Huo Yun made some calculations in his mind and designated the first few tasks on the purple list: "The contribution points required for rubbing the map should be 800. I currently have 300, and I am short of 500 to complete one of the top three tasks.
Just what you need for rubbing. ”
Lang Fei looked up and saw that the first one was a pursuit mission, with a reward of two thousand points. The arrest of a foundation-building monk was a mission issued by the Ten Sects Supervisory Council. Looking at the second one, it was to contribute to the clan.
One magic weapon is worth one thousand points. The third one is the inspector of the ten sects of Shang Kingdom, and the reward is five hundred points.
Lang Fei was silent and thought carefully. It's not that he couldn't do the first task, but God knows where the foundation-building monk is now. If he is far away from the end of the world at this moment, in the vast sea of people, he may not be able to do it in his whole life.
It can be found. As for the third one, the same is true. If it lasts for half a year, the day lily will be cold. After thinking about it again and again, Lang Fei turned his attention to the second one. Offering a magic weapon, for him
It is not difficult. There are many magical weapons in my hand, but after thinking about it carefully, I feel a little reluctant to part with them. Most of those magical weapons are given by the old Taoists and can be regarded as relics. Among the magical weapons, the Qingshuang Sword and the Pouring Mirror are among the magical weapons.
If he were to give it to the Huo family for nothing, Lang Fei would be unwilling to do so. After thinking about it, he thought about what he had learned from the Fenghua Temple before, and thought that the woman must be a person from Fuyao Island. What if this person from the Huo family
If someone accidentally uses it outside and is noticed by the people on Fuyao Island, it will bring disaster to Huo Yun. After considering it all, Lang Fei decided not to use the magic weapon and planned to use other methods to find another one or two.
"Brother Huo Yun, I wonder if there is a place selling magic weapons near Shang Kingdom?"
Huo Yun was stunned when he heard this, pointed at the purple list and said: "Brother Lang Fei, why waste so much? If you do the following small tasks continuously, you can accumulate enough."
"Eh..." Lang Fei shook his head and said, "Brother Huo Yun, that takes too long. I need it urgently and can't wait."
Huo Yun had no choice but to think for a while and said: "As far as I know, there is no such thing in the Shang Kingdom, but there is a small Xiuxianfang City in the northeast of the Zhao Kingdom. It was jointly established by the aristocratic families of the Shang, Zhao, and Sui countries. It is aimed at the casual cultivators and the
Most of the children of the aristocratic families gained from trading in Yunyan Valley. I have been there several times and occasionally saw people selling magic weapons."
"Okay, since that's the case, let's not delay. We will set off immediately to go to the Kingdom of Zhao."
Huo Yun shook his head and sighed. He took Lang Fei away from here, and then rented two spiritual cranes from the courtyard where the flying spiritual beasts were kept. Then they drove each of them and headed towards Zhao Kingdom in the northeast.
Huo's Manor is located not far from the border between Zhao and Shang. In only half a day, Lang Fei and Huo Yun flew across the Zhao capital and arrived at a large swamp just north of Yunyan Valley. After walking for a while, under Huo Yun's guidance,
Lang Fei saw from a distance that there were many palaces in the middle of Daze.
Through Huo Yun's introduction, I learned that this is the only market in the northern part of Yunyan Valley. It was jointly established by the Huo family of the Shang state, the Yan family of the Zhao state, and the Shangguan family of the Sui state. Most of the precious materials obtained by scattered cultivators in the Yunyan Valley include some
Nearly half of the quantity was sold here. At the beginning of the establishment of Fang City, the three families had no other ideas. They just adhered to the purpose of making it convenient for cultivators and the children of the family. However, with the changes of the years, after more than a hundred years, the entire Fang City has developed into
It is the largest trading place for cultivating resources in the north of Yunyan Valley. With more monks and resources, the entire city also needs an organization to manage it, so the three companies agreed to rotate the management responsibilities for a period of five years. The city is one
Fatty, said to be management, is fundamentally about the distribution of profits. Just because the three families jointly promulgated a rule, the three families are responsible for the safety of materials and merchants in the market. In return, for everything sold in the market, the family responsible for management has
One percent of the revenue from the collection of rights is used as a store tax. Firstly, the market is indeed established by three companies, so there is nothing wrong with making profits. Secondly, the tax is only one percent of the transaction amount, which is not considered a tax.
