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At this time, the reed mat fighting has reached its climax, and more than 10 people have been called into the palace in a row. More and more strange people have made spells more and more strange. It is obvious that Yao Shan, the evil beggar, still stood still and never played, and he did not pay attention to those who were called into the palace in front.
But Jiao Fei didn’t want to see the excitement at this time. He already knew that these so-called wizards and powers would think of seeking the prosperity of the world just because they wanted to live forever. Even though there are some magical people among them, their road to seeking the truth of immortality has come to an end.
These people are not all the way with him. Although Jiao Fei’s master Lan Li’s door is only a few months old, he has long seen that Master is not with these Li Tianyi who sent a letter to Fang Yun for the wizards and powers.
Therefore, he is confident that his master will be willing to help Su Huan save his sister.
Su Huan’s mouth is slightly light, and it is obvious that she is somewhat tempted to talk about flying. She is different from Jiao Fei, a young man who has just entered the practice path. She and her sister are both snake spirits in the scenic area of 100,000 mountains, and they only have iron backs. Cang Lang’s strange Wang Daoyuan is a neighbor language. Su Huan’s sisters are bent on asking for a long life, never hurting people and animals, and are not willing to join several sects in the scenic area.
Several sects of Shanmen in Miaojiang, including Heshan Road, are famous for practicing evil magic or witchcraft, and it is impossible to practice successfully without hurting poor creatures.
When she first saw Jiao Fei in Suzaku Street, she knew that this young man was so unconventional that she couldn’t see Jiao Fei’s roots. Then she gave him a push on purpose. Otherwise, why couldn’t Su Huan fix some bricks?
"Thank you, Gong!"
Su Huan Ying Ying Wan Fu’s heart is also grateful to Jiao Fei for seeing that it’s getting late. In his heart, he said, "Don’t go back late and let the master scold you." Road flyover Lan Li hasn’t really made Jiao Fei master, so this young man has high demands on himself and doesn’t slack off because of this. Instead, he is wary of introspection everywhere, for fear that a bad trip will lead to a wrong fate.
Jiao Fei doesn’t know how many stories he has seen in his ancestors’ notes. Some people suddenly got a great opportunity to worship the immortal gate, but it was not because of greed and self-interest or because they were brave and ruthless. In the end, they failed to live up to a practice in vain. Although Su Huan looked charming and cheerful and lively, Jiao Fei was somewhat fond of it, but he would never be attached to Su Huan and said goodbye to him in a hurry and went to the West Square first.
At that time, there were quite a few shops selling robes, alms, wooden fish and other things in the west lane of Li Tang’s worship of Buddhism, and the price was extremely low. Needless to say, Taoist Lan Li gave him a small bag of gold, and he got more than ten times as much gold and silver as Taoist Lan Li in the five-yin bag of Cang Lang’s strange Wang Daoyuan. Even if he bought all the shops selling such goods in the west lane, it would be enough for Jiao Fei to be young, but these shops all have their own specialties in Chang ‘an.
Jiao Fei randomly found a very elegant shop and bought two garments that fit together. Remembering that the old Taoist priest had a whim when he saw the reed mat fighting just now, he asked the store, "Do you have any good dust here?"
Jiao Fei didn’t want to buy any rare magic weapon. It’s just a childlike innocence. After all, this store is also an ordinary person. It is unlikely that there will be a fairy magic weapon for sale. When the store sees Jiao Fei’s generosity, it is very enthusiastic. It immediately moved more than ten Dalbergia wooden cases in front of Jiao Fei and said wryly, "Are you going to give a lover boy?" A few dusts here are the best. "
The owner of the store pointed to a perfect black duster and said, "This duster is a thousand-year-old purple mahogany silver wire, all of which are silver manes from the western regions. There are only more than ten pieces in Chang ‘an. If your lover holds this duster, it is indeed an honor ratio."
