Chapter 1126： Guru Master is born

"The human magic is worth one or two yuan. The ranwen magic is worth two hundred and the heaven magic is tens of thousands."

Back at the inn, Qi Heng waved a human-level magical flying sword, flicked his fingers, and a smile floated on his face, "I want to earn Yuanye, it depends on these things."

"In this era, the way to distinguish the rank of magic weapon is to look at its power!"

Qi Heng picked up the Fei Fei Fei Sword, stretched out a finger, and knocked on the ridge of the sword. The runes are different. "

Runes are engraved in the magic weapon. The higher the rune, the more difficult the inscription is, and the more materials are consumed. The price of natural high-end magic weapon is even more expensive.

"Based on my previous life's knowledge, hasn't this kind of low-level magic weapon been readily available?"

Reaching out a hand, a touch of yellow light lingering around, revealing a huge flood furnace in the air.

"The earth furnace, get up!"

The yellow light shone, the huge flood furnace opened the furnace lid, and the endless radiance circulated around the furnace mouth.

"A magic weapon!"

With a wave of hands, dozens of low-level magic weapons purchased from the stalls continued to fall into the flood furnace.

"This kind of rough magic weapon is not only of impure material, but also the rune inscription is extremely rough! The earth melting furnace of that year was a great magic weapon specially used for making magic weapon!"

Unfortunately ... the realm is insufficient, and Qi Heng can only practice the Heavenly Order magic weapon at most now.

"The Celestial Talisman is worth more than RMB 12,000 yuan. A total of 65 Celestial Talismans have been trained, which is 625 thousand yuan. That is 65,000 kilograms. It should be enough to promote me to Vientiane.

Qi Heng smiled, hands were printed, and handprints were punched out. The earth furnace “buzzed” and trembled, the endless brilliance flowed, and the sixty-five magic handles were refined one by one.

"Photo!"

After rehearsing sixty-five magic weapons, Qi Heng stretched out his hand and streamers flew from the earth furnace.

Baoguangyingying, Ambilight, each magic weapon is exquisite and superb magic weapon.

"Good!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he collected all the magic weapons, Qi Heng smiled, "When I break through Vientiane, even the magic weapons of the earth fairy level can be refined! By then, it will be easier to make money!"

Qi Heng's heart also gave a little satisfaction. The earth melting furnace in this seat is the superb treasure-making power of the world.

Li Yu laughed and said nothing!

Boy, what is your peerless treasure-making supernatural power? This is all an illusion! This is only part of the system's functions, and all of them have not been fully opened, otherwise ... the Supreme Artifact will be refined for you!

"Now it's selling money!"

Stepping out of the inn, Qi Heng walked to the "Tianbao Pavilion" of Anjun Town.

"Tianbao Pavilion" was a royal property of the Daxia Dynasty. Any county in the world has such a Tianbao Pavilion.

Qi Heng's hand is naturally not a big deal. However, there are still many opportunities to deal with Tianbao Pavilion in the future. It is necessary to explore the road first.

"You want to sell magic?"

After entering the Tianbao Pavilion, Qi Heng Daoming came, a man in a silver robe frowned and looked at Qi Heng, "Guest, although it's a bit disrespectful to say that, we don't collect everything in the Tianbao Pavilion."

From the perspective of the man in silver robe, Qiheng, a monk in Zifu, is not from a famous family. It is amazing to have up to a level magic weapon.

A piece of ground magic, and even sold it to Tianbao Pavilion. Was it broken on that day?

"Not everything?"

Qi Heng raised his eyes and looked at the man in the silver robe, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This seat is not for sale!"

"Oh?"

In the end, the silver robe man was born in Tianbao Pavilion. Even if he has the idea of ​​"dog eyes look at people low," he still smiles. "Well ... please take out the magic weapon, and let's take a look at it!"

"Then it will open your eyes!"

Reaching out, a cold iron Fei Fei sword appeared in Qi Heng's hands.

