"If you were cheaper, tens of thousands of spirit coins, I would still be interested. But if it's so expensive, do you think I'm stupid?"

As he was walking forward, Qin Cheng suddenly noticed that there was a place diagonally ahead. There were constant quarrels and many monks gathered around to watch the fun.

"Sir, this is an authentic flying puppet of the Tribulation Realm. You also know the value of the Tribulation Realm puppet."

"What's more, this is a flying puppet, which is of extremely high value. One million purple gold spiritual coins is really not much."

In the crowd, an old man with a red face and a thick neck, and a young man wearing silk brocade clothes, were arguing about something while pointing to some items piled up in front of the old man's stall.

All around, the monks who came to see the excitement were also talking about it.

"Good guy, one million spirit coins, this old man really dares to speak."

"Fellow Taoist, as I said, this is a flying puppet, and it is in the Tribulation Realm, so its value is certainly high enough."

"I've heard it too. Apart from anything else, the price of flying puppets is indeed higher than that of ordinary puppets." A tall and thin monk analyzed while stroking his chin.

"After all, this object is good at flying, does not require monks to activate it, and has attack methods. In some cases, it is much more convenient than the spirit boat. If it can be repaired successfully, it will definitely cost more than one million purple gold spirit coins."

"But fellow Taoist, please don't forget. What this old man is selling is not a complete flying puppet, but some fragments. The parts are not even included. One million purple gold spirit coins are still too expensive."

"That's right, the devil knows whether these fragments are real or fake. With so many spiritual coins, why don't I buy an immortal weapon?"

"Most likely he is a liar. This young master in brocade robes is also heartless. He actually went up to inquire about the price. This old man has been setting up his stall for a long time, and he is the only one who is interested."

There are different opinions, but most monks feel that the price charged by the old man is too high, and even doubt whether these fragments really come from ancient flying puppets.

"Flying puppet, there is such a thing here."

Qin Cheng also became slightly interested.

I have also heard of some magical legends about flying puppets.

Although the refined puppets can fly in the air if they reach a certain quality.

But there is still a difference between it and a real flying puppet.

The so-called flying puppet is not just a puppet that can fly, but a special puppet form.

The shape is similar to that of flying monsters, and they are generally quite huge, ten times the size of regular puppets.

These puppets were refined at that time to deal with the demonic beasts of the demon clan, so they were not only fast and full of attack power, but also much stronger than ordinary puppets of the same level.

"If you have such a flying puppet when fighting people, it should be good whether you are surrounding or escaping."

Qin Cheng also thought secretly.

The advantage of the flying puppet compared to the spirit boat is that it does not require the monk to expend energy to control it.

Although Qin Cheng has a second spirit, it is obviously much more convenient to give orders to the puppets than to constantly control the spirit boat.

Moreover, during the battle, a Tribulation Realm puppet that is always watching the sky with eager eyes puts great pressure on the opponent.

"What a pity. These parts really come from ancient flying puppets. Let alone one million purple gold spirit coins. Even if they are multiplied several times, they still have research value. But if they are broken into pieces like this, who knows what they are." Han Yukai shook his head.

Qin Cheng also opened his Tianming Eye and took a look.

Under Tian Ming's eyes, all traces of these fragments were clearly exposed.

What Qin Cheng observed carefully was the aura of time that represented how long the fragment had experienced.

As time goes by, traces of time will appear on various items, and the same is true for the aura of time.

But after scanning it, Qin Cheng shook his head.

After observing all these hundreds of fragments, it turns out that they are all real puppet parts.

In this regard, the old man did not lie.

However, these fragments have different auras. Half of them have the strongest aura of time, and they are obviously ancient things.

It should be the ancient flying puppet.

But the other fragments were pieced together by the old man from nowhere.

This guy probably also knows that if there are too few fragments, it will be impossible to cover it up in front of so many puppet masters.

This kind of thing is half true and half false. If it is sold cheaply, some people may be willing to take a gamble.

But it’s so expensive, I guess no one will want it.

Qin Cheng watched for a while and found that the young master in brocade robes also left angrily when he found out that the old man would not lower the price even if he killed him.

As soon as the young master left, all the monks who were watching dispersed.

This kind of debris is very expensive and difficult to repair, so it is indeed not easy to get rid of it.

"It's strange. We've walked almost a circle, why haven't Jia Xu and the others come to join us yet?"

After wandering around Fang City for a long time, Han Yukai couldn't help but feel a little confused when Jia Xu and the others didn't come back.

It's just buying some spiritual ore to make puppets. Does it take so long?

"Why don't you contact them?" Qin Cheng said.

"Well, let me ask."

Han Yukai nodded and was about to take out the sound transmission jade slip when he suddenly felt the vibration of the jade slip. When he took it out and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.

"No, Jia Xu and the others are in trouble."

When Qin Cheng and Han Yukai came to another area of ​​Fang City, more people gathered here.

"Fan Chun, we are all from the same sect. Is it necessary for you to deal with brother Zhang Wenxu like this?"

Jia Xu's angry voice sounded in the crowd.

"Haha, Jia Xu, don't make a mistake. I'm willing to admit defeat. These two people lost to me in the puppet fight. I made the rules before. Now I don't hang them on the gate of Liuxi City. It's already out of consideration for my fellow sects.

For the sake of friendship.”

A somewhat cold voice sounded, with amusement in his words.

"Fan Chun!"

Just as he was walking this way, Han Yukai's face suddenly turned cold when he heard the voice.

"Is this person a disciple of the Fan family?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"That's right, but this son is not the heir of Fan Tianyu, but the child of an elder of the Fan family. He is also good at refining puppets and has a lot of hatred against me."

Han Yukai was worried about his good brother's safety, so he separated from the crowd and walked in.

Qin Cheng walked inside together and saw that there was a wooden pole stuck in the ground in this area.

As for the two brothers Zhang Wenxu, their whole bodies were tied with five-flowered soul ropes, and they were hung head-down on a wooden pole.

On the side, a young man with narrow eyes was smiling and waving his whip, occasionally lashing the bodies of the Zhang brothers. Although the two of them gritted their teeth, they remained silent.

But his clothes had been torn, and there were still blood marks on his skin, making him look extremely miserable.

"Fan Chun, come to me if you have anything to do. Don't bully innocent people."

Han Yukai walked in and saw his two good friends being treated like this, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Han Yukai, please understand, it was these two people who lost to me and allowed me to torture them like this. I didn't bully them." Fan Chun put down his whip and sneered.
Chapter completed!