Divine Spirit Martial Art

Jiang Haochen casually picked up the garbage on Chen Si's stall. It was garbage in the real sense. At least Jiang Haochen didn't see anything special about these things. If he were asked to buy them, he would definitely not buy them. But this is Qin Haochen. Jiang Haochen could only comply with Feng's request.

"If you add up all these rubbish, please give me an integer, and I will take it all!" Jiang Haochen waved his hand, looking impatient.

Chen Si's eyes shone: "Okay, since it's Master Jiang who has spoken, I, Chen Si, won't be pretentious and give me five hundred spirit stones!"

Jiang Haochen sneered: "Okay, Chen Si, you are treating this young master as a fat sheep to slaughter, two spiritual stones!"

"Emotionally, you still know that you are a fat sheep." Chen Si muttered to himself, but he did not dare to say this.

"The price of two spirit stones is too low. Master Jiang, you are risking your life. Add more, add more, the lowest price is four hundred spirit stones!"

Jiang Haochen chuckled: "I don't want it anymore, young master!"

"No, no, no, no... a hundred, a hundred, just a hundred!" Chen Si hurriedly grabbed Jiang Haochen.

"Five pieces, I can give you five at most. If you want to sell them or not, there is a lot of garbage on this street. Do you want me to hang myself in your stall?" Jiang Haochen casually threw the five spiritual stones to the stall.

Chen Si's movements were as fast as lightning. He collected the five spirit stones before they even hit the ground: "Okay, five spirit stones are just five spirit stones. These things all belong to Master Jiang."

Jiang Haochen grinned and packed up all these things. Five spiritual stones were nothing to Jiang Haochen, but if he could identify a treasure from this pile of garbage, it would be a big profit.

As for the price of the 500 spirit stones reported by Chen Si at the beginning, Jiang Haochen didn't take it seriously at all. This is the rule in this garbage street. He asks for money all over the place and pays it back. These garbage sellers can tell even if it's a piece of scrap metal. They were so shocked that they couldn't believe a word they said. The only thing they could believe was their own eyes.

"Brother Qin, the people on the garbage street are all evil-minded. Some newcomers to the garbage street can easily fall in love with them and buy their garbage at high prices." Jiang Haochen looked like an old man on the garbage street. , seemed to have forgotten all about buying a bunch of rubbish for several thousand spirit stones.

"Brother Qin, please take a look and see which of these things are good." Jiang Haochen asked eagerly.

"Why are you so anxious? The garbage street is so long. Wouldn't it be better to look at it slowly, pick it out slowly, and save the surprise until the end." Qin Feng patted Jiang Haochen on the shoulder.

Jiang Haochen thought about it. Brother Qin knew better.

Jiang Haochen is known as a fat sheep in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm. It is common to spend thousands of spirit stones to buy garbage.

It's just that this time Jiang Haochen played a little big, consuming tens of thousands of spirit stones in one go, and this number is still growing.

"Master Jiang..."

"I want this, this, and this, and I won't bargain for ten spiritual stones!"

Under Qin Feng's guidance, Jiang Haochen ran to a stall and pointed out a few black lumps. He asked for ten spirit stones but still refused to raise or counter-offer.

Who among the people wandering around in this garbage street is not a human spirit? Seeing this young master Jiang in such a hurry, he still doesn’t know that this is a treasure. How can he be willing to sell it? He used his own means to identify it, but it turned out to be a pile of garbage.

After several times in a row, these people all regretted it. If they had known it, they would have sold it to Jiang Haochen. After all, it was still ten spiritual stones.

Who on this rubbish street doesn't know that Jiang Haochen is a fat sheep, and today the fat sheep has gone crazy and is buying like crazy.

Regardless of the fact that both Qin Feng and Jiang Haochen have hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, ten spirit stones are already a huge sum of money for ordinary warriors, enough for them to practice for a period of time and buy some pills.

"This...this...this, five spirit stones, I want them!" Jiang Haochen said.

"Okay, Master Jiang, I'll wrap it up for you right now!" The smart vendor immediately wrapped up all the garbage.

Jiang Haochen's shopping spree was far from over. In just half a day, Jiang Haochen and Qin Feng went through the entire garbage street, spending nearly 100,000 spirit stones.

Such a huge amount even alarmed the big shopkeeper of Baihua Secret Realm. He also knew that his young master liked to hunt for treasures in the garbage street. However, in the past, the expenditure was only a few hundred or thousands of spirit stones at most, but this time it actually reached The astonishing number of one hundred thousand spirit stones is really unbelievable!

When Meng Jun walked into the yard, he was shocked by the mountains of garbage in front of him. How much garbage did he buy?

"Master, you have gone too far this time. If the Pavilion Master finds out, I'm afraid you will be put in solitary confinement." Meng Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Grandpa Meng, you are wrong. This time I spent all my own money and did not use Qianjin Pavilion. Why should father punish me?" Jiang Haochen said nonchalantly.

Qin Feng gently slapped his palm, shaking off the dirt on the surface of a broken sword, revealing the rusty sword body underneath.

Meng Jun shook his head. There were not even 10,000 but 8,000 broken swords in the garbage street. They had become rusty and had lost all their power under the erosion of time. Now they were just a pile of scrap metal and were worthless.

Qin Feng flicked his finger, and a wisp of eternal fire wrapped around the sword body. The rust stains fell off layer by layer under the burning of the flame, revealing the mysterious spiritual patterns.

