Chapter 415      The third pot of gold, all spent

Treasure Pavilion!

The value of Zhenbao Pavilion is recycling, replacement and sale!

As the owner of the Zhenbao Order, Mo Qi usually buys things from the Zhenbao Pavilion for 10% off.

This is the most honorable guest.

Recycling and replacement are basically the highest internal recycling prices.

However, even the highest is not possible, it cannot match the price sold.

For example, a low-grade magic weapon is basically worth about one thousand top-grade spirit stones.

The recycling price is generally between 600 and 700, but for Moqi, this price can reach 800.

However, the price sold by Zhenbao Pavilion is basically 1,000 yuan, so if you take all kinds of expenses, the net profit of a low-grade magic weapon is about 100 high-grade spirit stones.

If it is used for auction, the profit is likely to be higher.

Mo Qi took out a storage ring, and to be honest, there were few spiritual weapons inside, and the most were magic weapons, and there were few low-quality magic weapons.

After all, these things were taken out by Mo Qi from the hands of the fusion and the scattered immortals.

There are very few spiritual treasures and immortal weapons on the market.

Basically, it is quite good for a first-class sect to have two immortal weapons and one or two spiritual treasures.

Among this storage ring, there are seven spiritual treasures, all of which Mo Qi feels are not very useful.

So Lao Yang felt that he was going to get rich.

Too many!

A rare customer in a thousand years.

"Mr. Mo, please wait a moment, I will estimate the price of these things."

Lao Yang's voice seemed to be trembling.

"good!"

Mo Qi was also ready to wait for a while.

There are indeed a lot of these things.

Lao Yang held the storage ring, his palms trembling slightly.

In the fastest time, he contacted the head of the Dongzhou Prime Minister.

Such a big business is obviously not something he can eat in his Nascent Soul stage.

When the head of the general pavilion received the news, his figure instantly soared into the sky, drove the flying spiritual treasure, and rushed towards Xuantian City as fast as possible.

Mo Qi and Cuidie were talking in a low voice and eating the sweet spiritual fruit, but they felt quite relaxed and comfortable.

"By the way, I've left you some treasures. Do you want to like it?"

A storage ring appeared in Mo Qi's hand again, and he said with a smile on his face.

Cuidie's eyes suddenly became brighter.

Naturally, there is no need to be polite between her and Mo Qi, and she hurriedly poured into the storage ring.

"Dingling..."

A bracelet was first taken out by Cui Die. The silver bracelet was covered with shiny gems, and the seven-color gems were set against the silver-white metal, which looked extremely beautiful.

Lingbao: Seven Wonderful Bracelet!

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Cuidie's eyes were even brighter than gems.

She hurriedly put the bracelet on her hand.

As her palm swayed gently, a crisp and pleasant sound rang out, and she suddenly felt her whole mind quiet.

Then Cui Die took out two more hairpins.

The green butterfly can control various styles of decoration, so one of the hairpins is golden and the other is emerald green.

Both are the best magic weapons.

After all, most of those who are combined and scattered immortals are male.

There are also women, only two or three.

I don’t know what these women are looking for Cuidie, Mo Qi didn’t ask or was interested in knowing.

The golden hairpin looks extremely luxurious, while the emerald green hairpin gives people a particularly fresh feeling.

There is also a flying spiritual treasure, which is a divine feather, which is refined from the feathers of the divine beast Qingluan, and is extremely fast.

The smile on Cuidie's face was like a flower.

Mo Qi couldn't help laughing when he looked at the bright joy on Cuidie's face.

This girl's every frown and smile can easily touch people's mind.

Zhenbao Pavilion did not let Mo Qi wait for too long.

Basically, it took only more than an hour, a middle-aged man walked over with Lao Yang quickly.

This is a great monk in the fusion stage.

"Um?

It's you?"

Mo Qi looked at the middle-aged man and said in surprise.

"Hahaha, Mr. Mo, long time no see. In the past, I only knew that Mr. Mo was the Confucian son, but I never thought that today I have become a powerful person in my immortal cultivation world!"

The middle-aged man said with a big laugh.

The middle-aged man was named Xu Yang. About four years ago, he brought people to visit Mo Qi and asked about the way of doing business.

Mo Qi just thought the other party was a wealthy businessman, so he asked him for a full 500,000 taels of gold and customized a business model for him Zhenbao Pavilion.

It turns out that Xu Yang is not a wealthy businessman, but this guy is actually a great monk in the fusion stage?

Mo Qi suddenly remembered what the other party's strange, uncomfortable, strange, and incredible expression meant when he said 500,000 taels of gold.

Mo Qi thought it was because he wanted too expensive, so Xu Yang felt so distressed.

But now I suddenly felt that the other party was wondering why Mo Qi wanted ordinary gold instead of spiritual stones in the world of immortal cultivation?

However, Xu Yang also heard about the Confucian way of practicing Buddhism. Maybe Mo Qi wanted to use gold to save the world and gain his reputation among ordinary people.

So Xu Yang didn't say much, and directly brought someone 500,000 taels of gold.

It’s not because Xu Yang thinks this way, because Confucianism really does this. Many literati like to donate money to gain a good reputation, which will make his works better spread.

This will allow you to gain more literary spirit for cultivation.

If you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself; if you are rich, you will help the world. Do you think it's a joke?

Mo Qi's brain was slightly short-circuited.

What do I fuck...

A wealthy businessman?

Great monk?

This is fucking...

Mo Qi's mentality was a little broken.

"How could you know that I am the Confucian son..." Mo Qi's face felt a little gritted.

"This... the Confucian formation covers the Great Wilderness Mountains. I was able to enter without any damage. Naturally, I contacted Confucianism in advance. At that time, it was the medium for Mr. Zhou to enter the formation."

Xu Yang explained.

Mo Qi instantly felt his mouthful of blood spraying out.

Duke Zhou misled me, Confucianism misled me!

...

Forget it, if it weren't for Confucianism, I wouldn't have met an existence as powerful as my master.

Huhuhuhuhuhuhu... Calm down! Calm down!

Xu Yang looked at Mo Qi's eyes wide and his fists were clenched, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart.

this……

Did you say the wrong thing or something?

Mo Qi let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and silently adjusted his mentality.
To be continued...