Chapter 138

"Murong shopkeeper, look at this first."

Ye Feng took out a hammer, about three inches long. It looks small, but it emits light. It is obviously a low-grade spirit weapon, but there are many cracks on the surface. It was obtained from the tiger general's underground treasure house.

Murong Zhi took the hammer with a handkerchief and looked at it for a moment. A soft voice slowly sounded: "this is a low-grade spirit weapon 'Wulu Hammer'. The original price is 150 low-grade spirit stones, but it has been damaged. It can only be used after being repaired by a craftsman. The recovery price is 50 spirit stones."

When she heard that it was only fifty Lingshi, Moying shook her head and felt that the price was too low. She didn't know why Ye Feng wanted to sell it.

"Dear guest, what do you think?" Murongzhi asked.

"Acceptable. By the way, there are dozens of similar spirit tools. Please identify them!" With that, Ye Feng threw a lot of things on the table and crushed the table with a click.

"Hiss!"

The sound of sucking cold air appeared.

Whether it was mo Ying, Yan Ruyu, Murong Zhi, or several reception maids around, they all stared at the hell.

Dozens of inferior spirit tools!

Is this the ransacking of a star sect door?

The crowd looked at Ye Feng and their eyes were full of surprise.

"Cough! Don't get me wrong. I didn't grab these spirit tools, but I picked them up. " Ye Feng was stared at by the girls and explained quickly.

"Oh!"

They elongated their voices and didn't believe it at all.

Murong Zhi was also a person who had seen a big scene. He soon calmed down and picked up the broken spirit tools on the ground to identify them one by one.

"This is a low-grade spirit tool 'Sun Moon hook'. The damage is not serious. The recovery price is 80 spirit stones."

"The inferior spirit tool 'flying spirit bowl' broke a hole, but it just didn't damage the internal array. It's similar to not breaking. It can be used after a little repair and polishing. The recycling price is 100 spirit stones."

“……”

Murong Zhi is worthy of being a senior appraiser. He has finished all the appraisal in less than half of Zhuxiang's Kung Fu.

"Dear guest, there are 39 inferior spirit tools in total. The total recovered price is 3042 spirit stones. I'll calculate 3100 for you." Murong Zhi put down the last spirit weapon and directly gave the total price, "do you want to trade now?"

"Don't worry, I still have three boxes of miraculous drugs. Unfortunately, the storage year is too long, and more than half of the efficacy has been lost. The price... Look at it!"

In the stunned eyes of the people, Ye Feng put three large boxes on the ground. When he opened them, he saw that they were full of miraculous drugs of different years, but the miraculous light was dim, which was indeed the appearance of more than half of the efficacy lost.

The ink warbler looked at the spirit tools and medicine on the ground, and Dai frowned: "what happened in the past few days when I went out to practice?"

She was worried.

Ye Feng didn't rob a star sect door, did he?

Or destroyed a treasure house?

Just when the ink warbler was thinking, Murong Zhi recovered from her surprise, picked up a tree root elixir with a handkerchief and began to identify it.

After half a column of incense.

Murong Zhi put down the last miraculous drug and announced the result: "the efficacy of these miraculous drugs has lost more than half, almost two-thirds, so you can only give you a total of 1000 miraculous stones."

"No problem." Ye Feng agreed.

Anyway, they are all medicinal materials that are of little use. If you sell them, you will sell them.

"Well, here are 4100 spirit stones. Please keep them." Murong Zhi took out a jade box containing many glittering spirit stones.

Ye Feng counted and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he took Mo Ying and Yan Ruyu away from the Wanshang League and walked on the busy streets of Sanyuan city.

"Headmaster, why sell those miraculous drugs?" Yan Ruyu stood on the left side of Ye Feng with a curious face.

"There is too much loss of efficacy. We can't use it. We can only sell it." Maple Leaf looked like a matter of course.

"But I can give elixir to replenish the lost spirit." Yan Ruyu said something that surprised Ye Feng off his chin.

"What else? Isn't that headmaster losing a lot! "

Ye Feng wants to cry without tears. If Yan Ruyu is allowed to supplement her spirituality first and then sell it, she can earn at least two thousand more Lingshi.

But on second thought, it is located in Sanyuan city far away from the ethereal sect. With Yan Ruyu's current cultivation and life spiritual power reserves, it is not enough to supplement the three boxes of magic medicine.

So I can only do it next time.

"Let's go. Our leader invites you to have a big meal!"

Ye Feng was so rich that he took Moying and Yan Ruyu to the busy snack street and let the two disciples eat casually.

Moying was eating fried scorpions and wanted to ask Ye Feng how he got so many miraculous medicines and tools. But after thinking about it, she felt that she was just an external disciple and was not suitable to ask East and West, so she continued to remain silent.

Yan Ruyu ate very hard, but her flat stomach was like a bottomless pit. She ate all over the street, but she still wanted to eat again.

For fear of being eaten and bankrupt, Ye Feng quickly packed a roasted whole sheep, a roasted suckling pig, a roasted fish weighing 20 kg, a lot of roasted leeks, roasted mushrooms and other delicacies, and then contentedly took the two disciples to jump into the spirit boat and go upstream along the Liushui river.

"You're so full!"

Yan Ruyu sat in the bow of the boat, propped her chin with her hands, looked at the bright full moon in the sky, and tutted her mouth.

Hearing this, Ye Feng almost fell off the spirit boat.

He did not expect that Yan Ruyu, as a wet nurse, looked dignified, quiet, clever and sensible, but his appetite was so amazing!

"Fortunately, our leader has made money, otherwise he really can't afford it!" Ye Feng secretly told him that before he could make complaints about drinking water, he would have eaten a whole street and really scared him.

"Someone!"

The ink warbler suddenly pointed to the distance and warned.

Ye Feng and Yan Ruyu looked at the past and saw a spirit boat flying in the sky hundreds of meters away. At the bow of the boat stood an old man in white, with a strong breath and a double cultivation of Juyuan territory.

Behind the old man stood eight young men and women. Their accomplishments were more than seven times of Qi refining, and the strongest two were the nine times peak of Qi refining.

"He is the external elder of Shenfeng sword sect." Moying's eyesight was excellent. She saw the pattern embroidered on the old man's cuff. It was a flying sword wrapped in clouds, as if it contained divine power.

"How do you know it's an outside elder?" Ye Feng asked.

He also saw the Peugeot belonging to the sacred wind sword sect. He also felt that the old man was probably rebuilt in juyuanjing, but he couldn't guess the identity of the other party.

"The sacred wind sword sect is a two-star force. Its elders are divided into outer gate and inner gate. The elders below the four levels of Juyuan territory are outer gate elders, and the elders above the four levels are inner gate elders. It is said that the Lord of Shenfeng sword sect has reached the triple of Linghai territory. In addition, there are several supreme elders of Linghai territory. " Mo Ying explained.

Hearing the speech, Ye Feng was surprised and said, "it is worthy of being a two-star force. Any inner door elder should be able to sweep away the ordinary one-star forces similar to Baifu city."

The ink warbler nodded: "this is the case in most cases."

"It's strange to say that the two-star forces are so strong. Why not solve the soul taking real people, but let a group of one-star forces beat them to death."

Ye Feng touched his chin and fell into meditation.