Nine Stars Killer Chapter 126: Dibao Pavilion

Raising the driving curtain, Ye Feng walked down from the carriage, watching a huge city appear in front of him, even bigger than Sioux City, very magnificent, and the city walls were ten feet tall. (First release)

"Young Master Ye, this is the imperial city of Li Yuanguo, let's go in, rest for a day, and we will continue on our way."

The groom seemed to be very familiar with the environment here, and took Ye Feng into the huge imperial city.

Entering the street, there are a variety of shops on both sides, and a large number of warriors shuttle through it. No matter young or old, you can basically see it on the street. This development of Li Yuanguo has exceeded Ye Feng's imagination.

"Let’s find a restaurant to eat first, and then find a place to rest!"

Above this road, every day, Ye Feng is tired of eating and sleeping, and he plans to find a place to have a good meal and sleep in Meidi.

"Young Master Ye, I suggest you go to Zuixiang Tower. The food there is definitely the best in the Imperial City."

The groom recommended a place for Ye Feng.

"Well, lead the way, we will go to Zuixianglou."

Ye Feng didn't know where to go to eat. Since the groom mentioned it, he was in the middle of his arms, it sounds like the name is also good, Zuixianglou, it would be a good idea to get drunk in another country.

Passing through the streets, horseshoes made the sound of towers and towers, leaving a series of notes on the huge bluestone. Anything can attract Ye Feng's attention. It is the first time to enter such a prosperous place, many places feel very strange .

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and have a look!"

Passing by a shop, Ye Feng suddenly stopped.

"Dibao Pavilion, what a domineering name!"

Ye Feng stood in front of this shop, with three huge words on the door plaque. Ye Feng stepped over the threshold and entered this shop, which was much bigger than Ye Feng imagined.

"Master, do you have anything I can do for you?"

An old man dressed as a servant walked up and asked Ye Feng.

"I see it is written outside, you also charge some weapons in exchange for other resources, is it true?"

Ye Feng originally planned to replace some of the useless spirit weapons on his body, and it was useless to keep them. Every time he practiced, Ye Feng needed a terrifying amount of true spirit pills, although he got a lot from Yao Wushuang and Chen Feiyu. , But compared with Ye Feng's swallowing speed, it was still unable to satisfy.

"It's true. If this young man doesn't want to use any weapon, he can exchange it with us." The old man was very polite.

Quickly let Ye Feng into a special exchange area, where most of the sales are weapons, and even Ye Feng heard someone casting weapons. Through the curtain, Ye Feng saw an incredible scene and saw someone showing it. Inscription Soul Art carved inscription patterns, but compared with Ye Feng, the inscription patterns appeared too rough.

"Excuse me, is it casting weapons inside?"

Ye Feng is very interested.

"Yes, our Dibao Pavilion specializes in selling weapons. We have a foundry and a first-class casting division. In the Imperial City, more than 70% of the weapons are from our Dibao Pavilion." The old man was very proud.

Ye Feng's curiosity is not about casting weapons here, but focusing on inscription soul technique. According to the current cultivation system, inscription soul technique has disappeared. Why did Ye Feng just see it?

"Excuse me for saying more, I saw someone portraying something just now, are they also casting weapons?"

Ye Feng wanted to find out, after all, the inscription spirit technique is very peculiar, even to a certain level, relying on inscription patterns can improve the level of medicine and martial skills.

For example, if an ordinary pill, let Ye Feng engrave the elixir inscription and blend it into the pill, the quality of the pill will be greatly improved, and this is the horror of the soul master.

"Ahem, is this young man asking too much? If you are here in exchange for weapons, please, please."

The old man coughed a few times and seemed unwilling to disclose too much. After all, every store has its own secrets, and it is impossible to disclose all the secrets.

"Excuse me for talking, let us please!"

Since the other party didn't want to mention it, Ye Feng couldn't continue to ask questions. When there is a chance in the future, he will study the soul-inscription technique.

Ye Feng took out the unused spirit instruments in the storage ring. There were about forty or so, all Ye Feng obtained from others, and some from Merck.

"Calculate it for me, I will exchange all these spiritual tools into real spiritual pills."

Ye Feng needs a lot of true spirit pills. This time it seems to be cruel. A spirit tool is worth at least five thousand true spirit pills, and even a good one is even higher.

"My son, wait a minute, we will give you an answer immediately after we finish the identification."

Obviously, the old man is also an appraiser. He picked up a handle and watched carefully to see if there were any cracks or damages. Once a handle was broken, it would be greatly discounted, or even not sold. How many real spirit pills are on.

Each time he checked one item, the old man would make a corresponding record. Ye Feng didn't bother to watch it either. The spiritual sense was quietly exuding, and it was the casting room behind the curtain.

When the divine sense reached the door curtain, it seemed to be blocked by a faint halo, unable to penetrate it.

