"Qiankun bag?"
He Fangwei After being stunned for a moment, he immediately reacted and his eyes widened.
"Qiankun Bag, do you have a Qiankun Bag with you?"
No wonder he was surprised, even ordinary Foundation Establishment monks may not have a Qiankun bag. It is a storage device, but it is also a symbol of status.
Generally, only late-stage monks Foundation Establishment or Golden Core Stage will have the Qiankun Bag.
Seeing Han Yi nodding, the view of Han Yi in He Fangwei's eyes was refreshed again.
"Fellow Daoist, do you want to sell Qiankun bags?"
He asked again uncertainly.
Han Yi nodded silently, and then took out the Qiankun bag.
Before coming to Red Sun Market, he had taken out the purple jade box containing Blood Bone Spirit Flower from the Qiankun bag and put it into his storage bag.
He Fangwei caught the Qiankun bag with both hands and carefully appraised it.
After a moment, he nodded affirmatively. "It is indeed a Qiankun bag. Although the space inside is not large and it is the lowest Qiankun bag, it is still a Qiankun bag."
"Tsk, tsk, there are really a lot of treasures on my fellow Daoist."
Han Yi's expression remained unchanged. "Shopkeeper He, please estimate the price."
He Fangwei did not immediately make an estimate, but stood up again. "Wait a moment, fellow Daoist, I have to ask for instructions."
After saying that, he walked out of Meditation Chamber just like before.
After a cup of tea, I came back again.
"Fellow Daoist, this Universe Bag of yours is ready to replace the four extremely yang spiritual objects that you just took out, right?"
Han Yi nodded, this was his purpose, otherwise why would he take out the Qiankun Bag.
"Since it is a replacement, it is equivalent to selling one and buying one."
"Since Fellow Daoist has been here so many times, he trusts Nine Dragon Shop. For this transaction, my master has said that he can give Fellow Daoist the maximum discount."
"I heard what fellow Daoist said just now that I am attracted to Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid. I have a good eye. Among these spiritual objects, Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid is the most expensive and has the best compatibility. It has the fewest accidents when making alchemy and is very popular."
Having said this, He Fangwei's face straightened.
"Then, if fellow Daoist chooses to exchange Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid, you can exchange it for three drops of spiritual liquid."
He Fangwei made the sign of three.
"This is already the biggest discount. This business is treated as a favor by Nine Dragon Shop. I even paid the handling fee, just to maintain the trust relationship with fellow Daoists."
"Look, what do you think?"
Han Yi didn't believe even a single punctuation mark when He Fangwei said "I lost the handling fee". He heard the words "I didn't make any money at all" from He Fangwei at least four times.
But he did not show such an expression of disbelief. Instead, his face lit up and he said sincerely, "Then I have to thank Shopkeeper He and the owner of your shop."
We are all old foxes. We can still be friends without exposing each other. If we expose each other, we will be slapped in the face. How can we do future transactions?
Han Yi doesn't want to find a new store to do business, and it is not easy to establish trust between the two parties.
Seeing Han Yi nodding, the deal was concluded, and He Fangwei couldn't help but be happy.
"The Qiankun Bag, this is the Qiankun Bag, Daoist friend is willing to take it out, it's really, really..."
He Fangwei found it difficult to choose the right words to describe it.
Han Yi suddenly felt something in his heart. "Shopkeeper He, why do you think the Qiankun Bag is so valuable?"
He Fangwei was not afraid of Han Yi's retort, holding the small Qiankun bag with a light flashing in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, you don't know something right now."
"The so-called Qiankun bag is a bag with Qiankun inside. The reason why it is so valuable is not because it is large enough, but because it involves another more valuable thing."
"Another more valuable thing?" Han Yi wondered.
"Yes, that is, a magic weapon."
Speaking of the word "magic weapon", He Fangwei felt emotional.
"That's a magic weapon."
"Although there is only one word difference between a magic weapon and a magic weapon, their power is as powerful as a bright sun is to an ant."
"The average Foundation Establishment strong ones, even Golden Core Stage, and even some first-time Nascent Soul great monks, all use magic weapons."
"The reason why the magic weapon is related to the Qiankun Bag is because the storage conditions of the magic weapon are relatively strict. It is not impossible to use a storage bag to store it. It will be fine for a short time, but in the long run, it will cause damage to the magic weapon and even reduce its power."
"And if you use a Qiankun bag to store it, you won't have this problem."
"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to ask why. This old man doesn't know either. Maybe only the Foundation Establishment monk who owns the magic weapon understands the reason."
After He Fangwei finished speaking, although Han Yi still had some doubts on his face, he still had a preliminary understanding of the connection between the magic weapon and the Qiankun Bag. He would naturally have the opportunity to understand the deeper reasons when he arrived at Foundation Establishment.
After a while.
Han Yi walked out from Nine Dragon Shop, with unbearable excitement hidden on his calm face.
Even because the things on his body were too important and related to his own immortality, his eyes were extremely vigilant.
After getting out of Red Sun Market, as soon as I got on Azure Dragon Peak, I met a middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man dressed in white stood at the most precipitous edge of Azure Dragon Peak. Here, it was not Azure Dragon Cliff where you could view the sea of clouds, but just a protruding steep rock.
A few dozen meters away, Han Yi noticed his eyes falling on him.
The consciousness in this look was obvious, he was here, waiting for me.
Although Han Yi was anxious to return to the courtyard, he quickly used the extremely yang spiritual object to refine Blood Bone Spirit Flower and took it to transform his bones.
But at this moment, he still stepped forward respectfully.
Because this middle-aged man is the Mystic Pill Sect master, Yuan Shun, whom he met more than three years ago.
"I never ran into the Blood God Sect's spies again, nor did I report them. I even followed the rules within the sect. I don't know why Sect Master Yuan came to me."
"I just went to the Myriad Demon Mountains recently, but I didn't do anything extraordinary."
"No, I actually killed several Blood God Sect monks. Was Yuan Shun present at the scene?"
"By the way, and just now, I sold the Qiankun Bag and bought Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid. Is this what caught his attention? Did it come so fast?"
At this moment, many thoughts and conjectures flashed through Han Yi's mind.
But it was not reflected in his face.
He stepped forward and saluted respectfully. "Disciple Han Yi, pay homage to the sect master."
Yuan Shun stood on the steep rocks, dressed in white, not bulging due to the mountain. On the contrary, the space around him was calm and without any disturbance.
"Myriad Demon Mountains Peripheral, Han Xuxiao is chasing you, right?"
Yuan Shun looked at Han Yi and said, his eyes fell on Shadow-Bearing Sword around Han Yi's waist, and a glimmer of light flashed.
Han Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be this.
"Disciple also thinks so." Han Yi did not deny it.
"You were able to be chased by Han Xuxiao, and you also happened to escape. Should I say you are lucky, or that you are not weak?"
This time, what Yuan Shun said was a question.
(End of chapter)