In just a moment, four corpses were already lying in front of Wang Chan. He came to the first battle in the world of cultivation and won without any sense of accomplishment.
"Hey, you are a bunch of poor people. If you don't have money, why don't you come out and rob!"
On the contrary, it was the contents of the other party's storage bag that made him very dissatisfied.
The total amount of spiritual stones collected from the corpses of four high-level Qi-training monks did not exceed one hundred yuan, which was simply an embarrassment to the Qi-training period.
Are you saying that you can get rich quickly by licking a bag? Am I wrong? With this kind of stuff, you can't make a fortune even if you grab a hundred of them.
In line with the principle of licking the bag clean, Wang Chan burned the corpses of several people with a fire. After finding that there were no treasures left that could not be burned, Wang Chan left in a hurry.
Immortal cultivators like him who fly with true energy and have no conspicuous signs of sect decoration are the easiest to be regarded as fat sheep.
In the realm of the Demon Sect, the public security is really not normal. It is only ten thousand miles from the Ghost Spirit Sect to the Hehuan Sect. Wang Chan has already encountered four or five waves of robberies, but the strongest among these people has only just practiced Qi.
On the twelfth floor, it is rare to see foundation-building monks blocking the road and robbing. After all, the monks around the eighth and ninth floors are concentrated in the immortal sects and aristocratic families. The rest can become casual cultivators in the foundation-building phase. Who is not as skilled as a monkey?
The reason why cultivators in the high-level Qi training stage engage in robbery is most likely to buy a foundation-building pill. After all, after successful foundation-building, at least one more sixty years of life will be gained, but cultivators are far away.
They are more afraid of death than ordinary people.
Although Wang Chan is at the twelfth level of Qi Refining on the surface, there is no way to estimate his true combat power. Therefore, these waves of people gave him a wedding dress without exception.
When we approached the Hehuan Sect, the security was a little better, and from time to time there would be high-level monks flying past with high-level spiritual weapons. At this time, Wang Chan no longer dared to fly in the sky with her true energy.
After taking out a cloak from the storage bag, wrapping himself tightly, and using the chessboard to completely hide his presence, Wang Chan entered the market near the Hehuan Sect in a low-key manner.
The Hehuan Sect is indeed a sect famous for its dual cultivation techniques. Most of the male monks here are topless and have no shame.
There are more brothels on the street than other places. The difference from the mortal world is that if you want to really spend the night with fairies, you have to buy spiritual stones.
Female monks, on the other hand, are charming and charming. Most of them are naturally charming. Even a small look in their eyes can make people irresistible. Those who are not mentally strong enough to enter the world of immortality will be smitten in an instant. In the end, not only their wealth will be plundered, but their bodies will also be damaged.
Was sucked into a skeleton.
There are also some women with spiritual roots who will be specially trained to become powerful cauldrons for those who practice Hehuan Dafa to absorb mana.
Wang Chan, who was wrapped up tightly all the way, arrived at the largest trading center here. Not surprisingly, the largest store here was still Wanbao Pavilion.
Moreover, the Wanbao Pavilion here is much larger than the one near Ghost Spirit Gate, and there is a rather large round building next to it. It can be seen that the strength of Hehuan Sect is much stronger than that of Ghost Spirit Gate.
"Master Immortal, what can I do for you?"
As soon as she entered the door, a charming voice sounded in Wang Chan's ears. She didn't even have to look at her, just by her voice, she knew how enchanted she was. Her beautiful face and graceful figure made the male monk unable to move with every move she made.
Obviously, the other party used charm.
In a place like the Hehuan Sect, there is no woman who doesn't know how to charm when she goes out to do business. When the female monk thought that her charm skill had been a great success and that she could empty out the opponent's spiritual stone in a short time, a powerful force
The mental power suddenly attacked her, like countless thorns piercing into his body.
The female monk was instantly frightened to death. She covered her head and squatted down to beg for mercy:
"Senior, please be merciful, I know I was wrong."
Only then did she realize that she had offended the wrong person. She did not expect that this person who seemed to have no cultivation would be a senior.
What she didn't know was that although Wang Chan's cultivation level was only at the peak of Qi refining, his mental strength was not ordinary. In addition, Xiaotian helped him hide his aura, whether he was pretending to be a low-level immortal cultivator or a high-level immortal cultivator.
All with ease.
After Wang Chan regained her mental power, she snorted coldly, and then a hoarse voice came from under the mask:
"Put away your pitiful charm skills, otherwise I won't mind turning you into fertilizer and call your shopkeeper over! The business I want to do is not your turn yet!"
Soon, the middle-aged man with a big belly walked down the stairs with a smile.
As soon as he came, he couldn't help but compliment Wang Chan. He was a shopkeeper and a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, but he couldn't see clearly the other party's realm. In this case, he could only treat the other party as a boss.
Treated.
After the two came to the private room, Wang Chan also got straight to the point and said:
"I wonder if your store has purchased the Foundation Building Pill?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately nodded his head happily. These days, there is no store that does not accept Foundation Establishment Pills. Two Foundation Establishment Pills are equivalent to a Foundation Establishment Stage Immortal Cultivator. That is hard currency, and there is no market for it.
"This immortal friend, thirty pieces of Foundation Establishment Pills and one medium-grade spiritual stone..."
Wang Chan nodded. The price of Foundation Establishment Pills has always been very stable and has not changed much for thousands of years. Thirty middle-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to three thousand low-grade spiritual stones, which is comparable to a top-grade spiritual stone.
It’s a magic weapon.
"Okay! There are ten Foundation Establishment Pills here, boss, please pay for them!"
The shopkeeper who received the Foundation Establishment Pills from Wang Chan excitedly poured out the Foundation Establishment Pills one by one and checked them. After confirming that there were no problems, he also completed the transaction happily.
After the three hundred middle-grade spiritual stones were put into the bag, they were sucked in by Xiaotian in an instant before they were warmed up.
In Wang Chan's plan, he planned to sell ten of them. After all, in the eyes of the other party, he was at least a late-stage Foundation Establishment or even a strong man at the Great Perfection level. It would not matter if he had ten Foundation Establishment Pills.
As for causing trouble.
I would rather travel to a few more places than expose the fact that I have hundreds of foundation-building pills and other precious pills. It is no joke if I am really targeted by a strong person.
Anyway, there are tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones in the account at one time, and it is enough to transfer them a dozen times.
After the transaction was completed, Wang Chan originally planned to ask for the seedlings or seeds of the precious spiritual plants that she lacked, but the result was that there were none. It seems that not only the finished products of precious things are rare, but the owners even have the cores.
They are reluctant to sell it, and the sect that owns the requiem wood is reluctant to sell even a small root or branch...
Just when Wang Chan was about to leave, she was stopped enthusiastically by the shopkeeper.
"Fellow Taoist, our Wanbao Pavilion will hold an auction in three days. This auction is a medium-sized auction that is held only once every few months by the Hehuan branch of Wanbao Pavilion. There are many treasures on it that my Taoist friends will be interested in. If you are
If you participate, I, Wanbao Pavilion, will leave a VIP private room for you. Fellow Taoist, don’t worry, I, Wanbao Pavilion, will definitely keep your identity confidential!"
Originally, Wang Chan did not plan to participate in this auction. After all, nothing is as important as his selling of goods now. The auction happens every year anyway. Even if he missed the medium-sized one, wouldn't there be a large-sized one? But if the matter of selling medicines continues to be delayed,
, another batch of foundation building pill materials are mature.
But when she saw the list of auction items handed over by the shopkeeper, Wang Chan couldn't help but feel excited.