Chapter 579 Expensive Prices

Wang Meng and Wan'er came to the Yuling Association. In the whole Wangcheng, the most elegant thing is the residence of the Yuling Association. Whoever let Wangcheng make a living by this.

Here, there is a noisy hawking sound in my ears, like a downtown. After all, ordinary people can't compare with the four major families. The real beasts of the dead family have fixed channels to destroy the imperial dynasty all over the country, and the level is also high.

All the real beasts sold here are weakly qualified below three turns.

Obviously, in the middle of the world, to be precise, this plane is still quite dependent on the real beast, and Wang Meng, who likes personal practice, is actually not interested in this.

But now he is afraid that he still needs the real beast to solve the problem of his missing five elements.

"Young master, this young master, as soon as I see your wisdom and martial arts, I know that you are a discerning person. You don't have to look at such inferior goods. I have good goods here. Are you interested in the young master?"

As soon as Wang Meng and Wan'er came in, they were targeted. They were dressed gorgeously, pale, and brought a beautiful little maid. Everyone knew that the wronged head came to the door.

"Oh, I want a real beast with fire attributes. Do you have it?"

"This young master, you are really under great pressure. It's right to meet me. I just got a three-turn best flame horse here. You are absolutely handsome with such a noble status."

Three fangs showed two fangs and smiled.

"Oh, yeah, show me."

"Inside, please."

In front of Wang Meng and Wan'er is a flame steed, which is really tall and powerful. Among other things, it is very cool to ride such a horse to pick up girls.

"How about it, handsome? We are predestined. It was originally 120, but now it's a whole. As long as a hundred money, you can take it away!" The fangs said cheerfully.

"Young master, this horse is not good, and the flames are leaking out. And the quality is low, which is false.

Wan'er said hesitantly.

"Little girl, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. This horse was finally caught in the Taibai Mountains. We lost two people!"

The fangs snorted coldly.

"It's really a good horse. It's a pity that I don't have enough money."

"How much do you have?"

"I only have a hundred copper coins." Wang Meng shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"What, son of a bitch, get out of here, get out of here!"

Three burrches are furious. Damn, he's a fake guy, a waste of his uncle's tongue.

Wang Meng and Wan'er were kicked out, "Young master... If you like..."

Wang Meng smiled and said, "That's a bad horse, a small spell with a little flame, which is only worth a hundred copper coins."

The three saddles were taken down and collected, and the flame disappeared immediately. He kept muttering, wasting the truth.

A flame spell is attached to the saddle to form such an effect. It's really a trick to coax Wang Meng.

Wang Meng turned around and found that most of the real beasts here were good-looking and fun. What he needed was a relatively pure fire of the five elements. I'm afraid he had to do it by himself.

Wan'er is still a child. She is probably so relaxed to come out to play, touching this and that.

Wang Meng smiled and let her play there. He entered the spirit control meeting by himself.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The deacon of the Spirit Club still knows how to look at people, and he looks at this dress. It's just a brain-damaged and rich owner.

"I want to buy some bundles of demon ropes, preferably above the third level."

"Sir, that's called a bundle of fairy ropes. Only we can buy it here. Please come inside, distinguished guests."

The deacon shouted immediately.

Wang Meng can't laugh or cry. It seems that there are monopolies everywhere, which is called Binding Immortals.

"Dear guests, how much do you want? If it's more, I can give you a discount!"

The deacon who received Wang Meng was more than 30 years old. He felt more comfortable and had a better attitude.

"A bundle of 100 yuan."

At that time, Wang Zhenren was stunned. He knew that the meaning of a bundle here was only twelve, a hundred yuan. Wang Meng still had it, but it was really not much. Throwing those damn underwear and so on, Wang Rencai really didn't leave him any money. He didn't want to be so depressed to borrow money from the Jiang family

"Cough, well, what about the general demon rope?"

"This is cheap. One hundred copper coins is enough. How much do you want?" The deacon was quite polite, "In fact, if you need a high-grade real beast, you'd better buy it directly. In addition to tying the fairy rope, you also need considerable skills to catch the real beast, and sometimes you also need the cooperation of human tricks."

The young deacon said bitterly.

Wang Meng couldn't help laughing, "If you do business like this, aren't you afraid of being fired by the president?"

The deacon scratched his head, "Don't let the president know that he will scold me."

"My name is Wang Meng. I came to your place for the first time."

"My name is Su Xueyou, the deacon of the Spirit Society, and I am also a quasi-three-grade real beast master."

"Thank you, Brother Su. Give me ten bundles of demon ropes."

"Okay, no problem. I'll give Brother Wang a 20% discount."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's a guest from afar... There is a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Hon the truth, Brother Su is my first friend here. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"Cough, Brother Wang, I think your body seems to be a little weak. It's actually very dangerous to catch the real Yuan beast. The real Yuan beast is easy to run away. If you're not in a hurry, I'm going to have an advanced test in two days. Brother Wang can go with me. I'll take care of it

Su Xueyou said.

"Haha, Brother Su, I'm afraid you will be scolded by the president. He didn't dismiss you?"

Wang Meng can see that the naturally enthusiastic and helpful master in front of him.

