Return from the second dimension

At this time, another set of new treasure mud balls were sent up, but they were not big, the size of a human head.

Seeing this, the alien monk waiting for the purchase next to him couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment. He was obviously dissatisfied with the volume and appearance of the mud ball.

Although the value of treasures does not lie in their size, even if they are worthless, they will still not give people the feeling of losing money. If they are treasures, they are also more valuable.

Of course, the price of these treasure mud balls is not set according to the volume, but is marked with a uniform price. If someone is interested at the same time, you can also buy it at a higher price.

With the constant price increases and the appearance of treasures from time to time, the atmosphere on the scene is also driven, and it is very lively.

It's just that the appearance of this batch of mud balls is the same, and it is impossible to make further inferences based on the shape, so it is meaningless to estimate the weight.

Just as the onlookers were talking about it, the foreign monk in red who was in charge of the sales had already picked up a clay ball of hidden treasures and displayed it to the surroundings before selling it.

Under normal circumstances, after each batch of hidden treasure mud balls is on the court, the price of the first hidden treasure mud ball will not be too high, because those foreign monks are not sure of the quality of this batch of mud balls, so they will all One as a pathfinder.

The first hidden treasure mud ball is out of stock, and the rest will be scrambled, shouting one after another high price!

When everyone was hesitant, Tang Zhen was the first to bid and easily bought the treasure mud ball.

After all, he was only testing the effect of the original pendant, unlike the alien monks next to him, who had a strong utilitarianism in his heart, so he didn't think much about it when he bought it.

What's more, he hasn't paid too much attention to an item from a building that has not yet reached the national level.

Since Tang Zhen bought the treasure mud ball, he must open it in public next. This is also the rule set when selling it.

If it’s a normal item, if you really sell a good one, those onlookers will buy it at a high price, and you can make a fortune if you change hands.

Walking slowly into the field, Tang Zhen looked at the treasure mud ball placed on the table and stretched out his finger to flick it lightly.

Hearing a crisp sound, the clay shell, like porcelain, shattered instantly after drying, exposing the objects wrapped in large grass leaves.

At this moment everyone stretched their necks, watching Tang Zhen's movements intently, trying to see what he had driven out.

He uncovered the blade of grass, suddenly a fist-sized piece of strange metal shining with colorful light was revealed.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers at the side suddenly showed a puzzled expression, wondering what it is, and how valuable is it?

Tang Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. After taking a closer look at the metal again, he quietly put it away.

"Hey, what is that? Is it the material for casting magic weapon equipment?"

"I don't know, who knows what it is?"

"I said that brother, you take the metal and let everyone help you see it. Maybe it's a good thing, which can be sold at a good price!"

For a while, onlookers talked a lot, but Tang Zhen ignored it and walked directly off the court.

But at this moment, an alien monk stopped Tang Zhen.

He glanced at Tang Zhen with a condescending look, and then said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This human monk, show me your things. If I want something, it will definitely be given to you. A satisfactory price!"

This alien monk was wearing a zebra-like robe, and he couldn't say whether it was a black pattern on a white background or a white pattern on a black background. In short, it looked very strange.

It can be confirmed by the breath he exudes that this is an eighth-level magician.

It's just that when the other person spoke, he had a sense of arrogance, and even a hint of command in his tone, which made people very uncomfortable.

Tang Zhen glanced at the other party and replied blankly: "Sorry, I want to keep this thing, not to sell it."

He didn't talk nonsense at the end, bypassing the opponent directly, and continued to walk towards the outside of the venue.

The magician frowned when he heard that Tang Zhen was about to disappear, and he deliberately said loudly, "I'll give you a million brains, how about you sell me that piece of metal?"

As soon as this statement came out, the onlookers at the side were stunned. They didn't expect that small piece of colorful metal could be sold at such a sky-high price!

One million brains is equivalent to ten sixth-level brains, which is definitely not a small amount.

Although ten six-level brain beads can be picked up with one hand, it is very difficult to hunt monsters. Sometimes several monks of the same level cannot hunt a monster of the same level, and even get injured by it.

Want to kill low-level monsters in the wilderness to accumulate brains, but because of their limited number, it is far from worthy of high-level monks.

The only way is to find a fifth-level building city that opens the passage of the alien plane, and pay to enter it to earn brains.

Of course, after the monk is promoted to the lord level, the method of earning brains is no longer limited to hunting monsters, but the money is more expensive, so the number of brains in the pockets of most lord monks is quite limited.

Coupled with the continuous recycling of the cornerstone platform, this has made the value of the brain beads always stable. The number of one million brain beads is enough to make many monks crazy!

At this moment, many foreign monks showed greed on their faces. They kept looking at Tang Zhen's back, as if they were planning something in their hearts.

Tang Zhen was indifferent when he heard the words, but he sneered in his heart, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This alien magician had a bad intention, and even shouted this sentence in public, obviously intending to use this method to force Tang Zhen to sell this piece of metal to him.

It’s just that this guy’s price is too insincere, and he only gave a million brains. Is he really a mallet?

If the other party gave a hundred low-grade origin stones, Tang Zhen would look at him high, because the other party did have eyesight and could recognize the origin of this special metal.

But looking at his style of action now, there is no need for that!

Seeing that Tang Zhen was indifferent, the magician rolled his eyes and shouted again: "I don't care who you are, as long as that piece of metal comes to me, you can get 1.5 million brains!"

When the monks heard the words, their hearts suddenly moved. The monks who had the attitude of watching the excitement were also a little eager to try.

Tang Zhen, who was about to step out of the field, suddenly stopped at this moment, turned his head slowly, and looked at the alien magician with a gloomy expression.

A trace of murderous aura that seemed to exist, spread out from around his body.

The other party's words were too sinister, and it was equivalent to clearly telling the cultivators present that no matter who held the piece of metal, he could get 1.5 million brains from him!

In this way, Tang Zhen became a target of public criticism. If he had no ability, he would not survive tomorrow morning.

The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention that Tang Zhen killed countless, and the enemies of the king-level cultivation base were killed by a dozen, how can one let a three-star lord frame him in public?

At this moment, the alien magician was standing with his hand in his hand, and seeing Tang Zhen looking at him with an unkind expression on his face, he suddenly smiled triumphantly, and hummed, "Human monk, it seems that you have figured it out and are ready to sell me things. ?

Haha, that's right!

It's just now and then, now you are selling at a price of 500,000 brains, while others are still at 1.5 million!

I just ask you, is it for sale?"

Tang Zhen smiled softly when he heard the words, glanced at the alien magician, and said in a curious tone: "In fact, besides this piece of metal, I have a more precious item. I wonder if you are interested in buying it?"

The alien magician's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently: "What, show me what?"

Tang Zhen stretched out his hand and nodded towards the alien magician, and said, "It's your dog's life, 100 million brain beads, no bargaining!"

As soon as Tang Zhen said this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet!