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Ten billion, god stone.

This price made Lu Cheng's face turn cold.

It wasn't just him, but the shopkeepers on the side all had weird and complicated expressions on their faces.

Ten billion god stones?

A lot, a lot, so much that those reincarnation realm overhauls can't even come up.

But with 10 billion divine stones, can you buy the inheritance?

cannot.

Because of inheritance, it is simply not measurable with divine stones.

What's more, such an obviously extraordinary method of inheritance as Wanbaolou.

For the shopkeepers present, if Wanbaolou really offered 10 billion sacred stones to sell their inheritance, they might not hesitate to pay.

It's just that Jin Dahao's asking price is unacceptable to Mingfa City.

Lu Cheng opened his mouth, but he was not going to take out the sacred stone.

Jin Dahao didn't offer it with both hands at the first time, he had already offended Ming Facheng.

"Treasurer Jin, are you serious about this price?"

Holding the talisman in his hand, Lu Cheng said coldly: "Do you think that this inheritance of yours can be worth ten billion divine stones?"

He looked around, with a sneer on his face: "You Wanbaolou, are you qualified to offer such a price?"

Strength speaks for itself in the practice world.

Even if he, Lu Cheng, took out a straw and put it in front of others, saying it was a treasure, everyone would have to recognize it.

But Wanbaolou was not qualified to make an offer in front of him.

Before coming, Lu Cheng had already investigated.

This Wanbao Building is just a shop opened by a group of human cultivators.

Although they seem to have a lot of money in their hands, they can take out a huge amount of sacred stones without hesitation, but this does not mean that they are strong in their own strength.

It is really a powerful force, and it has long been registered in the Ming Fazong.

If those big forces come, why do they need to dig out the god stone plate shop? Just ask for one in Mingfa City.

Obviously, there is not enough strength behind Wanbao Building.

The wealth in their hands was only accumulated by luck.

In Lu Cheng's eyes, such a force is like a meat bun, a meat bun that can be swallowed at any time.

In this empty battlefield, all kinds of people can survive, even those who have no wealth and no strength cannot survive.

Instead of giving this meat bun to others, it would be better to make Mingfa City cheaper and him Lucheng cheaper.

There was light in Lu Cheng's eyes, looking at Jin Dahao in front of him.

The shopkeepers turned their heads away.

Although he would like to see Wanbao Building suffer from bad luck, but the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. They are both shops and have no resistance in Mingfa City. No one wants to.

Fortunately, the power behind these shopkeepers is not weak, and it is not enough for Ming Fazong to be so unscrupulous.

"Eligibility to make an offer?"

Jin Dahao caressed his belly, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his fingers and pointed to the three array disks hanging in a conspicuous place.

"Each of the three disk arrays is priced at 10 billion yuan."

The asking price is 10 billion!

Lu Cheng's complexion changed, and the shopkeepers all looked up.

These three formation disks are no different from other formation disks sold in Wanbaolou.

At least from the outside, there is no difference.

But with such an array, can such a price be offered?

Today, all kinds of treasures in Wanbao Building have already been sold for sky-high prices.

The shopkeepers present and the various shops did not accumulate the sales share of Wanbao Building today even in a few decades.

But business is for the long haul.

Which of these shops has not been doing business in Mingfa City for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years?

Wanbaolou sells out the store in one day, and there may be no more business in the future.

This is obviously not the way to do business safely.

I thought it was outrageous for Wanbaolou to play like this, but looking at it now, there are even more outrageous things.

A disk array, 10 billion.

What kind of array, can it kill reincarnation?

"Ten billion?" Lu Cheng laughed, with disdain on his face, he turned his head and said, "Would you spend ten billion to buy this crap?"

Won't.

The shopkeepers around shook their heads.

"Everyone, you have misunderstood." At this moment, Jin Dahao suddenly said, and then said calmly: "My second brother said that this array is only exchanged for Heavenly Dao Stones."

"Heavenly Stone of equal value."

Heavenly Stone.

As soon as the name came out, the expressions of Lu Cheng and the shopkeepers around him suddenly changed again.

Heavenly Dao Stone is a hard currency that circulates on the triple layer of reincarnation.

Under the third layer of reincarnation, almost no one has seen what this Heavenly Dao Stone is.

Jin Dahao was able to mention the name of the Heavenly Dao Stone, which shows that the forces behind him at least have reincarnation powerhouses.

"Hmph, fantastic."

Lu Cheng glanced at the array, then at the jade slip in Jin Dahao's hand, turned and left.

The shopkeepers hurriedly removed them.

Whoever stays will offend Mingfa City.

But when they left, everyone turned their attention to the three arrays.

The asking price is 10 billion divine stones, and they must be exchanged for heavenly stones.

Are these three arrays really such powerful treasures?

After leaving the Wanbao Building, Lu Cheng looked at shopkeeper Liu and the others with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, don't I need to say more?"

He patted the token in his hand lightly, and said with a sneer, "With this little means, I can crack all of them in Mingfa City within three days."

