"Here you are!"

Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian were extorted miserably, and each gave 1000 pieces of ground product basalt to monk TanQian in exchange for a volume of Buddhist scriptures.

For Hua Qinglian, 1000 pieces of ground grade basalt are not too large. However, it is difficult to swallow this tone, and I am very angry with TanQian's kindness.

Ning Xiaochuan was originally a poor man. The 1000 pieces of ground grade basalt were still obtained from the heaven and earth ring of the great demon of the holy fish clan. Before covering the heat, it fell into the pocket of monk TanQian, and his resentment against monk TanQian became deeper!

"Amitabha! Goodness! Goodness!"

Monk Tan Qian's eyes all laughed into a crack, and immediately put away two bags of ground product basalt, for fear of being snatched back by Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Qinglian.

The three spread out the sutras, wrapped them around their bodies, and flew towards the remnant tower.

When they entered the cold current layer, the Buddhist scriptures on their bodies actually emitted dazzling Buddha light. Golden Sanskrit rushed out of the Scriptures and turned into a golden Buddhist net, wrapping them in the center to isolate the cold.

"Shua Shua!"

They broke through two layers of cold currents and reached the bottom of the remnant tower.

When I stood under the remnant tower, I really felt the huge breath of the remnant tower. It was like an ancient god standing in front of me, emitting the flavor of vicissitudes and simplicity.

If an ordinary monk stands under the remnant tower, he will certainly be unable to help kneeling and worshipping.

At the bottom of the remnant tower, I don't know what sharp weapon was cut off, and the gap is uneven, all yellow rust.

The grain pattern originally engraved on the tower has been blurred and illegible because of rust.

"Wow!"

The Buddhist scriptures wrapped around Ning Xiaochuan suddenly broke into pieces of waste paper, floating in the air.

The Buddhist scriptures on monk Tan Qian and Hua Qinglian were also broken, and their essence was lost, turning into pieces of broken paper.

"Monk TanQian's sutras can only be used once." Ning Xiaochuan's secret way.

Hua Qinglian walked towards the remnant tower, stretched out a thin snow-white hand, and wiped away a layer of rust. Under the rust, there were traces of dark cyan light, such as a divine mirror, on which ancient words floated.

Monk Tan Qian trembled with excitement, his eyes lit up, and his lips were drooling. He walked towards the remnant tower and took out a Vajra pestle to knock on it, exploring this broken supreme weapon in his way.

Eh!

Ningxiaochuan picked up a piece of scrap iron as long as a walnut, which was irregular in shape and covered with rust, more than ten meters away from the remnant tower.

However, such a large piece of scrap iron is extremely heavy, like a mountain. Ning Xiaochuan wrapped his arm with vitality before picking up this piece of scrap iron.

He wiped away the rust and immediately showed a dark blue light. Countless small ancient texts floated on the surface of the iron block.

From a distance, it looks like a small star in Ning Xiaochuan's hand.

"This is a fragment that fell from the supreme imperial vessel. Unfortunately, it took too long to fall, and the essence was almost lost."

"Otherwise, even if it's just a piece of imperial iron falling from the supreme imperial ware, the destructive power it exerts is definitely more powerful than the general inferior supreme ware." Tiandi blade said with some regret.

The essence of this piece of imperial iron is almost lost. It seems bright and dazzling, but it has only an empty shell, which is no different from scrap iron.

Ning Xiaochuan, of course, was very sorry and was about to throw away this scrap iron. However, after he glanced at monk TanQian, he immediately showed a strange smile in his eyes.

"Oh! This... This is... A piece of imperial iron that fell from the supreme imperial instrument. It's big! It's big!" Ning Xiaochuan held the scrap iron in his hands, excited, trembling with excitement.

Sure enough, monk TanQian saw the dazzling remnant iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hand and immediately ran over. His eyes widened, and he added his lips, saying, "benefactor Ning, don't jump to a conclusion before you are sure that it is really the emperor iron that fell from the supreme emperor's instrument. I have the best research on the supreme emperor's instrument, and let me help you identify it!"

Ning Xiaochuan stared at monk TanQian and revealed a small piece of the imperial iron, saying, "it's exactly the same as the smell of the iron tower. Moreover, there are ancient texts flowing on the surface, which are dazzling. It's definitely the imperial iron falling from the supreme imperial ware. It's really a big profit! I don't know if I can buy 100 pieces of ground product basalt after selling it!"

A hundred pieces of ground grade basalt!

Monk TanQian was happy and thought to himself, "Ning Xiaochuan is still too young after all, and he doesn't understand the value of the supreme imperial ware. Even if it's just a piece of imperial iron, it's definitely worth more than 10000 pieces of ground grade basalt."

Monk TanQian didn't show any sign, his face was solemn, and sighed, "it's just a small piece of imperial iron, and it's definitely not worth 100 pieces of ground grade basalt."

He pointed to the iron tower in front of him and said, "benefactor Ning, you see, how tall and huge this iron tower is. If you can sell 100 pieces of ground grade basalt for such a small piece of residual iron, can you buy several human civilizations by selling this iron tower?"

Ningxiaochuan nodded and said, "what the master said seems to be reasonable."

"It's not only reasonable, it's simply too reasonable."

