The front three floors of Zhenbao Pavilion are all for ordinary guests to watch and stroll around. They are divided into counters and display racks, and are responsible for them.

Weapons, medicines, rare treasures, and even calligraphy, paintings, book albums, etc.

Cheng Yuan followed the maid across the first floor and accidentally caught a glimpse of the elixir display cabinet, such as Yangjin Pills, Fuji Moisturizing Paste, Qi Condensing Pills, Blood Qi Pills, etc., which are all used to assist warriors in their practice, allowing ordinary people to practice to the level of internal martial artists as soon as possible.

These pills are very valuable, and they cost two silver per serving. They are taken over many years and are astonishing.

He even saw the small Jingyuan Pill, five taels of silver per, which was specifically used for internal martial artists to replenish essence and qi and blood, but he did not find the twenty taels of silver per Jingyuan Pill given to him by Huo Dao.

Cheng Yuan immediately realized that the Jingyuan Pill was for the heavenly beings, and the internal martial artists could not digest so much Jingyuan. The heavenly people in Youhe County were pitifully few, so Zhenbao Pavilion naturally would not sell Jingyuan Pills here.

Cheng Yuan went up the second floor and even saw the places where divine weapons and divine armor were sold, with the swords of the Nether Slaying, the Destroying Sword, and the Imperial Armor were arranged in an array, which was jealous.

But now I’m not in a hurry, I’ll talk about it after I’ve sold the Seuling Knife.

The maid took Cheng Yuan straight to the third floor, and a chubby shopkeeper was looking through the account book.

"Three shopkeepers, this customer, want to sell a magic weapon." The maid bowed and respectfully at the fat shopkeeper.

"Selling magic weapons?" The shopkeeper raised his head and closed the account book, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

In other words, a magic weapon is only more than a thousand taels of silver, so there is no need to ask him for advice. There is a matter of being in charge at the counter below to buy it.

Bring someone to ask him? There is only one possibility. This magic weapon is not an ordinary forged magic weapon, but a magic weapon formed by killing ghosts after birth.

Because the divine weapons formed by killing ghosts must have been used by celestial beings. The true source can be combined with the power of Yin and Netherworld and the power of the disappearance of ghosts to form the divine power of the underworld.

The value of this divine weapon itself is not important, but the meaning represented by the heavenly beings is special.

The fat shopkeeper looked at Cheng Yuan, and naturally he didn't look like a celestial being. If he was a celestial being, the momentum of his actions and speaking would not be like this.

Cheng Yuan restrained the aura of the gods, and the fat shopkeeper's eyes could only tell that he should be an internal martial artist.

"I am the third shopkeeper of this Zhenbao Pavilion, Lu Shan, who is the guest?"

"My name is Cheng Yuan." Cheng Yuan said directly.

"Please let me take a look at the magic weapon that the customer wants to sell." The fat shopkeeper said with a smile.

Cheng Yuan pulled out the deep knife and handed it to the fat shopkeeper.

The fat shopkeeper looked at the knife in front of him, three feet and two inches, with a slightly thick body, a deep cold light, and exuded a strong and mysterious aura.

"This is the deep sword of Fenghuoji in the city. And looking at the sharp blade and the details of the blade, it should have been created by Master Fenghuoji in the past five years." The fat shopkeeper raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"The shopkeeper has good eyesight!" Cheng Yuan looked at the fat shopkeeper in surprise. How long did it take for even the knife to be created? Everyone knows how clear it is.

The fat shopkeeper Cheng Yuan smiled and looked at the deep sword in his hand more seriously, feeling the strength of the dark god power.

There are special methods for mortals to perceive the power of the underworld. As a senior manager of the Zhenbao Pavilion, this fat shopkeeper is naturally quite familiar with it.

After a moment, he nodded and said, "Yes, this dark sword has sixty-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-seventy-sixth-sharp power in this divine sword!"

Cheng Yuan was not surprised. This knife killed two Yin corpses, plus the ghosts in Dali Lane.

The power of the two Yin corpses is roughly equivalent to half a mountain ghost, which is half a standard dark power. The ghosts in the Dali Lane are even more powerful than ordinary mountain ghosts.

