Zheng Haotian was slightly startled and asked in confusion: "What mark?"
Tao Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zheng, did your disciple never say anything like this when he sent you in?"
Zheng Haotian's face turned slightly red and he said: "My disciple's sect once made an explanation, but due to negligence, I forgot about it." As he spoke, he cursed a certain Nine-Star Spiritualist in his heart.
The piece of jade that Yang Dongsheng gave him did contain a lot of information. But basically it was about the major dangers and special races in the spirit battlefield. As for the information about human camps and hunters, it was the same.
Not a word was mentioned.
This powerful spiritual being is a nine-star warrior himself, and his strength is enough for him to run rampant on the spiritual battlefield.
However, Zheng Haotian is not a nine-star spiritual person, but a newcomer who has just entered the spiritual battlefield for a few days...
Faintly, Zheng Haotian even doubted whether Yang Dongsheng had ulterior motives in doing this.
Tao Yi's face was full of suspicion, and he didn't believe it. But since the other party was unwilling to tell him, he stopped asking. However, he secretly guessed in his heart that this Zheng Haotian turned out to be a casual cultivator.
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However, to be able to cultivate to the spiritual realm as a casual cultivator, it not only requires superior talent, but also great luck. And the more such a person is, the more difficult it is to offend.
He laughed dryly, stretched out his arm, and the three star marks immediately lit up.
"Brother Zheng, all spirits who enter this camp for the first time must receive a mark to identify themselves. This mark has no other purpose and will not have any impact on us. It is just to facilitate entry and exit of the camp."
Zheng Haotian took a closer look, and saw a faint strange light shining in the mark on the back of the pottery hand. If he hadn't looked carefully, he might not have been able to see it.
Nodding slowly, Zheng Haotian also stretched out his arm and released the true energy defense on it.
Tao Yi smiled slightly, and a ray of light shone from the star mark on the back of his hand, which reflected Zheng Haotian's star mark. Suddenly, a similar ray of light appeared on the back of his hand.
After doing all this, Tao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Brother Zheng, from now on, you are a member of this camp. Please enter the camp to rest." He paused and then said: "There are many things here.
The cultivators sent from various continents exist to provide various services to the spiritual beings. If Brother Zheng wants to sell some unnecessary materials and items, he can just give the order and many people will be happy to come and buy them.
Of course, if Brother Zheng has any special treasures, he can also exchange them with other spirits."
Zheng Haotian nodded slowly. All spiritual beings who enter the spiritual battlefield are basically indifferent to these trivial matters. And the existence of those cultivators is indispensable.
Tao Yi nodded and turned into a rainbow light and went away.
Hu Batian gave a long laugh and said: "Brother Xian, from now on, you can enter this camp freely." He paused, lowered his voice suddenly, and asked: "Brother Yu, there is something that I don't understand.
Why don't the elders of your sect even tell you the basic common sense on the battlefield?"
Zheng Haotian's heart trembled. He pondered for a moment and said, "The person who sent me in was not an elder of our sect, but a strong man from the Qiyuan Sect."
Hu Batian frowned slightly, and the two brothers looked at each other, and both saw a trace of worry flashing in the other's eyes.
Gently patting Zheng Haotian's shoulder, Hu Batian said: "Brother, after you return to the sect, you might as well ask Elder Yun Taishang. As for the Qiyuan Sect, it is better to go less often in the future."
Zheng Haotian nodded seriously. Since arriving at Qiyuanmen, Beshid first showed bad intentions, and then Yang Dongsheng behaved this way again, which naturally made him suspicious.
However, what Zheng Haotian can be sure of is that even if the Qiyuan Sect harbors ill intentions towards him, it will never assassinate him openly and honestly.
After all, the Wanjian Sect is also one of the eight super sects on the Piaomiao Continent, and there is a powerful master-level real person in the sect. The Qiyuan Sect will never quarrel with the Wanjian Sect because of itself.
The two walked side by side and finally entered the beautiful landscape.
When they crossed a certain limit, a ray of light immediately appeared around them.
This ray of light came and went without a trace, and even Zheng Haotian didn't notice it beforehand. However, this ray of light only circled around their bodies, and the star marks on the back of their hands suddenly lit up.
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When the two lights merged, this strange light disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Haotian knew that this was the purpose of the logo mark.
However, after this incident, he also knew that the strength of this human camp was indeed unfathomable.
This powerful defense array alone is many times higher than that of the demon camp. If someone really wants to break in by force, they will probably suffer a lot.
After entering the camp, several cultivators immediately stood respectfully at a distance and saluted them.
