Black Mountain Crystals of this size will definitely become a resource that Yanxian competes for, even if you look at the big company's territory.
However, Jian Wushuang had no idea about this at all, because before leaving, the little emperor gave him more than ten Na rings, and the crystals of this size in each Na ring had already been sold out.
As for these Najies stuffed with top crystals, Jian Wushuang threw them all to Chunqiu for safekeeping in order to save trouble.
Based on the rough judgment of the Spring and Autumn Period, the top crystals stored in the ten Nai Rings are the output of a full year of non-stop mining in the Black Mountains...
This is also the reason why Chunqiu is so generous.
Ignoring the sloppy old man's shock, Jian Wushuang reached out and took out the badly damaged note.
He picked up a unique texture, and it was accompanied by a weak derivation, which made him a little confused. The notebook map seemed to be written on some kind of unique leather scroll.
He waved his hand to erase the faint Yanli seal on it, and a vertical and horizontal pattern came into view.
The pattern on the scroll is extremely complex and looks extremely majestic. It can be vaguely seen that the criss-crossing pattern has exceeded the scope of the sky. It seems that the vastness of the universe is not an exaggeration to describe it.
And this map seems to have suffered some kind of damage. Except for the general outline that can be seen clearly, most of the details are no longer perceptible. It is obviously a mindless map and is extremely useless.
"Damn, this old boy is fooling people!" Chen Qing slapped his thigh and looked at the sloppy old man with an angry look on his face.
But nowhere can I find half of his figure in the vast yellow sand.
"This old boy has dared to lie to me, Grandpa Chen. Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will break his bones and spread his ashes!" Chen Qing rolled up his sleeves angrily, pretending to stir up the yellow sand.
Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand to stop him, "Although this map seems useless at the moment, it may come in handy in the future. As for those crystal stones, just treat it as a gift to him."
Chen Qing was indignant, but also knew that their first goal was to go to Beitian Xianzhou, so he put away his anger and continued to move forward.
However, when he was about to leave this heavenly realm, Chen Qing still left behind a clone of his power, just waiting for the sloppy old man to show up again and give him a good beating.
After this small episode, Jian Wushuang and the others moved forward without stopping.
Sitting on the back of the beast without any bumps, Jian Wushuang took out the map note again and looked through it carefully.
On the leather scroll, the various territories are undulating, and they are all painted with some kind of dark red paint, which is indescribably mysterious and weird.
But since there is no name displayed on this map note, naturally there is no clue to it.
Jian Wushuang simply stopped studying and stuffed the map notes directly into the Boyang bottle.
After leaving this heaven and running for several months, at Chen Qing's strong request, the three of them stopped at a small heaven to rest.
It is said to be a tiny heavenly domain, but it actually contains three independent plane continents.
Thanks to the luck of the Great Evolution, even the monks who have just entered the practice have a very long life span, and their own realm will also increase with the increase of their life span, and it is very easy to become a top practitioner.
But ninety-nine percent of these top cultivators stop here, and the realm of immortality that goes up is extremely cruel.
Although Jian Wushuang met thousands of Immortals along the way, it was purely because of him that as soon as he entered the Great Evolution Realm, he was close to the top of the realm of power.
If he had randomly landed in a certain heavenly continent, it would have taken countless thousands of years to get to where he is today.
At the same time, after Jian Wushuang visited the Thousand Heavenly Continents, it seemed that there were no mortals in this Dayan world.
Even the humblest of peddlers and lackeys can skillfully use the power of Yan, and their longevity will also increase accordingly.
Stepping onto this continent where the distribution of energy is extremely thin, the extremely prosperous streets come into view.
The amount of Yan power can directly determine the number of monks on a continent. However, in this current continent, monks are extremely sparse. If you occasionally see a cultivator, they are just ordinary monks who have not even entered Yan.
"I'm addicted to alcohol again. Brother Jian and Brother Chunqiu, let's go to a quiet place to have a drink and have a rest." Chen Qing scratched his head and walked through the street with a height of more than one foot, which attracted the attention of others.
Jian Wushuang nodded, and then the three of them entered a relatively quiet restaurant on the street.
There was no bartender to greet them, so the three of them directly chose a quiet place by the window and sat down.
Chen Qing then slapped the table, "Where are you guys, serve the wine!"
There were very few diners in the entire restaurant, and there were only a few tables or two of diners in the corners.
"Here we come, what are you shouting for?" A tall, strong man in gray clothes with a white handkerchief tied around his waist walked out of the back compartment, his face full of anger.
When Chen Qing heard this, he immediately wanted to get up and slap him twice, but was immediately stopped by Jian Wushuang.
"Serve three jars of wine as quickly as possible." Jian Wushuang said quietly.
Then Chunqiu threw out a black mountain crystal and said, "Remember, you need good wine."
The tall and strong man subconsciously caught it, a greedy look flashing in his eyes.
"Okay, no problem, any good wine you want is available!" After saying that, the tall and strong man stumbled into the back compartment.
"Damn it, a low-ranking idiot dares to act so boldly. If Brother Jian had not stopped him today, I would have smashed his brains out." Chen Qing said angrily.
Jian Wushuang looked at the street outside the window and said calmly, "It is better to do less than to do more. They are not the owners of this restaurant."
Chen Qing was startled and soon felt the meaning of his words.
Not long after, the tall, strong man in nondescript clothing trotted over with two large jars of wine in his arms, followed by three or four other men.
A total of more than ten jars of wine and side dishes were placed in front of Jian Wushuang and the others.
"A few of the distinguished guests opened the door to drink. Enough!" The tall, strong man grinned, carefully opened the altar seal, and then left.
Chen Qing didn't doubt that he was there. He patted the jar directly, and the crystal clear wine lines fell into the bowls of three people.
With just one glance, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but laugh.
Chunqiu also smiled helplessly and said, "These stupid people actually mixed medicinal powder into the wine."
"Whatever, I haven't had a sip since the last time I drank wine at the heavenly feast. Today we are going to drink a thousand jars." Chen Qing's eyes were moved, and he drank a full bowl first, making a sound of comfort.
Snoring slightly.
Looking at the clear liquid in the wine, Jian Wushuang and Chunqiu shook their heads helplessly, and then drank their fill.
After achieving the realm of Immortal Evolution, the mortal world of the past has turned into mud and dissipated. Things with strong poison can no longer paralyze the immortal body. Even general hallucinogenic treasures are likely to be unable to harm the Immortal Evolution.