"Salt?" Qin Xiaotian and Ji Wuya looked at each other. They knew from their memories that the currency of Yancheng was salt. But when Tu Li told how many bags of coarse salt and refined salt the compensation was, they were also defeated. This world is really crazy.
.
"I don't want your salt."
"Then convert them into slaves. According to the price... one thousand bags of large salt can be exchanged for four thousand slaves, and one hundred bags of refined salt can be exchanged for three thousand slaves."
"Who bargained with you?"
Tu Li felt bitter in his heart. He was a cunning man and knew that he couldn't be tough. With a roll of his eyes, he gave up and said, "Then please ask for compensation. As long as I can do it, I will definitely comply with it!"
Qin Xiaotian didn't want any compensation at all. What he wanted was the historical information recorded on the soft-cover volume. He turned to Ji Wuya and said, "Brother, can I find you dozens of women?" Jian Ji Wuya's eyes widened.
His eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he continued: "Uh, not enough? How about a few hundred? But, senior brother, you...are you sure you can handle it?"
"Uh, Xiaotian! You bastard!" Ji Wuya was angry and funny, and couldn't help but cursed.
"I want your soft-cover volume that records the legend."
Tu Li's face suddenly turned ugly. The so-called soft-cover scrolls that record history have a special name here, called divine scrolls. They record illusory gods. In the eyes of slave owners, these soft-cover scrolls are to bless them.
The precious things of status and status cannot be exchanged, unless the clan is exterminated.
Tu Li frowned and said hesitantly: "This..."
Qin Xiaotian said lightly: "Don't say you don't have it. I don't want your soft-cover scroll. Just show it to me once. If you can, our grudges can be wiped out. Well, I can also heal your son's injury."
Tu Li's eyes lit up. He figured out that if he didn't agree, he would be exterminated, and these soft-cover scrolls would still fall into the hands of the other party. He said, "I agree, and invite the distinguished guests to rest in the manor."
Qin Xiaotian pointed at the two practitioners and said, "Follow you two. I have something to ask. Sign up yourself."
The two magicians were frightened. Unlike Tuli, they could capture the changes in the aura of heaven and earth. From their perspective, Qin Xiaotian's power was absolutely irresistible, and they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
"Qi Mo'er."
"Rahedu is barbaric."
Qin Xiaotian nodded, motioned for the two of them to follow, and said: "Tuli, you lead the way, um, give them this bottle of elixir to cure these people." He threw out a jade bottle.
Tu Li opened the bottle cap, and a wisp of fragrance hit his nostrils. He knew that this was the best medicine for healing wounds, and he felt like he had found a treasure. He clutched the jade bottle tightly, and then ordered his men to carry people. He had no intention of treating people except for
His own son and others are not worth wasting such precious elixirs.
Inside is a large house, completely carved from blue rock. Based on the production level here, Qin Xiaotian knows that this must be the work of practitioners.
Tu Li and the two magicians stood respectfully, while Qin Xiaotian and Ji Wuya sat cross-legged on the low bed. There was a lot of food piled in front of them, including a whole barbecue, a large pot of stewed meat, and a pile of fruit platters.
, the slave maids filed in, Qin Xiaotian said with emotion: "Look, handsome man, this is the evil slave owner." He spoke in Chinese, so Tu Li and others could not understand.
Ji Wuya smiled and said, "It seems that someone is very envious."
Qin Xiaotian said: "Here, bring the soft-cover rolls here. Don't worry about the rest. Remember, I want all the soft-cover rolls. Don't try to do anything. I can see clearly."
The picture showed that Qin Xiaotian and Qin Xiaotian were not interested in the food he offered, nor were they interested in the slaves and maids. They did not dare to delay any longer and ordered people to get the soft-cover scrolls. He felt helpless. With his current status and status, he was still
You can imagine how unhappy you feel when you are suppressed by others.
The so-called soft leather rolls are made of tanned animal skins, about one cubit wide, of different lengths and colors, and rolled into the shape of a scroll.
The old soft-cover scrolls quickly piled up into a hill in front of Qin Xiaotian. Ji Wuya bared his teeth and said, "Damn, there are so many?"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but shake his head. Reading with spiritual consciousness is the most convenient way. This guy actually complained like a mortal and said, "You don't need to read."
I saw the soft-cover scrolls opening automatically one by one, and then floating aside one by one. In less than ten minutes, I had read all the soft-cover scrolls like a small mountain, and Qin Xiaotian fell into deep thought.
The history recorded in the soft-cover volume is limited. Most of them are things that happened within a thousand years. There are not many records from a thousand years ago, but one thing is mentioned. This continent was abandoned by the gods. The records are vague and illusory.
Descriptions, many of which are speculative records.
After a while, Qin Xiaotian let out a long breath and said: "There is too little information to make an accurate judgment, and there is almost no useful information. Maybe we are looking in the wrong direction, and it is difficult for mortals to get useful information."
When Qin Xiaotian used his spiritual consciousness to scan, Ji Wuya also scanned the soft-cover scrolls. He knew in his heart that Qin Xiaotian was right. The information was too vague and not of much value. "I think we should still look for it here."
