Of course, it is not a real tree, but a tree formed by the inner gang.
"Boy! Concentrate your energy and charge!" At this time, Kumu Tong suddenly hit Tang Wentian's spiritual cover with his palm.
Tang Wen was shocked and felt that his head was suddenly hit by a sledgehammer, and it seemed that it was broken open.
Suddenly, a terrifying air current rushed in.
"Destroy your technique, rush!" Kumu Tong shouted, and the scorching air flow became stronger and stronger, moving around along the path of Tang Wen's Tianhe Shenmu Jue.
In fact, Tang Wen was just the guide.
But in fact, it was controlled by the air flow of the dead tree. The air flow began to break through seven or eight holes.
However, it was soon blocked.
"Rush, rush, if you can't rush through, you will explode and die." Kumu Tong's voice came again.
Tang Wen tried his best, his strength reached the limit, his eyes were bloodshot, like a hungry wolf from the north, but he still couldn't break through.
"Open your mouth!" Tang Wen opened his mouth in the dead wood passage. A red pill was flicked into Tang Wen's mouth by the dead wood passage and went down his throat.
Suddenly, my stomach seemed to be on fire, and it started to boil.
A terrifying force of medicine melted and rushed to the whole body, and Tang Wen yelled, "Ah!"
Click!
Finally, the air flow rushed over, circled around the whole body, and finally was absorbed into the Dantian, and the newly sprouted tree seemed to have grown two young leaves.
The landowner's space lit up, and his skill level was updated again: the early stage of the fifth level.
Oh my god! Happiness comes too suddenly.
Ku Mu Tong asked him to stay and practice with him for a month. It turned out that he wanted to benefit him.
"Thank you, senior." Tang Wen thanked him with his hands.
"You kid, I ate a few cans of yours, drank a few bottles of wine, and spent five years of my skills. I'll give it all back to you. I owe you nothing!" Ku Mu Tong's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. It seemed that , he suffered a great loss.
Looking to the side, all the practicing warriors around him were frightened by Tang Wen's scream and stopped.
Hearing Kumu Tong speak like this, everyone cast envious glances.
"Brother, five years of skill is worth at least fifty middle-grade spiritual stones." Someone said.
"You are wrong. Senior is a first-level master. Five years of skill is definitely worth a hundred middle-level spiritual stones." Another thin man shook his head.
"How can skill be measured by spirit stones? Skill is priceless."
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"Brother, what on earth is that can of champagne of yours?" the fat man from before asked curiously.
"It's such a wonderful thing that I'm obsessed with it. Boy, let's finish it and give me a few more bottles and cans," Kumiki said.
"Yes, yes!" Tang Wen nodded and took out ten cans and ten bottles of wine. Kumu Tong was not polite and put them all into the void bag. He stood up and said, "I'll take the first step."
"Brother, how many spiritual stones are there in a jar?" the fat man asked.
"One pill for a jar, one pill for a bottle of champagne," Tang Wen said.
"Give me a jar." The fat man said nothing and handed Tang Wen two middle-grade spiritual stones.
Damn it! I mean low-grade spiritual stone??
"Brother, we are all here by fate today. A bottle of champagne, a jar of caviar and one medium-grade spiritual stone are enough." Tang Wen gave one to the fat man.
"No need to pay it back, just give me another one." The fat man shook his head and said, of course Tang Wen had no objection.
Down below, you have a jar and I have a jar. Tang Wen collected about a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in one go.
"Seniors, in addition to cans and champagne, I also have instant noodles here. They are cooked as soon as you soak them. They are delicious and very convenient to carry around." Tang Wen immediately took out a few packages of Master Kong's large bucket noodles, took out an iron pot, and added
Add water, light the small bottle of gas, and put the feed bag in after the water boils...
After this series of divine operations, these ancients were stunned to see it.
Soon, a smell came, and many people swallowed their saliva.
"Come on, come on, everyone has a small bowl. Try it first. If you are satisfied, then buy it. If you are not satisfied, don't buy it."
For a moment, the sound of eating noodles could be heard in the tower.
