Chapter 270

Name:Everlasting Author:Leo East
"Rare metals, buy them. Are there any other good things?" Chen Feng asked.

"Of course there are some, boy. It seems that you don't have to go elsewhere. You can break through the golden cave this time. Guess what I see?" TA said with a smile.

"Top metal ore or metal demon core?" Chen Feng said, his eyes began to sweep, and soon set his eyes on a stone box, because Chen Feng felt the strong power of gold from it.

"Yes, this stone box is the metal demon core, and it has survived two thunder robberies. This demon core alone is enough for you to open up the golden cave, but I'm not talking about this, but other things. The use of this thing is more precious than this demon core." TA said with a smile.

"What the hell is it?" Chen Feng's appetite was aroused.

"It's a cold iron crystal marrow. Tut Tut, boy, if you don't need it, I'd like to devour it." TA said with a smile.

"Cold iron crystal marrow, you're talking about this one." Chen Feng said and picked up the dark metal ore. at a glance, it was an iron pimple, but he suddenly sank in his hand.

"It's so heavy. This piece is not as big as a fist. It's even thousands of kilograms. It's too exaggerated." Chen Feng was surprised.

"This is the essence of cold iron. Naturally, it can't weigh as much as ordinary cold iron. This essence is enough to compare with a demon core that has survived five thunder robberies. Boy, buy it quickly." TA said with a smile.

"How do you sell this?" Chen Feng asked with a smile, holding the cold iron crystal marrow in his hand.

"Inner disciple?" The stall owner is a middle-aged monk. He has achieved accomplishments on the eighth floor of the secret land, but Chen Feng has felt a faint smell of twilight from him. He knows that his life is coming to an end. If he can't break through and increase his life yuan again in a short time, he will die of old age slowly.

"True disciple." Chen Feng smiled. Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, he had to take out a token symbolizing the true disciple, but at the same time, he also felt some emotion. This man couldn't even see the fire of his soul. At least he was a monk who condensed the power of heaven.

Seeing the token in Chen Feng's hand, the middle-aged monk flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, but it soon flashed away.

"Do you want this iron essence?" The middle-aged monk said faintly.

"Yes, what price?" Chen Feng smiled.

"For the sake of your true disciple, I'll give you a preferential price of 10000 Fajing." The tone of the middle-aged monk was still plain, but the expression on his face showed that he didn't believe Chen Feng would buy it.

"No problem, deal, and I want all these metal ores." Chen Feng smiled.

The middle-aged monk was even more surprised when he heard Chen Feng say that he wanted it all. There were indeed some precious metal ores on his stall, which he was reluctant to take out. Some of them were kept by himself to create a magic weapon, but with the passage of time, his cultivation has not been broken through, and he saw that Shouyuan will be exhausted, In desperation, he took out his precious ore to exchange some Dharma crystals for his own cultivation.

But I didn't expect that I didn't sell much in a few days, and the obtained Fajing was not enough for my cultivation. What's more, I met a big customer today, and the big customer was still a small true disciple.

"Why, are you afraid I don't have a spirit stone?" Chen Feng smiled.

"Oh, that's not true. If you want to buy metal ore, I still have some on me, but I don't know if you can eat it, little brother?" The middle-aged monk thought for a moment and said.

"No matter how many rare minerals you have, I can eat them." Chen Feng smiled and waved. Ten thousand Fajing were placed in front of the middle-aged friar.

"This is the price of this iron concentrate." Chen Feng smiled and put away the cold iron pith as soon as he changed his hand. With this cold iron pith, Chen Feng's golden cave can be opened up.

"Well, since my little brother is cheerful, I am also cheerful, and I really need a lot of spirit stones." The middle-aged monk also took out some metal ore from the space bag.

Sure enough, the quality of these new metal ores is much better than that of the stall, and several of them can be compared with that cold iron crystal pulp.

"Da Luo gold essence, iron magic sand and five element refined gold are good things. Ha ha, this five element refined gold is more suitable for you than the cold iron crystal marrow just now." The tower laughed in the tower of immortality.

"There are Wannian iron essence and Leize sand. Boy, hurry to buy these things. You can't use so much. I'll devour all the others." Tower continued.

"Elder martial brother, in addition to metallic minerals, I also need other good things." Chen Feng smiled. Seeing so many good things, Chen Feng thought to himself that there should be other good things on this man.

"Ha ha, it's funny to say that the most precious thing on me is these minerals. Hey! If I hadn't suddenly fallen in love with mining, I wouldn't have wasted so much time that I can't go any further now." The middle-aged man said, his face a little gloomy.

"Please give me a price, elder martial brother." Chen Feng also saw that the middle-aged man in front of him was not in a good mood.

