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Chapter 1727: Refining Warehouse Ink School

There are rules for Tiange.

The so-called black goods are some bad-minded guys who kill and rob people outside the city, steal the property of other immortals, and then send them to Tianzhang Pavilion to sell stolen goods. Such black goods will generally not be sold in Tianzhang Pavilion.

Although the origin of this stone is unknown, after being identified by the appraiser of the Tiange Pavilion, no difference was found. It was just considered an ordinary stone, so the Tiange Pavilion did not continue to investigate. Anyway, the other party was willing to pay, and they were willing to make money.

If it weren't for the fact that a few new treasures had been brought recently, they wouldn't have moved the stones away.

Lin Zhouyang touched the big stone curiously and said in confusion: "Brother, this is just an ordinary stone. Could it be that you like to collect stones?"

Yan Ning smiled and said, "You are really guessing it right. I just like collecting stones. I think this stone is very old, so I am going to buy it."

Lin Zhouyang and other staff members twitched: No... Isn't you right? Are you praising a stone with a sense of age?

Are you not able to find the adjective, or are you deliberately trying to make us happy?

"Uh... how much does this stone cost?" Lin Zhouyang asked help Yan Ning.

The staff showed a strange expression: "It? The owner of the stone bids...100,000 spirit stones."

"Hundreds of thousands?! This is a robbery!"

Before Yan Ning could speak, Lin Zhouyang could not help but shout out. A useless stone was to sell 100,000 spirit stones. What is this a cheating person?

This time Yan Ning felt uncomfortable, and even remembered what he always said before: How can he cheat you if you steal money?

Well, Feng Shui takes turns, and this time Yan Ning suffered a loss.

"Yes, the mysterious seller also said that this stone was sold to people with destiny, and it was sold for fate, not spirit stones. One hundred thousand yuan was just a little bit of a piece, but not a single child was sold!" The staff member said with a wry smile.

"A pit, this is definitely a pit!" Lin Zhouyang shouted, "You can take out this stone immediately and throw it away. What a bullshit seller, we..."

"etc!"

Yan Ning suddenly reached out to stop him and said, "I bought this stone. There are 100,000 spirit stones here. You can send them to the seller."

When everyone was shocked, Yan Ning had an extra bag of spirit stones in his hand and threw them at the staff. The staff was in a hurry and followed up. When the immortal consciousness penetrated, he was shocked: "It's really a hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Lin Zhouyang said depressedly: "Brother, you have really been a sucker for this time. You can't use it like this even if you have money!"

"Can I compare with you when it comes to playboys and prodigality?" Yan Ning smiled slightly.

Linzhouyang suddenly had nothing to say.

Yan Ning waved his hand and put the stone into the Sumeru Ring.

At the same time, Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not a fool, and he will not spend 100,000 spirit stones to buy a stone for no reason, especially when he still needs spirit stones to buy Peiying Ming Pill.

The reason why I took a fancy to this strange stone was because when Yan Ning approached this stone, the Sumeru Ring actually had a strange movement.

From the human world to the fairy world, the Sumeru Ring has always been very stable. Yan Ning had never seen any strange situation in the Sumeru Ring, but this time he approached this black stone, and he actually responded. This alone is enough to show that this stone is not that simple.

Maybe it's just that it's simple outside, but there must be something surprising inside the stone.

Even if you buy an illusion of 100,000 yuan, Yan Ning felt it was worth it. After all, the Sumeru Ring is an emperor-level magic weapon. A stone that can resonate with it must not be an ordinary product.

Seeing that Yan Ning had already put the stone into the Sumeru Ring, Lin Zhouyang had nothing to say. Just as the three of them were about to continue their visit, Lin Lan walked down from the building and ran into the three of them head-on.

"Why are you here?" Lin Lan said, "Bai Ning, you are so lucky this time. My uncle is chatting with a weapon refining master. This weapon refining master has heard about you, maybe to show his skills in front of my uncle, so he promised to help you see your magic weapon now."

Yan Ning heard this and was slightly happy: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, follow me upstairs."

Although Yan Ning was shameless when he was shameless, if Lin Lan and the others did anything that would help Yan Ning, Yan Ning had never been stingy with his gratitude. This is also the biggest reason why Lin Lan could tolerate Yan Ning.

The stairs of the Vendian Pavilion were spiral. Following Lin Lan, Yan Ning walked on many stairs. Finally, he stopped in front of a door carved with various strange beast patterns. Lin Lan went to knock on the door. Then with a creaking sound, the door automatically opened. Looking around, there was no product on this floor. There was nothing on the empty floor. There was just a coffee table and a few seats.

There were already three figures on the seat at this time, one of whom looked very similar to Lin Beisong, but his body was fat and his cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Immortal King.

This person is probably Lin Beisong's younger brother Lin Nanzhu.

Sitting opposite Lin Nanzhu was an old man. The old man was covered in white hair and a goatee. He looked kind-hearted, but his eyes were very sharp, and his hands were as white as a baby.

Sitting next to the old man was a girl in her twenties, who was playing with the nine serials in her hand with all concentration.

The nine-ring is made of metal wire, and the ring is placed on a horizontal plate or various frames and penetrated with the ring handle. When playing, repeat the operation according to a certain procedure, the nine rings can be unbuttoned or combined into one.

Yan Ning had also played this toy. If he had completely explored it himself, it would be impossible to untie it. However, under the girl's hands, the nine rings kept changing positions, and it was untie in just a few seconds. After a few seconds, the nine rings gathered together again.

"Uncle, I brought that friend here." Lin Lan said.

Lin Nanzhu glanced at Yan Ning and smiled: "Bai Ning? I heard my brother mention you. He is young, but mature and steady. When I see you today, it is indeed extraordinary. No wonder even Xiaolan will fall in love with you..."

"Uncle!" Lin Lan blushed immediately.

"Haha, I won't say anything, I won't say anything, hurry up and take my seat!" Lin Nanzhu smiled and asked Yan Ning and others to sit down.

Perhaps because Lin Lan was mentioned just now, the girl sitting next to the old man looked up and looked at Yan Ning for a while, but she didn't care too much and lowered her head and started playing with Jiulian again.

"Bai Ning, let me introduce you to you. This old man is a member of the Mo school of the Weapon Refining Pavilion, and Senior Mo Jinyu!"

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I will go back to my hometown tomorrow, and I should only have three updates, and then-
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