Resurrection of Reiki: I Awakened a God-level Martial Soul

A small supernatural power to fix the body is 5000 yuan in middle-grade spirit stones, and if you add this quasi-holy weapon-level ice and fire dragon armor, it is almost a full 20 middle-grade spirit stones.

With such an astronomical figure, the power of the entire Celestial Ancestral Domain is estimated to be comparable to that of the three famous schools and the eight great temples.

"17 middle-grade spirit stones!"

Five seconds after Long Feng finished quoting the price, someone continued to add 1 yuan to the price of middle-grade spirit stones.

"18 middle-grade spirit stones."

After staring at the warrior, Long Feng also added 17 to the number of [-].

"Hehe, it's the limit, I'll offer 20 middle-grade spirit stones! If you raise the price, I'll give up!"

The warrior who just quoted 17 middle-grade spirit stones looked at Long Feng contemptuously, and said arrogantly.

Sure enough, after hearing the figure of 20, Long Feng did not increase the price.

As the dean of Tiandao Holy Academy, he can't act on his will, and the spirit stone still has to be spent wisely.

Although the spirit stone in his hand was enough for him to buy this quasi-holy artifact, he had to weigh the pros and cons to see if it was worth it.

After thinking about it for about ten seconds, Long Feng looked at the Ice and Fire Flood Dragon Armor, and finally shook his head and chose to give up.

There is no way, if this quasi-sacred artifact is photographed, then the Huangtian Pill at the auction may basically miss out.

"Hehe, it's like making you very rich. I'll offer you 25 middle-grade spirit stones. Who dares to follow?!"

Just when the martial artist who called out 20 just smiled, a voice even more rampant than him sounded.

Lu Qingchen stared at him sharply, slowly got up, and finally called out the sky-high price of 25 middle-grade spirit stones.

"Isn't it just 25 middle-grade spirit stones? What's the big deal, I—"

Seeing that someone dared to provoke him, the martial artist got up angrily, and immediately prepared to call out a higher price.

But before he could say anything, he was pulled back by another warrior beside him.

Lu Qingchen turned on the golden holy pupil and glanced at the two men, and found that the one who was asking for the price was a relatively young male warrior.

The man next to him was an old man who looked about seventy years old.

Suddenly being pulled back by the old man next to him, the young warrior stopped in an instant when he was about to shout.

After holding him back, the old man seemed to say something to the young warrior.

Two seconds later, the young warrior sat back very unwillingly, and glared at Lu Qingchen angrily.

"Hehe, if you don't have money, don't come out and pretend, it makes people think you are from the temple."

Lu Qingchen did not intend to let go of the angry eyes of the young warrior, but continued to mock.

It was because he had spoken rudely to Long Feng just now.

As the dean of Tiandao Holy Academy, Long Feng really couldn't be arrogant, so he didn't make a sound.

But Lu Qingchen is different, let's not say that he is just a small student, so he doesn't need to think about these things at all.

Based on the wealth he currently possesses, if he wanted to take a photo of a quasi-holy artifact, it would be easy to grab, so why be polite to others.

So the present scene appeared.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Seeing that Lu Qingchen was still taunting, the young warrior couldn't help but stood up and slapped the stone table hard.

"Hehe, you trash, I can beat you ten times by myself, and you have to listen to other people's opinions even when you shoot a quasi-sacred artifact, how capable you are."

When Lu Qingchen saw this scene, he immediately became interested.

As a young man with five poisons in his previous life, he was a setter when he mocked others.

"sit down!"

Seeing that the young martial artist couldn't bear to raise the price again, the old man next to him suddenly yelled.

"Excuse me, my lords, do you still have a price increase? If not, then this quasi-holy artifact, the Ice Fire Flood Dragon Armor, will belong to this lord."

Seeing this scene, Concubine Yu hurriedly announced loudly, lest there would be another conflict at the trade fair.

Just kidding, although it is said that violating the rules will result in expulsion, but the two of them are very wealthy at first glance, wouldn't it be a pity to expel them.

After all, no warrior would have trouble with Lingshi.

Seeing what Concubine Yu said, the young warrior snorted coldly, but under the stern gaze of the old man, he did not dare to raise the price after all.

"Since no one is willing to increase the price, then this quasi-holy weapon level Ice Fire Flood Dragon Armor belongs to this lord."

After a few seconds, Concubine Yu saw that no one raised the price, so she handed the Ice and Fire Flood Dragon Armor to Lu Qingchen.

Under the envious eyes of all the warriors on the field, Lu Qingchen took the quasi-holy artifact, and put it into the storage ring without hesitation.

Chapter 211 Treasure?dark yellow flag

"Congratulations, my lord. This kind of defensive quasi-holy weapon is very precious in the Tianzu domain. I hope it can bring some help to my lord."

Maybe it's because the price of the transaction is high, or because the martial artist wearing the grimace mask is considered noble.

After the transaction was completed, Concubine Yu gave Lu Qingchen a charming look, and congratulated her softly.

"Well, it was worth the trip."

Lu Qingchen nodded slightly and responded.

At this moment, Lu Qingchen suddenly became the focus of all warriors in the room, no matter which warrior around the stone table, they were all observing him carefully.

Of course, Long Feng was no exception. Like the others, he was staring at Lu Qingchen with burning eyes.

Because the grimace mask warrior in front of him not only took pictures of most of the treasures, but also wanted to help him out just now.

But I don't know him, and there is a divine artifact to cover up his breath, why would this ghost-mask warrior do this?

Long Feng stared at Lu Qingchen while thinking quickly.

