Time Travel: The Strongest Hidden Successor Dies at 25?

Chai Wen and Lian Fu wandered along the market for a while, and soon found a series of stalls selling spiritual weapons and magical antiques in the middle area.

This is a trading place dedicated to the Apocalypse. It is self-evident to be able to occupy such a large area in such a prime location.

Although it is still early, there are already scattered people wandering between different stalls to choose.

Chai Wen took a general look around and found that unlike the spiritual weapons displayed in luxury shops in the city, most of the objects on the stalls here were damaged to a certain extent, or were some weird gadgets whose origins were unclear.

"There doesn't seem to be anything good here. Many things look inferior to the yarn-binding ropes in Xujiacun." Lian Fu looked around and felt a little unmotivated.

"Hey! Sister Lian Fu, don't compare the intact spiritual weapons with these things. If they were all so perfect, there would be no need to set up a street stall. It would be better to sell them in a specialized store or go to an auction." Chai Wen reminded. road.

"Besides, don't take the yarn-binding rope seriously. I've suffered from that thing before. It's really not something that ordinary people can break free from. If it weren't for the ancestral stone at that time, I might have confessed. I heard that as long as a complete soul No matter how useless the weapon is, you can get hundreds of spirit stones!"

"No wonder Xu Lian made you lose your temper. What you did back then was like destroying the whole family?" Lian Fu teased.

"Ah...cough, let's get down to business. Let's get down to business."

Chai Wen hurriedly walked towards a place where some people had gathered, thinking silently: I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, who knew that the broken rope was so unmade, it was all the fault of Zu Shi...

As I got closer, I realized that this stall was indeed different from the others. His stall was a whole circle larger than others. There were armors covered with knife marks, broken weapons, pens, etc. Not only were there a wide variety of items, , and most of them also emit some faint spiritual light. At first glance, they are all good broken spiritual weapons.

The stall owner sounded like an old man in his fifties, but he might have been disguised. Most of the stall owners here shrouded themselves in loose clothes, wearing felt hats and black cloths, making it hard to see the real thing. actual face.

Here, ordinary stall owners only need to register with the city chief. In this way, Gaoliang City, as the host, protects the privacy of the sellers, and can also play a role in supervising them to a certain extent and avoid buying and selling conflicts that may lead to settlement of accounts after the fall. If something like this happens, of course very few people will challenge the rules here.

Chai Wen was watching when he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, so he looked back to the side.

"Little brother, it is indeed you. I just saw someone coming carrying a black coffin, and I felt very familiar!"

The speaker was none other than the down-and-out scholar who had given Chai Wen some advice at the city gate!

"Sir! What a coincidence!" Chai Wen greeted enthusiastically.

Lian Fu had a good impression of this person and nodded politely.

"I don't want to take it. I don't want to take it. I'm just a useless scholar with no hope of fame. Just call me Kong Xiangshan."

When Kong Xiangshan saw the people around him being yelled at by Chai Wen, they all looked over with curiosity and amusement, their faces flushed. He really loved reading, which could be seen from his scribe's attire.

However, he had been taking exams for seventeen years since he was thirteen years old, but he still could not get rid of his status as a child. He was not even a scholar, so how could he be worthy of being a teacher to this child.

"Mr. Yao's words are wrong. It doesn't matter where the hero comes from. There are always those who have accumulated a lot of experience!" Chai Wen stepped forward to talk to him carelessly.

He had his own ideas. This down-and-out scholar should be considered a regular customer here. He went straight to this stall early in the morning. He was obviously well prepared. Being acquainted with him would give outsiders the illusion of endorsement and guarantee, making it easier to accept him. Come down and act!

Chai Wen's words of "having accumulated a lot of knowledge" seemed to be of great benefit to Kong Xiangshan, so he replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your good wishes, little brother! If you are lucky enough to be in high school this year, I would be very grateful."

"Mr. Kong is really knowledgeable. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and there are two more students." The people next to him were obviously familiar with each other, and they were joking with Kong Xiangshan.

Kong Xiangshan was not annoyed, he just smiled sheepishly, squatted down and played with a pen in front of the stall: "Look at the treasure, look at the treasure, get down to business, don't make fun of me anymore."

The person next to him choked back when he spoke.

"Hey, Mr. Kong Da still knows how to do business. You are a master of the Star Spirit Realm, the pinnacle of the Hope Spirit Master Realm. If you don't practice every day, you only do chores like copying documents and writing letters for others. Otherwise, you spend your time in Then I will never pass the imperial examination."

Chai Wen was also a little curious at this time, because he heard Xu Shi said that with the strength of a warrior like Xu Gu, it would be easy to get the official position of centurion in the dynasty. The man in front of him was actually at the peak spiritual realm, or was he It seems that the owner of the power of the stars will not be so miserable.

As if aware of Chai Wen's questioning gaze, Kong Xiangshan smiled heartily: "I really don't have any ambition to practice, and I haven't spent much time on the road. I only love reading in my life, and I just want to learn what I have learned in my heart." Show your ambition to the world!"

Chai Wen slandered: No wonder your friends are talking about you. You are a talented person on the path of spiritual practice. You have to give up martial arts and follow Wen. That’s it. You haven’t passed the exam for more than ten years, which means you are not the material.

Listening to Kong Xiangshan's words, the man next to him felt even more angry.

"If it weren't for the monthly subsidy provided by the dynasty to those with the power of the stars, you would have starved to death. You finally saved some spare money and you plan to spend it on this useless spiritual weapon. This is completely useless for cultivation and fighting. Use it."

"This... this can't be said to be useless..." Kong Xiangshan answered hesitantly.

"Then Mr. Kong Da will tell you what it does." The man said with a sideways glance.

"This...the characters carved with this pen will not fade, never fade, and last forever in the world. They are rare and healthy characters." Kong Xiangshan said, looking at the pen in his hand with a somewhat pious expression. It can be seen that I really like it.

"Hahaha?!"

"Hahahaha, Lao Kong is really interesting!"

"Is this really a magical weapon? I seriously doubt it. Boss, you are selling this thing too!"

The boss didn't expect anyone to take a fancy to this pen. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and pondered for a while before answering.

"This pen was accidentally picked up by an academy disciple. When I got it, it was full of cracks. It was indeed not magical under the influence of spiritual power. I just found that it could write continuously and leave traces forever. Later, I was anxious to spend money. Just sell it to me cheaply. If you like it, take away the two spiritual stones."

"So dark?!" Chai Wen jumped a little when he heard this.

Just this broken pen? Isn’t it just a high-end carbon pen?

Two spirit stones? How many gold coins and how many copper coins will this cost?