Seeing that Bai Meng has been unresponsive, the old man gently coughed and said, "I want to forge a fairy flying sword. It can be said that I have collected 108 kinds of materials, but the number of these three missing items is not small, and I am not allowed to continue to collect it alone before I am forced to come here to trade with you!"
"Wait, let me tell you something first!" Bai Meng took out the dragon seal of Zijin Town, which he had just grabbed from Huang Debiao, and waved it in front of the old man. "I’m telling you, this thing can be worth 40 million. I’ll sell it at least 50 million. It’s covered with a layer of Zijin outside and gold inside, otherwise it won’t have this weight. But do you know how much those things you just asked for are worth? One billion! In fact, the fucking billion can’t buy the amount you want. With such a large market space and a small price, it must be fried. You can’t get it without 3 billion. I really can’t help you. You’d better find someone else! "
Bai Meng patted his ass and got up to leave the old man. It’s crazy. No matter what the old man gives himself, it’s too uneconomical. Besides, he really can’t do it!
"Wait a minute, young man. Do you think anyone but you in Sanlitun can collect all these things? I originally wanted to talk to Huang Debiao, but I didn’t think you were more powerful than him before I talked to you. To tell the truth is not only a merit, but also a very rare opportunity for you to form a good relationship between you and me! "
The old man took his time to keep Bai Meng. In fact, there is nothing wrong with what he said. If even Bai Meng, the first demon king of Sanlitun, can’t do it, it is even more impossible for others.
Bai Meng himself doesn’t know why he knows that this business is difficult to achieve, but he doesn’t understand why the old man has to make such a fairy.
Wait, the fucking fairy, even a billion dollars can’t buy good things!
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Chapter VI Haoyang Reality
Fairy wares. Doesn’t that mean this old man … Oh, this real person is already a master of Du Jie period, otherwise how could he forge fairy wares?
Immediately, he turned to Bai Meng and asked the old man with a bad smile, "This real person dares to ask if you have seventeen or eighteen heavenly wares. If so, we can still talk about the best celestial wares!"
The old man shook his head and sighed, "I only want to practice the red-smelting world of mortals all my life, but I’m short of these materials. To tell you the truth, this sword is my last resort. Without it, I’m afraid … I’ll have to be rehabilitated!"
"Ah … Oh!" Bai Meng was dumbfounded. "Please don’t make yourself so miserable, old man. Although I am very compassionate, my financial resources are really limited. I can’t toss it up. You didn’t even exchange anything with me. Do you want me to bear the debt for you for 20 years?"
The old man sighed, "Your qualifications are so good that even I dare not accept you as a disciple, but if I send you a set of training methods, you must listen clearly. It is a complete set, and there are nine books in all. With it, you don’t need to find a master to teach yourself by virtue of your intelligence and talent. This training method I got was definitely left to me by a senior Fei Xian. Please ask me to help him spread this unique skill to future generations. Although I didn’t practice, I also know that it is far better than my North Huashan Sect. To tell the truth, even the refining formula of the red world of mortals was obtained from this set of laws! "
"ah!" Bai Meng couldn’t help exclaiming that this is so tempting. He has always wanted to be a true fix-true. What he is learning now is nothing more than "Wu Zhen Pian" bought at Xinhua Bookstore for twenty-two dollars and sixty cents. It is through his innate pure yin and true yuan that he has achieved this accomplishment.
As the saying goes, everyone is a kitchen god. In fact, everyone can fix the truth as long as 22.60 yuan is enough!
If you really get this supreme resolution, it will be a storm and a storm with your own talent.
After careful consideration, Bai Meng shook his head again and said, "I really can’t do it. It’s a good thing that I have half a friend who specializes in making medicinal materials. As long as I open my mouth, I can collect the mysterious fire sand of 10 thousand years. Well, I can also ask some old people who took me to get started. It’s not a problem. My mother, last year, the government .. that is, the total national gold reserve quoted by the imperial court was less than 6 thousand tons. Old man, do you understand me? Last year, we produced a total of 200 tons of gold in China …! "
"How many kilograms can a ton be refined?"
Bai Meng’s head began to sweat and he could only explain: "This one ton is almost two thousand pounds. Then the output of Zijin follows gold, and a ton of gold can make twenty-two Zijin." But that’s the imperial court. Who dares to play a ghost? Pay attention. The purple gold sand sold in Sanlitun every year is only fifty taels. Where can I find it? Well, even if I find it, I will pay at least 2 billion yuan. Even if I have been a cow for 20 years, my mother is still unclear! "
The old man smiled and said, "Think about it again. Besides this set of laws and methods, I still have something for you that I can keep, but if people know about it, I’m afraid even I will cause countless troubles!"
Bai Meng’s heart thumped. Is there anything more valuable than art?
If his mother dies, he will die. Can’t you get these things by virtue of my name as a little demon king?
Uh-oh, I can get it, but I have to owe a lot of debts. I’m afraid I won’t be able to pay it off in my life!
"Mom, don’t give me a corn and slap me in the face!"
Bai Meng muttered in his heart that there is nothing better. In fact, the value of this law itself is not comparable to billions. Some things really cannot be balanced by money.
"Well, I know you’re old, so I can help you collect the other two things in three days. The price is in place. This is my business. You don’t have to worry about me. I can’t believe it. I can’t get this thing by my little evil spirit title. However, the 812 pure purple and gold sand really can’t be obtained. There are also four or five kilograms of pure purple and gold sand that we can flow out of Sanlitun all year round. It is difficult to collect them all! "
Bai Meng is telling the truth. Everything else is easy to handle, but this pure purple gold sand is a little difficult.
The old man pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you know where there is a lot of gold? I mean, a lot of gold can make enough purple gold sand with three flavors of real fire?"
Bai Meng’s first reaction in his mind-the national treasury, where there are 6,000 tons of gold? At least 12,200 purple gold can be refined, and then he dismissed the idea. The national treasury of our country is not easy to enter. It is said that someone has been beaten for 60 years without even a little residue.
The treasury of our country can’t go to other countries. For example, Myanmar is a fucking good place. Bai Meng thought of this and immediately suggested to the old man to go to Myanmar to see where there must be a lot of gold in the national treasury. Calculate 812 Zijin, and it will cost at least four tons of gold.
Fortunately, there are still four tons of gold in the national treasury.
Myanmar in the old man’s mind is just a country outside the country, and he is ready to get up without any objection. He just wants to lead the way and feel dizzy. He knows exactly where Myanmar is, but it’s hard to tell where the national treasury of Myanmar is, and it won’t be clearly marked on the national map.
However, this bad idea was made by myself. In order to prevent the old man from getting lost, Bai Meng felt that he still had to go to the most important and crucial place. In case there is more gold in the national treasury, maybe he could get more purple gold sand out!
How the fuck am I so smart!
Bai Meng admires himself. This method is really wonderful!
For no reason, I robbed Huang Debiao of a bunch of things, and the old man’s house did such a big deal. Bai Meng was too lazy to take care of these things. I ran back directly and told Wang Ding and Lao Liang that they must help themselves collect three buckets of fire sand and Zi Long phlogistic herbs in 9200 within one week.
Just about to go out with the old man, I found out who the old man really is. He didn’t understand it when he came. I guess he didn’t have a mobile phone or know what the phone was. It was a waste of a dollar to give him a business card. His business card was made of fucking gold-plated paper.
And the old man informed each other of their names before he learned that the old man was a real Haoyang of the North Sect of Huashan.
Name? The old man forgot himself!
It takes skill and time to fucking forget your own name!
Originally, I wanted to fly him for 4,578 days with a gust of evil wind. In fact, I can fly for six hours, which is enough to arrive in Myanmar. But he really doubts this old man … Oh, does Haoyang know what a passport is, let alone a plane?
Who knows that the old man can fly much faster without a passport and a plane ticket than that bird? I saw that he suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his clothes and swished it to the misty clouds in Wan Li.
Oh, my God, Digona, with more than 10,000 yuan, was caught as a crumpled beggar and lost 13,488 yuan!
Don’t say that this is really a good repair. You don’t have to apply for a passport or make a plane ticket.
Blink of an eye has arrived in Yunnan. Take a break in Kunming. Bai Meng took the opportunity to open the international map he just bought and found Yangon, the capital of Myanmar … Oh, it has also changed. I don’t know if the national treasury has moved. I hope Yangon is so big. The new capital Naibi is not as big as the suburbs of Jinling City.
After a day’s rest, the next night, the real Haoyang took Bai Meng and set foot on his flying sword, which had been used for 300 years.