The waiter brought the clone into a secret room, and after a few seconds a soul thought sounded.

"what?"

"Void Blacksmith, sword type."

"As many as stars, do you have any specific needs?"

"This sword has spirit."

"oh?"

Hun Nian was silent for a few seconds and said: "Nineteen of them are all good at forging sword spirits."

"How many per person?"

"Eight hundred for one person"

Eight hundred, that is, eight million sand dollars! Sand dollars are almost the universal currency of the Death Sinkhole. They are taken from the crystallized minerals under the desert. Since there are a certain amount and can be used for cultivation, they are positioned as currency.

It was first circulated among the martial arts cultivators of Cang Shou Realm, and was later imitated by the Force Empire. It was mostly used for energy conversion and currency use.

The clone happily paid.

This surprised the martial arts cultivator who sold the information. A Galaxy-level martial cultivator, who was just a god, actually had such wealth, and what he asked was beyond his realm. This was obviously not normal.

While collecting the sand dollars, he motioned to the waiter to check his details.

After obtaining the information, the clone transmitted the information to Daynard.

Zhao Qing took a cursory look and said, "Ask someone else."

Dainard said: "I guess he will be targeted."

Ye Yun said: "They must have been targeted. It's okay. Keep asking. If they dare to do business, they must have means. They are not afraid of losing their reputation. What should we be afraid of?"

Zhao Qing said: "Dragon Valley, Master Mo."

The clone received the order and signaled to the waiter behind him.

The waiter bowed forward and said: "Guest, please give your orders."

"I also want to buy information about a martial artist."

"What realm? It must be the void realm, right?"

"I don't know, I only know the sect and the name."

"Okay, guest, please come with me."

After a while, there was another secret room.

Hun thought: "What kind of deal?"

"Martial Arts Coordinates"

"Is there any place where the sect's surname has gone?"

"Dragon Valley, Master Mo."

There was another period of silence, and it took three full minutes before there was a response.

"Dragon Valley was destroyed six hundred years ago. There are still remnants in the Eternal Plane. Master Mo is missing. He was last seen in... I forgot to ask the price..."

"..." Zhao Qing also has a black line here. Is the other party reliable?

"How many?"

"It's such ancient information, but there are no existing coordinates. Can I give it three hundred?"

Payment, three million sand dollars

The soul thought: "Finally appeared in the Goryan Mountains."

The clone asked: "How long ago?"

"A hundred years ago."

“···”

Ye Yun said with a black line: "If you dare to charge me three million, you will smash this shabby shop sooner or later!"

Zhao Qing smiled and said, "Don't be upset, you'll be back soon."

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed sadly.

Out of the secret room

The clone said: "I want a power map, the more detailed the better."

The waiter said respectfully: "Please follow me."

This time it was not a secret room, but an exquisite living room. Within a minute, the waiter brought out a ring.

Clone: ​​"How many?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is given to you for free, there is no charge, and there is also a VIP card. This is our rule at Chiwei Pavilion. Anyone who spends more than five hundred can get a VIP card for free."

Zhang, the more points you have, the lower the discounts will be in the future.”

"Okay, thank you."

On the spot, he took out the crystal stone from the space ring, examined it with his spiritual thoughts, and a complete power map appeared before his eyes.

Zhao Qingdao: "It's much more convenient than before. At first, it was text drawing with some special materials, but now it has virtual mapping."

"Keeping pace with the times." Ye Yun smiled and said, "Is this enough?"

"It's just a rough drawing. The expensive ones... either can't be bought, or they are not sold to the outside world. You see, the martial arts cultivators in Ecang Mountain don't have them either."

"Yes, why? Won't they get lost?"

Zhao Qing smiled and said: "They pilot the ship based on their soul thoughts. They leave a residual thought or mark of their own somewhere, and they can sense it next time."

"No matter how far?"

"Of course not. There are time and space limitations, and there are some technological auxiliary means now, but when it comes to leaving a seal, the Cangshou Realm must be better."

Ye Yun was stunned, Zhao Qing obviously meant something in his words, and he immediately understood it.

Ye Yun asked: "Mr. Zhao, why do you only want to find this Master Mo? Is he your old friend?"

Zhao Qing nodded and said: "He is an old friend, but more importantly, he may know Mu Fan's location."

"Who is Mu Fan again?"

"Have you forgotten? He is also an old friend. He should still have my remnant soul in his hands, but I can't sense the specific direction. This means that he has either lost my remnant soul or returned.

Cang Shou Realm may be sealed somewhere, in short, let’s give it a try.”

"Then where should we go first?"

At this time, a soul thought sounded: "Find this Abu Damu first!"

Zhao Qing: "Huh?"

Ye Yun asked: "The Cursed Spirit Fox, why is this Abu Damu?"

"know"

"We know each other? Impossible, right? You were sealed millions of years ago! So wasn't he?"

"I know you must have met before? Just go if you are told! There is so much nonsense!"

“···”

Zhao Qing said: "These nineteen are all the same. This Abu Damu is not far away, just him."

Cursed Spirit Fox: "I said it after thinking about it. Do you think I'm messing around?"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. What should I do with the clones?"

Zhao Qing: "Let him go first, and we will just follow."

"learn!"

The Cang Shou Realm martial arts cultivators here have also integrated into the semi-technical system, so they also have some basic versions of speed cars. Although it feels weird, they actually like this way of traveling.

Leaving the crimson color, the clone took out the ring speed car and drove in the direction of Abu Damu.

Ye Yun and the others bypassed the city and followed him at a low altitude through another road.

Zhao Qing sighed: "Everything is different. It has only been a thousand years. I didn't expect the changes to be so huge."

"Wow, Mr. Zhao, you can do a lot of things in a thousand years. The changes must be huge."

"But for some creatures, a thousand years is just a nap."

"Oh, that's right."

Danard said: "This flying car was once popular throughout the Cangshou world. Now the Cangshou world has banned technology, and the Puppet Sect has been targeted for this reason."

Zhao Qing said: "Puppet sect? This sect is extremely powerful."

Danard said: "Yes, they won in the end."

An hour later, Ye Yun thought: Why is there still no movement?

Daynard: "I found the tail behind me! It's approaching very fast."

"We are close, Mr. Zhao, what should we do?"

After all, this is an area under the jurisdiction of martial arts cultivators, and Ye Yun is not as familiar with it as Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing said: "First, let's see how many people are cloned. If they are destroyed, they will be destroyed. By the way, we can also see how effective the clones are."

"That's right! Our disguise doesn't seem to be exposed this time."
Chapter completed!