Together, it is indeed a 60% or 70% divine power of the underworld.

"Although the material is far less than that of the Dark Knife, relying on the power of the Dark Knife, this knife restrains the ghosts more than the ordinary Dark Knife." The fat shopkeeper sighed.

"How much does this knife cost?" Cheng Yuan asked.

"My Zhenbao Pavilion can pay 1,800 taels of silver to collect this knife." The fat shopkeeper was not vague and said directly.

Cheng Yuan nodded and was about to speak when suddenly a voice sounded from the side.

"etc!"

He subconsciously turned around and was a slightly fat, fair young man wearing brocade clothes and hurried over, followed by two servants.

"Young Master!" the fat shopkeeper greeted with a smile.

"Oh, Manager Lu, where were you promised my Qingluocheng Bairunjie last time?"

The white and innocent young man's tone was familiar and natural, which made people feel unconsciously good. Then he looked at Cheng Yuan, bowed his hand slightly, and smiled and said, "This brother, Wang Hao, is the son of the Wang family in Youhe County."

The Wang family, Cheng Yuan, has heard of it, is one of the top major families in Youhe County.

"I'm going down to Chengyuan, a native of Chengjiazhuang." Chengyuan also reported to his home.

"Brother Cheng Yuan, I just heard that you want to sell this magic weapon?" Wang Hao said carelessly.

"Yes." Cheng Yuan nodded.

"Can I see it?" he asked excitedly.

Cheng Yuan nodded, took the deep knife from Manager Lu and handed it over.

"Tsk tsk!" Wang Hao held the dark knife as if he were treasured, and stroked the cold knife with a slight flower mark, with a faint light in his eyes.

When this dark knife slashed the ghosts in Dali Lane, some flower marks were wiped from the blade, and the sharp blade was fine.

"Good knife, this knife must kill more than one ghost to accumulate such strong power of the underworld, right?"

He exclaimed: "This is the sword that the gods have personally used, the sword that has killed ghosts!"

As he said that, he waved his knife casually.

bass!

The cold sword light flashed in the air, with extraordinary power.

Cheng Yuan was not surprised. As early as when this young man came, he had already seen that he was an internal martial artist.

"What a good knife. The magic weapon that has cut ghosts is the real magic weapon!" Wang Hao held the blade and suddenly asked Cheng Yuan curiously: "Brother Cheng Yuan, which celestial being used by this sword?"

There are only less than ten people in Youhe County, including the heavenly beings and secluded people, and most of them are the pillars of major top families and power.

He really couldn't think of any of them for a moment.

"Sorry, senior Tianren, I don't allow me to disclose his identity." Cheng Yuan had no choice but to say so.

Could it be that you can still reveal your identity?

"It's such a pity. I can't see the style of this senior." Wang Hao sighed, and a strange look flashed in Cheng Yuan's eyes.

"Brother Cheng Yuan, how much is the price for Manager Lu just now?" he reacted and asked.

"My Zhenbao Pavilion just paid 1,800 taels." Although Wang Hao was going to rob the business, Manager Lu still smiled and didn't care at all.

With the existence of Zhenbao Pavilion, even if you make 1,800 taels for free, you won’t take it seriously. Instead, you have a better relationship with the son of the Wang family.

Besides, the price he gave before was also a fair price. However, Wang Hao was willing to give a high price, which was someone else's business, and Zhenbao Pavilion would not stop Cheng Yuan from buying and selling forcibly.

"One thousand eight hundred taels? Not bad, quite fair." Wang Hao thought for a moment: "Let's do this, brother Cheng Yuan, I'll pay two thousand taels to buy this knife, is it good?"

Cheng Yuan nodded naturally: "This knife will belong to you, Prince Wang."

"What's your name? I think Brother Cheng, you are also awesome, so just call me Brother Wang." Wang Hao smiled and took out two light purple silver notes from his arms and handed them to Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan took it and there were two large silver notes with a denomination of 1,000 taels.

He was about to say goodbye when a figure came over.
Chapter completed!