Chapter 107 Kamezo
After sending Xiaopeng away, he can finally do things freely.
He first went to Fangshi under Tianquan Peak, because the secret realm had just ended, and Fangshi was extremely lively.
Wang Hong saw many disciples who came out of the secret realm setting up stalls in the stall area. Although everyone was not familiar with them, they went and returned together all the way, and everyone was more or less impressed.
Although the elixir needs to be handed in, I can keep 10% of it. In addition, the harvest in the secret realm is not only elixir, but also magic artifacts and jade slips. As long as other monks have it in their storage bags, they may become yours. booty.
Wang Hong was strolling slowly in the stall area. Most of the disciples who came back from the secret realm were selling magic tools, jade slips, and some ores, and very few of them were selling elixir.
"Brother, how do you sell the jade slips here?" Wang Hong stopped in front of a booth, picked up a jade slip, and found that it was a practice method.
"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Wang, one hundred jade slips and one spirit stone, you can choose whatever you want."
The stall owner is a fat, shrewd-looking monk.
Because the elixir that Wang Hong handed in was of the highest value, and was later accepted by Elder Gu as a registered disciple, most of the disciples who came back from the secret realm knew him.
Wang Hong bought a jade slip from this booth. Although the Zongmen Library has many jade slips, the Zongmen stipulates that they cannot be circulated outside.
He wants to collect some jade slips and bring them back to Qingxu City. The library he built doesn’t have many books, and most of them are high-end goods. Most of the jade slips sold here are brought by elite disciples of various sects. Not too bad.
He walked to a deserted place, changed his face with the fog phantom mask, and walked towards the stall area again.
"Brother, what are the prices for these jade slips?" Wang Hong walked to the booth just now and asked.
"One hundred spirit stones, choose whatever you want."
"It's too expensive. If I go to the Zongmen Library to make a copy of a jade slip of this level, it will only cost 20 or 30 yuan. How about I buy them all for 50 yuan?"
"Senior brother, the jade slips in the Zongmen Library can only be read by himself, and cannot be borrowed or resold.
And as long as you buy these jade slips, they really belong to you, and you can dispose of them at will. After you read them, you can sell them again. Think about it, this is equivalent to not spending a single spirit stone, isn't it Bizong? How much better is Men Yujian? "
It seemed very reasonable, and Wang Hong didn't know how to refute for a while, but he still insisted: "It's only fifty spirit stones, will you sell it?"
"At least eighty, you know, these jade slips are not easy to come by, they are all hard-won, look, my injuries are still not healed." The stall owner was selling miserably again.
"Fifty."
Wang Hong remained unmoved and persisted.
"Senior brother, how about adding a little more, a spirit stone of the healing pill?" The stall owner continued to sell miserably.
Finally, Wang Hong bought all the jade slips in this stall at a price of 65 spirit stones per jade slip.
Wang Hong then went to the next booth...
On the same day, there was a news in the market that a mysterious monk swept away the jade slips in the stall area, spending at least 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones, and no one knew this rich and powerful fellow, nor did they know which mountain it was. monk.
When many disciples heard the news and rushed to the stall area with their real or fake jade slips, hoping to get acquainted with this senior brother, they could no longer find this senior brother.
It was as if this colleague appeared out of thin air and then disappeared out of thin air.
Wang Hong received hundreds of jade slips, and changed back to his own appearance. Satisfied, he hummed a little song and walked towards the shop area.
Seeing a small shop marked "Lingquanpu", he walked in, and there was only one old man inside. When he saw Wang Hong coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Fellow Daoist needs to buy spiritual springs. This shop has all kinds of spiritual springs."
"Exactly, I want to buy some spiritual spring water. I don't know what kind of spiritual springs are here, and what are the prices?"
He knows that there are many kinds of spiritual spring water. The quality of various spiritual springs is different, and the price is also different. Some of the best spiritual spring water are also very expensive.
"The small store has Lingyan Spring, the price is ten catties for one spirit stone; five catties for one spirit stone for bamboo root spring, two catties for one spirit stone for Lin Yinquan, one catty for one spirit stone for Huqiu spring...and twenty spirit stones for one catty in Ambergris Spring. catty."
The store reported all the spiritual springs from low to high.
"Then I want some Lingyan spring." Anyway, the space needs to absorb spiritual energy for transformation, so he doesn't need to buy too expensive ones.
"How much do you want?" The shopkeeper murmured in his heart, you can just buy the cheapest one, and asked him to report all the spiritual springs foolishly.
"Sixty thousand catties."
"How many?"
The shop owner couldn't believe his ears. Most people buy Lingquan in a few kilograms. It's the first time someone bought so much, and it's not to buy it back to raise fish.