"Three days later, there will be paper notes like this all over Mingfa City."

Mingfa City is famous for its spells.

The power of Ming Fazong's spells is second to none in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Mingfa City is an expert in the study of spells.

Lu Cheng said that he had researched the secret of this talisman in three days, not only did the shopkeepers not doubt it, but they also felt that he was humble.

"Don't worry, Director Lu. As long as Ming Fazong produces this talisman, we Zhouyuan Shangge will definitely sell it for you." A grey-haired shopkeeper said with hands clasped.

"Yes, as long as it is produced by Ming Fazong, this product will be the exclusive business of Ming Fazong in the future." Another middle-aged shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.

The others nodded quickly.

The answers of the two made Lu Cheng smile.

"Everyone, they still have something in Wanbao Building, you should take good care of it."

"The armor they brought out is indeed quite good."

Lu Cheng looked at the crowd, smiled lightly and said, "If you can understand these things thoroughly, I guarantee that my Ming Fazong will only have at least 100,000 pieces per year."

One hundred thousand pieces!

It's still a year.

Big business!

This is Lu Cheng's reciprocation.

All the shopkeepers laughed happily, and then left each other.

Everyone was in a hurry to go back and get a thorough understanding of the treasures of Wanbaolou.

Whoever comes up with the imitation first will earn a lot of money.

Lu Cheng turned his head to look at Wanbaolou, which was still surrounded by practitioners, sneered, and flew away.

In Wanbao Tower, Jin Dahao shook his head with regret, and took back the jade slip in his hand.

"Unfortunately, the price I offered was very honest."

"If you really want it, you have to bargain, right?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't sell it."

He smacked his lips regretfully, and the little red bird on his shoulder flapped its wings unhappily.

Turning his head to look at the empty store shelves, Jin Dahao was happy again.

"Haha, although this inheritance has not been sold, and no one wants the three formation disks, today's revenue is quite a lot."

As he walked, he wriggled his fingers: "Five billion, six billion, seven billion..."

"Hurry up and replenish the warehouse."

"Tomorrow morning it will all be full."

"Got to go back and celebrate, I haven't done such a big business in a long time."

"Third Master, I feel that my blood is boiling. How can I reward me when I go back?"

Turning his head, he saw the little red bird on his shoulder.

The little red bird also happened to turn to look at him, with a dangerous coldness in its eyes, as if it wanted to eat meat.

"I'm dying..."

—————

Tens of thousands of miles away in the void outside Mingfa City, in a void of rocks.

Several figures moved forward quietly without taking a single cloud with them.

"Second brother, this magic wind turtle is a strange beast in the fifth level of vitality, can we kill it?"

A young man in gray-yellow military uniform looked a little nervous, and asked in a low voice.

The faces of the people beside him were similar.

Hearing his words, the big man who was running ahead turned his head.

"Don't worry, I've explored the Demon Wind Turtle's lair thirty years ago, but I just knew I couldn't beat this beast, so I never came here."

There was a flash of light in the big man's eyes, and his eyes fell on the long knife in his palm: "This time I bought this Hunyuan knife from Wanbaolou, and I was the first to think of hunting Mofengyuan."

He looked at the people in front of him, grinned and said: "The Mofengyuan is full of treasures, as long as it is hunted, it is enough for the five of you to buy a treasure."

Hearing that everyone can have a treasure for each of them, the other people all showed joy on their faces.

"It's not the second brother. I want to take risks." The big man turned his head, looked around, and said in a deep voice as he walked forward: "I'm not sure about the key point, how long can the Wanbao Tower be open?"

How long can Wanbao Building be open?

Everyone was taken aback by this question, and then a trace of worry flashed across their faces.

Today, Wanbao Building was directly sold out by several large commercial firms in the city.

Although Wanbaolou claims to open on time tomorrow, who knows if it will be in stock tomorrow.

What about the day after tomorrow?

Indeed, it is safest to hold the baby in your hand early.

"Thank you, Second Brother." The young man who had spoken before let out a low voice, and strode to follow.

A few people proceeded carefully, but after a while, the big man who led the way shouted loudly: "It's there!"

Among the chaotic rocks in front of them, a three-foot-tall Mo Fengyuan with a gray back armor was raising his head, staring at them.

"call--"

The magic wind turtle opened its mouth, and a puff of black flame directly turned into a whirlwind, passed through the void, and wrapped itself around them.

"kill--"

The leading burly man was dressed in a long suit, holding a long knife in the palm of his hand, and then slashed it down.

The light of the knife turned into a ten-foot blue light, which smashed the black whirlwind flame into pieces.

"Haha, great knife!"

The big man let out a long laugh, flew up, and rushed towards the Demon Wind Tortoise.

This knife can smash the natal breath of the magic wind turtle, which makes everyone very happy.

Several other people rushed out with weapons in their hands.

Although they could barely reach the realm of Heaven's Secret, they couldn't damage the Demon Wind Turtle too much, but they could restrain it a little bit.

