Long Live! My Immortal Cultivation Technique Can Speak!

Lin Xuan took Lu Ziyue and walked in directly!

As soon as Lin Xuan entered, he saw the hall on the first floor filled with tables, and each table had different objects on it.

"Except for the lecture time, it is usually a black market, basically open all day!"

"I'm not responsible for buying things here, even if the elders from the outer door come."

"Forbidden buying and selling."

"Some special things must be kept strictly confidential after purchase!"

"Anyway, there are our own rules here!"

Lu Ziyue reminded in a low voice, and pointed to the top at the same time.

The meaning is obvious!

Those who cover this black market, even the elders of the outer sect, are not necessarily offended.

Lin Xuan nodded and didn't care about this, but was scanning the tables.

There are various things on the table, everything.

On some of the tables, there were only three or two items, and some were placed in a pile. Lin Xuan couldn't see any of them.

"Junior Brother Lin, if you want to find something that contains the meaning of the sword, then the sword is the main one!"

"Some knives, used by some masters, may be contaminated with a bit of knife intent!"

Lu Ziyue came up with a plan.

"You guys want to buy knives, I have them here!"

The communication between the two was never hidden, and an outer disciple who was guarding the booth spoke enthusiastically at this time.

At the same time, he picked up a sharp long knife on the table!

"This is a first-class sword. Although it can't reach the level of a magic weapon, it is definitely a first-class weapon among ordinary people's weapons!"

When the outer disciple opened his mouth, he gently waved the long knife in his hand!

Under the blessing of aura, the blade's cold light surged, and its sharpness was extraordinary.

"Really good!"

Lu Ziyue's eyes lit up.

Although the long knife is not even at the mortal level, in the hands of a monk, it is definitely a sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud!

Lin Xuan was also interested, and reached out to take the long knife!

"Little anger, do you have sword intent?"

Lin Xuan held the knife, but he was asking about the triple slash of anger and blood in his heart.

Lin Xuan didn't know how to judge whether the sword intended or not.

"no!"

Angry Blood Triple Slash quickly responded.

"All right!"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan instantly lost interest in the long knife and put the long knife back on the table.

Because the long knife was too long, when Lin Xuan put it down, he accidentally touched a piece of rusted iron on the table!

"This iron block!"

"Knife intent!"

At this moment, the cold and arrogant voice of the anger and blood triple slash suddenly sounded in Lin Xuan's mind! .

Chapter [*] Huang-level low-grade incomplete exercises!Do not break the golden bell! (Ask for flowers, evaluation tickets)

Lin Xuan's heart moved, and he glanced at the rotten iron without a trace!

The rusted rotten iron block is only two fingers wide and four fingers long, surrounded by irregular cracks. At first glance, there is nothing surprising at all.

However, Lin Xuan knew very well that the feeling of the three consecutive cuts of angry blood would never go wrong.

"This junior brother, except for the magic weapon, there is absolutely no way to find a second knife in the entire Divine Firmament Sect with this kind of material!"

Seeing Lin Xuan's lack of interest, the stall owner said quickly.

"How much!"

Lin Xuan looked at the long knife and asked calmly.

"Three hundred taels!"

Hearing this, the stall owner quickly stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred taels, why don't you go grab it, three hundred taels can buy a magic weapon of the low rank of ordinary level, who would buy your knife!"

Before Lin Xuan could speak, Lu Ziyue said angrily.

"Look, it's not worth the price!"

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This is the advantage of bringing Lu Ziyue!

"Junior Brother Lu, what you're saying is wrong. This long sword is made of fine iron. It's just like the so-called smelting of steel, and a trace of cold iron has been cast into it. The price of three hundred taels is really not expensive!"

The stall owner swore to speak.

"Junior brother, three hundred taels is indeed too expensive!"

Lu Ziyue looked at Lin Xuan and shook his head, and sincerely didn't want Lin Xuan to spend such a waste of money.

"Senior brother said it was expensive, then we won't buy it!"

Lin Xuan also shook his head.

This made Lu Ziyue heave a sigh of relief.

"and many more!"

"Doing business is not just asking for a price, sitting on the ground to pay back, you think it's expensive, you can pay back a price!"

The stall owner is a little anxious!

"One hundred taels!"

Lu Ziyue looked at Lin Xuan and said.

When the stall owner heard this, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch!

This bargaining is obviously directly cut on the main artery of the stall owner. This is the purchase price, grass!

"One hundred and fifty taels!"

"Junior Brother Lu, you are also a discerning person. You should know that you can buy one hundred taels outside, but you can't buy it in the sect."

"Besides, a knife of this quality is not what you want to find, you can find it!"

"One hundred and fifty taels, I can barely earn a little!"

The stall owner changed his previous attitude and became much more sincere.

"One hundred and twenty two!"

"It can't be more, one in and one out, making twenty taels, it's not bad!"

Lu Ziyue thought for a moment and said.

"This……"

The stall owner looked embarrassed.

"Okay, Senior Brother Lu, it's not easy for this Senior Brother to do business."

"One hundred and fifty taels, one hundred and fifty taels!"

Seeing that the situation was almost over, Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"It's still this junior brother who is reasonable, one hundred and fifty taels, it's really not expensive!"

When the stall owner heard this, he immediately smiled.

After Lu Ziyue heard the words, he didn't say any more.

"But this senior brother, fifty taels, earns a bit hard!"

"Why don't you let me pick an extra on this stall, how about you?"

Lin Xuan turned around.

"Choose one more addition?"

Hearing this, the stall owner glanced at his stall.

Except for this knife, the items in his booth are really nothing of value, they are all bluffing.

Thinking of this, the stall owner said decisively: "Yes, just pick!"

"Row!"

"Can do business!"

Lin Xuan gave a thumbs up and pretended to pick it up on the stall.

Every time Lin Xuan picked up something, the eyes of the stall owner changed.

If you get something that is slightly valuable, the stall owner will feel distressed, and if you get something that is not valuable, the stall owner will breathe a sigh of relief.

When Lin Xuan picked up the rotten iron block, the eyes of the stall owner had become extremely expectant.

I can't wait for Lin Xuan to immediately take away the rotten iron block!

"This thing is a few years old."

"It's a coincidence, I really like to collect these old objects, that's all!"