Chapter 417： Ziyang Taoist

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The middle-aged man walked quickly to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said respectfully, "Master Lu, this senior wants to book a third-order puppet beast." "I see, you two go down!"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded and let the two go down.

"Pin Dao Lu Yunpeng, Dao name Ziyang, dare to ask what your friends call you?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly, and said in a pleasant manner.

Wang Changsheng clenched his fists at Taoist Ziyang and said, "My surname is Wang, dare to ask fellow Daoist Lu, how many spirit stones does a low-level third-rank puppet beast take? How long does it take to refine it?"

"Seven hundred thousand! It will take five years to complete at the earliest. What type of third-order puppet beast does Wang Daoyou want?"

Wang Changsheng frowned. Before he spoke, he knew that the third-order puppet beast was expensive, but he never expected that a third-order low-grade puppet beast would cost 700,000 spirit stones.

Based on his experience in refining puppet beasts, the selling price of puppet beasts is usually more than twice the cost. If he guessed correctly, it would cost at least 300,000 spirit stones to refine third-order puppet beasts.

Daoist Ziyang smiled slightly and explained: "The refining of third-order puppet beasts is more difficult and requires a lot of materials, 700,000 spirit stones are not expensive, if you really want to book, 650,000 spirit stones, this It's the best price."

"Forget it, it's too expensive. There are 650,000 spirit stones. I'd rather buy a magic weapon."

"The defensive power of the third-order puppet beast is no worse than that of the first-order defensive magic weapon. The 650,000 spirit stones are not expensive. If you think it is too expensive, there are still nine palace puppets in this shop, and nine second-order high-grade puppet beasts, which can be simplified together. The version of the third-order formation is the nine palaces trapped in the spirit formation, and the monks below the third floor of the alchemy are trapped, and it is difficult to escape for a while, and there are 80,000 spirit stones."

Taoist Ziyang introduced enthusiastically.

Wang Changsheng was secretly surprised. It was the first time he had heard of the combination of puppet beasts and formations.

He naturally wouldn't take the initiative to admit that he couldn't take out the spirit stone. He shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist Lu. Wang has no interest in second-order puppet beasts."

Daoist Ziyang was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Daoist friend is here to participate in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference! Pindao and several Daoist friends held a small exchange meeting, is Daoyou Wang interested in participating?"

Most of the high-level monks who participated in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference participated in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference with the purpose of exchanging items. Some of the things that they could not use might be useful to others!

"Exchange meeting? Where is it? When?"

"Tomorrow night at You Shi, Guangyuan Residence, the whole Guangyuan Residence is covered by us. If you are interested, Daoyou Wang, don't be late."

"Certainly, Wang has something to do. Let's go ahead and be there on time tomorrow night."

Wang Changsheng agreed, turned around and went downstairs.

He visited all the big stores in Guangyuan City, and the dazzling array of products opened his eyes and gained a lot of knowledge.

The sky gradually darkened, and merchants took out lighting tools one after another. The monks on the street did not decrease but increased.

Wang Changsheng came to a huge bluestone square. There were many stalls in the square.

Naturally, these stalls wouldn't have anything good, but with the idea of ​​picking up leaks, Wang Changsheng still wandered around.

As he walked forward, his eyes quickly glanced at the things on the booth.

To be honest, there are many kinds of goods on the booth, including medicinal herbs, talismans, and magical instruments for sale, and there are even people selling second-order spirit beasts.

After reading a lot of things, Wang Changsheng didn't find any leaks.

Suddenly, a fierce quarrel came from a booth in front, and some monks who liked to watch the fun walked over quickly.

Wang Changsheng's expression changed, and he walked up quickly.

In front of a small booth, a man in a yellow robe with a pockmarked face and a girl in a blue skirt with a clear face are arguing about something.

The man in the yellow robe is in the stage of forming an elixir, and the girl in the blue skirt is in the stage of establishing the foundation.

"Senior, there is a first come, first come first in everything! This treasure remnant picture is obviously seen by the junior, and he is ready to pay. You suddenly intervene, this is not appropriate!"

The girl in the blue dress frowned and said, without a trace of fear on her face.

The man in the yellow robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt and said coldly, "You haven't paid yet, so why can't I buy it? I want this remnant picture of the treasure, one hundred spirit stones."

He took out a middle-grade spirit stone and threw it to the stall owner.

The stall owner naturally did not dare to offend the cultivator Jiedan, and handed a yellow rag two feet long and wide to the man in yellow robe.

At this moment, a hoarse female voice sounded: "Wait a minute, Huang Fugui, you are getting more and more courageous, and you are bullying your old granddaughter."

An old golden-robed woman with a wrinkled face and a golden snake-headed cane walked out from the crowd.

The powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the golden-robed old woman was clearly a fifth-layer cultivator.

To everyone's surprise, the aggressive Huang Fugui saw the golden-robed old woman, like a mouse meeting a cat, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be Mrs. Jin, the old man said! This girl looks so familiar."

Saying so, he grabbed the yellow rag and stuffed it into his arms.

"Wait, Huang Mazi, take out that so-called remnant picture of the treasure, and let the old man take a look."

The golden-robed old woman's tone was flat and full of irresistible meaning.

Hearing this, Huang Mazi looked hesitant.

"What? Jute? The old man's words don't work?"

The golden-robed old woman's tone turned cold, and a powerful spiritual pressure rushed out of her body.

Huang Mazi's face changed, and he hurriedly took out the yellow rag and handed it to the old woman in golden robe, not caring about his face at all.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng chuckled lightly.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time he has seen Huang Fugui. After so many years Huang Fugui is still the same, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

The old woman in the golden robe checked the yellow rags carefully, and did not see anything unusual, and returned it to Huang Fugui, saying: "It's just a magic weapon, just a piece of rag, I dare to say that it is a treasure remnant picture, and I will return it to you. ."

After all, Huang Fugui is a cultivator of Pill Formation, and it is not worth it to fight against Huang Fugui for a so-called hidden treasure.

Huang Fugui smiled shyly, put away the yellow rags, and quickly squeezed into the crowd.

The old woman in the golden robe glared at the girl in the blue skirt and said, "Go back with me, you are getting more and more courageous."

The girl in the blue dress showed a bitter face and left with the old woman in the golden robe.

The onlookers saw this and dispersed one after another.

Wang Changsheng chuckled lightly and walked forward. He walked around the Qingshi Square, but did not find anything cheap.

He didn't care, and walked along the way he came. When he passed a certain restaurant, a familiar male voice suddenly entered his ear: "Friend Wang Dao, what a coincidence! The second floor."