A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2191: Book of the Soul of the Tool

Chapter 2191 The Book of the Soul of the Artifact Chen Feng had some worries in his heart. He felt as if he had escaped from his control at that moment. This made him a little worried, but he suppressed his worries in an instant. Then, he looked back at the chief steward and smiled and said: "Master, this knife, I haven't paid for it yet, but I borrowed it rashly. I hope you will forgive me." The chief steward laughed: "Master Chen, you took action out of righteousness and avenged our soldiers and weapons. I am too grateful, so why would I be angry?" "What? Qi Yuanliang is dead?" Lieyang Wenrui stood up suddenly, stared at the Lieyang family guard in front of him, and let out an incredulous shout. The guard of the Lieyang family trembled with fright, and said, "Yes, it's dead." "He went to challenge Chen Feng today, but was slashed by Chen Feng before the soldiers and weapons shop!" "What? How many? Do you say how many?" Lieyang Wenrui narrowed his eyes, and there was a dangerous light shining inside. The guard trembled and said, "One knife." "Are you sure it only took one dollar?" "I'm sure, everyone has seen it!" the guard said. "Okay." Lieyang Wenrui showed a cold look on his face, waved his hand, and motioned him to retreat. Then, the cold color on his face turned into a dignified look: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I didn't expect your strength to progress very quickly, and you would kill the Nine Star Martial King peak master with a single blow." But then, this dignity turned into a deep arrogance and disdain: "But, what about it?" "My strength is far beyond your reach. I am afraid that you can do everything you can with your knife? And for me, such moves can be issued countless times." "Okay, I am looking forward to you, I am looking forward to your fame now, I am looking forward to your prominence now, so that I can step on you happier and more comfortable when I step on you, Uncle Dao!" "After all, trampling is a nameless person, not a skill, trampling to death a young talent like you makes people happy!" He laughed loudly. As for Qi Yuanliang's death, he didn't care about it at all. This person's passion and cold-bloodedness can be seen! Chen Feng asked the chief steward: "Chief steward, this blood-stained giant knife, how much do you want to sell?" The chief steward stretched out five fingers, then repeated it again. Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked: "A million pieces of Xuan Huangshi?" The boss smiled and said, "Yes." Chen Feng took a deep breath. This knife is equivalent to the entire property of several Yipin families. However, this is also unimaginable. After all, this kind of thing is a rare thing, a world-famous treasure, and it is definitely rare in the entire Tianyuan dynasty! He pondered for a moment and said: "I am here, I can't come up with so much gossip now, can I use other things to offset it?" "What do you use?" the chief steward asked. Chen Feng said slowly: "Demon Pill." "Of course." The chief steward said with a smile: "Our family still consumes a lot of demon pills, and we are also collecting this kind of things in large quantities. If you can provide high-level demon pills, I I can also raise some prices for you!" Chen Feng smiled and said: "How do you say the price?" "Eight Star Demon King's early demon pill, a 50,000 black yellow stone." "Eight-star Wuwang mid-term demon pill, an 80,000 black yellow stone." "Eight-star Wuwang peak demon pill, a 150,000 black yellow stone!" Chen Feng nodded, just to take out all the demon pills he had obtained these days. The big steward said with a smile, "There are a total of 1.1 million black yellow stones. Otherwise, don’t take the extra 100,000 black yellow stones. I will sell you one. This book is sold to you at a discount." "Sell it to me at a discount, and still have one hundred thousand Xuan Huangshi?" Chen Feng raised his brow and asked with interest: "I don't know what book it is?" The manager's expression became awe-inspiring, and he said: "This book is a map compiled by our ancestors who traveled all over the mainland for tens of thousands of years." "This map shows forty-seven locations where artifacts may appear!" "Of course, it's just possible, I don't dare to fully confirm it, and some are even hearsay, but presumably, this is also very helpful to Chen Gongzi, right?" Chen Feng shivered violently, with excitement in his eyes. Selling a map like this one hundred thousand Xuan Huangshi to myself is really cheap. Chen Feng estimated that even if it sells 500,000 Xuan Huangshi, some strong people will break the head, after all, this involves the soul of the weapon! Chen Feng said immediately: "Then thank you for the job." The boss smiled and nodded, then went back to the secret room and took out a thick, already yellowed scroll, and gave it to Chen Feng! The two said a few more words, and Chen Feng said goodbye. Looking at his back, the manager sighed deeply in his heart: "Chen Feng, our soldier family, sorry for you, I, sorry for you." "The Art of the Soul of the Artifact, should it be a compensation for you!" Chen Feng returned to sitting on the cliff, looked at the blood-stained giant knife in his hand, and suddenly smiled bitterly. He patted the huge blade: "Because of you, I suddenly became poor and white again." At this time, Chen Feng also realized the sweetness of escalating in the battle and gaining wealth by hunting monsters and beasts in the battle. You know, a million pieces of Xuan Huangshi, he could never get it out in the past, but now it is equivalent to a monster that has killed more than ten days and has collected these! Chen Feng laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of if the demon pill is gone? Just go and kill the demon beast!" After that, Chen Feng carried the blood-stained giant knife to the top of the dam. This is already the twentieth day of the start of the beast tide, and when I just came to the dam~IndoMTL.com~Chen Feng felt something wrong. It turned out that at this time, there were large reddish-brown traces everywhere on the dam. It can be seen that the place has been deliberately cleaned, but it can't be washed away. Because this is the blood of the monk, this is the blood of the innocent. Sprinkle it on top of the stone, as if it can be cast deep into it! Chen Feng said softly: "This means that the battlefield is already advancing from the surface of the water to the dam, and the dam is almost unbearable." At this time, Chen Feng also saw that the number of disciples in the inner courtyard stationed here was thirty or forty fewer than before. Presumably, those people have already died in the battle. Above the Wangjiang Tower, the dozen or so true disciples who had previously supported sat there silently, all of them looked very ugly, and there were many injuries on their bodies, and some even broke their arms. Broke his leg, even got blinded! You can imagine how tragic the battle in the previous three days was.

