Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 253 Sympathy

Ordinary Flying Sword can be purchased at Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

However, if you want to refine a Flying Sword that suits you best, the size, weight, and materials used for casting the Flying Sword are in accordance with your own requirements, you can only come to each refinery to customize.

Defensive spirit tools, such as shirts and nails, are even more so.

Each person has a different body shape and naturally needs to be tailored.

At this point in the line, Su Zimo had observed almost.

Generally speaking, custom middle-grade spirit tool requires 3000 to 5000 middle-grade Spirit Stone, and the materials should be 3 copies!

Custom high grade spirit tool, ranging from 3000 to 5000 high grade Spirit Stone.

It took a while before he lined up for Su Zimo.

Su Zimo groaned a little and asked: “Dare to ask Fellow Daoist, customize the spirit tool. I can bring my own materials. Why do I have to prepare 3 copies? If I want to customize high grade spirit tool, do I have to prepare 1 copies?”

Upon hearing this sentence, True fire Sect ’s “disciple” said with a sneer: “Are you stupid with me, right? Which Artifact Refining Master dares to guarantee a material, and 100% refined Spirit tool? Can the Artifact Refining Master be 100% successful? “

“The higher the level of the spirit tool, the lower the success rate of Juling, and the number of self-provided materials will naturally increase. Even so, we are taking risks.

The True Fire Sect in the Refiner Workshop looked at Su Zimo’s gaze with obvious satire.

“This person doesn’t understand anything, so he came to customize the spirit tool.”

“I don’t know where the country bumpkin came from. I have never seen it before.”

“I guess this kid is poor and white, so he’s here for fun.”

Hearing these arguments, Su Zimo laughed and did not refute, and continued to ask, “What is the price of a custom top grade spirit tool?”

“haha!”

There was a laugh inside and outside of True Fire.

“Let’s just say, this person just came here to make fun of him, and pretended to look like he knew it.”

“Customize the top grade spirit tool. He can also ask such words, and it makes me laugh.”

One said with emotion: “It’s really ignorant.”

Su Zimo calmly looked at the True Fire Sect disciple on the opposite side of hehe haha, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

A cultivator standing behind Su Zimo seemed unbearable, and whispered: “Fellow Daoist, the top grade spirit tool is not customized. Even if someone prepares 100 materials, no Artifact Refining Master dares to take over. Refining top grade spirit All tools need chance and luck, and the failure rate is too high. “

“Well.” Su Zimo nodded.

This person again said: “The Artifact Refining Master can make a top grade spirit tool in his lifetime, which is enough to make his name known as Great Zhou! And the price of the top grade spirit tool is not fixed. If you throw it in the auction house, you can sell a minimum. 5 hundred thousand high grade Spirit Stone. If someone bids, it ’s possible to sell for 1000000 million! “

high grade spirit tool, there are three dao spirit patterns, and a maximum of 5000 high grade Spirit Stone is sold.

The top grade spirit tool has only one more spirit pattern than the high grade, and the price is more than 100 times more expensive!

The gap can be imagined.

“Don’t get in the ink, get me out!”

True Fire’s shopkeeper came over, and moved towards Su Zimo, waving his hand, not concealing the disgust in his eyes.

Su Zimo was not angry, just laughed, saying: “Shopkeeper, I think one day, you will definitely regret it.”

Having said this, Su Zimo turned and left.

……

After exploring the market, Su Zimo already knew.

And Su Zimo is even more convinced that his refinery will become the largest one in King City, and even True Fire is underfoot!

Without going far, Su Zimo’s heart moved, and his gaze swept across a corner not far away.

There was a 4-year-old little girl curled up, sitting on the ground, dirty and ragged, her yellow hair was scattered, her face was stained, but her eyes were clear.

A gust of cold wind passed, and the little girl shrank her neck and squeezed her lips tightly, coldly.

Somehow, Su Zimo thought of Xiaoning when he saw this little girl.

When Xiaoning left, she was a few years older than the little girl at worst.

Su Zimo sighed in her heart, bought a few buns in the vicinity, wrapped them in oil paper and delivered them to the little girl, and said softly, “Eat.”

A little fear flashed in the little girl’s eyes, a little hesitant, and did not take over the oil paper.

Su Zimo also didn’t force it, put the oil paper next to the little girl, took out an azure clothes from the storage bag, and put it on the little girl gently before standing up.

This made the little girl less alert to Su Zimo.

The little girl reached out her dirty little hand and tried to pick up a bun.

Su Zimo was about to leave, and Ye Ling suddenly moved in her arms, poked out a little black head, and glanced at the little girl.

Before Su Zimo spoke, Ye Ling suddenly jumped out, ran to the little girl, and sniffed something on the little girl.

“Ah!”

The little girl was frightened, and the bun she had just picked up fell to the ground again.

Su Zimo frowned, and quickly drew Ye Ling back into his arms.

Ye Ling did not hide, as usual, but peeped at her little head, and kept looking at the little girl.

Su Zimo apologized and said softly, “Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt you.”

The little girl kept silent, but stared at Su Zimo with extreme alertness.

Su Zimo smiled wryly, shook the head, and turned away.

2 People do n’t know each other, strangers coming together by chance, Su Zimo had a feeling in the heart, remembering Xiaoning, and giving her a meal, a shirt, which is already full of kindness.

Su Zimo moved towards his own residence.

Without going far, Su Zimo’s heart moved, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Su Zimo’s Yu Guang glanced at the little girl wrapped in his azure clothes, gorging on buns, just behind him, keeping a certain distance.

Su Zimo laughed and didn’t care.

It didn’t take long for Su Zimo to come to the door of Yongxingfang.

On the side of the gate of Yongxingfang, there is a large circle of people. Although there are a large number of people, it is extremely quiet, and only the sound from the crowd can be heard.

“But it said that the battle lasted 2 days and 2 nights, and played murky heavens dark earth, mountains bursting and ground splitting. Divine dragon was finally chopped under this sword by the man. The corpses on the ground were full of blood and bleaching. It was extremely tragic!”

In the middle of the crowd, an old man with a Confucian view and wearing a long shirt was telling the story.

This is the storyteller walking around the folks, the spooky and spooky things made by the mess, and it can’t be done, Su Zimo listens a lot.

But somehow, when I heard the old man’s words, Su Zimo’s eyes can’t help but emerge from the periphery of the too ancient vestige, a terrible bone!

Su Zimo shook his head and didn’t think about it, but he secretly exclaimed: “As soon as the divine dragon appeared, someone has made up the story of the divine dragon.

At this moment, someone said loudly: “Storyteller, you just talked about this in the morning.”

“It’s been said, but some people haven’t heard it.” Old man said with a smile.

Su Zimo paused, turned his head slowly, and looked towards the old man in the crowd.

old man Did the sentence just mean something or just say it casually?

(End of this chapter)