Give.

Don't say it.

Give money so that it can be used.

The expressions of the two old men softened a bit, but their words were still neither salty nor bland:

"Ancestor has gone into seclusion...no visitors."

"When will we leave the customs?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"I don't know." The two old men had a tacit understanding. After saying these two words, they simply closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath and had the urge to scold his mother. He spent 60,000 fairy stones and listened to two nonsense words. Not to mention seeing the old demon of Black Mountain, how could he buy an ever-lasting lantern when he couldn't even enter the mountain gate.

He returned to Holy Fire City again.

This huge city is naturally bustling at night, the long streets are bustling with people, and you can hear shouts wherever you go.

Zhao Yun walked all the way wearing a black robe.

The world of Holy Fire City seems to be more mysterious than Nantian City, and there are countless mysterious auras in the city. No wonder this city is still safe and sound after the war. Compared with the ruins of Red Dragon City, this place is a fairyland.

There is no trace of the devastation of war.

"Quick, quick, quick."

"The Zhou Family Stone Workshop cut out a piece of Xuanyin Immortal Iron."

"True or false."

As he was walking away, Zhao Yun suddenly heard shouts.

Then, people could be seen moving around, and people were rushing in one direction.

"Xuanyin Immortal Iron?"

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed after hearing this, that was the magic material for making weapons.

Compared with this, he is more curious about what a stone workshop is, what does cutting mean, cutting stones? Mineral deposits?

Perhaps out of curiosity, he also followed the flow of people.

When he arrived, there was already a crowd of people in front of a shop.

Looking at the store plaque, there are four big characters: Zhoujia Shifang.

Zhao Yun took one look and stepped in.

As he expected, the shop formed a boundary with a radius of ten thousand feet. There were stone platforms on display in an orderly manner. Each stone platform was sealed with a stone, some were large, some were small, and the shapes were irregular. Almost every stone platform was in front of it.

, there are one or two figures standing there, looking at the stones as if they were appreciating treasures.

"It's really Xuanyin Immortal Iron."

In the depths, I don’t know how many people gathered, and there were shouts of exclamation.

Zhao Yun once raised his eyes and took a look, and could see the radiant seal, which was the strange phenomenon of immortal iron.

More people came around, all rushing to see the fairy iron. Fairy iron is also divided into grades. For example, Xuanyin fairy iron is a higher-grade one. It is not sold in the world, so it can be said that it has a price but no market.

"A stone seller?"

Zhao Yun had a strange look in his eyes, looking at him as he walked.

Each stone is clearly marked with a price, and the cheapest one starts at 10,000 yuan.

He approached a stone platform and stared at the stones on it.

The stone was only as big as a wine jar, and its surface was mottled. But it was such a stone that he couldn't see through. In other words, it was because of a mysterious power on the stone that blocked his view.

"This piece is good."

"There must be treasure inside."

An old man came up and walked around the stone platform with his hands in his hands.

"Is there a treasure in the stone?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

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Chapter completed!