Practitioners, they live longer and should have more authentic historical records."
"Yes, this continent is too big. With our two magical powers, we can't find what we want."
"Xiaotian, I don't understand, what are you looking for?"
Qin Xiaotian said: "I am trying to find out the origin and development of the world. It is best to find a master of the world that I don't know."
"The Lord of the First Realm you don't know?" Ji Wuya immediately understood what Qin Xiaotian wanted and said: "The Lord of the First Realm... is not easy to find. I don't think there is any Lord of the First Realm running around the world like you.
It is estimated that those who can become the master of a realm will stay in their own realm to cultivate."
Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly. Of course he understood the secret. The secret of the world was opened by him. Qingdi and others immediately went into seclusion to practice. If they were not the closest people, it would be impossible to find them. And he was in a hurry because the world had just been cultivated.
Understand the deeper realms, so I am like a headless fly flying around. It is extremely difficult to find another realm master.
"Your name is Qimer? Are you Lahe Duman?"
Qi Mo'er hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I am Qi Mo'er, a three-star magician."
Lahe Duman also took a step forward and said respectfully: "I am Lahe Duman, a four-star magician."
Qin Xiaotian knew from the memory he had obtained that the so-called three-star or four-star were low-level magicians, and three-star and four-star were the names he translated based on the levels in his memory. He asked: "Who are you?"
Which sect?"
Qi Mo'er rushed to say: "We are fire magicians, and we are the disciples of the great magician Dia."
Ji Wuya said: "There should be no concept of sect here, but rely on some relatively powerful magicians to pass down the skills."
Qin Xiaotian searched the memory carefully and nodded: "Yes, that's true. Well, Qi Mo'er, where is the Diya Master you mentioned?"
Qi Mo'er said: "I don't know, we have been separated for a long time."
Qin Xiaotian wondered: "Doesn't he have a fixed residence?"
Lahe Duman said: "Master Dia has no fixed address, and he will teach the knowledge of magic to the right people when he sees it. Generally, the disciples who have received the inheritance will be dismissed after following him for a period of time, allowing them to find their own way of survival.
.Perhaps he will only stop when the master is tired."
Ji Wuya asked: "Are there many great magicians?"
Qi Mo'er and the other two showed incomprehensible expressions and said: "Very few, I have known a Master Dia in my life. And..." He carefully pointed at Qin Xiaotian and Ji Wuya with his fingers, which meant that except for
Master Dia, and you two masters.
Lahe Duman took out a roll of soft leather and said: "I have a roll of ancient soft leather here... However, I can't understand what is written on it. Maybe the master can."
It was a very old animal skin, but Qin Xiaotian could see at a glance that there were some restraint fluctuations in this roll of animal skin. He stretched out his hand and the soft leather roll flew into his hand, unfolded it casually, and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness.
The vague information rushed towards him, Qin Xiaotian's expression moved slightly, he scanned with his spiritual consciousness again, closed his eyes and meditated. Ji Wuya took it casually, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and said in surprise: "Fragments?"
The contents recorded in the fragments gradually appeared in Qin Xiaotian's mind. This method is somewhat similar to the method of recording on the Jade Eye Slips, while the soft-cover scroll appears to be older. Qin Xiaotian found that a lot of the recorded content was missing, and there was only an incomplete concept.
It records some trivial events in ancient times on this continent, including the matter of worshiping gods.
It seems that humans today no longer have such a tradition of worshiping gods. Large-scale worship of gods includes blood sacrifices, killing hundreds of thousands or even millions of mortals to perform blood sacrifices to worship gods. In addition, the fragments also gave Qin Xiaotian a strange thought.
The impression - in ancient times, there seemed to be countless gods.
It's a pity that the soft-covered volume is a fragment, with little content and missing many key records. Qin Xiaotian sighed. If it were a complete soft-covered volume, he could get more useful information, but even so, he was quite satisfied and said: "La
Heduman, what do you want?"
"It's an honor for Lahedu to meet the master. I don't dare to ask for anything."
Qin Xiaotian and Ji Wuya looked at each other, neither of them expected that this guy was so smart. Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll give you a bottle of elixir that can improve your cultivation. Well, it's the Marrow Cleansing Pill! In addition, you should be good at using it.
For fire spells, I’ll give you a magic weapon!”
There are three marrow-cleansing pills in a bottle, which are enough for Lahe Duman to use. The magic weapon is a red bead the size of an egg. Lahe Duman showed an expression of ecstasy as soon as he touched the bead. Although he didn't know what kind of treasure it was, he was
The fire mage, of course, understood that it contained pure flames, "Thank you, master."
Qi Mo'er suddenly became anxious. He was also a fire magician. Of course he could feel the flames in the red beads, plus the elixir that could improve his cultivation. How could he not be greedy? He was extremely jealous in his heart. The more anxious he became, the more he thought.
It's agile, shouting: "I know...I know..."
Ji Wuya said: "What is the ghost's name?"
Qin Xiaotian asked: "What do you know?" (To be continued)