Su Xueyou scratched his head with a little embarrassment. He looked around and said quietly, "The president is my uncle. He likes to scold me since I was a child. I'm used to it."

"Haha, no wonder, thank you, Brother Su. In fact, I'm just practicing casually. It's not troublesome."

Wang Meng took the bundle of demon rope. The bundle of demons in it was indeed a little weak, and he really couldn't bind it.

It seems that it needs to be tossed a little.

As soon as she went out, Wan'er was looking around anxiously and saw Wang Meng running over quickly.

"I'm sorry, young master, it's all my playfulness."

"Hehe, no matter what you do, I went to buy something, and now I've bought it."

Wang Meng subconsciously touched Wan'er's head. He used to touch Cheng Cheng. I didn't see her when I left. This little girl's heart is too heavy, and it is indeed an obstacle to soaring in the small world.

"Young master, can I ask you what you bought?" Wan'er lowered her head and said.

Wang Meng was stunned. He smiled and said, "Yes, I bought a bundle of demon ropes. I want to catch a few real beasts when I have time."

"I'm sorry, I..." Wan'er's eyes turned red.

"Silly girl, what's this? Just say what she wants to know. Don't cry. It's not beautiful when you cry.

Wang Zhenren thought it was normal. When he learned that the person he had this kind of experience came, if the Jiang family was relieved, it would be called a ghost.

The life wheel was practiced to the third floor, and a lot of things could be done. When he returned to the house, Wang Meng took out a bundle of demon ropes and studied it. Next, we're going to have a big fight.

The next day, Wang Meng went out early in the morning, and the situation in Wangcheng was familiar with it. Obviously, it is not enough to tie the demon rope. In fact, the bundle of fairy rope is not enough. What Wang Meng needs is a high-grade pure five-eleges real beast. If you buy one, one can make him bankrupt, or you still have to do it yourself to enrich your own food and clothing.

Artifact Pavilion Wangcheng Branch.

Although the station of the artifact pavilion is not as magnificent as the scene of the spirit control meeting, it is full of grandeur in the subtleties, which is worthy of the word artifact.

The competition of the three major alliances is everywhere, but Wangcheng is the home of the Yuling Association after all.

In Wangcheng, the Artifact Pavilion is the main source of all kinds of equipment for monks. In addition, there are more than a dozen master mechanics stationed in the artifact pavilion, providing various services such as equipment customization, repair and adding spells.

Maybe Wang Meng went out too early, and Wan'er, who was responsible for "monitoring" him, did not appear, so at this time, Wang Meng was alone.

Come to the artifact pavilion. A disciple of the Artifact Pavilion in a deacon's uniform greeted him, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Wang Meng took out a bundle of demon ropes and smiled: "I need to refine a batch of such bundles of demon ropes. I don't know if it's convenient?"

The Artifact Pavilion is mainly responsible for selling all kinds of magic weapons, and also helps some people with high demand to customize them. Of course, the fees are also quite amazing.

In the Artifact Pavilion, it is "cheap" to buy, customization is luxurious, and only nobles can play.

I have to say that this outfit of Wang Zhenren still helped.

It's just that the deacon's disciple took a look at the demon rope in Wang Meng's hand and was a little confused. This is the most common and cheapest demon rope,... Alas, these rich people like this kind of tone and find a reason to spend money.

"How much do you want to refine?"

"Oh, twelve bundles."

"Twelve bundles?"

The disciples of the Artifact Pavilion had fun, and the God of Wealth came to the door. "No problem, you need a few artifact masters to refine for you. The artifact masters from one to five grades in our Wangcheng Branch are all top-notch."

"How much does this cost?"

"How many real beasts do you want to use to catch?"

"Three to five."

"Ha ha, then I recommend the five-grade artifact master to you. Each bundle costs 1,000 yuan. If it's twelve bundles, I can give you a discount."

The deacon's face smiled as brightly as a lotus.

Wang Zhen knew that he had found the wrong place. It's better to buy it directly at this price, 12,000 yuan. This is simply a grab and a discount. Now he is really afraid of hearing a 20% discount.

Wang Meng thought he was a rich man at first, but now he knows that this talented brother is still a poor man. It seems that he has been cleaned out.

"Ha ha, you came to us and found the right one. You see, refining the demon rope, even if it is twelve bundles, also involves the re-refining of the demon array. This is not an easy thing. It requires a refinery master to do it in person, and it also needs the help of more than We can do it in the Artifact Pavilion, and I promise it's much better than any tattered fairy rope. It's definitely worth the money.

The deacon's disciple smiled, but he muttered in his heart. This guy is not here to entertain him, is he?

Wang Meng pondered for a moment, and at this moment, a loud voice came from behind: "Seventh brother, go over there. The spiritual sword you refined last time was very good. It has been sold. Go and clean up the warehouse. What does this guest need? Let me treat you. Don't let the master wait for a long time.

"Yes, big brother." When the deacon's disciple heard the words, he was overjoyed and said, "This guest wants to refine twelve bundles of demon ropes."

(Ask for a monthly ticket, Wang Zhenren's clothes don't cover his body, ask for a monthly ticket to buy materials!) RS