Although Lin Mu is rich, he only has about 17,000 spirit stones on his body. [.Com text]

Ten thousand yuan!

Those who can carry so many spirit stones with you are by no means ordinary people.

Few disciples from major sects can do it.

But even so, the spirit stones on him were not enough to buy these two defensive magic weapons.

Feng Hou was sucking in the air, and 28,000 low-grade spirit stones were far beyond his imagination.

He worked hard for a year and only earned about 800 spirit stones.

He had to struggle for thirty or forty years to make enough money.

Moreover, during this process, you cannot practice, be injured, and cannot die.

If you do this, you may have some hope.

But Lin Mu just said casually that he had 28,000 spirit stones to pay to others.

Rich people are different!

He thought of what Lin Mu did last night, and he admired Lin Mu even more.

Lin Mu is so rich, and when he stays, he doesn't stay in a very comfortable and intoxicated place, but he only stays in the room for three hundred spirit stones for one night.

Life is so simple!

Lin Mu looked at the two top-grade magic weapons, his eyes flashed. These two magic weapons had super strong defense and were both extraordinary. He was very moved.

But because of the lack of spiritual stones on the body, this is a problem.

After hesitating for a little, Lin Mu looked at the shop owner and smiled: "There are many medium-grade flying swords on his body. I wonder if you will acquire them here?"

He doesn't have enough spirit stones on his body, so he can only sell flying swords now. Anyway, those medium-grade flying swords are of no use to him.

The owner squinted his eyes and smiled, "The shop has a special weapon refiner who only sells magic weapons to the outside world and generally does not buy them. However, if you say this, it must be that there are not enough spirit stones on your body, and I am not unreasonable. Take out the flying sword and show me. If the quality is good, I don't mind making an exception."

A smile appeared on Lin Mu's face. It seemed that there was great hope that the shop owner would say so, and this transaction would probably be successful.

Lin Mu reached out to take out a flying sword from the storage bag, handed it to the shop owner, and asked with a smile: "What do you think of this one?"

This is a mid-grade fire-type flying sword, the Chiyun sword, and the quality is also good, comparable to the Fenghou Biyun sword.

The owner took the flying sword and checked it. A hint of joy appeared on his face. The quality of the flying sword was not bad at all, and it was even better than the ones sold in his store.

"How many flying swords do you have like this?" The owner looked at Lin Mu and smiled and said, "I want them all!"

This Fiery Cloud Sword is exquisitely crafted and sold to those practitioners in the Foundation Establishment Stage and is very popular.

Lin Mu had a faint smile on his face: "Not too many, there are about 40 handles."

More than forty handles!

The owner was startled and his smile became even brighter. Now he posted it!

The owner hurriedly said, "Take it out quickly and let me see it."

Lin Mu smiled and did not move, and said with a smile: "You can offer a price for such a flying sword first."

The owner's smile immediately stopped and sighed inwardly, saying that he was too excited.

He looked at Lin Mu for a long time and felt a stern. This person was not like those who knew nothing, so he could not be too ruthless when the price was lowered.

He really wanted to do this business.

The owner's face changed a little, and he asked again: "Is the quality of all flying swords almost the same as this one?"

Lin Mu nodded and smiled, "Most of them are similar. Of course, there are also some quality sub-quality, but there are also several flying swords, which are better than this Chiyun Sword."

The shop owner pondered for a while, his fat flesh trembled on his face and said with a smile: "Each flying sword, I want as much as I want."

Feng Hou was shocked and hurriedly calculated to figure out how many spiritual stones were there in total.

Each handle is four hundred and forty, at least 18,000 yuan!

He looked at Lin Mu with joy.

Lin Mu's face was calm and said to the shop owner: "I believe you know better than me about the quality of this Chiyun Sword. If it is sold alone, it will definitely not be less than 500 spirit stones, or even more. Each 450 low-grade spirit stones is too low. It's better to make up an integer, each 500 yuan."

Five hundred yuan!

Feng Hou looked at Lin Mu and completely convinced him.

Each spirit stone is 50 more, and forty stones will be at least 2,000 more.

This is the real rich man. While talking and laughing, there are the gains and losses of thousands of spirit stones.

Much better than him, the poor!

The owner looked puzzled, hesitated for a while, refused to agree or refused, and looked at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's face was calm and he had a faint smile on his face. He looked at him without any timidity.

The owner was shocked and sighed inwardly. Fortunately, he had just left a hand and did not increase the price to 500 spirit stones.

Now that the request is made by the other party, he just nodded and agreed, the other party will inevitably be extremely happy.

In fact, even if he is a low-grade spirit stone, he can make a fortune.

But while you make money yourself, you can also make the other party happy, why not do it?

If the other party has good things next time, there is still a high chance of selling them to yourself.

This is called means!

He has long been familiar with the path.

Just as Feng Hou was anxious and Lin Mu was also worried, the owner finally smiled: "Since you said that, I can't be too petty. Why don't you sell you a favor? Then just five hundred spirit stones per person."

Lin Mu and Feng Hou breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were full of joy.

Lin Mu smiled and no longer shy, and took out forty-four medium-grade flying swords in one go.

From the hands of the Wuyou Sword Sect, Lin Mu got a total of forty-five intact middle-grade flying swords and gave Feng Hou one, but now there are only forty-four left.

Forty-four flying swords were placed side by side on the counter, filling the entire counter.

The flying sword shines, dazzling.

Forty-four handles, each handle is five hundred, a total of 22,000 low-grade spirit stones!

Feng Hou, the shop owner, and the waiter standing beside him were all stunned.

All three were shocked.

Forty-four flying swords were placed in front of you.

Sanren all had a question in his heart, how did he get these flying swords?

These flying swords are different, and they don’t seem to be made by one person.

Is it a killing person and robbing treasure?

All three of them thought of this very quickly.

If this is true, then his strength is terrifying.

Forty-four mid-grade flying swords mean that there are forty-four foundation-building practitioners who died in Lin Mu's hands.

Feng Hou remembered his Biyun Sword and knew that there were at least forty-five people.

The three of them looked at Lin Mu with a hint of fear.

How many people have this young man with a faint smile on his face killed?

Lin Mu had no idea about the three of them. He kept taking out twenty-two low-grade flying swords from the storage bag and smiled at the shop owner: "I can't use these flying swords anymore. Why don't you sell them all to you? You can offer a price."

The shop owner came to his senses, looked at the twenty-two low-grade flying swords, and smiled and said, "Put it a thousand low-grade spirit stones together."

Lin Mu nodded with a smile: "Okay, no problem."

It is useless for him to keep these low-grade flying swords. The price of one thousand low-grade spirit stones is fair.

Forty-four medium-grade flying swords sold for 22,000 yuan, and twenty-two low-grade flying swords sold for 1,000 yuan.

The two add up to 23,000 yuan.

The two top-grade defensive magic weapons are 28,000 yuan in total, and there is still 5,000 yuan in size.

Lin Mu smiled and said to the shop owner: "The two have offset each other, I still want you to have 5,000 low-grade spirit stones."

The fat on the shop owner's face trembled and said with a smile: "That's exactly that."

Lin Mu then took out five thousand low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, placed them on the counter, picked up the shaking umbrella and the green copper bell, and smiled and said, "These two magic weapons belong to me."

The shop owner nodded and smiled, "That's natural." But his subordinates kept putting the flying sword and spirit stone into the storage bag.

Both of them were very satisfied with this transaction and were very happy.

Lin Mu smiled and put the umbrella and the green copper bell into the storage bag.

The shop owner was full of spring breeze and smiled: "Does the customer still need other magic weapons? There are everything in the shop?"
To be continued...