Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Zhang Song took out a storage bag, which contained two level-two fire dates, as well as the purple gold copper and blood-thread silver sent by Tang Wen. Both of these were top-level level-two materials, and he did not plan to keep them for himself.

Shopkeeper Huang took it with both hands and placed it on the table. His eyes shone brightly and his hands kept groping on the purple-gold copper.

"Top-grade purple gold copper, weighing one hundred and thirty-eight catties and six ounces."

"Special grade blood-thread silver, weighing one pound and three ounces."

"Level 2 Fire Date."

Huang Ershisan knew everything about them, with a satisfied look on his face, and even gave people the feeling that he wanted to hug them and take a bite.

"Does the guest want spirit stones, or is he ready to exchange for something else?"

"If you want to exchange it for spirit stones, Purple Gold Copper is 38,000 spirit stones, Blood Silk Silver is 13,000 spirit stones, and Fire Date is 500 spirit stones."

Zhang Song shook his head. "That's too low. A piece of purple-gold copper this big can be sold for at least 50,000 spirit stones in other places."

Huang Ershisan nodded. He agreed with Zhang Song's words. There might be some suckers among the buyers, but there were no fools among the people who came here to sell things. They all knew the value of their things.

"Guest, the items that come to our pavilion to sell are mostly of unknown origin and difficult to sell."

Tang Wen explained clearly that the Siling Pavilion was extremely mysterious and the things there were expensive, but it had a very good reputation, and most importantly, as long as you had money, you could buy anything here.

"Information, human lives, life expectancy, as long as you can pay the corresponding price."

Zhang Song agreed with what Manager Huang said. After all, it was a top-level chamber of commerce, and the manager gave him the feeling of facing a monster.

"I also heard that if your shopkeeper wants to improve his status, he also needs transaction volume, transaction quality and price."

Huang Ershisan: "The customer is right, but I only have two opportunities to use my privileges every year, so why should I give it to you?"

"I want to buy items from the bull beast, preferably the skull, heart bone, etc."

Huang Ershisan's eyes rolled around and his hands habitually fiddled with the abacus on the table.

"Four items."

"First-grade yellow cowhide, intact, one hundred and fifty spirit stones per piece, six in stock."

"First-level yellow cattle skeleton, intact, 500 spirit stones per set, two sets in stock."

"Second-level black bull treasure, weighing one pound, one thousand, two thousand spirit stones."

"Second-level buffalo hide, intact, 400 spirit stones, only one piece."

Zhang Song said calmly without raising his eyelids: "I told you, I am generous and willing to spend money."

"Don't take out anything below level three."

Huang Ershisan couldn't help laughing, his voice was high-pitched and hoarse, like a big rat stealing rice.

Any cultivator knows that one should use elixirs and treasures that are appropriate to one’s strength.

It would be a waste for a second-level cultivator to use a third-level treasure. It would only activate a portion of its power. If the treasure is of high quality, it may in turn affect the holder, causing evil thoughts or bad things to happen.

Zhang Song is very calm. Who says he doesn't need to boost sales and performance at the end of the year?

Huang Ershisan practiced rat magic, the negative effect of which was that he was selfish and cunning, and had a certain tendency to be corrupt.

"Two items."

"Right horn of a third-level black bull, well-preserved, with no loss of spiritual energy, worth seven thousand spirit stones."

"Level 3 black cowhide, 17 meters on the back, 2 meters on the belly, 12,000 spirit stones."

Zhang Song was satisfied that he actually had materials from a third-level bull beast.

Huang Ershisan suddenly laughed in a low voice: "The third-level demonized black cow hide, the third-level demonized black cow horn."

"I'll pay the normal price, but you have to give me the purple gold copper and the blood-thread silver..."

"Exchange the blood silver for me for a first-level Qi-refining elixir."

Huang was reselling it twenty-three miles away, making at least three W from this deal.

Zhang Song was able to purchase the materials for the third-level demonized bull beast, which meant that his goal had been achieved. Materials of this quality were usually treasured in the hands of the powerful.

