I Have a City in a Different World

At this time, another new collection of hidden treasure mud balls was brought up, but it was not very large, the size of Yishui'er's head.

The alien cultivator who was waiting to buy it couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment, obviously dissatisfied with the size of the mud ball.

Although it is said that the value of a treasure does not depend on its size, even if a big thing is worthless, it still does not give people the feeling of losing money. If it is a treasure, it is also more valuable if it is large.

Of course, the price of these hidden treasure mud balls is not set according to the volume, but marked with a uniform price.

With the constant price increase and competition, and the appearance of treasures from time to time, the atmosphere of the scene was also driven up, making it very lively.

It's just that the appearance of these mud balls is the same, and it is impossible to make further inferences from the shape, so it is meaningless to estimate the weight.

Just as the onlookers were talking about it, the alien monk in red who was in charge of the sales had already picked up a hidden treasure mud ball and displayed it to the surroundings before selling it.

Under normal circumstances, after each batch of hidden treasure mud balls are put on the field, the price of the first hidden treasure mud ball will not be too high, because those alien monks are not sure about the quality of this batch of mud balls, so they all put the first one. One as a pathfinder.

The first hidden treasure mud ball is a good one, and the rest will be scrambled and shouted one after another high price!

Just when everyone was hesitating, Tang Zhen made the first bid, and bought the hidden treasure mud ball with ease.

After all, he was only testing the effect of the source pendant. Unlike the alien monks next to him, he had a strong utilitarian heart in his heart, so he didn't think much about it when he bought it.

What's more, he hasn't paid much attention to an item that has not entered the national level.

Since Tang Zhen bought this treasure mud ball, then it will be opened in public, which is also the rule set when it is sold.

If it is an ordinary item, it's fine. If you really offer something good, some of those onlookers will pay a high price to buy it, and you can make a lot of money if you change it.

Walking slowly to the middle of the field, Tang Zhen looked at the hidden treasure mud ball on the table, stretched out his fingers and flicked it.

Only a crisp sound of "crashing" was heard, and after drying, the porcelain-like mud shell instantly shattered, revealing the items wrapped in wide grass blades.

At this moment, everyone stretched their necks, watching Tang Zhen's movements intently, wanting to see what he was driving.

He opened the blade of grass at will, and suddenly a fist-sized piece of strange metal shining with colorful rays of light was revealed.

Seeing this, the onlookers next to them suddenly showed a puzzled expression, wondering what this thing is and how much is it worth?

Tang Zhen was stunned for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after taking a careful look at the metal again, he quietly put it away.

"Hey, what is that, is it the material for casting magic soldier equipment?"

"I don't know, who knows what it is?"

"I said that brother, bring the metal over and let everyone see it for you. Maybe it's a good thing, and it can sell for a good price!"

For a while, the onlookers were talking about it, but Tang Zhen ignored it and walked directly off the court.

But at this moment, an alien monk stopped Tang Zhen.

He glanced at Tang Zhen with condescending eyes, and then said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This human cultivator, take out your things and show me, if I want the things, I will definitely give them to you. A satisfying price!”

This alien monk was wearing a robe similar to a zebra, and it could not be said that it was black on white or white on black. In short, it looked very strange.

It can be determined from his scattered breath that this is an eighth-level magician.

It's just that when the other party speaks, there is a sense of arrogance, and there is even a sense of command in his tone, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Tang Zhen glanced at the other party,

He replied blankly: "Sorry, I want to keep this thing, I'm not going to sell it."

Yan Bi didn't talk nonsense, he directly bypassed the other party and continued to walk outside the venue.

The magician frowned when he heard the words, and after seeing that Tang Zhen was about to disappear, he suddenly said loudly, "I'll give you a million brain beads, how about you sell that piece of metal to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers were stunned. They didn't expect that small piece of colorful metal could be sold for such a sky-high price!

You must know that one million brain beads is equivalent to ten sixth-level brain beads, which is definitely not a small sum.

Although ten sixth-level brain beads can be picked up with one hand, it is very difficult to hunt monsters. Sometimes several monks of the same level are unable to hunt down a monster of the same level, or even get injured by them.

Want to kill low-level monsters in the wilderness to accumulate brain beads, but because of its limited number, it is far from worth the high-level cultivator.

The only way is to find a fifth-level building with an open channel on the alien plane, and pay to enter it to earn brain beads.

Of course, after a monk is promoted to the lord level, the method of earning brain beads is no longer limited to hunting monsters, but the more money you earn, the more you spend. Therefore, the number of brain beads in the pockets of most lord monks is quite limited.

Coupled with the continuous recycling of the cornerstone platform, the value of brain beads has been stable, and the number of one million brain beads is enough to drive many monks crazy!

At this moment, there are many cultivators of different races showing greed. They keep looking at Tang Zhen's back, as if planning something in their hearts.

Tang Zhen was indifferent when he heard the words, but he sneered in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This alien magician had bad intentions, and even shouted this sentence in public, apparently intending to force Tang Zhen to sell this piece of metal to him through this means.

It's just that the price this guy gave is too insincere, and he only gave one million brain beads. Do you really think he is a club?

If the other party gave out a hundred low-grade Origin Stones, Tang Zhen would give him a high look, because the other party did have eyesight and could recognize the origin of this special metal.

But looking at his style of acting now, there is no need for that!

Seeing that Tang Zhen was indifferent, the magician rolled his eyes and shouted again, "I don't care who you are, as long as that piece of metal comes to me, you can exchange for 1.5 million brain beads!"

When the monks heard the words, their hearts suddenly moved. The monks who had been watching the excitement were now eager to try.

Tang Zhen, who was about to step out of the field, suddenly stopped at this moment, turned his head slowly, and looked at the alien magician with a gloomy expression.

A faint murderous aura spread from around his body.

The other party's words are too sinister, and it means to clearly tell the monks present that no matter who holds the piece of metal, he can exchange for 1.5 million brain beads from him!

As a result, Tang Zhen has become the target of public criticism. If he has no ability, he is afraid that he will not survive tomorrow morning.

The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention that Tang Zhen has killed countless people, and the enemies of the king-level cultivation base have killed a dozen or so, how can he let a three-star lord frame him in public?

At this moment, the alien magician stood with his hands behind his back, and when he saw Tang Zhen looking at him with a bad expression, he immediately showed a smug smile, and snorted softly: "Human monk, it seems that you have figured it out and are ready to sell it to me. ?

Oh, that's right!

It's just that from time to time, the price you sell now is 500,000 brain beads, while others are still 1.5 million!

I will ask you, do you sell it? "

Tang Zhen smiled softly when he heard the words, glanced at the alien magician, and said in a curious tone: "Actually, besides this piece of metal, I have a more precious item. I wonder if you are interested in buying it?"

The alien magician's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently, "What, take it out and show it to me?"

Tang Zhen stretched out his hand and pointed at the alien magician, and said, "It's your dog's life, 100 million brain beads, don't bargain!"

As soon as Tang Zhen said this, the surroundings suddenly became silent!

Please remember this book's first domain name: . Three masters mobile version reading website: