School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Chapter 8 Ghost City

The first thing Meng Hang did when he woke up was to check the attribute bar. He looked at the Mental Energy, which had only increased a little, in a speechless manner.

"The efficiency of the breathing method is too low. When will it be possible to break through the steps."

Ye Qianwen saw that everyone was awake, cleared her throat, and said:

"Cultivation is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"After all, you are not geniuses like Lin Luoxue, so you have to practice hard to gain a foothold in this world."

After finishing speaking, he glanced meaningfully at Meng Hang below.

After another hard-working education, Ye Qianwen allowed the students to pack up and go home.

After all, the two most important things today have been completed, and there is no need to keep them in school.

And at this time, the students' hearts have long been unsure of where they are going.

Desperate to go home and try his own powers and breathing.

Walking out of the school gate, Meng Hang was thoughtful while walking on the street.

Just when he started Sharingan against Li Xingliang, he was surprised to discover another purpose of Sharingan.

You can clearly see the movement of Mental Energy in the body of the opponent's ability!

"Is this the upgraded usage of Sharingan..."

In the original book, when Sharingan is turned on, you can see the direction and color of the Chakra in the opponent's body. I didn't expect that when I came to this world, I could see Mental Energy clearly.

"Since you can clearly see a person's Mental Energy, can you also see a spiritual weapon that increases combat power?"

Different from the human awakening ability.

Spirit tools are not products that appear after the world has changed.

But after the change of heaven and earth, many dimensional spaces appeared on Blue Star, and these spiritual tools were all products there.

People found that most of the dimensional spaces are similar to ancient battlefields.

There are ruins everywhere.

Among these ruins, there are actually many weapons or other treasures that can increase the combat power of capable people.

However, these ruins do not know how many years they have existed in the dimensional space. After the baptism of Spiritual Qi and the unique substances in the air of different dimensions, a layer of transparent crystals will appear on the surface of these remnants.

This layer of crystal blocks the conduction of weapons to Mental Energy, and only by removing this layer of crystal can it exert its true power.

After removing the crystals, it was found that most of the weapons lost their spirituality and became scrap metal.

Only a few remain spiritual.

Experts once conducted research on the crystals wrapped around spiritual tools, and finally came to the conclusion that such crystals cannot be made artificially with the current level of technology.

Therefore, the industry that sells this kind of unsealed spiritual tool also came into being.

After all, there are still less than 1% of the spiritual tools, so it is better to let those wronged people gamble like stones.

Among them, the profit is sometimes more profitable than selling a magic weapon.

Meng Hang, who was in deep thought, suddenly lit up, and his face showed a look of eagerness to try.

Just do it.

He turned around and walked towards the most famous ghost city in Yunshui City.

It is said to be a ghost market, but it is actually a place where there are stalls selling spiritual artifacts wrapped in crystals.

Not to mention that there are still spiritual artifacts in it, only a few are really obtained from the ruins.

More often, some ordinary weapons are wrapped in artificially imitated crystals to impersonate and deceive laymen who do not know how to do it.

An insider can tell it's a fake.

But that's it, there are still many people who go to buy goods in an endless stream every day, hoping that they can find a real spiritual tool and become rich overnight.

If you want to find the spiritual tools that really flow out of the ruins, you have to go to that kind of big business.

But there was no way, Meng Hang was too shy and couldn't afford to go to that kind of place, so he could only try his luck in the ghost market.

After taking the bus for nearly half an hour, Meng Hang came to the ghost market.

Seeing the scene inside, he was a little ashamed.

Each booth is to spread a piece of rag on the ground, and put all kinds of weapons wrapped in crystals on it, and start Kabuto sales.

Meng Hang is very skeptical, can there really be a real magic weapon in this kind of place.

As the saying goes, thieves don't get away...

No, since it has come, let it be.

Now that we are here, we must go in for a walk after all.

Meng Hang first bought a pair of sunglasses from a dollar store and put them on.

After all, it is too obvious to activate Sharingan, so it is better to keep a low profile.

"Passing by, don't miss it, I have all the good things I took from the Fenglan Ruins, and I can open a 100% spirit tool."

"No 99998, no 9998, just 998 today! The bloody sale is here!"

As soon as I walked into the ghost city, I saw a big man with a beard on his face shouting.

Meng Hang just launched Sharingan, took a quick glance, and quickly canceled.

After all, with his current strength, he can only last for five minutes, so he doesn't dare to use abilities at will.

Shaking his head regretfully, he didn't find any vision, so he continued to walk to the next stall.

In this way, Meng Hang wandered around the ghost city for more than ten minutes, but still found no sign.

Just when he doubted whether his guess was correct, a stall not far away caught Meng Hang's attention.

Beneath the Sharingan, a weapon in that booth glowed slightly.

"found it!"

Meng Hang was overjoyed, but on the surface it was calm, pretending to walk to the booth unintentionally and take a look at it.

What radiates light is a primitive dagger wrapped in transparent crystals. If it weren't for Sharingan, no one would be able to tell that it was a rare spiritual tool.

The stall owner is a monk wearing Kasaya and a ring scar on his head.

Seeing that the visitor is a childish student, at first glance, he is a layman.

Eyes lit up, thinking that today is finally going to open, and this little sheep can't be allowed to run away.

"Amitābha, I don't know which spiritual tool the little benefactor is interested in, even if you tell the poor monk."

"To be honest with the little benefactor, these weapons were brought out by the poor monks and elders when they explored the relics in the past, and they are absolutely genuine products from the relics."

"If it weren't for the recent remodeling of the Buddha's golden body in the temple, the poor monk would never sell these things."

Hearing what the monk said, Meng Hang pouted in disdain.

He had already checked it with Sharingan, and except for the faintly radiant dagger, everything else was a pile of scrap metal.

Meng Hang pretended to pick and choose casually, and finally picked up the dagger.

"Master, how much is this dagger?"

The monk wearing Kasaya waved his hand quickly.

"Hey, the little benefactor's words are bad."

"As a monk, how can a poor monk talk about money!"

"Say fate! 18,000 yuan!"

"How many?"

"Master, it seems that you really want to use gold powder to shape the golden body of the Buddha in your courtyard!"

The corners of Meng Hang's mouth twitched as he spoke sarcastically.