Huang Ershisan opened his mouth carefully and spit out a light blue storage bag with several clear gold rune lines on it. It was obvious at a glance that it was several levels higher than the one in Zhang Song's hand.

He waved his hand and activated the formation in the room.

First, a roll of black cowhide was sent out. As soon as it was taken out, Zhang Song's blood and energy were instinctively stimulated.

The rich energy and blood were so thick that they were sticky and could not be dissolved. I even felt like I was buried under a pile of sand, getting heavier and heavier.

Huang Ershisan's rat eyes saw Zhang Song still standing there, and he curled his lips in disappointment. He could tell at first glance that Zhang Song was a second-level warrior, and the secret method he practiced was higher than that of his rat magic.

I didn’t have this feeling when I faced my master who had completely transformed into a giant snake.

It’s like standing at the foot of a mountain and looking up, it’s majestic and violent.

Compared with the broken black cowhide, Yu Youzi's aura is like the ripples in a pond caused by the wind compared with the waves caused by a storm on the sea.

A big wave can smash everything that stands in its way.

Huang Ershisan was very proud: "This is a real bull demon, which once devoured a city and was collected in the secret treasury of the royal palace."

Zhang Song put it away carefully and planned to study it carefully when he got back.

It was three meters long, half a meter thick, rough and hard, and most importantly, had natural talismans on it, like circles of giant paintings of mountains and rivers, with giant bulls at the top corners, running and hunting.

Zhang Song touched the huge treasure carefully. It felt like an ancient tree that had grown for thousands of years. It was also hairy and rough, like a weathered rock, and it hurt his hand.

"Deal." Zhang Song put it in the storage bag.

Huang Ershisan was also very satisfied. He casually took out a bottle of pills and threw it to Zhang Song.

"Your storage bag won't last for twelve hours if you put third-level items in it. You should buy a higher-level storage bag."

Zhang Song pretended to sigh: "I have no money left. You can see that I haven't seen a single spiritual stone."

"Hahahahahaha." Huang Ershisan laughed happily, his eyes rolling. He knew that this guy was lying and must have some good stuff on him. He could swear by the Rat God.

After Zhang Song left, he moved both items to the Immortal Palace.

Sure enough, the system reminded him that only the horn was equipped on it.

"Generally, metal bull demons, because they are stained with their own blood and essence, are filled with anger and unwillingness before death, and have special demonic characteristics."

“Wear it or not?”

"Yes."

"Effect 1: Gold affinity, the practice speed of all gold-based techniques increases by 5%, and the effect of using them increases by %."

"Effect 8: Warrior-type blessing %"

"Effect 15: Body Refining Skills bonus %"

"Special attribute: Kuiniu visualization technique, practice speed increased by 5%."

After achieving his goal, Zhang Song began to stroll around casually. In the afternoon, he had a fine banquet at Zuixiaolou, and the most important thing was fish.

The only thing missing in the village is fish. Although there are two streams, no big fish can be caught unless you are willing to go to the underground river in the mine.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhang Song returned to the inn. His uncle had just returned as well.

I took a simple rest for a while, mainly because my mind was in the Immortal Palace. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, just like a child who got a favorite toy. I even wanted to hold it in my arms when I sleep, and I wanted to show it to everyone I met.

……

Huamanyuan is located in the east of the city, covering an area of ​​dozens of acres. The gate is six meters high, with red bricks and large tiles. Strings of red lanterns are hung under the beams, making the entire east of the city as bright as day.

Zhang Song looked at the luxurious carriages and tall horses at the door, feeling a little dazed.

Why does it feel like I'm in a high-end club? However, this world has very high requirements for horsemen. Without some strength, it is impossible to drive various horses and beasts.

Zhang Song and the three clan leaders walked in. It was even more lively inside. Some high-ranking officials, with proud looks on their faces, were sitting at the wine table with beauties in their arms.

There were wealthy merchants sitting in a three-story pavilion, with baskets of copper coins and silver coins scattered down from their houses.