Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 953 Ancient Inkstone

I don't know if it's an illusion, but what Gongliang saw was a large ink ingot, but Gongliang felt as if he was looking at Mount Tai from the foot of the mountain, unattainable.

I couldn't help asking the old man: "What cultivation level does this ink ingot need to use?"

"I'm afraid you have to be above Supreme!" The old man himself didn't seem to know.

Supreme?

Gongliang's face twitched slightly, he did the math with his fingers, he is now in the Xuanming Realm, and further up is the True Self, Phantom Silence, Dunyi, Shengkui, Supreme, and five realms are needed to reach the Supreme.This ink ingot needs to be cultivated above the Supreme Being, so it can be used at least in the Taixu Realm, and I am completely short of the six major realms, let alone the small realms in each realm.I don't know when I will be able to use it, maybe I will never use it, after all, I am not good at making talismans, and I can't draw, so it is useless to come.

However, thinking of the old man's puzzled words, he asked, "Don't you know?"

The old man shook his head and said: "How do you know. This ink was refined by Wu Xiezi, a master ink maker, who personally went into the wilderness, the vast jungle, and the endless sea to collect materials. One ink ingot, and finally one ingot, one can imagine how precious this ink is.

After the old man got this ink, he kept it on a high place. There were people who wanted to buy it, but they were rejected as soon as they came across it, even the scholars in the palace were no exception.

It was only later that I found out that Mo already had a soul, and was looking for the Ming Lord, but the fate had not yet arrived. "

Gongliang felt that the old man was a little silly, it was just an ink ingot for use, it was fine to say that it was precious, but he said that a soul needs fate, isn't that telling a fairy tale?

The old man probably also knew that he didn't believe it, so he stopped talking and asked: "The guest hasn't said whether the ink ingots he needs are for his own use or for others?"

"Others want to use it, she's in the realm of transformation, she's a girl."

"Shedding me! This old man thinks the fragrance of plum blossoms is the best."

The old man walked to the counter and took out an ink ingot from the upper grid to show Gongliang, "Plum blossom scented ink is made of plum smoke and plum blossom powder as the main ingredients, with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, girls like it most Use this kind of flower fragrance ink. In addition to plum blossom fragrance ink, there are osmanthus fragrance, orchid fragrance, Qionghua fragrance, chrysanthemum fragrance and other ink ingots. The cultivation level of the transformation state is not much different from the transformation state, so there is no need to divide the ink too much Qing, you can also use ink from the spirit-transforming realm, but the ink needs to be diluted a little."

Gong Liang held the plum blossom scented ink to his nose and smelled it, and there was indeed a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

"How do you count this ink ingot?"

"It's the first time a guest comes, I'll give you a little discount, I can take away a hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

"So expensive?"

Gong Liang felt that this old man was a bit murderous, some of the medicine pills were less than a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and this old guy dared to ask for a hundred middle-grade spirit stones for a small ink ingot!

"How can it be expensive? Think about it, customers, if you buy a pill, you can only take one pill once, but this ink ingot is ground with a spiritual spring, and one ink ingot can be used for at least a year or even longer. Do you think it will be expensive?"

According to the old man, ink ingots are indeed not very expensive.

But he was not reconciled to not having a discount. There is no way to buy something without a discount.

So he asked, "Old man, if I buy more, can I get a discount?"

"This is already the lowest price." The old man wondered.

"I want 20 yuan of ink ingots in the Mortal Transformation Realm, ten ingots in the Spirit Transformation Realm, and ten ingots in the Xuanming Realm. Is there no discount for so many?"

"This"

"If it doesn't work, I have to look elsewhere."

"Brother, wait a minute."

The old man quickly grabbed Gong Liang's hand. It's not uncommon for the school students to buy so many ink ingots at one time, but it's rare.Now that you are here, you can’t let it go. After thinking about it for a while, the old man said: "Brother bought so much, there is naturally a discount. It’s just that it’s troublesome to get rid of the price difference. This old man will exchange these spirit stones for ink ingots, and give you two new ingots of ink. what do you think?"

"Yes, yes." Gong Liang thought for a while, then nodded.

The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly prepared ink ingots.

After putting it on in a short while, Gong Liang walked out under the warm welcome of the old man.

In addition to ink, he also bought some pens and paper. As for the inkstone, he didn't need it, because he already had it at home.In fact, these things can also be bought in the Miaodao Xianzong, but the price is much higher than Qingyang Academy. After all, there are more of these things sold here, and the competition is fierce.Unlike the Miaodao Xianzong, there are not many selling it, and it is extremely expensive.

After Gongliang bought something, he was wandering in the street, looking while walking, and suddenly saw the three big characters "Mingyue Pavilion" written on the plaque of a tall building in front of him.

He has seen Mingyue Pavilion in Daxia, Shenguo, and Miaodao Xianzong. He didn't expect Qingyang Academy to have it. It seems that the business of Mingyue Pavilion is all over the world!

It's just that he doesn't have anything to buy right now, and he doesn't want to go in to see the difference between Mingyue Pavilion and Mingyue Pavilion in other places, so he glanced at it and walked to other places.

On the highest floor of Mingyue Pavilion, Yinghuang was sitting in the middle, and Ashayi was sitting next to him, grabbing a thick roasted animal leg and munching on it.

An old man stood by, and several other women stood guard outside the door.

"Ba Gong, how is the business at Qingyang Academy recently?"

"Our Mingyue Pavilion's business in the school has been going up and down, but recently the items from Dahuang are very popular with the children of Qingyang Xuegong, especially the various wines from Dahuang, which are snapped up as soon as they appear."

"That's good. If you need anything, just contact Mingyue Pavilion of Miaodao Xianzong. Someone there will try their best to deliver it to you."

"The servant knows."

Gongliang didn't know that Yinghuang was in Mingyue Pavilion, even if he knew, he didn't care.

Because there is only one place for business in Qingyang Academy, Fangshi is very big. Unlike other places, there is only one street, but there are many.There are five or six streets in the front and back of the square market, and the focus is different. Some sell the four treasures of the study, some sell various musical instruments, some sell spiritual herbs, medicines and ores, and some sell various things such as taming animals, birds, fish and insects.

In addition to these normal shops, there are also some temporary stalls.

These stalls are concentrated in the alley of the back street, and they sell some homemade things, or old things collected from various places, anyway, there are all kinds of things.

Gongliang was also curious, so he wanted to go over and have a look.

Mi Gu's belly has been digested, and he flaps his wings to fly around Papa, looking around curiously.But he didn't dare to fly too far, and sometimes he sat obediently on Papa's neck and watched.Gu'er followed Gongliang closely, for fear of losing him.

"Young man, what do you want, come here and have a look, it's cheap."

A bearded man saw Gong Liang and shouted to him.

Gongliang didn't care where he was going, he just walked over when he heard his words.

When I arrived at his booth, I found that there were old books, torn paper, bald pens, useless brush washers, pen holders, paperweights and other ordinary items such as bottles and jars.But it can’t be said that there are no good things. Take the barrel of the bald pen as an example. Some pen barrels are good, and the flowers and plants and scenery carved on them are also good.

It's just that these are of no use to Gongliang, after a few glances, he is about to leave.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he looked down, but saw a dusty stone pressed under the old book, he opened the old book and picked it up, unexpectedly it turned out to be a broken inkstone.

　Evil (read: also)

　　

　

(End of this chapter)