"Brother Tang, how much does a barrel of this cost?"
"A low-grade spiritual stone."
"I want five barrels."
"I want three barrels."
"Here are ten barrels."
It seems that a low-grade spiritual stone is too cheap for these 'rich people'. It seems that different levels have different perspectives.
In Wu Zi's eyes, a low-grade spiritual stone is quite expensive, but in front of these big guys, it is like a jelly bean.
After a while, hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones were put into Tang Wen's pocket.
Below, this guy started selling mirrors, lipsticks, and perfumes with his sharp tongue.
"Brothers, think about it, you can give your wife a small round mirror when you go home. If you are not married, you can give it to your lover. If you are married, you can give it to your sweetheart. Also, you can give it to your daughter or the sister next door... It's not expensive, one for each.
A low-grade spiritual stone.”
Several hundred more spiritual stones were put into his pocket. This money seems to be too much money.
That's because most of the third-grade and above experts who can cultivate at the second level still have some money in their pockets, unlike that poor guy like Wu Zi.
Tang Wen never expected in his wildest dreams that he would not only improve his skills in Tianbao Pagoda, but also earn hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones and more than a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
It seems that business opportunities are everywhere. This place should be regarded as the middle-level circle of Xuanwu City's martial arts circle.
The upper circle is the level of warriors who are super-grade, innate, nourishing Qi, gathering Yuan, and Tong Nian.
As for Ningshen, the realm of divine consciousness is naturally at the top level, while the lower level should be warriors below the fourth level.
After leaving the tower, Tang Wen discovered that it happened to be morning, and Tang Wen was very tired from more than a month of intense training.
If it weren't for Kumu Tong watching over him, Tang Wen probably wouldn't have been able to get out of the tower.
There were several times on the way that Tang Wen wanted to give up, but Kumu Tong forcefully caught him back. For more than a month, Kumu Tong actually kidnapped Tang Wen to practice.
This guy first went to Wujiabao to call Wu Zi out and asked him to go shopping with him, taking this opportunity to travel to another world.
Soon, I found several shops selling elixirs, so I walked in for a walk.
He was surprised to find that there were many elixirs here, and they were much cheaper than those in Chu.
For example, a low-grade Peiyuan Pill in Chu State costs ten taels of silver, but here there are only two or three taels of silver.
The Qi Condensing Pill cost thirty taels of silver in Chu country, but it only costs eighty taels here, so the price difference is not small.
If you take the elixir here and sell it back to Chu State, the profit will be considerable.
Of course, Tang Wen has no plans to pour out the Teng Dan at the moment.
Because, as the number of subordinates increases, the number of elixirs needed also increases exponentially, and one must first satisfy his own needs.
Tang Wenzheng was about to ask his son to come over and buy a batch first, but was stopped by Wu Zi.
"Senior, do you want a large quantity?" Wu Zi asked.
"A few thousand," Tang Wen replied.
"I'll take you to a place that's cheaper than here." Wu Zi said, taking Tang Wen out of the store.
After walking for a long time, I saw a huge circular building in a relatively remote place.
However, there was a lot of traffic in front of the house and it seemed very lively.
"Medicine Pavilion? Who opened it?" Tang Wen asked.
"It was prescribed by Zhuge Ming, the great pharmacist of the generation a hundred years ago. Zhuge Ming was a great philanthropist. He practiced medicine to help the world throughout his life, and often did not charge for it.
Therefore, the elixirs in the Medicine Pavilion he founded are all at low prices.
Some of the elixirs and medicinal materials sold in the store you just saw are wholesaled here.
Of course, they are also sold at retail here. However, if it is sold at retail, the price difference is not particularly big.
After all, business has business rules.
For example, the low-grade Peiyuan Pill you saw just now sells for two taels of silver each in a store, but retails for one or two eight cents here.
However, if you buy more, thousands of pieces or something, you can buy them for one, two or five cents of silver." Wu Zi said.
"The price difference isn't big," Tang Wen said.
"Although I'm not short of money, senior, I'd rather save money if I can, right?" Wu Zi said with a slight smile on his face.