These cultivators all had at least seven levels of cultivation and above. Their faces were full of flattering smiles. Two of them flipped their wrists and immediately took out a large stone slab that had already been carved.
Zheng Haotian glanced out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but laugh.
The contents written on these two stone tablets are very similar. They are both cultivators sent by a certain force here to purchase excess items from the hands of spiritual beings.
You must know that this is the battlefield of spirits, and the opponents that spirit beings fight here are also spirits.
As long as you can survive on the battlefield and kill the enemy, you will definitely gain rich rewards. For a spiritual person, these gains may not be worth mentioning, but for ordinary practitioners, they are priceless treasures.
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Whether it is spirit-level monsters, demons, or even corpses of various weird races, demon pills, etc., they are all materials that high-level human spirit masters and spirit masters covet.
After they acquire it, they can then sell it to buyers in various continents, which is a considerable amount of income.
Of course, spiritual beings who can gain a foothold in the spiritual battlefield are not fools, but for them, instead of wasting time on this, it is better to practice diligently and strive to improve their own cultivation.
Moreover, it is also an urgent need for them to replace the unused items in their hands with life-saving items that can be used on the battlefield. Therefore, even if they suffer some losses during the trip, no one will care about it.
Hu Batian shook his head slightly and said: "Brother Xian, Brother Yu knows that you have killed some alien spirits. But if you have good things, there is no need to sell them here."
Zheng Haotian was slightly startled and said: "Brother Tiger, do you have any sales channels?"
Hu Batian smiled and said, "Have you forgotten who is the largest merchant on our Misty Continent?"
Zheng Haotian's eyes lit up and he said: "Wanbaoxuan."
"Yes, Wanbaoxuan also has a special store here, and we, the casual cultivators and spiritual practitioners of small and medium-sized sects from the Piaomiao Continent, basically sell unused things to Wanbaoxuan." Hu Batian said lightly.
He sighed lightly and said: "If we can sell it to Wanbaoxuan, then these things will eventually flow back to the Piaomiao Continent, which is much better than selling it to other continents."
Zheng Haotian nodded in agreement. Although he was not a saint, he still preferred Piaomiao Continent and Wanbaoxuan in his heart.
Not to mention that they would never treat him badly when dealing with Wanbaoxuan, even if the selling price was slightly lower, he would not complain.
Hu Batian was quite familiar with this camp and led him to a tall building after a few turns.
Zheng Haotian is no stranger to these architectural styles, because they are exactly the same as Wanbaoxuan's branches in various places.
Hu Batian strode into the tallest building. He introduced in a low voice: "Brother, this is the foundation of Wanbaoxuan. All the spirits on our Misty Continent can live and live here for free.
Cultivation. Moreover, there will be certain discounts here for hiring people to repair armors, magic weapons and other treasures, as well as supplies." He smiled and said: "Most of the spiritual beings on our Misty Continent will choose to sell their battlefield harvests to Wanbaoxuan.
, and they have also given us great convenience.”
Zheng Haotian nodded slowly, and his evaluation of Wanbaoxuan became even higher.
Only with such a style can we be worthy of being the number one merchant in Piaomiao Continent.
When the two of them entered the building, they were immediately greeted by a middle-aged man.
This is a seventh-level cultivator. If he were in the Great Spirit World, he would be considered a respected high-level cultivator. But here, their status is undoubtedly that of a handyman.
"Two spiritual masters, welcome to Wanbaoxuan. I wonder why you two are here..."
Hu Batian said in a deep voice: "The two of us are spirits from the Misty Continent, and we are here to stay for a few days."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "May I ask how you address me, sir? I will go and make arrangements for you two."
Hu Batian nodded with satisfaction and said: "I, Hu Batian, this is my brother Zheng Haotian."
"Hu Batian..." Suddenly, a clear voice rang out, shouting: "Brother Tiger, you are not dead yet."
A tall, strong man strode in. He opened his arms and faced Hu Batian.
Hu Batian laughed loudly and said: "Old Dong, are you cursing me?"
The two of them cursed at each other, but walked in quickly and hugged tightly.
Just from this ordinary action, you can tell that their relationship is extraordinary.
Hu Batian let go of his hand and said: "Old Dong, let me introduce you to a good brother. This is Zheng Haotian, my best brother. Haotian, this is Dong Zin, a casual cultivator like me.
A life-and-death acquaintance made on the battlefield."
Zheng Haotian smiled, cupped his hands, and said, "I've met Brother Dong."
"Zheng Haotian." Dong Zhen was slightly startled and looked at Zheng Haotian suspiciously. After a moment, he said with some uncertainty: "Wanjian Sect... Zheng Haotian!"