What a big burden. Most people in the city are just casual cultivators of one term, with no family or influence. After many considerations, they acquiesced to the rules set by the three families.
After listening to what Huo Yun said, the two of them also came to the top of Fangshi. They lowered themselves at the edge of the island and handed the crane to the care of specialized personnel. Huo Yun took Lang Fei and walked towards the entrance of Fangshi.
There were two people on duty at the entrance of Fangshi. Seeing that Lang Fei and Huo Yun were coming on the bright-looking crane, they knew they were different from ordinary casual cultivators, so they welcomed them into Fangshi politely.
Along the way, Lang Fei looked around carefully, but he felt that there were many differences in his impression. He had seen the market outside Changqing Palace before when he went to Yunfanjie, and there was a huge difference between here and there.
There are countless rare beasts and spiritual materials in the market outside the Evergreen Palace, and magical pills can be found everywhere. But here, most of them are flowers, fruits, trees, jade and waste mines. Except for a few plants that can be used as medicine, most of them are
None of them are of much use.
After walking for a while, Lang Fei shook his head. Not to mention the roadside stores, there were not many serious goods in those shops. He visited seven or eight shops, the so-called treasure shop, Shengwu Xuan... no matter the name of the shop
No matter how loud it was, after entering, they were all cheap goods. When asked about the magical artifacts, eight out of ten stores did not have them, while the other two brought out fragments of magical artifacts or incomplete items with missing arms and legs. But carefully
It should be so if you think about it. The market was established by the three smallest cultivation families. The person with the highest cultivation level in their family was only in the late stage of foundation establishment. Most of the merchants in the market were casual cultivators. If there really was anything
Selling fine products is the most unreasonable thing.
The two of them walked along and saw that they had reached the end of the street. Lang Fei was a little discouraged and sighed. He was about to ask about the market elsewhere when he suddenly heard a feeble voice coming from an inconspicuous corner.
He yelled, "I am urgently selling a complete magic weapon, but I want two poison pills."
Lang Fei was startled when he heard the words. He looked around and saw a row of stalls. In an inconspicuous corner, there was a downcast man in a green shirt, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a jade-handled golden brush at his feet. Look.
In that situation, it seemed that he was squeezed out by the old merchants in front of him and had nowhere to stay, but he chose an inconspicuous place and weakly hawked there. If Lang Fei hadn't been a good ear, he might have missed it.
"Let's go and have a look." Lang Fei called to Huo Yun and jumped over a stall one after the other.
The owner of the stall was a reckless man. Seeing that the two of them had a meager life, he glared and shouted: "You two jumped over the uncle's stall without permission. If you don't buy something, you can't leave."
When Lang Fei saw it, he couldn't help but feel happy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Young master just doesn't want to buy it. What will happen to you?"
The man rubbed his two fists the size of bowls and said with an unkind expression: "I'm not afraid to tell you that we are friends with Brother Yan Gao who patrols the city. You two boys, if you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better just follow the rules."
As for me, buy a couple of gadgets and leave."
"Oh?" Lang Fei smiled playfully and glanced at the man's stall, only to see some ordinary weapons and some crappy medicinal materials that could be seen everywhere. The thief boy got into a mood for a while and pointed to a Polygonatum odorifera plant that was about ten years old.
Said: "I wonder how you can sell this Huang Jing?"
When the man heard this, he smiled and said, "Maybe I can exchange it for a hundred-year-old ginseng, or I can exchange it for a bottle of Huanqi Powder."
