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Chapter 4 Black God Mantra (seeking support)

[An ordinary teacup has no value. 】

[A century-old mahogany table already has a bit of spirituality, and it can be turned into a demon after being cultivated for thousands of years. 】

……

Sitting on a chair and waiting, Fangzheng scanned the store.

Fangzheng checked the tables, teacups, and other items in the store, and even the people passing by from time to time.

Most of them are practitioners.

Ninth rank, cultivation base around eighth rank.

In Yongdu City, people with cultivation can be seen everywhere.

Ninth rank is just the lowest level of cultivators.

Refining and washing the marrow, the peak of most people may be the eighth grade.

If you enter the seventh rank, you will be regarded as the best.

……

After a stick of incense, the horse-faced man who had left before appeared with a cloth bag.

Fangzheng also stood up.

The horse-faced man stepped forward, put the cloth bag on the table, and handed Fang Zheng a piece of paper with the prices of various materials on it.

"Guest, everything you asked for is here. It's 35 taels in total. Just give 35 taels."

"35 taels..."

After receiving the list and looking at the price details, Fangzheng frowned.

The price was a bit higher than expected.

All his silver taels are no more than 20 taels.

Seeing Fangzheng frowning, the horse-faced man said: "Guest officer, this price is already the lowest, and the price of this store is absolutely undeniable."

"Can your store recycle things?" Fangzheng asked after pondering for a while, looking up at the man with the horse face.

"Of course, we can recycle items, but only valuable ones." The horse-faced man was stunned for a moment, then recovered his senses and said.

"Look how much this is worth."

Fangzheng took out a jade pendant from his pocket, and handed it to the horse-faced man.

[Century-year-old red jade has a touch of spirituality, wearing it can make people feel at ease and concentrate, and it also has the effect of dispelling evil spirits. 】

The information of the red jade pendant appeared in his eyes, and Fangzheng had already read it.

This red jade pendant is a family heirloom from the predecessor.

But now that Fangzheng is short of money, the family heirloom must be sold.

Qilin's true blood is too important. If it is made of these materials, if it can obliterate Wei Zhongxian's wisp of Yuanshen will, it will not be comparable to a ruby.

"Ok?"

Seeing the horse-faced man scrutinizing the ruby ​​pendant carefully, Fangzheng spoke.

"Yes, this piece of red jade should be good, but the specific value needs to be appraised by a professional appraiser in this store. If you give a specific price, if the guest officer doesn't mind, can you follow me upstairs?"

After examining the red jade pendant carefully, the horse-faced man looked at Fangzheng and said.

"Row."

"Lead the way." Fang Zheng nodded and picked up the cloth bag on the table.

The horse-faced man smiled, then turned and went upstairs.

……

In the room on the second floor, Fang Zheng was waiting for the appraiser with a red jade pendant.

"crunch~"

The door was pushed open, and a man in black clothes appeared in Fang Zheng's eyes, and behind him was the man with the horse face.

[Wu Hong, with eighth-rank strength, has a very vicious vision...]

When the man in black clothes entered the room, the words appeared in his eyes, and after glancing at the message, Fangzheng didn't care.

After standing up, the horse-faced man said, "Guest officer, this is our appraiser, Master Wu."

"Hello." Fangzheng nodded.

Master Wu nodded coldly, Fangzheng didn't talk nonsense, and handed over the centuries-old red jade pendant handed down from his family to the master in front of him.

After receiving the red jade pendant, Master Wu looked at it carefully.

As soon as the mana was activated, a faint red light suddenly rose from the red jade pendant.

"This jade has been around for a hundred years. Although it is just an ordinary red jade, it has absorbed spirituality, so it is not bad."

Looking at the glowing red jade pendant, Master Wu immediately spoke out about the red jade pendant.

"What price do you want to offer?" Looking at Fangzheng, Master Wu asked.

"150 taels of silver." Fangzheng opened his mouth and quoted the price.