Monk Tan Qian pondered for a moment and said, "however, I'm going to forge a treasure recently, and I'm just short of a piece of imperial iron. If benefactor Ning is willing to give this piece of imperial iron to the poor monk, I'm willing to give... Thirty pieces of ground grade Xuanshi Xuanshi, and buy this piece of imperial iron."

"Thirty pieces of ground grade basalt?" Ning Xiaochuan said bluntly, "it's too cheap to sell. Besides, I don't lack basalt."

"Wait a minute!"

Monk Tan Qian folded his hands and said, "Amitabha! Benefactor Ning is a great spiritual master. Naturally, he doesn't lack Xuanshi. Is there anything missing from benefactor Ning? I can exchange it with you."

"Seriously?" Ningxiaochuan road.

"Absolutely serious." Monk Tan Qian's serious way.

"I don't know what you have. Show me some?" Ningxiaochuan naturally wants the "ground crystal" in monk TanQian's hand.

However, monk TanQian is too smart. If he directly points out that he wants "Dijing", monk TanQian will certainly be alert.

Therefore, Ning Xiaochuan plans to let monk TanQian take out the "ground crystal" by himself.

Monk TanQian immediately took out a lot of utensils from his robe, including Vajra pestle, wooden fish, incense burner, iron bell, bowl... There were more than 30 pieces. However, these utensils were all broken and spiritless. Maybe they were the utensils he carried away from a Buddhist temple.

Ning Xiaochuan frowned, knocked the pile of utensils on the ground, shook his head, and said, "since the master is so insincere, then don't do this deal."

"Wait a minute! There are! There are treasures! Real treasures!"

Monk TanQian bit his teeth, as if he had been sucked blood, and took out a dark yellow ground bead.

Ning Xiaochuan took out the dazzling imperial iron in his hand, exposed it, looked at the ground bead in monk TanQian's hand, shook his head again, and said: "the 'ground bead' is indeed a treasure, but it is still too bad compared with the imperial iron. If the master has no other treasures, forget it! I won't change it!"

With that, Ning Xiaochuan stuffed the imperial iron into the heaven and earth bracelet.

"Wait a minute!"

Monk TanQian seemed to have made an extremely important decision. He closed his eyes and took out the piece of ground crystal and said, "benefactor Ning, this time you are making a lot of money. Speaking of it, the value of the imperial iron is not even a fraction of the ground crystal. But who is it that we are destined? Who is it that the poor monk has always taken good care of the younger generation? I give you this ground crystal today, which is also a good fate."

Although the value of ground crystal is not cheap, it is far less than a real imperial iron.

He wanted to exchange the ground crystal for the imperial iron in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, and he also wanted Ning Xiaochuan to owe him a favor. He calculated very well.

Ningxiaochuan naturally took the plan.

"The master is so compassionate that the younger generation admires him." Ning Xiaochuan took the ground crystal in monk TanQian's hand, and then, holding the emperor iron in both hands, gave it to monk TanQian.

After taking over Di Jing, Ning Xiaochuan immediately took Di Jing into the heaven and earth bracelet and would not give monk TanQian the chance to go back.

Hua Qinglian gently shook her head and said, "brother Ning, you have suffered a great loss! The value of a piece of imperial iron is more than that of a low-grade supreme weapon. It's almost the same to exchange 30 pieces of ground crystal for a piece of imperial iron."

Ning Xiaochuan winked at Hua Qinglian and said with a smile, "if it were true, would I give it to others?"

Hua Qinglian was thoughtful, with a strange smile on her face.

After a while, monk TanQian rushed to Ning Xiaochuan. His face turned blue and white. He held the imperial iron in his hand and panted, "benefactor Ning, I suddenly found that the vessel I want to forge doesn't need imperial iron. This imperial iron is of great value, which is comparable to a inferior supreme weapon. It's really a trampling treasure in the hands of the poor monk. Can I... Can I exchange it back?"

Monk Tan Qian has just checked the imperial iron and found that the essence in the imperial iron has been lost and almost turned into a piece of scrap iron.

Therefore, he immediately came to find Ning Xiaochuan.

"Master, are you deliberately lying to the younger generation? This piece of imperial iron is worth as much as a inferior supreme weapon? Didn't you just say that the value is less than 100 pieces of ground grade basalt?" Ningxiaochuan road.

Monk Tan Qian shook his head hard and said, "monks don't lie. The power of an imperial iron is definitely stronger than ordinary inferior supreme tools. The value of imperial iron is naturally more expensive than ordinary inferior supreme tools. Thirty pieces of ground crystal can't buy a royal iron. Let's exchange it back. The poor monk doesn't like to take advantage of others, and the Buddha will blame it."

"No change!" Ningxiaochuan road.

How can I spit out the ground crystal that has already arrived?

Monk Tan Qian also knew that he had been cheated. He was really "a geese hunter for a long time, but now he was pecked by geese". He simply regretted it.

Suddenly, there was an earth shaking bang.

"Boom!"

In the distance, a huge golden paw print hit, shaking the void, and the two layers of cold fog surrounding the remnant tower were dented.

"Ning Xiaochuan, today the king wants you to die without a burial place!" The voice of the holy fish king, followed by the golden demon claw, came from the sky.

The golden paw prints hit Ning Xiaochuan.