The big man holding a long knife is as bright as a wheel, and he slashes with one knife.

The magic wind turtle spit out flames from its mouth, and stomped on its thick four-pillar-like legs and feet, smashing out the boulder again.

For a moment, the battlefield with a radius of hundreds of feet was filled with roars and crackles.

"when--"

The big man took the opportunity to slash Mo Fengyuan's neck.

It's a pity that the knife was a little crooked and was blocked by the thick back armor.

However, the blade left a long mark half a foot deep on the back armor, which still made the big man laugh out loud.

Being able to leave marks on the back armor of this magic wind turtle shows the power of this knife.

"Come again!"

He flew in mid-air, chopping down with the knife in his hand at an angle.

Several other people acted tacitly and trapped Mo Fengyuan.

"Stab—"

The second knife finally slashed on Mo Fengyuan's neck, blood spattered, and the blood was soaring.

Mo Fengyuan let out a roar, twirled its figure, put its head and feet back into its back armor, then slammed into the surrounding rocks and fled away.

By this time, it was too late to escape.

The big man held a long knife, and led his brothers behind him to chase after Mo Fengyuan, stabbing him from time to time.

There are also various spells bombarding him.

Half an hour later, the magic wind turtle was exhausted, its body shook, and it rolled down the cliff.

Everyone stepped forward in surprise, the big man with the knife raised the knife and cut off the head of the magic wind turtle with one knife.

"OK!"

Everyone shouted.

"boom--"

Suddenly a black flame rushed out from the slanting stab, enveloping a gray-robed practitioner who was following behind.

"Old Seven—"

The big man with the knife let out a mournful cry, and rushed forward with the knife.

Seven and several other people also desperately came to rescue.

"Roar--"

A four-legged giant turtle that was more majestic than the one that had just been beheaded rushed out.

There is one more!

The big man held the knife and slashed towards the magic wind turtle.

The others scattered the flames and saw the gray and black body falling from the middle.

"Old Seven..."

There were expressions of grief and indignation on their faces.

After all, although we are not blood brothers, we have been friends for at least tens of thousands of years in hunting together evil spirits and beasts.

This love is better than brothers.

"Ahem..."

The body lying on the ground suddenly opened its eyes, and then spread its hands.

In his palm, half of the talisman paper was exposed.

"This Vajra Talisman is really, kinda, useful..." A smile appeared on Lao Qi's burnt black face.

"Old Seven!"

Several brothers rushed forward.

The big man over there thought that Lao Qi had fallen, and he let out a mournful cry. The light of the long knife reflected the aura of the ten-zhang knife, and every blow brought out blood.

"Second Brother, Seventh Brother is not dead!"

"boom--"

The big man split the Demon Wind Turtle in half with one knife.

"not dead?"

He turned his head, his face was pale, his hands and feet were trembling, and he leaned on the ground with a knife.

"Why are you howling if you're not dead?"

"If this knife goes down, at least 300,000 god stones will be lost..."

Everyone laughed loudly, they cleaned up the two devil wind turtles together, hugged Lao Qi, then supported the big man, and turned back to Mingfa City.

This trip has yielded more rewards than in previous hundreds of years.

Without a long knife, they couldn't deal with Mofengyuan at all.

"How powerful is this Vajra Talisman? Tomorrow we will buy more Talismans, by the way, pills, and pills."

"I don't know how about the battle armor? How about we buy one for each of us?"

Several people laughed and left slowly.

...

In Jiuyuan Pavilion, Zhu Dachang solemnly handed a long knife to the white-haired old man in front of him.

"Uncle, the sect's strength has declined recently, and various resources have been scarce."

Zhu Dachang put his hand on the saber, and said in a deep voice: "If Master Uncle can forge a weapon like this long saber, there is hope for the revival of the sect."

Hearing what he said solemnly, the old man nodded and reached out to take the long knife.

With the knife in hand, the old man's eyes shone brightly: "The method of hundreds of refinements?"

"The art of refining?"

"Also, is this a simplified divine pattern?"

Hearing the old man's whisper, Zhu Dachang showed a smile on his face: "Uncle, three days, three days, can you make such a knife?"

Hearing his words, the old man slowly raised his head, his expression changed from crazy to sad, from manic to calm, and then slumped again.

"Three days?"

"If you give me 30,000 years, I can't make it."

"This is the ancient method of forging holy artifacts, you let me make it?"

Zhu Dachang stood there in a daze.

"I can't make it..."

"It can't be made. If you want to make such a weapon, you need to master the ancient forging technique, and then it will take thousands of years to forge one."

The white-haired old man caressed the long saber, his expression fascinated: "If the spiritual material used in this saber is not too inferior, it will be a holy weapon."

"Pity."

"It's a pity." The one who said the same sentence was an old man standing in front of shopkeeper Liu.

"Liu Chunfeng, don't say I can't make this war spear, the entire Mingfa City, no one can make it at all." The old man held the long spear in his hand, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Say, where did this thing come from?"