NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 51 Faceless Magical Weapon
To the left of the entrance to the main hall is a shop selling various finished magical items. The various items inside are sparkling, and there are many good products at a glance. The closed door of the house on the right is engraved with the words "Purchase and Appraisal of Spiritual Materials and Magical Weapons". Directly opposite is a deep corridor with stone houses on both sides. Zhan Nianchuan looked at it and saw the words "First Class Armor Refining" written on it. It seems to be the weapon refining room of the weapon refining hall.
At this time, a handyman from the shop on the left ran over quickly and said respectfully: "Brother Zhan, are you here to buy a magic weapon?"
"Do you recognize me?" Zhan Nianchuan was surprised. Is he so famous?
"I recognize you. We all the servants know you. After all, it is difficult for any of the servants to break through the examination and become an outer disciple, let alone become an alchemy master. You have always been an example for us to learn from." The servant's words revealed Deep envy.
That's it. Zhan Nianchuan nodded, "Tell me about the magical weapons here."
"Okay, you come with me, you see..." the handyman began to talk non-stop.
Zhan Nianchuan felt something was wrong after listening for a while, so he had to interrupt, "Stop, stop, stop, don't introduce the ones below the top grade of the Huang rank, the ones of the lower grade of the Xuan rank are also fine. I bought it for my uncle."
When the handyman saw that Zhan Nianchuan was dressed as an outer sect disciple, he naturally treated him as an ordinary disciple below the sixth level of Qi Condensation. This was correct. Unfortunately, Zhan Nianchuan's net worth was comparable to that of an elder at the Foundation Establishment Realm. I can't stand these scraps.
Upon hearing this, the handyman's breathing became rapid and his face turned red with excitement, "Brother Zhan, please..."
While listening and watching, Zhan Nianchuan really didn't find anything in particular that he wanted to buy. In terms of attack, he had a high-grade yellow-grade long sword, and in terms of defense, he had a low-grade Xuan-grade blue water shield, and he also had a natural scale armor. , in terms of defensive power, it is at least as good as the low-grade yellow-level soft armor, so I just took a look at it casually.
The handyman was very good at observing people's emotions. Although he knew that Zhan Nianchuan probably didn't have much desire to buy, he still tried his best to encourage him to make a deal.
"what is this?"
Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were attracted by a thin black mask placed in the corner, and he immediately asked.
"This is a low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon called Faceless. It has a strong effect of isolating the prying eyes of the spiritual consciousness. It can resist the prying eyes of a monk who is a higher level than the user. It can even isolate the prying eyes of monks in the middle stage of the pill formation. Spying. In other words, after you put it on, only monks above the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm can see your true face."
The handyman explained it in detail, but he didn't have any hope that Zhan Nianchuan would buy it because its function was too simple and the price was very high, otherwise it wouldn't have been sitting here without anyone taking care of it.
"Show it to me. Uncle Wang just needs such a magic weapon." Zhan Nianchuan tried his best to pretend to be indifferent. In fact, he was very excited inside and without hesitation, he put the buyer on Wang Yan.
There was no way, this magic weapon was probably not cheap, and it would be too hot for him to buy.
Although he also spent thousands of contribution points in the Contribution Hall, Wang Yan personally delivered it to the door. He did not believe that anyone in the sect dared to attack him, and of course there were people who could kill him instantly, but those people Will I be short of a few flying charms and a few mysterious elixirs?
The value of this mysterious magic weapon is definitely more than 2,000 contribution points. Although it has a single function, it is very practical. Zhan Nianchuan is prepared to win it at any cost.
Taking the mask handed over by the handyman, Zhan Nianchuan put it on his face. It felt slightly cool, and it quickly changed to fit the face without affecting his vision at all. It felt very good.
"Not bad, I will report it to Uncle Wang." Zhan Nianchuan took off his mask and said something that made the handyman overjoyed.
He was not worried about Zhan Nianchuan bragging about the elder, unless there was something wrong with Zhan Nianchuan's head.
Zhan Nianchuan was not interested in the other items, so he walked around casually and left.
After going out, Zhan Nianchuan took out a transmission note, said a few words, threw it out, and walked slowly towards the Alchemy Palace.
A quarter of an hour later, a flash of sword light flashed, and Wang Yan lowered her sword. After seeing that there was no one else around, she asked, "Why are you calling me here in such a hurry?"
"I have to trouble Senior Sister again, please Senior Sister..." After Zhan Nianchuan explained the matter clearly, he took out the sect token and gave Wang Yan four thousand contribution points, and also gave the spirit stone pocket to Wang Yan. she.
Wang Yan didn't waste any time and immediately flew towards the Weapon Refining Hall with her sword, while Zhan Nianchuan continued to walk slowly towards the Alchemy Hall.
Half an hour later, Wang Yan descended from the sky again and returned the three magic weapons and the spirit stone pocket to Zhan Nianchuan.
"I saw that there is nothing wrong with the mask magic weapon. It has two thousand contribution points. The bucket and pot are both yellow-level high-grade magic weapons, and they have eight hundred contribution points." He took out the token and planned to use the remaining one thousand two hundred contribution points. Dedicated to Zhan Nianchuan.
"No, no, these one thousand and two contribution points will be given to senior sister as payment for your hard work." Zhan Nianchuan hurriedly stopped her.
"Okay, I'll accept it." Wang Yan was not a mother-in-law, so she accepted it simply.
"By the way, senior sister, how come these buckets and pots are just right?" Zhan Nianchuan was very curious. He had originally planned to wait ten and a half months.
"This barrel is used by the refining master of the Refining Hall to quench fires. Many powerful magic weapons are quenched using this barrel. This pot was customized by the master of Qingling Peak. She did not set a delivery time. I You said I was in a hurry, so you gave me the pot first. Didn't you say that as long as it can be used?" Wang Yan explained in detail.
Hearing that this bucket was used to temper magic weapons, the corners of Zhan Nianchuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't mind as long as it was cleaned and used.
Zhan Nianchuan nodded, "Senior Sister Lao, I'll go to the Alchemy Palace first." This is not a place for chatting, and he still has things to do.
"Okay." Wang Yan directly flew into the sky with her sword. She was also eager to refine the vermilion fruit to improve her cultivation and strive to reach the middle stage of foundation building as soon as possible.
After arriving at the Dan Palace, Zhan Nianchuan went to meet his master Liu Weimao as usual, and received a few lukewarm compliments. Seeing Liu Weimao showing impatience, Zhan Nianchuan hurriedly reported:
"Master, the sect's peak competition is about to be held. This disciple is an outer sect disciple from Lindan Peak, do you think?"
Liu Weimao waved his hand away and said to Zhan Nianchuan, "If you want to participate, just do it. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do in the future."
"Disciple, please retire." Zhan Nianchuan sneered in his heart. With Liu Weimao's words, he would never step foot into Liu Weimao's residence again.
After borrowing the alchemy room of the Alchemy Palace to spend several days to complete this year's elixir refining task, Zhan Nianchuan was about to leave the Alchemy Palace, but unexpectedly he met an acquaintance, Chen Hong, the elder of the Alchemy Palace.
"Disciple pays homage to Elder Chen." Since they met, Zhan Nianchuan had no choice but to salute respectfully.
"It's you, eh, that's right, you've reached the third level of Qi Condensation." Chen Hong still remembered this disciple who refined the best elixir, and felt very sorry for not being able to accept him as his disciple.
Seeing Chen Hong with a kind expression, Zhan Nianchuan's heart moved, "Elder Chen, where is the origin of Magic Night Grass?"