This really puzzled him.

And at this moment, Lu Qingchen noticed that Concubine Yu's face changed slightly, but it was only for a moment, and immediately returned to normal.

"My lords, there is only one treasure left in this trade fair. Before that, everyone can trade on their own. After everyone's respective transactions are over, they will start competing for the last treasure."

"The free trading time is one hour, everyone can start now."

After Concubine Yu's face recovered, she suddenly announced to everyone in the room, and then she hurriedly left the room.

"In such a hurry... Could it be that there is something wrong with the tenth treasure?"

Lu Qingchen secretly guessed when he saw Concubine Yu leaving in a hurry.

"I have a total of four quasi-king-level elixir plants. If I want to exchange for a quasi-king-level spiritual weapon, if anyone of you is willing, you can exchange it directly."

After Concubine Yu announced the free trade, everyone present did not find anything strange.

Instead, they each started shouting out the treasures they wanted to trade and the items they needed to exchange.

"Four quasi-king-level elixir in exchange for a quasi-king-level spiritual weapon? I changed it!"

As soon as the voice of the warrior who spoke first fell, someone immediately agreed.

"This is a quasi-king-level spiritual tool. Here, where is the elixir?"

The warrior who agreed to the deal took out a quasi-king-level spear, put it on the table, and then looked at the first person who spoke.

"These are four quasi-king-level elixir, for you."

Seeing that warrior take out the quasi-king-level spirit weapon so readily, the warrior who spoke first put the spirit medicine on the stone table and pushed it over, completing the transaction with the other party.

At this moment, another warrior stood up and said:

"I have a king-level middle-grade skill here, and I want to exchange it for a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon. If you are interested, you can... Forget it, a king-level low-grade spiritual weapon is fine."

The warrior who stood up took out a jade tube engraved with king-level middle-grade exercises, and said the treasure he needed to exchange for.

But when he saw that no martial artist around the stone table responded to him, he changed his words hesitantly.

"Hahahahaha, I also want to exchange the king-level middle-grade exercises for a spirit weapon of the same level. I don't know what to say..."

As soon as the warrior who stood up finished speaking, a warrior opposite him couldn't wait to speak out.

It's just that I didn't want to exchange it, but I couldn't help but sneer.

"I...I, then I...don't change!"

The martial artist who stood up looked like a young man.

Hearing someone laughing at him, his face flushed, and he sat back directly.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little funny, because most of the fighters who can enter the private fair are from major forces, and they don't lack skills.

But that young-looking martial artist showed a king-level middle-grade kung fu, isn't that a joke?

After the young warrior sat down, he seemed a little restless.

Not getting the weapon he needed made his look a bit dim. After a few seconds, he seemed to have made up his mind and stood up again.

"This is a treasure I picked up in a ruin by accident. Although there is no aura fluctuation, its texture is very hard, and it will not break no matter what."

"If you want to exchange it, all you need is a king-level high-grade spiritual weapon, oh no... just a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon."

After the young warrior stood up again, he took out a small dark yellow flag with some reluctance, and said falteringly.

Sure enough, when everyone present saw the small dark yellow flag, they showed interested smiles.

"Hey, this broken flag doesn't have any fluctuations in spiritual power. You want to exchange it for a king-level high-grade, bah, a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon?"

After observing for a few seconds, a very dissonant voice sounded.

Lu Qingchen followed the voice, and found that this person was still the warrior who taunted him just now.

"That's right! Although this little flag has no spiritual power fluctuations, it is extremely hard. I have tried many methods and have not left any marks on it, so this must be a treasure!"

"Although I don't know what this flag is, I won't change it if I don't have a king-level middle-grade spirit weapon!"

After being ridiculed again, the young warrior did not choose to give up the deal as before, but explained to everyone very firmly.

Perhaps in his heart, this little dark yellow flag is really a precious treasure.

After hearing his words, everyone on the field almost hesitated. At this moment, they all began to look at each other, trying to see something from other people.

"A king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon, I want it!"

While the rest of the fighters on the field were still watching each other, a hoarse voice suddenly appeared, and the tone was very firm.

Lu Qingchen stood up slowly, took out a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon from the storage ring, and put it directly on the table.

"This is a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon. Now it is yours. Give me that flag."

Lu Qingchen pushed the king-level middle-grade spirit weapon directly towards the young warrior, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"You, are you really willing to trade?"

The young warrior stared at the king-level middle-grade spirit weapon in front of him, and said in shock.

"Here you are, here you are, this little flag belongs to you, don't go back on your word!"

After the young warrior froze for a moment, he reacted instantly.

He hurriedly pushed the small dark yellow flag towards Lu Qingchen, and then put the king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon on the table into the storage ring with lightning speed.

Chapter 212 Consumables!Blue Sky Wandering Dragon Array

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingchen smiled faintly, and directly put the dark yellow flag into the storage ring.

"Wait, brother, can you give me that little flag, and I can also produce a king-level middle-grade spiritual weapon."

Just after Lu Qingchen put the small dark yellow flag into the storage ring, the shofar warrior sitting beside him suddenly spoke to him.

"Excuse me, I like this little flag very much."

After Lu Qingchen heard the words of the shofar mask warrior beside him, he shook his head and directly refused.

"Then I'll produce a king-level high-grade spirit weapon, no, an emperor-level spirit weapon, so it's okay?!"

Seeing that Lu Qingchen rejected him, the shofar mask warrior seemed a little anxious, and then offered again.

But this time the offer was directly raised to the imperial level spirit weapon, which made the rest of the warriors in the room a little confused.