to move, even if the female disciples of True Breath were around him. , all of them were breathing unsteadily, and their faces were pale. It seemed that there was a power coming from this magic weapon that made their cultivation level stagnant.
At this moment, although the color of the sky and the earth did not change, the wind and clouds were rolling, and the dust around them spread outwards, drawing ripples on the sand.
Wang Baole's whole body seemed to be struck by thunder. He turned his head blankly and looked at Jin Duoming blankly, and then looked at the seventh-grade magic weapon sword that was pressed by his hand!
"You... what did you say?" Wang Baole stood there dumbly, uncertain and dazed, as if he had heard something wrong, and murmured a question.
"I said, I will give you this seventh-grade magic weapon in exchange for a fragment, do you want to exchange it?" Jin Duoming, who was sitting on the chair, said with a smile, confidence overflowing, and the female cultivators around him also looked as usual.
"Seventh-grade... Seventh-grade magic weapon, exchange for a fragment?" Looking at the reactions of the people around him, Wang Baole felt as if the world was in chaos, and even felt that he was a different kind, but even at this time, he was sure again Despite this, his mind still stirred up waves that he had never experienced before, and he even had a strong feeling of unreality.
In fact, as a magic weapon cultivator, he knows the magic weapon very well. The first and second levels are magic weapons, the third level, fourth level, fifth level and sixth level are called spiritual treasures. Only when you reach the seventh level... can you use the word "bing" and call it a magic weapon! !
As for any magic weapon, its power is earth-shattering, and its price is extremely expensive. To a certain extent, it has a price but no market. Without certain connections and connections, it is impossible to buy it!
Even if one occasionally appears at an auction, it is immediately snatched up. The price is so high that it is nothing if it reaches an astonishing sky-high price. People will even think that they are getting a big deal.
Even Wang Baole, a magic weapon cultivator, only glanced at the smoke formed by Zhou Dexi's magic weapons from a distance. As for the appearance of the magic weapons, he had never seen them before.
Even for the vast majority of magic weapon cultivators, refining a magic weapon with their own hands is their lifelong goal. At the same time, even for foundation-building monks, only those with extremely prominent family backgrounds and backgrounds can achieve this goal. Have your own magic weapon.
As for the True Breath... I am afraid that the only one in the entire federation who can produce magic weapons at this level is the young master of the March Group who has always been a prodigal.
This made Wang Baole even shocked and confused. The preciousness of magic weapons was really shocking to the world, but now... the other party just took it out like a cabbage and replaced it with a fragment...
In Wang Baole's opinion, this feeling is like when he was a child, walking on the street, someone drove a super car and insisted on changing the lollipop in his hand.
Even he felt that a supercar was not enough to express this level of outrageousness. He felt that a luxury airship might be about the same.
This feeling made Wang Baole completely confused. His breathing gradually became more and more rapid from stagnation, and his eyes began to light up. Jin Duoming smiled slightly, feeling proud in his heart, thinking, there is no me in this world. If you can't change something, this fat guy was so awesome before. Didn't he refuse to change it? I'll smash it with my magic weapon to see if you can change it!
In fact, he didn't find any fragments at all along the way. All the fragments were exchanged. At first, he used Lingbao to exchange for them. Now there is only one missing, so he simply used magic weapons. For him, If he doesn't have any magic weapons or anything like that, he can go home to his father and ask for them. Anyway, there will never be any shortage.
The people around him were obviously used to his young master's behavior and looked normal, especially the housekeeper-like female cultivator, who had a smile on her face. She felt that this time, her young master was finally... Not too willful.
"The young master has grown up. He actually didn't take out his eighth-grade magic weapon to exchange for fragments. He is really sensible!"
"Should I change it?" After waiting for a long time, he found that Wang Baole's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, but he didn't speak. So Jin Duoming was surprised, raised his eyebrows, and asked impatiently.
"Change!!!" Ignoring the impatience in the other party's tone, Wang Baole shouted immediately, took out a fragment and threw it quickly. He was extremely excited. Jin Duoming caught the fragment and looked at it. After looking at it, he threw the seventh-grade magic weapon in his hand to Wang Baole with great satisfaction.
The moment he held the sword of the seventh-grade magic weapon, Wang Baole's body shook wildly, and he felt an indescribable and shocking force, which was constantly erupting from the magic weapon, as if... what he was holding in his hand was not a magic weapon. It's not a soldier, but a crocodile with amazing strength.
It even made him feel as if he had become a mortal. No matter in terms of cultivation or strength, it was very difficult to control this magical weapon. At the same time, with his status as a military cultivator, he could immediately see that this magical weapon … It’s absolutely true, without any fraud! !
"Oh my God, I feel like I'm dreaming!!" Wang Baole was excited and quickly put the magic weapon into his storage bag, fearing that the rich man would regret it, but he obviously underestimated Jin Duoming.
When Wang Baole put away the magic weapon, Jin Duoming lay down in the chair, put on the toad mirror again, and waved to Wang Baole with satisfaction.
"Fellow Taoist, thank you very much."
Wang Baole raised his head and looked at the huge group of people who were about to leave. Especially when he heard that this rich man actually said thank you to him before leaving, he felt that his values had been messed up.
"How wasteful this is. You exchange magic weapons for fragments, and you still want to thank me..." Wang Baole was even more confused. He felt that poverty must have limited his imagination. He really couldn't deal with the inhumanity of the March Group. Understand their way of thinking.
But there is one thing Wang Baole is sure of, and that is... He doesn't feel the slightest bit unhappy in his heart right now, and he vaguely feels that it would be better if the other party still had a few fragments missing...
Even the sour feeling has completely dissipated. In his opinion, this guy should be able to gather the fragments of the foundation so quickly. If this person can't get them together, it will really be unreasonable and it will be struck by lightning. ah.
"I've learned a lot!" Wang Baole took deep breaths again and again. While sighing and feeling excited, he suddenly noticed that the chair Jin Duoming was lying on seemed to be originally being carried by two giant apes. It was not like it was now. It was carried by an ape.
Then an idea came to him, his eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly raised his hands and shouted.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, I have some good stuff here that you can't buy outside. It's a top-quality puppet that can help you lift your chair. It can also help you massage and squeeze your shoulders. It can also be used as a bodyguard. In short, as long as you buy a puppet, you can do anything." !" Wang Baole said, quickly patted the storage bag, and took out three puppets with a roar.
One is a beautiful woman, one is a strong man, and the other is a small King Kong Ape!
That beauty puppet is alluring and charming, with endless grace and picturesque features. When she appears, she looks like flowers in full bloom, which is thrilling.
The brawny puppet has a strong body, far beyond that of ordinary people. His eyes are ferocious and his aura is like a rainbow. Standing there can make people feel safe.
And the Diamond Ape Puppet is even more like this, like a hill, lifelike and extremely lifelike!
He didn't know the other person's taste, so he simply took out one of each type...
(End of chapter)