Mysterious world: I live forever by hanging up!

"Little friend really wants this spiritual material? Do you know what it is?"

The goatee monk asked tentatively.

Wei Han turned upside down casually, and said with a half-smile: "Senior is so strange, don't you know what the thing you're selling is? I want this thing, you ask a price!"

"Hehe!" The goatee monk sneered: "Three thousand top-grade spirit stones, if you can get them out, take them away."

"good!"

Wei Han nodded in agreement, and raised his hand to pay.

In the end, the goatee monk was not calm, because he found that Wei Han didn't ask for a hair extension. Could it be that this thing is really a treasure?

"Little friend didn't counter the price? It seems that he knows the origin of this thing!" The goatee monk smiled, shook his head and said: "If that's the case, then I won't sell it!"

"Not for sale?"

Wei Han raised his eyebrows lightly, not surprised at all.

A Nascent Soul cultivator has no shortage of three melons and two dates. The other party openly set up a stall here for fishing, to see who can recognize what treasures are on his stall.

People have lived for hundreds of years, what tricks haven't they seen?

So if you want to buy something, you can buy it generously. It is almost impossible to take something away with a slap in the face. The other party's move is just to force him to tell the details of the thing.

"Senior, since you won't sell it, then keep it for yourself." Wei Han smiled dumbly, and got up as if to leave.

Seeing this, the goatee monk quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Hey, wait a minute, little friend! If you know the details of this item, you may as well speak up. If the price is right, it's not impossible to sell it."

"Heh!" Wei Han pretended to be disdainful and sneered: "It's just a thousand-year-old green thunder bamboo, do you really think it's some kind of treasure? This thing has been gradually rotted by the stomach acid of monsters, and you can only extract the leftovers when you buy it back. The essence refines some lightning magic weapons, if it is not for the fact that the green thunder bamboo is extinct now, I am determined not to be taken advantage of by this."

"Green Thunder Bamboo?"

The goatee monk's eyes lit up.

He observed this jade-like object again and again, couldn't help but patted his thigh and regretted: "It's really a green thunder bamboo, what a pity, what a pity, this is a treasure of thunder that is rare even for those who are in the spiritual realm..."

He didn't say anything more after that!

No matter how good things are, Zuo Zuo is just a piece of incomplete spiritual material that has lost its spirituality. Anyone can see that its value is no longer great.

"Forget it!" the goatee monk gritted his teeth and said, "Since you want it, you can take it away, three thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

"Hehe, I don't want three thousand now." Wei Han said unceremoniously: "Three hundred!"

"You? You? Three hundred is too low, two thousand five, the lowest two thousand five!"

"three hundred!"

"Two thousand, don't even think about less than two thousand!"

"three hundred!"

The two of you come and go to bargain!

Wei Han insisted on three hundred and would not let go. In the end, the goatee monk could only sell the things at a low price in frustration. After all, it was a sky-high price to sell three hundred top-quality spirit stones for a piece of waste spiritual material, so how could he not sell them?

"Hey, my little friend's vicious eyesight is really admirable. It would be great if he sold it earlier!" The goatee monk was full of remorse and depression.

Wei Han chuckled and turned to leave.

He picked up a big deal without making a sound, and he was in a pretty good mood.

Gu Mingyue looked at it in a daze, and couldn't help asking: "What is the meaning of this, Junior Brother? Is this thing really Qingleizhu?"

"Naturally!" Wei Han nodded and admitted.

"and you……"

Gu Mingyue couldn't help opening her mouth.

Wei Han laughed dumbfounded but shook his head and didn't say much.

He naturally knew what Gu Mingyue wanted to ask, but he didn't want to answer because it involved his own secret.

This section of Wannianqing Thunder Bamboo is indeed a useless spiritual material, and no matter how powerful a craftsman is, it will not be able to extract much useful things, but no one knows that it still contains a trace of vitality.

Bamboo spiritual plants have the longest vitality.

Just bury a small piece in the ground and they will hopefully grow back.

Wei Han took a serious look at this piece of green thunder bamboo, which still has the aura of life. He only needs to water and nurture it with the method of promoting birth, and it is entirely possible for it to take root and sprout again.

Once he is allowed to re-cultivate the green thunder bamboo, whether it is for sale or for personal use, it will be wonderful.

After all, Wei Han's talisman, the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword, is the Thunder Element. If he joins the Green Thunder Bamboo, his future growth will definitely be limitless, and the benefits are simply not too great.

If a 10,000-year-old complete green thunder bamboo is released, even the powerhouses of the gods will swarm to grab it. He has already won it by smashing 300 top-quality spirit stones. This is a bit of a miss.

"Today is really not in vain!"

Wei Han pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to scan his surroundings.

Once any ancient books such as jade slips, animal skins, or fragments are found, the system will automatically remind and mark them, so it is clear at a glance whether they are valuable or not.

As for other treasures, he would scan them with his treasure-hunting pupils, and those with treasure aura lingering would prove to be valuable. With such a two-pronged approach, no treasure would escape his eyes, and naturally he would find a lot of good things.

He squatted in front of the various stalls to buy again and again. Although most of the stall owners were fishing and didn't really want to sell things, he still let him pick up several mistakes.

"Huh?"

Wei Han stopped suddenly.

His eyes suddenly turned to an inconspicuous small booth.

This is a stall set up by a monk of the Jindan Stage from the Holy Land of Litian. He has a simple and honest face and deep eyes, and he has been quietly observing his surroundings with a very high level of vigilance.

At the same time, there were seventy or eighty items on his booth, most of which were monster materials. Obviously, these were hunted and killed by him during the mission.

Wei Han noticed a green and colorful ore!

At first glance, it seems to be an ordinary third-order water spirit mine. This kind of ore is very common in the deep sea. Any Jindan monk who dares to go to the sea can fish it. It is barely worth a little spirit stone.

But Wei Han saw something wrong with the ore through the treasure hunting pupil.

It exudes a dizzy blue light on the outside, but it is gray inside, and there are amazing treasures that outsiders can't see around it.

This is a treasure, absolutely priceless!

Although Wei Han still doesn't know what it is, he always feels that this thing is very important to him.

"Is this thing related to me?"

The corner of Wei Han's mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately squatted in front of the booth and pretended to pick and choose.

To deal with the Goatee Nascent Soul monk just now, he had to go straight to the point, and he couldn't use too many tricks to get the treasure, but for these younger monks, he knew that he could play a little tricky.

"This one, this one, and this one!"

"The shell of this red velvet shrimp, and the tentacles of this octopus..."

"I want them all, what's the price?"

Wei Han pretended to be a craftsman coming to make purchases, picked and selected more than a dozen pieces of valuable materials, and dragged the Tier 3 water spirit mine over.