Chapter five hundred and seventy-seven: spy with the tiger
The value of the three thunder beads of Gengjin Divine Thunder, Kuishui Divine Thunder and Binghuo Divine Thunder is undoubted. They are also one of the one-time treasures that best meet his requirements. With this treasure as the foundation, no matter what methods the ghost cultivator uses, they are all
You can handle it with confidence.
Although some elixirs have been accumulated in the past few days, they have been basically used up in order to maintain the improvement of cultivation. What is left are just some common third-level low-grade elixirs, which are not enough to compete with Thunder Beads.
trade.
After thinking about it in detail, the only one that met the requirements was this bottle of Jiumu Muzi Yangling Pill. Even if I was extremely reluctant to give up, there was only one choice.
This can be regarded as another kind of taking something from a ghost cultivator and using it for a ghost cultivator. This scheming Mr. Ghost Cultivator would never have thought that the elixir traded would be returned to him in this way.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Jiumuzi Yang Lingdan, this is a rare and high-quality elixir. It comes with 500 high-grade spiritual stones and can be traded." Shangguan Jinzhi's knowledge and eyes are still very poisonous.
Uncommon elixirs, the root of which can be recognized with just a glance.
"This bottle of elixir is also a treasure that someone uses to keep the bottom of the box. Today, I have tried my best for the thunder beads." He gently rubbed the three thunder beads. The serious expression on his face was like looking at his closest lover.
Perhaps he got something from his expression, or maybe he noticed the difference in this adventure in his words. Shangguan Jinzhi, an experienced old fox, stopped talking, and there was silence in the small secret room for a while.
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As a senior early Jindan monk, Shangguan Jinzhi has naturally participated in countless adventure activities in his life, so he naturally has a certain understanding of the external performance of monks.
Judging from Zhao Shoushou's current simple, serious and cautious expression, he must be facing a very dangerous destination this time, and even a golden elixir monk with great combat power cannot guarantee a safe return.
"Do you have any other needs, Fellow Daoist Zhao?" After about a cup of tea, Shangguan Jin Zhi asked.
"Can you provide some third-level mid-to-high-grade fire attribute talismans?" He would not be stingy at this moment. Fire attribute talismans also have certain restraint power against ghost cultivators.
"Although treasure talismans are common, the third-order and high-grade ones are rare but cannot be found. Now there are only two third-order low-grade Golden Crow Spirit Fire treasure talismans." Shangguan Jinzhi took out two treasure talismans.
Half a day later, Zhao Shoushou left the wooden attic. The owner stood on the attic and took a deep look in the direction where he disappeared.
"I hope this little friend can return safely and meet again one day," Shangguan Jinzhi murmured. In his long life, he had seen many monks who came to buy large amounts of treasures and never returned.
In fact, from this aspect, we can also have an in-depth understanding of the cruelty of monks' practice. Golden elixir monks are also regarded as beings that can suppress luck in the world of cultivation. Once they choose to explore, they cannot even guarantee their own life safety. Maybe
In different locations and places, golden elixir monks are born and die every day, forming a cycle of reincarnation.
Naturally, he didn't know about Shangguan Jinzhi's sentiments, and even if he did know, he wouldn't have much interest. For Zhao Shoushou now, all goals are the secret places mentioned by ghost cultivators.
The secret place is called a secret place precisely because it is only possible to enter it at a fixed time and place. It is filled with a large number of treasures and is worthy of being valued by a golden elixir stage ghost cultivator. Its value
There is no doubt about it.
Under the dual effects of sufficient time and spiritual power, there will naturally be no shortage of various precious spiritual herbs. If other mineral veins hidden in them can be found, a considerable amount of wealth can also be obtained.
In addition, the existence time of each secret land ranges from a thousand to ten thousand years. In the long history, many lucky people have naturally entered it. Some successful people have obtained enough treasures and then improved their cultivation.
And since it is out of control, there is naturally no shortage of losers who have fallen into it.
These monks are just like Zhao Shoushou. Before entering the secret place, they replaced almost all their belongings into some useful treasures. Since they failed, there must be some leftover.
Each item that can be preserved in the eternal time is a treasure of high quality. If you can find one or several of them, it will naturally be a matter of seconds.
"According to the sign in the jade slip, the location agreed upon should be nearby, but it will take some time to make an accurate judgment from this rocky beach." In an uneven and vast rocky beach,
Above, Zhao Shoushou murmured.
Of course, for a golden elixir stage monk, this is just a small problem. His eyes are closed tightly and a large amount of spiritual consciousness swarms out.
Zhao Shoushou firmly believed that since the golden elixir stage ghost cultivator could be chosen as a gathering place, there must be some special signs on the island. Isn't the simplest way to answer it a search with spiritual consciousness?
With the current strength and scope of his spiritual consciousness, any clues can be easily discovered, and he has enough confidence in this.
"Since Fellow Daoist Zhao is already here, why bother lingering on the edge? I have been waiting here for more than ten days." Suddenly a familiar voice floated in my ears, it was the ghost cultivator of the Golden Core Stage.
"Your Majesty, you came early. When should I leave for the Secret Land?" Zhao Shoushou asked straightforwardly, looking impatient.
"It has been some time since the secret land was born. Fellow Taoist, I am full of confidence in this trip, but have I prepared some powerful treasures?" Testing each other is indispensable.
"Didn't you say that we can go back and forth smoothly as long as the two of us work together? In that case, why waste time preparing some useless things?" Pretending to be stupid is also a must-have course for monks, and Zhao Shoushou's skills are also profound.
"That's right, that's right. Of course, there is no need to prepare. Let's rest for a day or two and set off for the secret place in three days." The intrigue between the two Jindan monks is quite obvious.
Three days is just a few days for them, and it is not even enough time to restore all the mana consumed by crossing tens of thousands of sea miles to its peak state.
In the early morning of the fourth day, accompanied by the scorching sun that jumped out of the sea level, the two early-stage Jindan monks headed due east, which is also the direction of the deep sea.
The so-called inner sea and the outer sea in the overseas cultivation world, as the cultivation level rises to the Golden Core, the difference between them is no longer too obvious, except for some outer seas that are really close to the Sea of Storms.
If the Golden Core cultivator were to move forward with all his strength without encountering any obstacles, he could travel at least 20,000 nautical miles in one day. In the blink of an eye, he would have been traveling non-stop for five days from where he started.
"May I ask how many days are there to reach the Secret Land? If we continue to move forward, I'm afraid we're not far from the Sea of Storms. This kind of place is not something you and I can venture into?"