In Huang Mengju, the entrance is a giant beast's mouth shape, ferocious and terrifying, with hundreds of white sharp teeth flashing with cold light.

It was obviously a dead body, but it was filled with a violent aura. There was a hint of coldness on the body when it walked towards the entrance. The timid person must hesitate to enter again and again.

The iron-armored dragon crocodile is a high-level monster with a huge body, with a head and tail of more than ten feet, and is cruel by nature.

Information about this monster flashed through Jing Shifang's mind. He only learned about it in books and had never seen it with his own eyes.

Huang Mengju reconstructed the bones of the iron-armored dragon crocodile in a certain way, and used them as the gallery in the front hall. Following the body of the bones, it just entered the interior of Huang Mengju.

"What can I do to help you with this guest?"

"I want to sell a few spiritual weapons. Please come out if you can make the decision."

The waiter nodded and trotted backwards.

Jing Shifang was led to the rest area by another waiter, served a glass of fruit wine and a plate of snacks.

"What a big scale! Compared with Huang Mengju, Baibaolou is really a witch, and it is not on the same level at all."

After the Bone Gallery, a front hall has a area of ​​100 acres, with hundreds of waiters responsible for receiving and guiding guests, while several roads lead to different exhibition halls, selling different types of goods.

Every warrior can find what he needs in the wild dream, and the northern border and southern border, the southern border, the Buddhist kingdom of the Ming Dynasty, and almost any country can be seen here.

Behind Huang Mengju is the royal family of the Great Wilderness, and this business is also one of the main sources of economic resources for the royal family.

In less than a stick of incense, a stinging officer strode. A white-haired old man was following him, holding a big box in his hand.

"Are you going to sell spiritual weapons? My surname is Wang, and I am the second-level manager of Huang Mengju. This is the appraiser Mr. Luo. We both will determine the value of your spiritual weapons and whether they have acquisition value."

Manager Wang introduced it and his eyes fell on Jing Shifang.

He hurried to come when he heard that there were several spiritual weapons to be sold. Huang Mengju is famous and is located in a prosperous wasteland. The number of spiritual weapons sold is quite amazing. There has always been a shortage of supply. Every manager has a certain monthly task of purchasing spiritual weapons. If he fails to reach the number, he will be deducted. Huang Mengju is not only to make the profit of the middle-handed sale, but to ensure that he has sufficient goods.

Huang Mengju’s reputation is largely due to its rich treasures. Every warrior here can choose the right spiritual weapon and return with satisfaction. Without enough spiritual weapons to sell, it cannot support a large-scale business.

Jing Shifang took out the iron-feeded long bow, Zen staff, and double mace one by one. Before coming, he took out the spoils from the Qiankun Ring and put them in a wooden box and asked someone to move them in.

Mr. Luo opened the box and took several of his own tools to identify these spiritual weapons.

"The longbow of the intermediate spiritual weapon is equipped with eighteen demon cores with the attributes of the elementary power. It can be considered a high-quality product in the intermediate spiritual weapon. The string of the killer whale bow is broken and needs to be replaced and repaired before it can be used normally. In addition, it is intact. It costs 250,000 yuan in gold and waste money."

"The intermediate spiritual weapon Zen stick is made of black iron and Geng metal, weighing 58 kilograms, and there are two verses inscribed on the stick. The blessing effect is the invincible power of the image and the indestructible Vajra, the user's strength is enhanced and the Zen stick itself is increased. It is worth 300,000 gold and waste money."

"The pair of intermediate spiritual weapons, mandarin duck, has the effect of breaking armor, and the damage to a certain extent penetrates the defensive spirit weapon directly acts on the body, and is worth 400,000 yuan in gold and waste money."

In just a quarter of an hour, Mr. Luo identified three spiritual weapons and gave his own quote.

The identification speed is extremely fast and can accurately and thoroughly give the characteristics of each spiritual weapon. For example, what is the meaning of the Buddha verse on the Zen Staff? Even Jing Shifang himself is confused. The appraiser's requirements for the breadth of knowledge and experience are too high, and it is not something that ordinary people can do.

This offer is the acquisition price of Huang Mengju. It will definitely be slightly lower than the sale price outside, after all, it also needs to make a certain profit.

If you put these spiritual weapons outside and sell them yourself, you may be able to sell them for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in excess of money, but you will definitely spend a lot of effort to find a suitable seller and you have already taken the risk of the transaction yourself.

Compared to selling directly to Huang Mengju, there are many more procedures. Most warriors will choose the former and rarely take into account the identity of the seller themselves.

Unless it happens that buyers are in urgent need of goods or barter, they will act temporarily.

"Master Luo is one of the most experienced appraisers in our Huangmengju. The price he gave is definitely the most reasonable. Do you have any objections to this? If there is no objection, we will sign a contract and we can trade it immediately." Manager Wang said impatiently.

Jing Shifang calculated that these three spiritual weapons together would be almost one million yuan in gold, and it would be more than enough to buy a smoke-squirting beast.