"Sure enough!" Ye Feng thought secretly.

If everyone came in and used their divine sense to check in, wouldn't it be clear to everyone that they were planted and restricted and divine sense could not enter.

Ye Feng was still unwilling to give up. This time, his divine consciousness condensed into a thin soul sword, shaped like a drill bit, hitting the restriction, trying to break a gap and enter the casting chamber.

"Shit!"

The Soul Sword let out a snorting sound, and actually went through the restriction. This requires a powerful Soul to enter, even the Earth Martial Realm is not as powerful as Ye Feng's Soul.

After entering the divine sense, Ye Feng found a huge refining room where many people were sweating like rain. The temperature here was extremely high. Even if the divine sense entered, Ye Feng could feel a heat wave.

There are about ten casting furnaces here, nine of them burned with raging fire, some materials were melted into the flames, the caster took out a large tongs, took out the resources, and the three of them kept beating together to put a piece of metal Clean up the impurities inside.

For ordinary refining techniques, Ye Feng was not interested. Ye Feng looked to the far right and found a man in his thirties. He drew arcs in his hands and carved inscriptions. A huge stone was on him. His hands exploded, turned into a liquid, merged into a long sword, and was casting a spiritual weapon.

Although the inscription pattern is very different from the one portrayed by Ye Feng, it is not even in the same grade, but the skill of the opponent's refining is obviously much stronger than that of Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng is only refining for the first time.

Suddenly!

This 30-something man seemed to know that someone was peeping from behind, and suddenly turned his head, Ye Feng's spirit felt naked and leaking in the air. Although the other party did not notice, his strong vigilance has already discovered that someone sneaked in.

"Good alertness!"

Ye Feng took the spirit back in the first time and did not dare to stay. The strength of this man's spirit was not weaker than his own, or even stronger.

The first requirement for cultivating the inscription soul technique is that the soul must be strong, and people with weak soul cannot control the inscription pattern. So the moment Ye Feng approached, the man found out.

"My son, I have already counted them. You have a total of forty-two spirit artifacts here. Three of them have cracks, four of them are damaged, and the others are intact. We need a lot of time to repair the damaged and cracked ones. The exchange may have to be discounted."

To tell the truth, the old man found cracks on several spirit weapons, and some of them were damaged in battle.

"Well, you can do the calculations for me and see how many real elixirs can be exchanged!"

Anyway, it was all for nothing. Ye Feng didn't take it very seriously, as long as he could exchange for the real spirit pill.

"Wait a minute, I will calculate for you right away!"

The old man took out something similar to a compass, typed various words on it, and soon a new row of numbers appeared.

"A total of two hundred thousand true spirit pills, if the son is willing, we can trade now."

The amount given by the old man is fair, not much different from Ye Feng's idea, or even slightly more.

"Okay, deal!"

Ye Feng is very refreshing.

"My son, wait a minute, I will prepare a real spirit pill for you immediately!"

After the old man finished speaking, he walked to the back of the counter, and it seemed that he was going to prepare the real spirit pill.

And at this moment, a man walked out of the casting room behind. He was a burly man, probably in his thirties. At the moment he came out, the entire lobby of the Emperor Bao Pavilion hummed, as if An invisible pressure was born, this is soul power.

"Look at it, Master Ku has appeared. Why is he here today? Shouldn't he be behind the caster?"

The entire Dibao Pavilion screamed. It was obvious that this man was very popular. After all, he was the first caster of the Dibao Pavilion. The weapons he cast had almost been lined up for the end of the coming year.

Ignoring the exclamation of the surroundings, Master Ku's eyes swept around, and the powerful spirits passed by almost everyone.

To be called a master at the age of 30, this bitter master is really amazing.

After scanning over dozens of people, Master Ku finally turned his gaze to Ye Feng's side. When he scanned Ye Feng, he finally freezed.

Stepping forward, he walked towards Ye Feng, and Ye Feng smiled bitterly. It seems that the other party still sensed his own soul. For a powerful soul master, he is very sensitive to soul power~IndoMTL.com~if anyone Use the soul to scan Ye Feng once, even if there is a long interval, Ye Feng can recognize him in the first time. This is the power of the soul inscription master.

Master Kuo did not speak, but sat down quietly. The old man who had just left was also puzzled, not understanding why Master Kuo suddenly appeared. Master Ku is the pillar of the Dibao Pavilion. In the eyes of everyone, except for the owner of the Dibao Pavilion, this Master Ku has the highest prestige. If Master Ku refuses to refine the tools, the Dibao Pavilion will be closed within three days. .

"Your soul power is very strong. It is rare to have such a strong soul power at such a young age!"

Master Ku has a very calm tone.

"Thanks!"

Ye Feng's tone was calm, without any excessive expressions, and the other party didn't insert what was just now, Ye Feng was already very grateful.

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to know the art of refining very well?" Master Ku continued.