"What? A hundred-year-old ginseng? And you still have loose Qi? You Huang Jing has only been effective for ten years, but you dare to make such a big show." Huo Yun couldn't help but stepped out from behind Lang Fei, pointed at the rude man and said angrily.
"Eh..." Lang Fei waved his arm to stop Huo Yun, smiled coldly, took his hand to Xumi, and took out a century-old ginseng. "Here, century-old ginseng."
The man's eyes suddenly shone, and he stared eagerly at the thing in Lang Fei's hand. For a moment, he was greedy and lost his reason, so he stretched out his hand to snatch the century-old ginseng.
"Hey, Sandoku is going to suffer a loss. He doesn't even think about it. How can he afford to offend someone who can take out a hundred-year-old ginseng at will?"
"Isn't that right? I was wandering around the street just now and happened to see these two boys riding down on a crane. Linghe, those are Linghe. Even if they are not disciples of a master, they must be children of aristocratic families. These three virtues
Pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth, I think I'm tired of living."
"Ouch..." The chatter in the surrounding stalls stopped, and suddenly a scream was heard. Some merchants turned to look towards the place where the sound came from, and saw the man named Sandoku kneeling with his right hand in his arms.
There was endless wailing on the ground.
"Hmph, next time you should be more focused on your moves. If it were me, I would definitely destroy your mean hands." Lang Fei didn't say anything, and Huo Yun next to him snorted coldly. After speaking, he nodded to Lang Fei,
Ignoring the wailing man, the two turned around and walked towards the man in green shirt.
"How do you change your magic weapon?" Huo Yun asked as they walked up to the man in green shirt.
What happened between Lang Fei and San Dezi was quite a stir. The man in green shirt had already noticed the two of them. When he saw Huo Yun asking, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes and his voice trembled. "Two brothers."
, I will only need two poison pills for this magical weapon."
"Oh?" Lang Fei smiled faintly, squatted down, looked at the jade pen carefully, and said, "Since it is a magical weapon, what is so mysterious about this pen?"
The man in green shirt looked at the jade pen with regret and said: "This pen has a name, it is called the Golden Jade Pen. It is my master's magical weapon. When fighting with others, you only need to dip some ink in it and inject the true essence.
You can splash ink and turn it into an arrow."
"Splashed ink into an arrow?" Huo Yun was stunned, a little unbelievable. Lang Fei felt it carefully for a moment with his spiritual consciousness, and knew that what the man in green shirt said was true. The jade pen exuded a cold breath, which must have been cold tempering.
If it is made of wood and turned into an arrow by splashing ink, it should not be difficult.
"Sigh... This pen is Master's favorite thing. If Master's life was not in danger, I would not sell it. This is really a helpless move. But I just want to ask the two brothers, do you have the poison pill?"
Lang Fei did not rush to answer, but asked: "I wonder what kind of poison my master suffered? But he needs to use Huadu Pills to cure it?"
The man in green shirt sighed and said: "A few days ago, my master and I went to the Yunyan Valley to collect medicine. Unexpectedly, we didn't collect the medicine. However, we happened to encounter a poisonous python that had grown stronger in the deep stream. During the fight, the master tried to protect him.
I was accidentally injured by a poisonous python. After the two of us escaped, Master also suffered from snake venom and passed out. In desperation, I had no choice but to carry Master out for medical treatment. After seeing Master's wounds, several experts
Everyone said that the poison has entered the intestines, and now it is all up to Master's own true energy to hold his breath. If in another month, the snake poison attacks the heart, not even gods can save him. When asked about the solution, they all said: "If you want to cure it, you need to
Only earth fire level poison pills can be used." How could I, a casual cultivator, prepare such medicine and stones? Thinking of my teacher's kindness, I took the jade pen when I was desperate and used it as a life-saving straw. I asked for it in exchange.
I need a few poison pills to cure the poison my master has received."