But thinking that I had a fortune that was close to this number some time ago, and I spent all my money overnight. This little money was really not enough. Especially now that my cultivation is getting higher and my interest is getting more and more expensive. It takes millions of gold to value a top-level spiritual weapon.

"I have another spiritual weapon, please check it out together." Jing Shifang thought for a while and took out the Xuanwu chrysanthemum pattern knife.

He also got the three-necked intermediate spiritual weapon long sword from Yin Qili and the high-end spiritual weapon Jinqiu stick from Li Jie. Unfortunately, his personal color is too strong, and once he takes it out, it will cause suspicion, so he can only give up.

As for this Xuanwu chrysanthemum pattern knife, Long Bayu didn't get it for a long time, and secondly, there was no obvious personal identification, so the risk exposure is very small.

Mr. Luo looked up and seemed to be surprised by the fact that there was another spiritual weapon. The wrinkles on his face were formed into orange peels: "The advanced spiritual weapon sword, made of chrysanthemum cloud steel, is rare in the Great Wilderness Dynasty, and can be used as a price of 1.2 million gold and waste money."

"There are four spiritual weapons in total, totaling 2.5 million yuan. If you sell such multiple spiritual weapons at one time, I can make an appointment with a purple gold card for Huangmengju. Anyone who buys things in Huangmengju will be given a 10% discount."

Manager Wang's expression was even more excited and urgent. Even in Huangmengju, high-level spiritual weapons are quite rare treasures and are not everywhere.

If he can acquire a high-level spiritual weapon, even if his mission indicators for this quarter are completed, he will naturally attach great importance to it.

Jing Shifang nodded. He came to this person to sell spiritual weapons for cash, as long as the price is about the same.

After signing the transaction contract, Manager Wang quickly prepared a payment method for half of the gold ticket and half of the gold according to his requirements, and the gold ticket was directly collected. As for the Golden Wilderness Dreamju, there will be a dedicated person to send it to the inn with him.

Jing Shifang was holding a purple crystal card in his hand, with an ancient seal script "Huang" on the front, a miniature figure of Huangdu on the back, and a string of small marks on the bottom.

This is a 10% discount on purple gold card, which can only be obtained after spending huge amounts of money in Huangmengju.

Being able to fight for the next purple gold card is also the limit of power for Manager Wang.

"What treasure are you interested in? Our Huangmengju recently added seven new products in small categories, which can definitely meet your various needs. If you have time, you may not beware of going to the exhibition hall behind to watch it." Manager Wang sat enthusiastically and recommended that you should spend the money that Jing Shifang had just received from Huangmengju here again the next moment. That is to make money at both ends and maximize profits.

Jing Shifang was unmoved, and he had no shortage of spiritual weapons, elixirs, and secrets of martial arts. If there was something that really made him moved, it would definitely not be able to buy it with his value.

"Manager Wang, may I ask if there are smoke-squirting beasts for sale here?"

"Of course there are, but because the number is small, it will only be released every seven days. Is Mr. Jing interested? I can help you pay attention and I will notify you immediately when it starts selling." Manager Wang thought for a while and said earnestly.

"That's the best. Please trouble the king." Jing Shifang left the address of the inn where he lived and left Huang Mengju with the golden money obtained from selling spiritual weapons.

"The other things have been resolved, and only the only thing left to go to the ring to meet with talented warriors from all sides..."

Jing Shifang returned to the inn and put several boxes filled with gold into the Qiankun Ring. After practicing swords, he rested early, ensuring sufficient physical strength.

I woke up the next morning, had breakfast, and was refreshed and walked towards the stage of the heroic wind.

"I want to go on stage to challenge, and now I may go through the procedures?"

There are already people fighting on the Xiongfeng Arena. Jing Shifang found the ring defense envoy. This position was established by the court and was specifically responsible for managing all matters related to the ring competition.

"Born origin, name and birth date, report all these information, pay another 10,000 yuan in gold and wait behind." The Xiongfeng Ring Defensive Order was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and mean lips, saying coldly.

He has seen so many young warriors who came to the ring with anticipation to try to show his skills. Every year, countless people have become stepping stones for the names that finally shine in the wilderness.

The young man in front of him is young and he is actually thinking about going to the ring to challenge. He is really ignorant of the world.

However, it has nothing to do with the Xiongfeng Arena Defense Envoy. Someone voluntarily signed up to the stage, but no one was allowed to be in office.

Jing Shifang completed this series of procedures and watched the battle on the ring, watching the somewhat boring battles in front of him. A disciple of Canglan Valley appeared in the middle, sweeping four people all the way, and was terminated in the fifth game.

It was almost noon, and finally Jing Shifang's name came, and it was his turn to step onto the ring.

"The next challenger, an inner disciple from Wanluo Academy, Jing Shifang!"

As the shouts rang out, Jing Shifang walked slowly onto the ring, and each step was quite steady and powerful.

In the Huangdu ring, he finally stepped onto this stage!
Chapter completed!