In early spring, the breeze blows.
Blowing up Yemeng's clothes, she has a charming face and smiling eyes, like pink peach blossoms.
There was no emotion or anger on Ouyang Ming's face. He swept back his long sleeves and grabbed the wooden box. He bent his index finger and lifted it up. With a slight exertion, the wooden box creaked and the thin lid on it was opened. A staff curved like an antler lay quietly among it. It was slightly yellow in color and only as thick as a big finger.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were focused and he stared suddenly.
As his thoughts condensed, a white light shone in the palm of his hand. This was the light of identification, and a clear set of data immediately appeared in his mind.
Item: Winter Staff
Level: first-grade magic weapon
Attributes: Tenacity +31, Strength +1 (Silver), Agility +1 (Silver), Durability 31
Skill: Winter Invasion (emits a cold mist that can freeze the air) and increases the power of cold spells by 10%
Ouyang Ming had a strange expression on his face and coughed slightly, as if he was in trouble. His throat moved slightly, but he stopped talking.
Ye Meng was sweet-hearted, rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "What do you say, fellow Taoist Yu, but it doesn't matter. Let's open the door for business. Whatever we say or do, as long as it's reasonable, it's easy to discuss."
"Well, um... the quality of this staff!" Ouyang Ming hesitated.
Ye Meng's face lit up, "knowing" what he was worried about, and said in a warm voice: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, this 10% increase in the power of cold spells cannot be faked. Although the 10% increase in spell power sounds exaggerated. , but it has been through the hands of Mr. Ge, and there is absolutely no mistake. "In her heart, this is already a heaven-defying attribute, 10%.
Hearing this answer, Ouyang Ming's expression became even more strange.
Seeing the expression on Ouyang Ming's face, Ye Meng said, "Fellow Taoist Yu, this staff has powerful attributes and is extremely cost-effective. It's rare!" Although the voice was plain, it was full of emotion. It has a touch of bewitching meaning.
Ouyang Ming felt extremely weird. In his mind, the properties of this staff were extremely poor.
Especially compared to the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter, they are completely different. One is like stars, and the other is like gravel.
But in Ye Meng's mouth, he was highly praised, which made him extremely uncomfortable. A thought suddenly popped up in my mind, could it be that in the spiritual world, the quality of magic wands is so poor
He twitched the corners of his mouth upwards, cleared his throat, and said strangely: "Deacon Night, this... this staff skill does not match the technique I am practicing. Are there any others?" As he said this, on his fingertips There was also a wisp of dim flame.
Ye Meng showed a pityful expression and said softly: "No wonder Fellow Taoist Yu doesn't like the Winter Staff. It turns out that its own attributes are inconsistent." She found another explanation in her heart that she thought was reasonable.
Ouyang Ming wanted to tell her that it was not a matter of attributes, it was because the quality of the staff was too poor to fit his eyes, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.
Put the staff into the wooden box and carefully hand it to the maid.
After a moment of silence, Ye Meng's hot and sexy lips parted, she licked her hair beside her ears, and asked, "Do you think the scenery at the bottom of the mountain is the same as the scenery at the top?" When she said this, there was something invisible in her eyes. There was a flash of confusion in this place.
"What?" Ouyang Ming couldn't keep up with the beautiful deacon's thoughts, but he still thought seriously for a while and replied: "At the foot of the mountain, you can see the gurgling stream, you can see the majestic mountains, you can see the grass and trees bending down; and at the top of the mountain, you can stand tall. , naturally you can see farther, your horizons are wider, and you can see more things. You can see the mountains spreading away, but when you look up and see the whole sky, the scenery is naturally different. "
Ye Meng showed an expression that was indeed true.
But at this moment, Ouyang Ming's gentle voice sounded again: "Of course, one person stands at the top of the mountain and the other person stands at the foot of the mountain, looking at each other at the same time, they are both equally insignificant."
The sound was like thunder on a clear day, exploding in Ye Meng's ears.
It gave her a feeling of parting through the clouds and seeing the blue sky, her eyes were extremely bright, she cupped her fists slightly and bowed, and responded: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Yu, for your enlightenment!"
Soon, the maid brought another wooden box. The wooden box was ancient and had been in existence for at least hundreds of years. There was still a thin crack on it, giving it a heavy feeling.
Ye Meng saw that Ouyang Ming's expression became a little softer. Her life experience could not be described as bumpy, nor could it be described as smooth sailing. Although it was ups and downs, she knew people as well as pills, and was extremely accurate. With the help of noble people, I survived. But she has always believed that some people are born to stand on the top of a mountain, overlooking the earth, while some people can only stand at the foot of the mountain for the rest of their lives no matter how hard they try. How can a floating person transform into a Kunpeng? This is the question. After hearing Ouyang Ming's answer, he suddenly became enlightened, as if he had been enlightened.
He even smiled a little softly and handed the wooden box over with both hands.
The wooden box was opened, and a breath of vicissitudes of life rippled in the attic.
When Ouyang Ming had a slight thought and inserted his mental power directly into the staff, his expression became even weirder, and his eyebrows were furrowed together.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Deacon Ye, this staff..."
