Wei Zhuo and Chen Shuixin walked for two days and arrived at Huangping City half a day later than expected. This was because they encountered five or six robberies in these two days!
What is gratifying is that in the five and six cases, the robbers were gangs of two or three people, and their cultivation level did not exceed the Golden Core stage. It is precisely because of this that Wei Zhuo and Chen Shuixin were able to successfully counter-robbery and gain a lot.
In the end, Chen Shuixin hoped that those robbers would come again so that she could gain a lot.
Chen Shuixin looked at the three words "Huang Ping City" on the gate of the small city, and felt a sense of vicissitudes of life. She thought that this must also be a city with a very long history.
'Is the second brother here?! Have you contacted him?'
Wei Zhuo shook his head, "I just heard my mother-in-law mention that my second brother is looking for a chance to advance to the Golden Core stage here. Let's go to Huangping City to find out."
Huangping City is neither big nor small. It is the first stop for cultivators to enter the wasteland of the West. This city should be regarded as a trading city, where there are constant exchanges of merchants.
If you want to ask why this businessman dares to come when there are constant robbers in the wasteland of the Western Territory, this is of course due to the regulations of the temple in the Western Territory. If the robbers dare to hijack the merchant, they will be hunted down throughout the territory.
Therefore, most cultivators who come to the wasteland of the Western Region will choose to join a caravan and head to the deserted city together.
There are only a few people who act alone as fiercely as Wei Zhuo and Chen Shuixin.
Of course, Wei Zhuo had actually inquired about the information about the Western Wasteland in detail. He knew that in the distance from the Western Wasteland to Huangping City, most of the robbers were foundation-building monks.
After inquiring about this news, Wei Zhuo decisively decided not to join the caravan and walked in on his own, which would be a different kind of test for himself and Chen Shuixin's cultivation.
People were coming and going in Huangping City, and it looked very lively.
Chen Shuixin's eyes couldn't see clearly. He looked left and right and felt very strange.
"The ten-year arena competition, come and sign up!! Help with the whole process, all you need is a low-grade spiritual stone! Save time and effort!"
"See the Purple Heart Grass again! With just a low-grade spiritual stone, you can see its true appearance! I guarantee you will never forget it."
"I! Use a pair of sledgehammers! Come and form a team with me to compete in the ring!"
Chen Shuixin was attracted by all kinds of hawking sounds. She hadn't heard such advertising sounds for a long time and couldn't turn her head away.
"Let's find an inn first, get a room, have a good rest, and take inventory of those storage bags." Wei Zhuo couldn't help but laugh when he saw Chen Shuixin's unseen look.
"Didn't you say that you haven't had a good rest in the past few months? Let's go over it again tomorrow."
Chen Shuixin suppressed her curiosity and nodded in agreement.
Wei Zhuo hugged Chen Shuixin and quietly found a down-to-earth inn.
"Come to a superior room!" Wei Zhuo took out ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones and threw them on the reception counter in front of the inn. He had already seen the words written on the wooden board on the wall of the inn, three pieces of low-grade spiritual stones per day for a superior guest room.
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A woman in her thirties or forties, with a graceful figure and a rather charming early-stage foundation-building cultivation level, leaned against the counter and looked Wei Zhuo up and down several times, especially pausing for a long time at the chick on his chest.
Yawning, he shouted slowly, "Ah Liang, take this... young master to room No. 6."
"Help me prepare some spiritual fruits unique to the Western Wasteland, eat them, and bring them to the room." Wei Zhuo paused, "If there are not enough spiritual stones, I will replenish them for you."
"Okay," the woman smiled softly and said to the visitor, "Alian, please remember!"
Wei Zhuo followed the man named A Liang up the stairs. After thinking for a while, he took out twenty spirit beads from his body and said, "I'll reward you! Tell me about the interesting things that happened in the Western Wasteland recently."
The boy's smile widened when he saw the spirit bead handed to him, and he enthusiastically led Wei Zhuo to the upper room.
As he walked, he said, "Senior, do you want to come to the Western Wasteland to look for Purple Heart Grass?"
Wei Zhuo nodded helplessly, but as far as he knew, his brother did come to the Western Wasteland to look for Purple Heart Grass.
Wei Yan is now fifty-two years old. He has cultivated in the late stage of foundation building and has the three spiritual roots of water, fire, and gold. He came to the wasteland of the Western Territory ten years ago to look for purple heart grass.
Purple Heart Grass is a high-grade seventh-grade spiritual grass. It is purple in color and has a strange fragrance when mature. It is the main medicine for refining the Purple Heart Barrier-Breaking Pill.
To refine the Purple Heart Barrier-Breaking Pill, the Purple Heart Grass needs to be at least fifty years old.
Taking the Purple Heart Barrier-Breaking Pill when advancing to the golden elixir stage can increase the success rate by 50%. Wei Yan, who has three spiritual roots, needs this elixir very much.
Since the Wei family did not have Purple Heart Grass, Wei Yan went to the Western Wilderness to look for it alone.
"Purple Heart Grass is a sacred treasure of the Western Wilderness. It grows on the holy mountain and matures once every fifty years. Almost everyone who comes to the Western Wilderness wants it. There are too many monks and too little rice." The boy A Liang introduced, which is why he guessed
You can guess the reason why most guests come to the Western Wasteland.
A Liang continued, "Every ten years, people from the temple will go to the Holy Mountain to pick some mature purple heart grass that is fifty or one hundred years old as rewards for the competitions in various deserted cities in the Western Region."
Wei Zhuo thought for a moment and said tentatively, "I've heard a lot of rumors about the arena competition along the way. Can you tell me in detail?"
"Oh, I know this. For example, in our Huangping City area, a competition is held every ten years. There are three types of competitions: the competition for cultivators in the foundation building stage, the competition for cultivators at the golden elixir stage, and the competition for cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
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"The same is true for the prizes in this arena competition. I heard that this year, the temple spent a lot of money and actually took out a hundred-year-old purple heart grass as the first prize in the foundation building arena competition in each deserted city competition!
The second to fifth place will all get fifty-year-old purple heart grass!"
"The first place prize in the Golden elixir stage competition is a 200-year-old purple heart grass. The first place prize in the Nascent Soul stage competition is a 500-year-old purple heart grass."
"If you get the top five in each deserted city competition, you can go to the temple to participate in the final competition. There will be more prizes. If you are favored by the temple, you can also directly join the temple." A Liang wished he could
It was already the foundation building stage, and he had reached the top five in the arena competition, and was favored by the people in the temple. The temple was a god-like existence in the hearts of the people in the Western Region.
A Liang also worked very hard for the twenty spirit beads, "Senior, if you are interested, you can go directly to the Lord's Mansion in the deserted city to sign up!"
"Senior, don't believe the sales pitches of those on the street. It's just a sign-up at the City Lord's Mansion. You also need to spend a low-grade spiritual stone. It's really deceiving outsiders!" A Liang seemed to look down on the actions of those who advertised.
"Our good signs in Huangping City have been ruined by those people!"
Chen Shuixin nodded, those people were just killing pigs!
Cultivators who don't know the truth, or who are rushing to participate in the arena competition, will definitely be deceived.
Aliang said, "Senior, there is still half a month before the registration deadline, you can take your time!"