This kind of topographic map is of extremely low value to Qincheng.

But Shanhai Pavilion sells the world's information. Once this kind of ancient map is extremely perfect, Qin Cheng has a vague feeling that it will not be very valuable.

However, despite this, Qin Cheng's cautious personality made him still not sell the map of the eastern region where Ruyi Immortal Lord is located.

After all, he has made quite a splash in the depths of the Northern Territory recently.

As for the fact that he came from the Eastern Region, if anyone wanted to investigate, they would definitely be able to find out.

But if he handed over the map of the Southern Territory, no matter how sharp the old man's mind was, he would still be unable to think of it.

"If this thing is really what fellow Taoist said, it's worth around 50,000 purple gold spiritual coins."

This time, the old man thought for a moment and then said.

"However, we still have to look at the details of this map and whether it is authentic. Fellow Taoist, I hope you know that we have a lot of ancient maps in Shanhai Pavilion. If you draw them randomly, it will cause you a lot of trouble."

"Don't worry, you've already got the pen and paper."

Qin Cheng didn't feel any nervous about this.

Unless the Shanhai Pavilion is trying to take advantage of others, then its topographic map comes from the memory of Immortal Ruyi, so there can be no problem.

If this old man really had bad intentions, it would be easy to handle.

If you contact the poppies yourself and help Shanhai Pavilion eradicate the moths, you might gain even more.

Quickly, Qin Cheng used his spiritual energy to draw a map of the area he sold.

Different from mundane landscape paintings, monks depict things with spiritual energy. Once their spiritual consciousness sinks into it, they can immediately enter that landscape.

However, it seemed that the old man in front of him was not proficient in this matter, so he asked Qin Cheng to wait a moment, and then called a middle-aged scribe from behind the study.

But this middle-aged scribe did not hide his cultivation, and directly exuded the aura of transcending the tribulation realm.

"It's a map of the Southern Territory from the middle of the ancient immortal and demon era, and it's so complete and detailed, without any forgeries. Young Master is very powerful."

The middle-aged scribe took a deep breath and looked at Qin Cheng with some surprise.

The ancient times have been annihilated for tens of millions of years, and many mountains, rivers and rivers in the mainland have been changed. It is really rare for such detailed topographic maps to be preserved.

The white-haired old man also glanced at Qin Cheng with a complicated expression.

He also didn't expect that the map of Qincheng was actually real.

"Young master, this picture is extremely precious. However, there were not many sects and big families in this area at that time, so its value is limited."

The middle-aged scribe looked away from the picture and said.

"Sixty thousand purple gold spirit coins, our Shanhai Pavilion bought this picture, what do you think, Master? If you think the price is low, you can take it back, and we, Shanhai Pavilion, promise not to leak it."

The middle-aged scribe directly revealed the price.

Qin Cheng bought the information on hundreds of people in the Jihuo Sect for only 30,000 yuan, but this ancient map was sold for 60,000 yuan, which is really not cheap.

But this is not surprising. Once an ancient sect comes into being in that area, Shanhai Pavilion will make more money by selling this picture.

"Can."

Qin Cheng nodded, rolled up the painting and threw it to the man.

"Young master, if you have other regional maps, you can also sell them. In fact, the ones from the Five Dynasties and the Northern Territory are more valuable, and can even be worth ten times." The old man suddenly said.

"It's a pity that this is all I have. It seems I won't have this opportunity."

However, Qin Cheng was not moved at all.

"I have no other transactions to make. You two take your leave."

Qin Cheng put away the spirit coins and without further ado, stepped into the formation on the other side of the room and slowly disappeared.

"Lao Feng, what kind of news does this young man come to buy?" Seeing Qin Cheng disappear, the middle-aged scribe said.

"It's something related to the deacon and elder of Jihuo Sect." The old man clasped his hands behind his back and frowned.

"Extreme Fire Sect?" The scribe narrowed his eyes.

"The Jihuo Sect has been troubled recently. Huo Chong was deposed. Out of the turmoil, this young man bought so many high-level information. The two are related. There is an outsider, and he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble?"

The people in Shanhai Pavilion are extremely sensitive to the world's news. Qin Cheng spent 30,000 purple gold spirit coins to purchase relevant information, and naturally they got in touch quickly.

"I don't know. Although this kid has come to Shanhai Pavilion for the first time, he is very cautious. I have tried twice and failed, so I can't try again." Old Feng shook his head.

"The news of his purchase also makes me confused. There is nothing in common among the ten elders and deacons. I am afraid that only one or two of them are what he really needs."

"This guy is not very old, but he is very cautious. I specifically mentioned hundreds of thousands of purple gold spiritual coins, but he was not tempted at all." The middle-aged scribe nodded.

"But Mr. Feng, how did you know it was his first time here?"

"I said he is a newcomer because he was introduced by Jubao Pavilion. People who are familiar with our Shanhai Pavilion will not enter through this kind of place." The old man said calmly.

"The only regret is that this man is very scheming and I couldn't find out too much from him."


Chapter completed!