Zhang Wenchang soon came to an alley. This was a free market. Most of them were a group of casual cultivators, exchanging items here. There were also some children from holy places and aristocratic families who came here to try their luck and pick up things.
In a medicinal area, Zhang Wenchang saw several rare medicinal materials such as Jade Snake Orchid, Blood Jade Ginseng, Dragon Blood Fruit, Fire Moon God Lotus, and Seven-leaf Ivy. He was of great use to those middle and low-level practitioners.
And in those places where materials are sold, I saw Sanyin True Water, Yellow Spring Water, Green Bronze Essence, Purple Jade, Star Iron, Lightning Strike Wood, Xuanyang Baoyu, Golden Crystal Sand... which can be regarded as materials with their own magical uses.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the small scale, but it was like a sparrow, with all the internal organs and a lot of high-quality materials.
He also bought some materials and medicinal materials one after another.
Unknowingly, he spent 100,000 pure sources. Although he bought all the materials he needed to refine the formation and practice, the cost he spent after going around was beyond his expectation. It cost more than he imagined.
Much.
"Little brother, come to me and see what materials you need!" An old man looked at Zhang Wenchang with a smile. He seemed to have set his sights on Zhang Wenchang, a big business owner, and wanted to make some pure sources from him.
"The materials I have here are absolutely of the highest quality. Even some holy masters and extremely powerful magic weapons can be made as long as the cultivation level is high."
"This little brother looks heroic and restrained. He will definitely become a Holy Lord and a very powerful figure in the future. Why not buy some materials here first and prepare to refine weapons."
In Beidou at this time, the top masters on the surface are those who are at the level of Immortal II, while those Holy Lords and top experts are those in the later stages of Immortal II.
This old man complimented Zhang Wenchang for being able to become an extremely powerful person, which was definitely the highest praise.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the shrewd old man who looked like a businessman. Although his cultivation was not high, he was really smooth in selling things.
"Oh, am I really that powerful? I heard that the rules of heaven and earth are about to undergo major changes, and practice will become easier and easier. In the future, won't I have to break through to the ultimate power, and even go one step further to become a saint? Your material is a bit
I can’t keep up with my potential.”
"Do you have the materials to make a holy weapon?"
"This little brother, who uses top-notch materials for refining holy weapons, has long been regarded by major holy places and aristocratic families. Once he appears, there will inevitably be fierce competition. How can a casual cultivator like me get his turn?"
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"Have you ever seen those top-quality materials for refining extreme weapons? For example, fairy gold?"
"I'm really not bragging. Although I don't have those top-notch materials, I have seen those fairy gold and those holy weapon materials."
"I participated in an auction that year, and a piece of mutton-fat jade magic iron the size of a human head and a piece of fairy tears green gold the size of a fingernail were all sold for sky-high prices."
"That was decades ago. People from the Holy Land and the aristocratic families fought fiercely for it. It must have been trained into a magic weapon by now."
Seeing that the old man was so talkative and the prices were fair, Zhang Wenchang chose a few things from him.
Zhang Wenchang also carefully explored the old man, and he didn't look like a hidden master or a hidden grandfather.
It feels like an ordinary low-level practitioner, who has practiced all his life and lived hundreds of years, has only reached the realm of Taoism.
Of course, if he is like Li Ruoyu or Wei Yi, he likes to be weak, dying, unable to take a breath, and about to belch. That is their hobby, or that is their way of training and experience.
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If you really meet this kind of special old man, Zhang Wenchang probably didn’t say anything.
Not long after Zhang Wenchang left here, he came to a huge lake.
This lake is very strange. Its water is as milky white as milk.
This white milk lake, when viewed from a high altitude, looks like a piece of white suet jade, and its shape is like an eye.
Zhang Wenchang saw many practitioners by the lake breathing spiritual energy and practicing continuously.
His heart moved, he walked to the lake and took a handful of water.
Sure enough, as expected, strands of spiritual energy emanated from it. Zhang Wenchang could feel that this spiritual energy should be emanating from the dragon's veins.
Soon the spiritual energy inside was absorbed, and the handful of water became crystal clear and turned into ordinary water again.
A young man who was meditating looked at Zhang Wenchang observing the water there and said with a smile: "Is this your first time here, fellow Taoist? The water of this lake is like milk and the shape is like an eyeball. It is called Bull's Eye Lake."
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"The spiritual energy here is abundant and interconnected with the underground dragon veins. The spiritual energy is endless. It can be said to be a treasured place for spiritual practice."
"Many people are practicing here, absorbing spiritual energy, polishing their own wheel and Tao palace, and striving to go further. You see, some disciples from holy places and aristocratic families are also here, trying to absorb more spiritual energy."
Zhang Wenchang nodded. After all, there are only a few practitioners in this world with sufficient resources, and there are also a few practitioners with high talents.
Most practitioners are still ordinary and ordinary, like the six caves in the Yan Kingdom. They live for hundreds of years and polish their life, but they are just wandering around in the secret realm of the wheel and sea.
They lack qualifications and don't have so many natural resources, so they can only look for some free resources to use, such as public lakes like this one.
Zhang Wenchang believes that every practitioner is unwilling to be inferior to others and has the dream of constantly breaking through the realm.
But this world is like this, very unfair. Some people are born with divine bodies and royal bodies. One day of practice can be worth others' months and years of practice.
With a special physique, not only can you practice quickly and absorb spiritual energy quickly, but you can also store more spiritual energy.
And those with ordinary physiques, ordinary mortal bodies, simply cannot bear that much spiritual energy. Not to mention the slow absorption speed, they cannot store that much spiritual energy.
Although some extraordinary mortal bodies are not weaker than the so-called special physiques, most mortal bodies can only barely practice.
Zhang Wenchang looked at these, ordinary practitioners who practiced silently, and sighed in his heart. If he had not eaten the fruit of the Nine Wonders of the Immortal Medicine and improved his physical condition, he would be like now, with such smooth cultivation, rapid improvement in cultivation, and physical fitness.
It also improved rapidly.
On this lake, there are huge palaces floating, which are the two largest auction houses.
As the two most powerful extreme forces in the Southern Territory, Yaoguang Holy Land and the Ji Family are the owners of the two largest auction houses.
Of course there are auction houses in other Holy Lands here, but the scale is naturally not as good as theirs.
Some people may think that since the Holy Land and the aristocratic families do not lack those divine sources, why not reserve all those materials instead of auctioning them off?
Zhang Wenchang was confused about this issue at first, but later he understood it. This is a simple business behavior. Sell your excess things and buy what you need. Even a powerful force with a long history cannot just sit back and have nothing.