"Yes! Yes!" The shopkeeper nodded quickly, for fear of missing the deal.
"Wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go." The old man stepped into the backyard, and after a while, he came out from the backyard again, holding three storage bags in his hand.
Storage bags vary from big to small. Some small storage bags only have a space of about one foot, and the inner space can reach a radius of ten feet, which is already the best among storage bags.
Wang Hong took the three storage bags handed over by the old man. These storage bags were obviously not very big, and each bag contained two hundred wooden barrels.
Take out a bucket from the inside, weigh it in your hand, it is about 100 catties, open the lid, and check the Lingquan again, no problem is found.
Wang Hong paid the Lingshi, took out the barrels from the three storage bags one by one, and put them into his own storage bag.
After leaving Fangshi, he didn't go back to Kaiyang Peak immediately. Anyway, he had already reached the foot of Tianquan Peak, so he simply went to the library.
The library was still crowded with people as usual. After entering this time, Wang Hong didn't stay on the first and second floors, but went upstairs directly.
The first and second floors are mainly devoted to self-cultivation, but what he is looking for this time are books on exercises.
When I reached the third floor, all I could see were my travels, anecdotes, and even many ordinary books, calligraphy and paintings.
It turned out that the third floor was classified as miscellaneous, and all kinds of miscellaneous books were placed on the third floor.
From the fourth floor onwards, all the books above are about exercises.
The books on the fourth floor are mainly spell books, and those who major in exercises should go up further. The books here are also classified in detail.
Looking up, you can see eye-catching signs that read "Thunder Spells", "Wood Spells", "Fire Spells", "Ice Spells", etc. There are all kinds of spells.
All kinds of spells that caused casual cultivators to fight for their heads outside, piled up here like a mountain, making people dazzled.
Wang Hong casually took out a jade slip written with "Lightning Control Technique" and looked it up. You must know that in the outside world, the skills and spells of the three lines of ice, wind and thunder with different spirit roots are the rarest.
However, he was also taken aback by the price tag on the jade slip. He borrowed 500 contribution points and copied 1,000 contribution points.
Most of the jade slips related to the elixir that he copied before cost only a dozen contribution points, and the most expensive one only cost fifty contribution points.
It seems that rare things are not Chinese cabbage in Zongmen, and you need to make a certain contribution to have a chance to get them.
Wang Hong walked between the rows of bookshelves, he was thinking, what kind of spells are used to hide his realm?
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a sign in front of him said Hidden Class.
He quickly walked over to check carefully, there are many exercises to hide the body here, after searching for a long time, he finally found a book called "Turtle Cang".
This exercise has been practiced to the extreme. It can hide all the spiritual power in the body. It looks like a mortal. A Jindan monk can't find the clue unless he checks carefully with his spiritual sense.
Wang Hong felt that this exercise was much stronger than the "Ling Yin Jue" he got from those two attackers.
He decided to practice this turtle, but the price is really expensive, and it needs 20,000 contribution points to copy.
If he hadn't just gotten 900,000 contribution points, there really wasn't much he could do in a short time.
If other disciples have 20,000 contribution points, few of them would be willing to exchange for such a skill. After all, the resources needed for cultivation may not be enough.
Gritting his teeth, he decided to copy it out, anyway, he still has 900,000 contribution points.
Because the Zongmen’s Foundation Establishment Pill has not yet been refined, so during this period of time, everyone is not willing to spend the contribution points in their hands.
Go down to the exit on the first floor and copy this exercise, then stop staying and fly directly to Kaiyang Peak in the flying boat
Returning to his small courtyard, he activated a simple isolation formation, and he immediately got into the space.
Entering the space, the first step is to pour the bought spiritual spring water into the newly repaired pool, which is still a foot high before the pool can be filled.
Then he searched out all the remaining spirit stones on his body, and there were only more than 20,000 spirit stones in total, and he scattered them all in the space.
After a while, the aura of the spring water in the pool began to rise slowly. When the aura reached a peak, the water level in the pool also began to rise.
When the water in the pool was about six inches away from being full, the ascent stopped, probably because the aura of the more than 20,000 spirit stones was exhausted.
Now the water is finally drinkable. He filled some water and caught some small transparent fish, preparing to make a pot of fish soup.
The steaming hot fish soup is ready, and the taste is definitely several times better than any soup he made before.
But now he is eating uninterestingly. In the past, when he was eating, there was always a little guy by his side to fawn over him, but now he is facing a big pot of fish soup by himself, and he always feels that something is missing.
When this little thing is around, I always find it annoying, and I wish I could give it away, or throw it away.
Now when I leave, I feel that without this little thing, the whole yard seems too quiet.
(end of this chapter)