Chapter 2191 The Book of the Soul of the Artifact

Chen Feng had some worries in his heart. He felt as if he had escaped from his control at that moment. This made him a little worried, but he suppressed his worries in an instant.

Then, he looked back at the chief steward and smiled and said: "Master, this knife, I haven't paid for it yet, but I borrowed it rashly. I hope you will forgive me."

The chief steward laughed: "Master Chen, you took action out of righteousness and avenged our soldiers and weapons. I am too grateful, so why would I be angry?"

"What? Qi Yuanliang is dead?" Lieyang Wenrui stood up suddenly, stared at the Lieyang family guard in front of him, and let out an incredulous shout.

The guard of the Lieyang family trembled with fright, and said, "Yes, it's dead."

"He went to challenge Chen Feng today, but was slashed by Chen Feng before the soldiers and weapons shop!"

"What? How many? Do you say how many?" Lieyang Wenrui narrowed his eyes, and there was a dangerous light shining inside.

The guard trembled and said, "One knife."

"Are you sure it only took one dollar?"

"I'm sure, everyone has seen it!" the guard said.

"Okay." Lieyang Wenrui showed a cold look on his face, waved his hand, and motioned him to retreat.

Then, the cold color on his face turned into a dignified look: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I didn't expect your strength to progress very quickly, and you would kill the Nine Star Martial King peak master with a single blow."

But then, this dignity turned into a deep arrogance and disdain: "But, what about it?"

"My strength is far beyond your reach. I am afraid that you can do everything you can with your knife? And for me, such moves can be issued countless times."

"Okay, I am looking forward to you, I am looking forward to your fame now, I am looking forward to your prominence now, so that I can step on you happier and more comfortable when I step on you, Uncle Dao!"

"After all, trampling is a nameless person, not a skill, trampling to death a young talent like you makes people happy!"

He laughed loudly. As for Qi Yuanliang's death, he didn't care about it at all.

This person's passion and cold-bloodedness can be seen!

Chen Feng asked the chief steward: "Chief steward, this blood-stained giant knife, how much do you want to sell?"

