Chapter 946

After buying the tickets, Emperor Yan took the people to find an inn in the deserted ancient city and prepared to stay here for one night.

As for the assessment of the outer courtyard of Jiashen Theological Seminary, it is said that the assessment lasted for half a month, so even if Zhuo Wen and others failed to catch up with the first day of the assessment, it doesn't matter. After all, there is still half a month, so people are not particularly worried.

It is worth noting that the accommodation fee of this desolate ancient city is also expensive. It takes five top-grade spirit stones to stay one night, and one room is shabby.

Zhuo Wen had to pay six times the price because he took the five heavenly Lords. Fortunately, because Zhuo Wen robbed Shaoyan family and Qingxu Valley, he was rich and had no pain.

However, qingxuzi and Zui Qingfeng have black faces from beginning to end. In fact, after paying the ticket, there are not many spiritual stones left on them. Now the accommodation in this deserted ancient city is so expensive that they naturally have a lot of shame.

However, in order to save the spirit stone, they resolutely opened a room and slept in the same bed in the strange eyes of everyone.

After arranging their rooms, Emperor Yan smiled at the people and said, "the barren ancient city is very big. There are strong people in it. Some strong people will take out useless things and set up stalls to buy them in order to earn some road expenses. If you want to, you can go to the streets of the ancient city, or maybe you can find some good things."

Emperor Yan's words are obvious. After all, the barren ancient city is no better than the yanxuan imperial dynasty. There are even many strong emperors here. The useless things on the strong are regarded as the most precious among the four martial arts, so you can take a chance.

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen, Mo Lingtian and other young people all show their fine eyes. If they can really find some good things here, they must be of infinite use.

"Brother Zhuo! Why don't we go shopping together?"

Mo Lingtian, who was as beautiful as a demon, came to Zhuo Wen, smiled and said to Zhuo Wen.

Looking at Mo Lingtian, who is more beautiful than a woman, Zhuo Wen always feels strange. It may be related to too much information he knows in his previous life. Anyway, Zhuo Wen is always uncomfortable standing beside Mo Lingtian.

"Brother Ling Tian, you're welcome. Zhuo is used to being alone, so you don't have to."

Zhuo Wen smiled, and then left the inn in a hurry. Mo Lingtian's smile was slightly stiff. He touched his face and was a little depressed. He always felt that Zhuo Wen was hiding from him. Was he so terrible?

Zhuo Wen naturally didn't know what Mo Lingtian thought. At the moment, after he walked out of the inn, he went towards the southeast of the ancient city. Before that, Emperor Yan had told everyone the location of the stall, so Zhuo Wen didn't need to ask for directions, so he could directly reach his destination.

The southeast of the barren ancient city is an extremely huge and magnificent street. The width of the street alone is nearly 100 meters, and the length is incalculable. Anyway, from the perspective of Zhuo Wen, I haven't seen the end yet. I see all the people coming and going.

Everywhere in the street, there are stalls with a large area. Even in front of some larger stalls, there are domineering signs, such as Baibao Pavilion, Cangjin building and hualongtan. In fact, they are just stalls with an inch of space.

"Many strong people!"

As soon as he entered this huge street, Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly frozen. Most of the martial artists walking in this street were the strong of heaven, and even the strongest of the imperial realm. However, there were still few strong of the imperial realm, and occasionally some individuals walked through the crowd.

Most of the stalls in the street are martial artists in the Sizun territory. Looking around, Zhuo Wen has not found any strong imperial power to set up stalls here.

But think about it, you know, generally strong people like emperor power territory don't lack spiritual stones and money at all. Few strong people in emperor territory set up stalls, but there are exceptions. Maybe some strong people in emperor territory need spiritual stones urgently, so they may set up stalls to sell babies temporarily.

Of course, it's easy for such strong people to focus on the attention of many martial arts people when they set up stalls, and the time for setting up stalls will not be too long. They will leave after selling their goods, so it's not often that they set up stalls when they meet such strong people.

Naturally, Zhuo Wen will not deliberately look for the stalls of the strong in the imperial realm, but follow the flow of people and constantly look at the stalls on both sides. If he can meet good things, Zhuo Wen will not let go. After all, he is rich now.

"There are strong imperialists setting up stalls there. Let's go and have a look. Even things that are useless to strong imperialists may be the best treasure for us."

"What? It's the first time in half a year that the strong emperor set up a stall. I haven't seen the strong emperor set up a stall in this ancient city for a long time."