Meng Jun's pupils shrank. Just from these broken spiritual patterns, it can be judged that this is at least a third-grade spiritual weapon. Even if it is broken and only retains part of its power, it is still worth at least one or two spiritual stones!

"Boom!" The flames shook, all the rust fell off, and the complete sword appeared in front of everyone.

"Fourth-grade spiritual weapon!" Meng Jun exclaimed. This broken sword turned out to be not a third-grade spiritual weapon but a fourth-grade spiritual weapon. The value of a fourth-grade spiritual weapon is dozens or even hundreds of times that of a third-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is damaged. The fourth-grade spiritual weapon is worth at least dozens or hundreds of spiritual stones.

Moreover, the damage to this broken sword was extremely minimal. Only the tip of the sword was cut off. The spiritual patterns on the main body were not damaged. It still retained more than 70% of its power. Such a fourth-grade spiritual weapon was at least as powerful as Hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones!

Buying a bunch of junk is just a few spirit stones, but this broken sword alone is worth thousands of spirit stones. This is no longer a small profit, but a big profit!

"It's okay. It only requires a small amount of materials to repair it completely. It's not difficult to carve the spirit patterns. After repairing it, it shouldn't be a problem to sell two or three thousand spirit stones." Qin Feng waved the broken sword in his hand, with a sharp breath. It looks like it's about to cut through space, and you can tell at a glance that this sword is not ordinary.

"Your Excellency, you know how to refine weapons?" Meng Jun couldn't help but ask.

"No way, brother Qin, aren't you an alchemist?" Jiang Haochen also looked at Qin Feng in surprise.

"Your surname is Qin and you know how to make alchemy. Could it be that you are crazy Qin?" Meng Jun suddenly thought of something.

Qin Feng touched his nose. When did he get such a weird nickname?

"My name is Qin Feng, but I don't know if I am the crazy Qin you call me." Qin Feng said helplessly.

"That's you. You have surpassed all the geniuses in Tiandan Realm and come first. From being unknown to being famous in Tianwu Continent, you are the only one who has done it for thousands of years." Meng Jun laughed.

If you want to ask who is the most popular in this Tiandan event, there is no doubt that it is Qin Feng. Even Huangfu Kun, who is known as Tianwu Continent's top genius, was suppressed by Qi.

I originally thought that Qin Feng was only slightly better at alchemy, but now it seems that Qin Feng also has some attainments in weapon refining.

Not everyone can repair fourth-grade spiritual weapons. Those who can repair fourth-grade spiritual weapons are all weapon refiners with great reputation in Tianwu Continent.

If Qin Feng can really repair fourth-grade spiritual weapons, Meng Jun dare not say that his weapon refining skills will be better than Huangfu Kun, but at least he can guarantee that he will not be worse than Huangfu Kun.

"Brother Qin, look at this. This medicine bottle can't be opened!" Jiang Haochen pulled it out several times and found that he couldn't uncork it.

Qin Feng flicked his finger and a ray of true energy sank into the medicine bottle. Some spiritual patterns suddenly appeared on the medicine bottle to form a formation. This medicine bottle was actually guarded by a formation?

Meng Jun looked surprised. What he saw in front of him was beyond his understanding. He had never seen anyone carving formations on medicine bottles.

"This is a very ancient sealing formation. It is used to seal the medicinal properties of the elixir. Even after ten thousand years, some of the medicinal properties of the elixir in the medicine bottle will be retained and not all will be lost. Haven't you seen it?" Qin Feng untied it. The sealing formation on the medicine bottle.

Jiang Haochen and Meng Jun both shook their heads. They were well-informed in Qianjin Pavilion, but they had never heard of this sealing formation.

From what Qin Feng said, this thing was from ten thousand years ago. It is normal for something so long ago to be lost, but how did Qin Feng know about it.

"Oh, good luck, a fourth-grade high-level soul-condensing pill!" Qin Feng raised the corner of his mouth.

"What! Fourth-grade high-level elixir!" Meng Jun was shocked.

With these two treasures as a base, Jiang Haochen excitedly identified the next treasures, but after opening several jars in a row, they were all a pile of garbage.

Qin Feng unhurriedly sorted out the pieces of garbage, and then used the eternal fire to remove the impurities to reveal his true colors. It took a whole night to collect the garbage in the yard. When the last piece of garbage was sorted out, it was already there. It's early morning.

Jiang Haochen's eyes were bloodshot, but he was extremely excited. The probability was 30%, a full 30%. Such a high probability was simply appalling.

Although not every one of these 30% treasures is among the fourth-grade spiritual weapons and fourth-grade elixirs, their value has also increased dozens of times. This pile of treasures compiled is worth at least one million spiritual stones!

"Brother Qin, we've made it!" Jiang Haochen was overjoyed.

Meng Jun was also filled with emotion. He had been in charge of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm for decades, and this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Qin Feng has a sharp eye and can pick out these dusty treasures among the billions of garbage in the garbage street. It must be said that this is a good skill. With this skill, he can eat and drink without worries even if his legs are broken.

"I want this broken sword. I wonder if Qianjin Pavilion can eat the rest!" Qin Feng looked at Meng Jun.

Jiang Haochen's eyes lit up: "I introduced this business to Grandpa Meng. According to the rules, I can get a 5% commission!"