The chief steward stretched out five fingers, then repeated it again.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked: "A million pieces of Xuan Huangshi?"

The boss smiled and said, "Yes."

Chen Feng took a deep breath. This knife is equivalent to the entire property of several Yipin families.

However, this is also unimaginable. After all, this kind of thing is a rare thing, a world-famous treasure, and it is definitely rare in the entire Tianyuan dynasty!

He pondered for a moment and said: "I am here, I can't come up with so much gossip now, can I use other things to offset it?"

"What do you use?" the chief steward asked.

Chen Feng said slowly: "Demon Pill."

"Of course." The chief steward said with a smile: "Our family still consumes a lot of demon pills, and we are also collecting this kind of things in large quantities. If you can provide high-level demon pills, I I can also raise some prices for you!"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "How do you say the price?"

"Eight Star Demon King's early demon pill, a 50,000 black yellow stone."

"Eight-star Wuwang mid-term demon pill, an 80,000 black yellow stone."

"Eight-star Wuwang peak demon pill, a 150,000 black yellow stone!"

Chen Feng nodded, just to take out all the demon pills he had obtained these days.

The big steward said with a smile, "There are a total of 1.1 million black yellow stones. Otherwise, don’t take the extra 100,000 black yellow stones. I will sell you one. This book is sold to you at a discount."

"Sell it to me at a discount, and still have one hundred thousand Xuan Huangshi?" Chen Feng raised his brow and asked with interest: "I don't know what book it is?"

The manager's expression became awe-inspiring, and he said: "This book is a map compiled by our ancestors who traveled all over the mainland for tens of thousands of years."

"This map shows forty-seven locations where artifacts may appear!"

"Of course, it's just possible, I don't dare to fully confirm it, and some are even hearsay, but presumably, this is also very helpful to Chen Gongzi, right?"

Chen Feng shivered violently, with excitement in his eyes.

Selling a map like this one hundred thousand Xuan Huangshi to myself is really cheap.

Chen Feng estimated that even if it sells 500,000 Xuan Huangshi, some strong people will break the head, after all, this involves the soul of the weapon!

Chen Feng said immediately: "Then thank you for the job."

The boss smiled and nodded, then went back to the secret room and took out a thick, already yellowed scroll, and gave it to Chen Feng!

The two said a few more words, and Chen Feng said goodbye.

Looking at his back, the manager sighed deeply in his heart: "Chen Feng, our soldier family, sorry for you, I, sorry for you."

"The Art of the Soul of the Artifact, should it be a compensation for you!"

Chen Feng returned to sitting on the cliff, looked at the blood-stained giant knife in his hand, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

He patted the huge blade: "Because of you, I suddenly became poor and white again."

At this time, Chen Feng also realized the sweetness of escalating in the battle and gaining wealth by hunting monsters and beasts in the battle.

You know, a million pieces of Xuan Huangshi, he could never get it out in the past, but now it is equivalent to a monster that has killed more than ten days and has collected these!

Chen Feng laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of if the demon pill is gone? Just go and kill the demon beast!"

After that, Chen Feng carried the blood-stained giant knife to the top of the dam.

This is already the twentieth day of the start of the beast tide, and when I just came to the dam~IndoMTL.com~Chen Feng felt something wrong.

It turned out that at this time, there were large reddish-brown traces everywhere on the dam. It can be seen that the place has been deliberately cleaned, but it can't be washed away.

Because this is the blood of the monk, this is the blood of the innocent.

Sprinkle it on top of the stone, as if it can be cast deep into it!

Chen Feng said softly: "This means that the battlefield is already advancing from the surface of the water to the dam, and the dam is almost unbearable."

At this time, Chen Feng also saw that the number of disciples in the inner courtyard stationed here was thirty or forty fewer than before.

Presumably, those people have already died in the battle.

Above the Wangjiang Tower, the dozen or so true disciples who had previously supported sat there silently, all of them looked very ugly, and there were many injuries on their bodies, and some even broke their arms. Broke his leg, even got blinded!

You can imagine how tragic the battle in the previous three days was.