Suddenly, there was a commotion not far from the front. Then many martial artists who had walked leisurely in the street hurried towards the front and surrounded the central booth hundreds of meters ahead.

The booth was also extraordinary. There was a strange image emerging over it, but the vision could be suppressed. Zhuo Wen knew that only the strong emperor could produce the vision independently in his body. Obviously, the owner of the vision was indeed a strong emperor.

"Interesting! Go and have a look."

His eyes twinkled. Zhuo Wen stepped on the soles of his feet and went deep into the crowd. Soon before he arrived at the booth.

This booth is very small, but there is an inch of space. There is a plaid cloth on the ground. On this booth is a long gun with rust. Even the tip of the long gun is broken. The gun body should have patterns, but the patterns of the gun body are covered by the surrounding rust.

Although the broken gun here is very old and even rusty beyond recognition, the breath hidden in the long gun is quite strong, with a faint majesty of the emperor.

"Is this... Imperial weapon? And it's also a broken imperial weapon?"

The martial artists around were all extraordinary people. At a glance, they saw the majestic imperial spirit revealed in the broken gun. The long gun had fought with the strong in the imperial territory. The imperial spirit was the breath left on it by the owner of the long gun.

At this moment, many martial arts onlookers were excited. Although this long gun was very broken, it was once an imperial weapon and could not be used, but it could be used for research.

The owner of this stall is a man in black with a cold face. The man's eyes are very sharp and divine, like a sharp sword. If a martial artist with weak mind looks at him, he may hurt his mind.

"This person is very strong!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. The man in black in front of him was like an invincible sword in Zhuo Wen's eyes. Standing there alone gave him the illusion that he was not a man but an unsheathed sword.

"This gun is unknown. I got it inadvertently. It's an imperial weapon. It's a top-grade spirit stone at a one million price. You can roll if you don't want it." the man in Black said coldly, standing in front of the broken gun, his eyes narrowed slightly and ignored his surroundings.

Looking at the indifferent man in front of him, Zhuo Wen shrugged. This man is really overbearing. Although this overbearing practice has aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, after all, this man is a strong emperor, so no one dares to refute this man.

"One million top-grade spirit stones, isn't it too expensive? You can buy a royal level top-grade spirit treasure at this price. Although this long gun is an imperial weapon, it was only once. Now it is so broken that it can't be used at all. Even the repair is enough. It's so expensive."

After the indifferent man quoted the price, the surroundings were quiet. Many people shook their heads and felt that his offer was too high. This broken spear was not worth the price at all.

Zhuo Wen also shook his head. He also felt that the price was too high. Although the long gun was originally an invincible imperial weapon, it has been broken to such a terrible extent that it is not worth a million top-grade spirit stones at all.

After a moment of silence, a man finally came out. He was quite old, with gray temples and a smile on his mouth. What's more, he was as powerful as the sea. He was also a strong emperor.

"Brother, you have seen this imperial weapon. The damage is too serious! It's really a lion's mouth to open a million top-grade spirit stones. Why don't you reduce the price to 500000, and I'll buy the broken imperial weapon." the man smiled.

And everyone around nodded. He was also a strong emperor, so the cold man should give face.

Unfortunately, the indifferent man just glanced at the middle-aged man and spit out a word: "roll!"

As soon as this remark came out, the surroundings became quiet again. The middle-aged man with gray temples was also stunned. His face immediately turned red and said in a low voice: "are you too arrogant? You are also a strong emperor. Don't you give any face?"

"Just a waste of imperial territory, dare to say in front of me, get out of here, or you'll die."

The indifferent man stood up slowly. The sharp eyes burst out of the terrible sword. At the moment, the man is like a sharp sword out of the scabbard. He is peerless and sharp. He seems to be able to cut everything.

Pedal pedal!

Under this sharp momentum, many martial artists around all retreated dozens of steps, and the middle-aged man was quite miserable. He fell and ate shit, and then slid hundreds of meters away.

WOW!

The uproar suddenly rang out. When the people's eyes focused on the cold man again, their eyes finally changed. The man with gray temples was at least a strong man in the imperial realm, but under the cold man's momentum, he directly fell into a dog and ate shit, isn't it incredible?

"Is this man a high-level imperial martial artist? God, there are high-level imperial martial artists in the deserted ancient city."

In the uproar, there was the exclamation of countless martial artists. Looking at the indifferent man, it was like a ghost expression.