Hearing the price, Master Wu shook his head, "Young man, although this jade pendant has a bit of spirituality, it is not worth 150 taels."

"How much does the master think is appropriate?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes. He naturally quoted a higher price for this price.

Ruby is not a very rare jade.

If it wasn't for a hundred years, and there is still a trace of spirituality, it is absolutely worthless.

"80 taels is suitable." Master Wu said, and with a bite of the dragon-slaying knife, he directly cut off nearly half of the price.

"80 taels!" Fangzheng's face darkened.

This price can directly be said to have hit the main artery.

"No, this is my family's ancient jade, 80 taels is too low." Fangzheng shook his head immediately.

Master Wu smiled and said: "Guest officer, our store recycles according to the market price. This price is already not low."

"80 taels is too low, at least 120 taels." Fang Zheng said.

"120 taels is not worth it, 85 taels." Master Wu shook his head and quoted a price again.

Fangzheng: "110 taels!"

"87!"

Fangzheng gritted his teeth: "100 taels!"

"88."

"..."

"90 taels, this is the highest price. If the customer officer is not satisfied, the store will not be able to take it back." Master Wu looked at Fangzheng and said.

"Sold." Fangzheng nodded.

"Deal." The horse-faced man nodded and smiled.

Master Wu followed and left the room.

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After deducting the silver taels purchased for materials, Fangzheng also earned 55 taels of silver.

After leaving the shop with the material bag and silver, Fangzheng rushed towards his home impatiently.

After walking through the bustling market, Fangzheng arrived at his home within a stick of incense.

His home is not far from the sky prison, and this house was built by his parents hard work.

Although it's not big, it's enough for him now alone.

Enter the house and light the lights.

Fang Zheng took the bag containing the materials and came to the side of the bed.

Open the bag and carefully take out the contents one by one.

Cinnabar, realgar powder, phosphorus bone, talisman paper and various special materials.

They were all taken out, and more than half of them were spread out on the bed.

Prepare two copies of each material.

With more than a dozen materials, what Fangzheng wants to do is a magic spell.

Black God spell.

Looking at the materials on the bed, Fangzheng got up and left the room again, and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he took out a stone pot, a stone pestle and a bowl from the kitchen.

Putting it aside, Fangzheng carefully put each material into the stone jar.

A dozen kinds of materials are all put in.

Fang Zheng took the stone pestle and began to smash it vigorously.

……

After smashing a stick of incense, all the materials inside were crushed into powder.

It is colorful and has a strange glow, which is due to the phosphorous bone.

"Well, it's almost there."

Looking at the fine sand-like powder inside, Fangzheng nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he poured all the powder in the stone pot into the bowl.

At the same time, Fangzheng got up, took out a sharp knife from a small cabinet in the room, and directly cut his finger.

The blood dripped, the mana was running, and it accelerated rapidly, and soon the blood soaked the powder.

Stir with a wooden stick to completely blend with the blood.

The colorful powder has turned into carbon black, and a strange smell permeates the room.

Fangzheng moved his nose, the smell was really unpleasant.

Not only does it smell bad, it's also pungent.

"Is this sorcery?"

A thought came to mind, but soon Fangzheng suppressed it again.

It doesn't matter if he is some evil spell or not, as long as it can get rid of Wei Zhongxian's primordial spirit consciousness.

Putting the talisman paper away, Fangzheng started to do it.

His fingers were stained with blood-fused powder, and there was a tingling pain. The mana moved slightly, enduring the stinging pain, and Fangzheng began to write on the talisman paper.

Nimble fingers, coupled with focused writing.

On the talisman paper, a weird pattern appeared.

And this is the Black God spell.

Like ghosts and gods from the depths of the underworld, just looking at it makes people feel shuddering.

The last step fell, and the next second, the spell glowed.

Fangzheng's face suddenly showed joy.

But before the joy swept over his body and mind, his expression froze instantly.

"Ah-"

A red light rose, and this black god spell instantly disappeared.

Fangzheng: "..."

(End of this chapter)