"Huh? This is ..."

As a pilgrim in the Tianbao Pavilion, the man in the silver robe specializing in buying and selling magical spirits is naturally not without insight.

Seeing this fused iron flying sword in the hands of Qi Heng, he felt the sharp and icy cold on the edge of the blade, which shocked the man in the silver robe.

"This sword ..."

From the perspective of aura fluctuations, this flying sword is a sky-level flying sword. But ... no matter it is the material or the rune, it is much stronger than the Heaven-level Need for Flying Sword.

"Guest, can you let me look down?"

Seeing the flying sword taken out by Qi Heng, the man in the silver robe never had the slightest contempt, and the tone of speech was respectful.

"Let's see it!"

Qi Heng handed the flying sword in his hand.

"Thank you!"

The man in the silver robe took the flying sword and looked carefully in front of him. The more I look, the more I look, the more I look, the more stunned!

Such a pure material, such a fine rune, is perfect! Even the magical magic of the earth fairy, even the magical magic of the heavenly god, is not so perfect!

This kind of magic is actually used to make a heavenly order magic weapon? Who is this master, who is making such a joke?

As long as you say this, there are countless immortals, and you can send countless treasures. Please give him a refiner! Why should you waste time on the magic of heavenly order?

The young man in front of him can come up with this magic weapon, presumably ... he is the junior of the master of the refiner. This sword was made by the master for this boy.

"How's it going?"

Seeing that the man in the silver robe was holding the Fei Fei Fei Jian in a bun, Qi Heng quickly reminded him.

"Oh! Yes! Yes!"

The man in the silver robe returned to God, saluting Qi Heng with respectful expression, "Sir, this flying sword is truly amazing and perfect. But it is just a magic weapon in the sky. In the following ... at most, it can only come Thirty-two thousand yuan, you see ... "

"Thirty thousand?"

Qi Heng nodded, this price is much higher than his estimate of 10,000, there is no problem in the price.

"That line, I still have some here, I'll sell them to you!"

With a wave of his hand, Qi Heng released more than sixty heaven-level magic weapons.

"what?"

Seeing the magic weapon in that place, seeing each one is no worse than the Fei Fei Fei Sword in my hand ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The silver robe man has been stunned!

so much? There are so many? The Master of the Refiner ... How boring ... Oh, how busy is it to make so many garbage?

The master's skills are wasted on these things, it is simply a disgrace to the master's skills!

"Buy it! We bought it all!"

The man in the silver robe quickly put away the magic weapon of one place, and looked at Qi Heng with a smile on his face, "Sir, I wonder if you want Yuanye in kind or big Xia Yuan money?"

"All fluids."

Qi Heng originally needed Yuanli to upgrade and repair, naturally he would not want those wooden signs.

"Please wait!"

The man in the silver robe turned into the backyard. After a while, the man in the silver robe came out with a storage bag.

"Sir, this is your yuan fluid. A total of 195 thousand yuan fluid. You put away!"

The man in the silver robe respectfully handed the storage bag to Qi Heng. "Sir, Liu Yan is here, and the silver shirt for the Tianbao Pavilion is to be worshipped. If you have any needs in the future, please contact me anytime."

The descendant of a master of the refiner, but also a very caring one, as a tribute to Tianbao Pavilion, if you do n’t know how to make Qi Heng, then you do n’t have to confuse.

"Ok!"

Qi Heng took the storage bag and nodded slightly, "I'll say goodbye to money and goods!"

"You walk slowly!"

Liu Yan, a man in a silver robe, respectfully and respectfully sent Qi Heng out of Tianbao Pavilion.

"With these fluids, I can also be promoted to Vientiane!"

Stepping out of Tianbao Pavilion, Qi Heng smiled, but did not know that he was regarded as the junior of the master of the refiner.

Then ... trouble was born!

...

Today I will confiscate the student ’s mobile phone! If a student is reading my book, am I collecting it? Or do you accept it?

I am helpless too!