The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 130
"Three thousand condensing mirrors per month, although the number is not small, it is still insignificant to the tens of millions of cultivators who plant spiritual valleys in the area of ​​​​Proud Sword City. If you want to promote the condensing mirror on a large scale, you need at least ten. For years!"

Hearing this, Leng Ren nodded, feeling a little pity.

But he also knew that with the current scale of Xianwuzong, [-] condensing mirrors per month was already the limit.

"Master Jiang, I, Aojiancheng, want to order all the focusing mirrors produced by your Xianwu Pavilion in recent years.

As for the matter of refining materials, Sect Leader Jiang can rest assured that I, Aojiancheng, can solve it by myself, but I don't know the price of each condensing mirror! "Leng Ren pondered.

Aojian City has a vast territory and a large population. With the strength of the Immortal Martial Sect, it is difficult to popularize the spotlight in a short time.

At present, it can only be used firstly by the Lingtian under the name of City Lord Aojian.

"If Aojiancheng can prepare the refining materials by itself, I will only accept one hundred low-grade spirit stones for each focusing mirror!"

Jiang Feichen said, with a wave of his hand, a jade slip immediately floated towards Leng Ren, which was the detailed list of refining materials for the concentrating mirror.

"Only charge one hundred spirit stones for each spirit weapon?"

Hearing this, Leng Ren felt a little surprised. Jiang Feichen's jade slips listed the materials for the concentrating lens, which were not treasured, and could be seen everywhere in almost any city.

The value of the materials used to refine a condensing mirror is only around two hundred spirit stones.

Including Jiang Feichen's processing fee of [-] spirit stones, it was only [-] spirit stones, which was nearly half of the price of [-] spirit stones before the spotlight.

Far below the expectations of Ao Jiancheng.

"Each condensing mirror only charges one hundred spirit stones. If you exclude the loss during refining, the profit of your Immortal Martial Sect is not high!"

Tang Rou'er was also very surprised, one hundred low-grade spirit stones for one spotting mirror, and three thousand pieces of spotting mirrors for a month equaled 30 low-grade spirit stones.

Although it seems that Jiang Feichen has a huge income, refining the spirit weapon is by no means an easy task. During the refining process, if there is a small mistake, the spirit weapon will fail and the materials will be scrapped.

Therefore, normally speaking, of the 30 low-grade spirit stones, Jiang Feichen's ability to keep [-] in the end is already the limit.

This does not include the daily expenses of more than a thousand disciples of Xianwuzong.

"As the sect of Aojian City, Immortal Martial Sect naturally takes benefiting Aojian as its own responsibility, how can it only focus on its own interests!"

Jiang Feichen smiled lightly: "Compared to the strength of Aojian City, the gains and losses of my Immortal Martial Sect are insignificant at all!"

"Master Jiang, he is high-spirited and bright, with an extraordinary bearing, and I am deeply admired by Leng!"

Hearing this, Leng Ren was in awe, stood up, bowed to Jiang Feichen, and said sincerely: "On behalf of all the monks in Aojian City, I thank the head of Jiang for his selflessness!"

"Jiang Feichen, I did not misread you, you are better than I imagined, you are worthy of my proud sword man!"

In Tang Rou'er's eyes, there was also a splendor blooming.

If it is an ordinary Artifact Refining Pavilion or Zongmen, after mastering a spiritual weapon such as a focusing mirror, they will do their best to negotiate with Aojian City to strive for higher benefits and support.

However, what Jiang Feichen did was almost equivalent to offering it for free.

Comparing the two, Jiang Feichen's image, in Tang Rou'er's mind, also grew bigger and taller.

"It's a pity that he already has a fiancée, otherwise he can recommend it to his father. The fourth and fifth sisters are both married, so this Jiang Feichen is a good choice!" Tang Rou'er thought to herself.

"The two of you have won the prize, Feichen is ashamed!"

Jiang Feichen waved his hands with sincerity on his face, as if he was real.

He possesses the state of the gods, and the wear and tear above the refining equipment does not exist at all for him.

The monthly processing fee of 30 low-grade spirit stones is simply worthless!

"I will truthfully report this matter to the City Master. The head of Jiang is so righteous, and I, Aojian City, will never treat Xianwuzong badly!"

Leng Ren said: "In the future, Aojian City will fully support Xianwuzong to rise rapidly.

If all the sects are like the Immortal Martial Sect, why should I, Aojian City, not be able to dominate the Wuxu Realm! "

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"The wind and the sea, Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang was closed for one year, and 200 million low-grade spirit stones were fined. My Baibing Pavilion's operation in Qinghefang for hundreds of years was completely destroyed. What can you say!"

Five hundred miles outside Aojian City, in a majestic underground hall, flames shot up to the sky.

The ground at the center is sunken downwards, leading directly to the ground, where the rolling magma is constantly churning, and the heat is whistling and roaring.

At the top of the main hall, three figures dressed in golden-patterned robes of Baibing Pavilion sat on the high platform.

One of them, a strong old man with white hair and a purple face, looked angry and burst into anger: "The master of the majestic Artifact Pavilion not only forced to retreat a talented artisan with amazing potential, but also framed and framed others. Now he is caught. Showing up, three hundred battles and one year of hard labor, my face in Baibing Pavilion has been completely humiliated!"

"My son, Qitai, must have been framed. It is absolutely impossible for him to frame that Jiang Feichen!"

Among the three figures in the main hall, a tall man who looked somewhat similar to Feng Qitai between his brows snorted coldly: "My son is not deep in things, how could he make such a bad plan? It must be that Jiang Feichen who is angry with him." The position of the shopkeeper was taken away, so he designed to frame my son, a small repairman from a remote small area, with a sinister character, what a surprise!"

"Feng Chaohai, you don't have to cover it up for Feng Qitai. Hundreds of cultivators have witnessed this matter with their own eyes. How can it be false? Does my Baibing Pavilion really have a refining method for Tiangong Zhenling hoe!"

The last figure was a plump and beautiful woman. The corners of her mouth were raised, she sneered in disdain, and with a casual throw, two beams of light flew towards the red-faced old man and Feng Luanhai.

"This spirit weapon!"

The red-faced old man and Feng Luanhai Xukong grasped, each holding a ball of light, but they were two hoe-shaped spiritual weapons.

The two of them were both craftsmen, and with just a glance, they discovered the special feature of Tiangong Zhenling Pick.

The two explored at the same time, and their expressions changed drastically.

"This soul-shocking hoe is made of ordinary materials, and there is nothing special about it, but the spiritual power contained in it has already exceeded the limit of low-grade spiritual weapons. The strength of spiritual power is unprecedented!"

The red-faced old man Shi Lianxiong screamed in shock.

"Not only that, there are not only three mysterious spirit formations in this spiritual weapon, but also dozens of hidden spiritual patterns. I can feel that the automatic recharging speed of this spiritual weapon is also extremely faster than ordinary spiritual weapons. many!"

Feng Luanhai was even more amazed and unbelievable.

"This soul-shocking hoe is exactly one of the three spiritual weapons that Jiang Feichen's Xianwu Pavilion has just released!"

The beautiful woman looked at Feng Chaohai, and sneered, "Compared with the Tiangong Zhenling hoe, the improved Zhenling hoe of Daogufeng Five Generations presented by Jiang Feichen, which you swallowed privately, is simply the worst of the inferior ones." Taste!"

(End of this chapter)