"A total of 100000, 100000 pieces of Fajing." The middle-aged man took a long breath and said in a deep voice. He looked at the ore in front of him and seemed reluctant.

"This is 200000 Fajing." Chen Feng directly doubled it.

"How can this be?" The middle-aged monk refused.

"I know the price of these ores. Elder martial brother will suffer too much if he is 100000. Besides, I am not bad for these Fajing, and I also have a request." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Please." The middle-aged monk looked solemn.

"I hope senior brother can keep precious metal ore for me in the future." Chen Feng said.

"There's no problem with this. It's a pity that if I don't make a breakthrough in my cultivation, I'm afraid I don't have time to mine ore." The middle-aged man nodded and said.

"Your boy is treacherous. You can't buy one million Fajing. You look like a good man." Tower some despise way.

"Hey, what you said, no one bought it." Chen Feng retorted.

After saying goodbye to the middle-aged man, Chen Feng went to some other stalls and bought all the things he could see. When Chen Feng came to the demon core of the metal monster, Chen Feng had spent two million Fajing.

"Elder martial brother, what's the price of the demon core in your box?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

If Chen Feng came to this stall to ask at the beginning, it is estimated that the other party would not bother to talk to Chen Feng at all, but now it is different. Chen Feng wantonly buys all kinds of minerals in this exchange place and spends a lot of French crystals. This situation has been seen by many people.

Now most people regard Chen Feng as a fat sheep with a background.

"Are you sure you want this demon core? This is a metal demon core that has survived two thunder robberies. As for the value, you should also know. Besides, you don't seem to be able to use it?" The stall owner is a young man who seems to be a little flowing. He has the cultivation of the ninth floor of the secret place. In Chen Feng's feeling, he is not far from heaven and man. At least Chen Feng feels much more powerful than sun Xuan.

"Yes, it will be useful if I buy it. Elder martial brother, let's make a price." Chen Feng said with a smile, although Chen Feng's things are enough to open up the golden cave, Chen Feng still doesn't want to let go of the good thing demon core, and metal demon core is not common.

"One million Fajing, no counter-offer." The flowing young friar stretched out a finger and said with a smile.

"No problem, deal, I want this demon core." Chen Feng said and directly handed the other party a space bag with a full million Fajing in it.

The young friar took it over and looked, then grabbed the stone box and stuffed it directly into Chen Feng's hand.

"I said, Robo, you brought a lot of spirit stones on this boy, but how can he keep buying metal ore?" Someone asked Robo strangely.

"Maybe it's making weapons." Robo answered casually.

"Cut, cheat ghosts. There are so many magic crystals that you can't buy magic weapons of any quality."

"But I can't figure out what this boy does when he buys that demon core. This kind of thing is a decoration when he buys it. Our friars can't refine and absorb it. Moreover, I don't think this boy named Chen Feng looks like he can refine pills."

"Wait, I want this demon core." At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, the tone was very publicized, and immediately startled the monks around.

"Hey, Robo, your little brother is in trouble." Someone else stabbed Robo.

Chen Feng just opened the stone box and heard this provocative voice before he put it away. As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Quan leading a group of people to stride over.

Speaking of it, Chen Feng didn't take Zhao Quan in his eyes at all. He was just a dandy who only knew how to eat, drink and play. However, to Chen Feng's surprise, when he saw Zhao Quan last time, the other party was only the fourth level of the secret realm. Now he has reached the sixth level of the secret realm, and condensed the fire of the soul.

"Did the boy take the elixir against the sky, but I'm afraid the soul fire can't rely on the elixir alone. It still needs a strong will." Chen Feng said secretly.

"I want this demon core. Make a price." At this time, Zhao Quan had come to Chen Feng and grabbed the stone box in Chen Feng's hand.

Chen Feng's palm shook, and Zhao Quan grabbed it empty, so Zhao Quan continued to move, and the shadow of his claws shrouded over the stone box in Chen Feng's hand.

In the face of this attack, Chen Feng's palm kept shaking, but the expression on his face was very casual, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of ironic smile, which simply didn't put Zhao Quan in his eyes.

Zhao Quan beat out hundreds of claw shadows in a row, and all fell empty. Zhao Quan's face was difficult to see the extreme. Originally, after Zhao Quan's cultivation soared, he wanted to find a place to show off his strength. He just met Chen Feng, a guy with a holiday, and Chen Feng was only the fourth level of the secret realm, so Zhao Quan wanted to come and teach Chen Feng a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the result was like this. Looking at the ironic smile on Chen Feng's face, Zhao Quan was angry and wanted to roar loudly.