Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

There was a strong man with a dark face in the store, chatting with a man in a Confucian shirt.

When the guests came to the door, the strong man stood up to greet him. Since it was Qi training period, he had to bow respectfully to Han Li first. Xu Qingyang coughed twice, took out his tiger teeth and explained his purpose. The strong man figured out who the real owner was, observed it and patted his chest. : "Guest, please rest assured that the material of this sword, I guess, is the fang of some kind of top-level monster. The main body is not damaged and it is not difficult to repair..."

As he said this, Xu Qingyang took out another object, a piece of dragon black scale armor several feet long.

Seeing this thing, the strong man breathed heavily.

He looked to the left, touched to the right, and even put his nose to smell. He said, "Wait a moment," and hurried into the house. Soon he called a thin old man. When the old man saw something, he was also stunned.

"Jiaolong, these are the scales that the dragon has shed!!"

Xu Qingyang was very satisfied that he knew the goods, so he nodded: "I want to make this into a defensive armor..."

"War Armor?"

The old man was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sorry, if I understand correctly, the guest wants to use this dragon scale armor to refine an armored magic weapon, right?"

Xu Qingyang shook his head, thought for a while, and said: "Let's talk alone..."

The boss immediately asked the strong man to arrange the room, and the two went in to talk. Xu Qingyang made a small ball of qi and blood suspended in the palm of his hand, and asked the old man to observe it carefully with his spiritual consciousness. There was only one request, which could make the qi and blood replace the mana drive and stimulate the refining of scale armor. of armor. If you really can't do it, then don't use it, just transform it into a physical armor and wear it.

The old man observed it for a long time and suddenly said: "My guest must have practiced the secret art of blood path. I would say it is somewhat familiar."

This surprised Xu Qingyang, and he quickly asked. The old man explained with a smile that Yuanwu Kingdom has two sects, good and evil. Among them, there is a special branch in the inheritance of the demonic sect, which is the blood demon cultivator.

The monks of this sect are good at collecting blood to practice blood, and use blood to perform various secret techniques, which are extremely powerful.

However, this secret technique is very partial, and there are many specious subdivisions, making it difficult to distinguish. Occasionally, some people get some incomplete secret skills to practice, but it is not common. Complete ones can only be obtained by the magic sect. The old man has also been refining weapons for many years and is well-informed. He once encountered a demon cultivator who used the blood secret skills to fight.

The demon cultivators in Yuanwu Kingdom are not the ones that everyone wants to beat, and they are even more popular than the righteous sects.

Xu Qingyang became interested and continued to ask for advice, but the old man didn't know much, so he could only hold back and get back to the topic. After the old man figured out the usage he wanted, he hesitated: "I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee..."

On the sign at the door, there is compensation for damage according to the price.

Needless to say, this dragon scale armor is extremely rare. If you don't get it right, you may lose everything and your reputation will be ruined.

Xu Qingyang didn't know about his concerns and knew that his request would be troublesome. However, he was not sure of the other party's abilities and only said: "Master, if you are not sure, then I have no choice but to look elsewhere."

The old man suddenly became anxious: "Guest, let me think about it again."

For a weapon refiner, this kind of top-grade material is rarely encountered a few times in a lifetime, which is really unbearable.

Finally, he invited the strong man over. This strong man was his son. The two were run by a father-son family. The art of refining weapons has been passed down from generation to generation for several generations. It benefited from a second-level fire crow demon cultivated by his ancestors. Beast, they have developed a demon fire weapon refining technique. Now that the family's weapon refining technique has encountered a bottleneck, they need this precious material to break through.

The father and son discussed it for a while and finally made up their minds to take the order.

They were willing, but Xu Qingyang wanted to be cautious. There was only one material, and there was little point in paying for it if it was damaged, so he proposed to wait until he could refinish the tiger teeth according to his own requirements before confirming.

Not only the tiger fangs, but also the dragon tendons and claws are given to them if the other party is really capable.

They agreed on the next time to come here. When they walked out, they saw Han Li and the man in Confucian shirt talking about something. When he saw him coming out, Han Li stood up and said that he was passing by. The man in Confucian shirt was a "fashionable man". To put it in layman's terms, he just helped some people. The shop was attracting customers, and Han Li was eager to find Danfang, who recommended a place to him.

"Secret Store"

"Senior, don't worry. The secret store not only has treasures, techniques, materials, and even information. If you are lucky, you can come across any good thing. If you really don't like it, you can also increase your knowledge..."

"Anyway, go take a look. There are only benefits and it won't take too long."

Han Li was already moved. The key was that in this city, the territory of the Tianxing Sect, there was little possibility of evil activities.

Xu Qingyang is now focused on finding the genius formation master in his memory, but he is not in a hurry. He just wants to get rid of some ordinary top-level magic weapons and see if he can find anything he needs. So he nodded in agreement, and then the man in Confucian shirt led them to a small shop with a closed door.

The man came forward and knocked on the door, and a woman who had practiced Qi Level 5 and spoke harshly came out.

She dismissed the man and said that the guests he brought before were all paupers, and that he only boasted without spanking, which was pretty much what he meant.

When she saw the foundation-building senior Han behind her, the woman changed her face again.

Naturally, Xu Qingyang was ignored again, retreated behind Han Li, turned into a follower, and followed him into the store. The inside was ordinary. The woman cast a spell and opened a tunnel. When the two came, they each got a piece of cloth to cover their faces, changed their clothes, and then entered the tunnel. I won’t go into details. There is a secret auction under the tunnel. The guests are mainly foundation-building monks, and less than half are Qi-training monks.

The specifications are so high, it is indeed a place where good things are easy to come out.

Before the auction started, Han Li found a place to sit down, while Xu Qingyang, led by the attendant of the secret shop, went to the backstage and took out several ordinary top-level magic weapons.

The person from the secret shop made an appraisal and made a gesture: "Things can be auctioned. According to the rules of the store, there is a 10% commission."

“If the auction fails, we won’t get a penny.”

They spoke confidently and didn't seem to be forcing anything. Xu Qingyang agreed after a moment's thought. The quality of the customers here was extremely high, and it was easy to sell at high prices, and a higher commission was acceptable.

In fact, this was also the case. As soon as the auction started, one of his magic weapons was put in front to warm up the auction.

It was a fire-attribute flying sword, a magic weapon belonging to an unknown person who died in his hands in the forbidden area. The power was good and the response was enthusiastic. Several monks in the foundation building stage bid for it, but a monk in the Qi training stage snatched it up later. He spent more than 300 spiritual stones. It was like a treasure, and he was very happy.

Xu Qingyang was quite satisfied, but the unexpected result came later.

The auction continued, and many treasures appeared one after another, but none of them were what Han Li and Xu Qingyang needed. In the second half of the process, a thousand-year-old elixir unexpectedly appeared.

Han Li was startled. This was something he had exchanged before.

But this is not the point. The point is that in the fierce bidding that followed, the boy shouted: "My friend needs this thousand-year-old elixir to save his life. I am willing to exchange it for the formation equipment that inverts the Five Elements Formation."

"Thousand-year elixir, help, friends, formation" flashed in Xu Qingyang's mind, he was so lucky.