This couple in the apocalypse is not easy to mess with

Chapter 139 Broken Sword
  This time they came to another street. They used their spiritual sense to check that this street was quite lively in Qiuyue City. On this street, there were more stalls selling items needed by cultivators. There are not many people selling modern items. On this street, all kinds of weapon refining materials are sold.

They visited several stalls selling materials, selected a few good-looking weapon refining materials and bought them, and then walked towards the stalls selling various magical weapons.

Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye came to the stall selling magical artifacts and browsed. When they passed the fifth stall and came to the sixth stall, they found that most of the magical artifacts on this stall were Broken, although these magic weapons are broken, looking at the materials and craftsmanship, they cannot be refined at all in the "End of Dharma Era".

At this stall, the stall owner was an old man. Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye took a look at the old man and found that he was not simple. His eyes were golden and introverted, as if they contained stars and a sea, very deep.

Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye glanced at each other and then looked away, continuing to look at the broken magic weapons on the stall.

At this time, I saw the old man stroking his beard with his hand, looking at Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye and saying, "You two little friends, I don't know what you can like in my stall." Xiao Ya then said, "We Let's take a look first; we don't know yet whether there is anything we need.

Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye were browsing among these broken magical artifacts. When they saw a pair of broken swords among them, under the perception of their spiritual consciousness, the materials used for these broken swords were very unusual.

Among the various materials they knew, this kind of material had never been seen before, and these two broken swords were actually much stronger than the Xuanyue Sword and Xuanyang Sword in their hands.

The two of them thought to themselves that these two swords are still so powerful now that they are broken; if these two swords were still intact, how powerful they would be; with their current knowledge, it is simply unimaginable. , which is why the two of them are interested in these two swords.

Xiao Ya immediately asked the stall owner about the price and origin of the two broken swords. The stall owner saw the two people asking about the two broken swords. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he did not hide it. The origin was told to Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye.

It turned out that the things on this stall were all passed down from ancient times. During one of his travels, the old man encountered a closed ancient battlefield.

The broken magic weapons on the stall were all obtained there, but according to him, the ancient battlefield will not always exist there.

According to what he knew, that ancient battlefield should only appear once every few hundred years, and in a different place each time, so he happily told the origins of these broken magic weapons.

The two listened to the stall owner's story; Xiao Ya said with her mind that her husband, an old man, had been to the ancient battlefield and must have a complete ancient magic weapon in his hand; this stall owner was not simple; well, among these broken magic weapons, there would be It may not necessarily bring us some surprises, Xuan Ye said.

The two of them communicated with their minds while rummaging through the stall. In addition to the two broken swords, they also found several pieces of tortoise shells and several damaged magical instruments made of rare materials. Although these magical instruments could not be used, But those precious materials can be extracted and used in other places.

The complex patterns engraved on these pieces of tortoise shells could not be seen to be of any use at all. However, Xuan Ye observed with his spiritual consciousness that what was recorded in these pieces of tortoise shells turned out to be the ancient art of refining weapons, as described above. 'They are all the skills and knowledge of refining various magic weapons in ancient times; Xuan Ye thought to himself, obviously the stall owner "didn't see anything from it, so he took it out for sale." Xuan Ye used his mind to see what he saw and Xiao Ya said it again, and Xiao Ya was also very interested in the weapon refining technique after hearing it. The two decided to buy these two broken swords, a few selected broken magic weapons, and a few pieces of tortoise shells. .

Xiao Ya took the items they picked out and said, "Master, please calculate how many spiritual stones these require."

The stall owner stroked his beard, looked at the few things they had chosen, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said, little girl, just give me 5,000 middle-grade spiritual stones for the few things you have chosen.

Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye heard the other party talking about five thousand middle-grade spiritual stones. Xiao Ya immediately said, I said to the old man, "Are you too evil-minded? I don't know what use these broken magic weapons and a few pieces are." The tortoise shell is sold to me at such a high price; why don't you go and grab it? I'll give you two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones for these things, will you sell them?
  After hearing Xiao Ya's words, the stall owner immediately said with a glare, "What do you know, little girl? These are fragments of ancient artifacts. Have you heard of the artifact? It is a magic weapon that cannot be refined in the current world of immortality." , you can buy these things from me today with just such a few spiritual stones, which is a great bargain; you can’t take less than five thousand spiritual stones at once; after saying that, you still shook your head for a while.

Xiao Ya was slightly moved when the old man said they were fragments of ancient artifacts, and felt that these broken artifacts should be of great use to them.

, but she felt that "it is still a bit expensive. After all, they may not be of any use if they buy it back." Xiao Ya went on to say, "Old man, you don't have to fool me. I will give you another thousand spiritual stones at most. If you sell it, I will Just take it. If you don't sell it, we will leave.

After saying that, he took Xuan Ye and stood up to walk to other stalls. Seeing that the two of them were really going to leave, the stall owner sighed in his heart. Artifacts are so cheap now. "No one has bought them yet. What kind of world is this?"

He was thinking about this; but he still stopped Xiao Ya and the others, and said helplessly, "Well, you are adding five hundred spirit stones to me; how about I sell these things to you, if not, look at you, this girl is really Delightful, I will never sell it to you at this price.

Xiao Ya stopped and thought for a moment. It's not that they can't get so many spiritual stones. It's just that no matter how many spiritual stones they have, they can't be cheated by others. But now 3,500 medium-grade spiritual stones can buy these few. thing.

Although she felt it was still a bit of a loss, she could barely accept it. Then she stopped talking nonsense and directly took out 3,500 spiritual stones and handed them to the stall owner.

The stall owners of other stalls saw Xiao Ya using so many spiritual stones to buy these few pieces of rubbish that they didn't have. They shook their heads and thought to themselves, I don't know which young master or lady this is, was deceived by this old man.

There are so many spiritual stones, why don't you come to us? What a pity. Unfortunately, Xiao Ya and Xuan Ye don't have time to pay attention to the mood of other stall owners. They are waiting to collect the things they bought. Woolen cloth.

The stall owner took the spirit stones handed over by Xiao Ya, counted them, and found that the quantity was just right. Then he handed the few things they wanted to buy to Xiao Ya and said, little girl, if you use so many spirit stones today, just buy them. I got these two broken swords and some fragments of ancient artifacts. I really got a big bargain. I suffered a big loss today. After the stall owner finished speaking, he sighed.

(End of this chapter)