Ye Meng showed another "I understand" expression and introduced: "Brother Yu, this staff is called Liehuo Hanchan. Although it has the word "han" in it, its attribute is fire. Although the spell increase is only 8%, But it’s rare. The key is that the quality has reached the fifth level of the magic weapon. Brother Yu, you can’t miss it!” The title changed from the previous Taoist Fellow Yu to the current Brother Yu. It is conceivable that she has already regarded Ouyang Ming as him. A suitable friend.
Ouyang Ming clenched his chin, shook his head and said, "Deacon Night, this attribute is still not to my liking. Is there any magic that increases the magic power by more than 20%?"
Listening to these words, Ye Mengqiao was speechless and had only one thought in his mind.
Did he come here to taunt me on purpose? Spell power increased by 20%? Want more? How can this be
Ye Meng stared at his face, trying to understand what he was thinking. His face was very clean, with no stubble, and he was half sincere and half doubtful. He seemed to really want to buy such a staff.
After watching it for a while, she became discouraged.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Yu, with a 20% magic increase, a staff of this level is extremely rare in the entire spiritual world. Although the Seven Star Sect is the first sect in Zhangzhou, it does not have treasures of this level."
Only then did Ouyang Ming understand how precious the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter was.
Previously, he thought that the 50% increase in spell power was just incidental. It wasn't until he saw these two staffs and heard Ye Meng's answer that he realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was. At the same time, a strong bad taste arose in his heart. What would Ye Meng think if he knew that the magic power of the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer he had refined could be increased by fifty percent? I'm afraid you'll be so surprised that you can't even speak, right
But he just thought about this kind of thing, but he replied with a smile on his face: "Deacon Ye, I wonder how many contribution points the Lieyan Hancicada needs?"
"Ten thousand contribution points, the little girl took it upon herself to give you a 10% discount. No matter how much it is, it will be no less." Ye Meng's expression was sincere, and the 10% discount was indeed her limit.
"Thank you, Deacon Night." Ouyang Ming slightly cupped his hands. But he secretly calculated in his heart that this Ten Thousand Spiritual Stone is equivalent to the value of a white volcanic stone. He rubbed his chin with his fingers, thought for a moment, and then asked: "How much does it cost to pay with spiritual stones?"
Ye Meng silently calculated in his mind for a moment, then said directly: "Two hundred thousand spirit stones!" The price was not cheap, it was already more than a quarter of an intermediate flying carpet.
Ouyang Ming nodded without saying anything. He flipped his wrist and when it fell, he took out many precious spiritual herbs from the space bag and said, "Did Brother Ling say you can barter here?"
"Yes!" Ye Meng nodded lightly, and with a quickness in his hands and feet, he took the elixir and began to count.
These elixirs were picked from the secret realm arranged by Xu Junqing. The ones with the least years are thousands of years old and are extremely valuable.
After a stick of incense, everything settled.
Ouyang Ming put the Liehuo Hancicada into the wooden box and gently put it into the space bag.
Climbing the stairs, we came to the hall.
Ling Yue and Guanyue are in the period of passionate love. As long as the other person is around, they will never feel bored no matter how long they stay.
When Ouyang Ming came down, they were wandering in the hall. After seeing Ouyang Ming, they walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, have you got it?"
"Yeah." He nodded slightly and raised his fingers in a victory gesture.
Guanyue was like a cat whose curiosity was aroused. She lowered her voice and said, "I haven't seen this thing before!" The thing she was talking about was naturally a magic staff.
"I'll be back in a while. You can watch as long as you want." Ouyang Ming said with a surprised smile.
"Really?" She blinked, looking very cute.
Ling Yue just looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of admiration. He was extremely fascinated by Guanyue's playfulness only in her teenage years.
"Go back quickly and celebrate together for winning the place to enter the Great Ruins." Guanyue said loudly. Seeing someone looking over, she quickly covered her mouth and turned her eyes around twice, urging them to leave quickly.
After the two left, Night Dream in the Accord on the second floor.
He stroked his chin with his fingers and thought to himself, he is really an interesting person. It is not easy for people to get the quota to enter the Great Market.
Moreover, you are still a spell caster, but you don’t even know a bit of common sense about spell casters. What kind of person are you
She was like a curious fox, wanting to find out.
It was already evening when we returned to Juejian Peak. The early spring sunshine was warm but not too hot.
Ouyang Ming took out the Liehuo Hanchan and looked at it carefully.
The staff is only three feet long, curved like antlers, with three gray cracks intertwined and spreading, especially at the top of the staff, where a walnut-sized spiritual beast core is embedded in the staff, although Ouyang Ming is not very satisfied with the attributes. , but I am still very satisfied with the overall craftsmanship of this staff.
His thoughts moved slightly, and golden spiritual power poured into the staff like a tide. He was observing the structure of the staff. Once he understood it, he could forge it himself. Although the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter could cast spells, to be honest, Ouyang Ming was confused as to why this happened.
This was the main purpose of buying the staff, which was to... steal the master!