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Chapter 65 Blood Refining Ginseng

One day later, Wei Zong came to Baiyang Valley, the place where the secret realm of Baiyang was rumored to appear.

This place is surrounded by mountains, lush and lush with trees. It is indeed a good place.

At this time, there is still some time before the Baiyang Secret Realm appears.

After finding a random place, Wei Zong was going to take a rest first.

Although it is still early, there are not many people gathered here, and it has even formed a market, with people hawking everywhere.

Wei Zong walked toward the most densely populated area. There were many people talking, so it was easy to inquire about the situation.

"A tortoise-shell talisman can withstand a full-strength attack from a powerful person in the spiritual sea. It only requires a thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

"High-grade spiritual martial arts, crazy killing, six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, if you are interested, buy them quickly."

"Advanced material, Xuanfeng Wood. If you don't need spirit stones, exchange them with lightning attribute materials of the same level."



As soon as he arrived here, Wei Zong heard all kinds of cries.

He casually walked around the market and was a little disappointed, it was not in line with his expectations.

It's not that the things here are not good, it's that there are no real treasures. Come to think of it, there are so many treasures in the world that he can see, and the probability of them appearing here is really very small.

However, there are a lot of medicinal materials for body refining. He can buy a batch of them to prepare for the future practice of the Immortal Sword Body. Last time he got a lot of medicinal materials from the killer girl, but they were all consumed quickly. It has to be said that this

The Immortal Sword Body is really a big consumer of resources. So, take advantage of the moment and collect as much as you can.

As for the issue of spirit stones, after so many battles, he has gained a lot of spirit stones. Now the spirit stones in the Sumeru Ring are piled up in piles. He is too lazy to count how many there are. Of course, these are only low-grade spirit stones.

There are much fewer middle-grade spiritual stones and high-grade spiritual stones.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

When he came to a stall, Wei Zong picked up a medicinal plant and asked.

The owner of this stall is a somewhat shrewd middle-aged man. When he saw the medicinal materials Wei Zong picked up, his eyes lit up.

"Guest, you are really discerning. This blood-refining ginseng is the only body-refining medicine for body cultivators, and the blood-refining ginseng I have here is the finest among the blood-refining ginsengs, so..."

"Stop talking nonsense, how can we sell it?" Wei Zong frowned.

"Uh..." The boss was interrupted, and he smiled awkwardly: "The guest is really quick to talk, so how about this, I won't make you more money, just eight hundred spiritual stones per plant, how about that?"

He carefully observed Wei Zong's expression and saw that he didn't express anything. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, thinking that the price had been raised.

However, to his surprise, Wei Zong did not negotiate the price.

"Eight hundred and one plants, right? I want these four plants. How about I take them all and give you three thousand spiritual stones?"

"Okay, okay, of course." The boss was overjoyed. This was a big deal. He took Wei Zong's spiritual stone and prepared to hand it to him the medicinal materials.

At this time, a big furry hand came across and blocked the medicinal materials handed over by the boss. At the same time, a rough voice rang in his ears.

"Hold on! I want this medicinal material."

A huge shadow enveloped the two of them. The boss looked along the arm and saw that the owner of the arm was an extremely strong man. He was nine feet tall and his arms were thicker than other people's thighs. His explosive muscles were shining.

With a metallic luster, he looked like a warrior who focused on refining his body, and his strength was astonishing.

Following his movements, the terrifying muscles on his body also squirmed. The boss swallowed secretly when he saw such a vicious person.

The big man looked at the boss and said in a rough voice: "I want your medicinal materials." After saying that, he put his big furry hands into his arms and prepared to take out the spirit stones to pay. As for Wei Zong on the side, he was ignored by him.

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The boss's throat rolled a few times, but he still said bravely: "This... guest, my blood-containing ginseng has been sold..."

"Um?"

The strong man glared at him, and a fierce aura hit his face, scaring the boss so much that he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Seeing this, Wei Zong stepped forward and blocked the strong man's breath.

"I've already bought this refined blood ginseng. If you want to buy it, go to another store."

Hearing Wei Zong speak, the strong man looked directly at Wei Zong for the first time.

"Boy, don't ask for trouble. It's not easy to break a few bones just for a few blood-refined ginseng plants." The strong man said coldly, his words full of threats.

"Oh? Really?" Wei Zong raised a dangerous smile on his lips.

"What, you don't believe it? Then I will let you see grandpa's fist." As he said that, the strong man strode towards Wei Zong. By the way, he grabbed Wei Zong with his palm as big as a cattail leaf. There is no doubt that if an ordinary person was hit by

With this palm, I'm afraid the skull will be smashed.

This strong man obviously had murderous intentions. Yes, in this lawless place, people die when they die. If it weren't for the fact that all the cities and towns here are controlled by several major forces, they have issued an order not to rob.

I'm afraid that some of the small stall owners here have long been robbed of their goods. But as a price, each stall owner has to hand over part of his income to several major forces. Of course, if you are strong enough, you can ignore this.



Seeing the strong man's palm strike, Wei Zong didn't even look at him. It's not that Wei Zong looked down on him, it was because his level was too low, only in the middle stage of Tiangang. He didn't even look at who Wei Zong had fought with recently.

He killed the sea warriors one by one, and even the old monsters of Wanxiang were repelled by him. The mere Tiangang really made him unable to muster the energy to take action.

"too weak!"

Wei Zong didn't even move, letting him hit him with a palm.

One moment, the strong man was still grinning, and the next moment...

The strong man's expression changed drastically. He felt that what he was photographing was not flesh, but something like fine steel. What was even more frightening was that there was a strong counter-shock force coming from this "fine steel".

Click!

The crisp sound of broken bones was heard, and accompanied by a scream, the strong man flew backwards, making a small crater in the already weak ground. He covered his hands and broke out in cold sweat.

From Wei Zong's perspective, we can see that the strong man's arms have been completely bent, and the muscles are twisted into a weird arc. And his palms are even more miserable, dripping with blood, and even have bones sticking out. Obviously, his

The arm is useless.

Wei Zong sneered. His Immortal Sword Body was already considered an introduction to cultivation. He even dared to resist the attacks of ordinary spiritual sea masters. For a warrior in the middle Tiangang Middle Stage, if he dared to attack him, he would simply be seeking death.

He doesn't even need to do anything, the shock force alone is enough for him to drink a pot.

The boss on the side looked at him with dull eyes. This boy was simply too strong.

Wei Zong walked towards him and took out the original spirit stone, "Three thousand spirit stones and give me the blood-refining ginseng."

"Oh! Oh!" The boss reacted and quickly handed the things to him.

After taking the medicinal materials, Wei Zong left with satisfaction. He also wanted to visit other stalls to collect more medicinal materials. As for the strong man, he didn't bother to care. He just lost one of his hands, which was considered a minor injury.

As for whether the strong man would vent his anger on the stall owner, he probably wouldn't. There are rules set by several major forces, so he doesn't have the guts to do so.

There is another chapter in the afternoon


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