Jiao Fei’s clothes are simple, but the gold and silver are moving, so he is regarded as a rich man by this store. But after all, he comes from a small family. How can he know that Chang ‘an Zhongzheng is popular in raising child molesters?
Jiao Fei didn’t know what to do. He listened to the store touting the need to add a teenager’s mind and had extra spare money in his hand, so he opened his mouth and said he would buy it.
That store is even more happy to wrap this animal mane made of wood and handed it in Jiao Fei’s hands. In my heart, I said, "I don’t know where the outbreak came from, but not only the clothes are worse than our Chang ‘an characters, but also my eyes and knowledge are poor. I have never heard of any shop in Chang ‘an that had this little fool who actually believed it."
However, although the shopkeeper despised his face in his heart, he smiled more and more brilliantly. When he saw Jiao Fei lifting his feet to go, he said, "Where can I meet such a sucker if he doesn’t catch him and buy more things?" If you don’t sell it to him, or you can’t find a buyer in the store, it’s even more ridiculous that I even received such a waste when I was wrong. "
Jiao Fei got up and was about to leave the store behind him, calling him to stay. I couldn’t help but feel, "I bought something, but he was so happy that he couldn’t wait to sell me all this shop. Did I buy anything wrong?" It’ s good to be fooled by people? "
Jiao Fei has been clever since he was a child. After all, he was born in a small town. Where do you know all kinds of means of profiteers? Jia never had so much gold and silver on hand, and suddenly he didn’t feel like cherishing it, but the owner’s enthusiasm was too much, which made Jiao Fei suddenly annoyed. "This must be careful not to cheat people and count money for others, but I bought two garments, and even if it is expensive, I won’t suffer any losses. No matter what the store wants me to buy, I will definitely not."
When the store saw Jiao Fei’s hesitant face, it quickly greeted him warmly. "I saw that the public is so good that I must be interested in the door multiplier. It happened that the store received a multiplier a few days ago, but a monk Hu from the western regions who participated in the land and water conference temporarily mortgaged things with me because of lack of travelling expenses. I want to ask the public to comment on it."
Jiao Fei has just seen the reed mat fighting in the land and water conference today, and fought with Su Huan side by side. Wang Daoyuan, the iron-backed Cang Lang monster, really has a strong interest in the multiplier. He said in his heart, "I think it’s better to see how long things will not be delayed."
When the shopkeeper saw Jiao Fei, he was so happy that he immediately asked the man to hold out a scabbard sword from behind. This sword has a strange style and is bigger than the saber cut by the army. The sword worn by Jianghu Rangers is even more incomparable than Jiao Fei’s interest at the sight. He carried it conveniently and felt that this sword was heavier than it was.
He gently pulled out this western style sword and saw that there were nine Sanskrit golden lights shining on the ridge, which covered the sharp edge of the sword body. Jiao Fei was slightly stunned and said, "This is not like a multiplier! It seems that an ordinary weapon was written by someone. Although these nine Sanskrit characters look dazzling, they have no real power. "
Jiao Fei’s vision is not enough, but he can see that even the lowest-order multiplier is not an operator.
Taoist Lan Li once taught him that the real magic weapon for monks is that if it is not a coincidence that they have acquired natural materials and treasures, and hundreds of years of hard work and sacrifice will never be sacrificed, then success will mean that a large Taoist school has so many treasures, and it will take generations of efforts to get such a climate.
Ordinary practitioners have the most algorithms, but it also takes decades of hard work and hard work to compete with others.
A lower level is that ordinary unscrupulous monks draw a few symbols in ordinary things, and they barely have some functions to match the symbols.
For example, this time, except for the dust dusted by the old Taoist priest in the first game, all the others were symbols. Otherwise, the defeated Taoist priest wouldn’t even pick a symbol without Gu Jian, who had worked hard for decades. How could a yogi be willing to give it up?
Wang Daoyuan’s two things, although Su Huan is also called a magic weapon, are still just two things that have not been sacrificed and refined into a realm multiplier.