Of course, Xie Duanyang also knew that the reason why he was able to find suitable spiritual materials so quickly was because this was the exchange under the jurisdiction of Spirit Beast Mountain.
Spiritual beast materials are naturally more abundant than other sects.
But it’s hard to say this.
After all, among the six sects of the Demon Dao, there is also the Yuling Sect, so the trophies they left behind will be what they need.
Thinking of this, Xie Duanyang couldn't help but sigh.
After all, the southern part of the sky is a continent. Even if you go several countries to the north, you will reach the boundless sea.
But there are only some ferocious sea beasts and unusual monsters inside.
Even if monks contract spiritual beasts, there are very few aquatic animals, otherwise this kind of fish skin would not be so hard to find.
If it were a sea of stars scattered across countless islands, I would probably be able to find out about it just by entering any store.
Now that the talisman paper is available, the only thing left is the spiritual ink.
This does not have to be produced by monsters and beasts, it can be made from spiritual plants or even minerals.
However, depending on the raw materials, the effectiveness of the "Incarnation Talisman" will also vary.
If you can't find the most suitable one, you can just settle for the next best thing.
Thinking in his mind, Xie Duanyang silently withdrew from this exchange and went to the nearby exchange belonging to Qingxumen.
Before I could turn around again, the sky started to darken, and the exchange suddenly became lively, with dozens more figures appearing.
It is not difficult to see from the damaged cassocks on their bodies and the evil spirit that has not dissipated.
These are the monks who have just completed their mission and returned from the depths of the Golden Drum Plain.
After a fierce battle, it was time for them to part with their loot and buy a few bottles of elixirs that could heal injuries and restore mana.
Then repair it along the way, or simply replace the magic weapon on your body.
Although they know that they have many things they urgently need, they can easily earn a large amount of spiritual stones by selling them.
But Xie Duanyang had just arrived and had no shortage of spiritual stones, so how could he be so anxious to do this?
After watching for more than half an hour, until the sky completely darkened, Xie Duanyang walked out of the exchange and returned to the area occupied by Spirit Beast Mountain.
He had already kept the layout of this place firmly in his mind, and without stopping, he ran straight to a remote corner that was very close to the Huadaowu station.
Release your spiritual consciousness, release it carefully, and search several times.
Then he got up in person, and after confirming with his five senses that no one was around, Xie Duanyang touched the corpse ring on his wrist and released Tu Xingsun.
Without any further instructions, just conveying the idea, Tu Xingsun pressed his hands to the ground, and the earthy yellow light circulated around him.
The mud surges up like water, solidifies into a wall, and then turns into stone under the influence of mana, turning into a limestone wall.
Not long after, a natural stone house rose from the ground and appeared in front of Xie Duanyang.
At the same time, he was not idle either. He fired out the array flags one after another, submerged them into the ground within a few feet, and set up a "Liuhe Flying Flower Array" specialized in protection.
The power of this formation is naturally far inferior to the "Inverted Five Elements Formation" on his body.
But the advantage is that it is small in area and consumes few spiritual stones. It can barely withstand one or two blows from the pill-forming monks, which is enough.
After doing this, Xie Duanyang breathed a sigh of relief and entered the house.
But instead of resting directly, he asked Tu Xingsun to dig out a secret room about ten feet square under the bed in the inner room.
After affixing a "masking charm" and watching the gap at the entrance close and turn into the same color as the surroundings, Xie Duanyang felt relieved and fell asleep with his eyes squinted.
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The next day, at dawn, Xie Duanyang woke up.
After walking out of the secret room, I stayed in the outer room for a long time. Everything was slightly decorated so that it didn't look like it had been unoccupied for a long time.
He didn't stop until the crowd outside became louder, and blended into the crowd without any surprise.
Yesterday, he visited Lingshou Mountain and Qingxu Gate Exchange. Xie Duanyang’s goal today is to visit all the remaining five exchanges.
It was a day without any surprises or any trouble. Only when the red sun set in the west did Xie Duanyang slowly return to the stone house.
Pinch the bottom of the storage bag and pour it down. Looking at the dazzling array of things covering the bed, Xie Duanyang couldn't help but sigh.
"Spending money is like running water!"
Not wanting to attract too much attention from others, Xie Duanyang exercised great restraint when he started to sweep the goods, but he couldn't bear the thought that there were too many rare goods here.
At the end of the day, I still put more than 700 spiritual stones out from my fingers.
Fortunately, they were scattered in various exchanges, and transactions of this amount were not considered outstanding here, so they did not attract anyone's attention.
But Xie Duanyang knew it well, and it was the first time he bought so many things.
From now on, it will be normal to spend three to four hundred, four to five hundred spirit stones each time and only buy one or two rare items.
"It seems like it's time to set up a stall as soon as possible."
Xie Duanyang made a secret decision.
He is good at refining weapons, and his net worth is quite rich among foundation-building monks, plus he robbed Wang Chan, a wealthy family.
In terms of spiritual stones alone, some monks who have just formed elixirs may not be able to match him.
Spending today is nothing to him, but it is not good to always make no progress.
Only by going in and out can it last long, and you can also get rid of the junk that you don't need.
Thinking in his heart, Xie Duanyang's hands had already put everything he had found out into place one by one, making the room tidy and empty again.
A formation was once again set up in the secret room to cover the fluctuations in aura, and Xie Duanyang carefully opened the green wooden box in the middle.
The six ink ingots exposed inside were revealed. The ink ingots were neither big nor small, and had a faint bluish-purple luster.
The texture on it is like smoke and fog, and it seems to be flowing slowly, like a living thing.
Although it is not even the lowest level magic weapon, its aura is as strong as most mid-level magic weapons.
Originally, Xie Duanyang planned to use purple ink from the deep sea that has been used for centuries.
But after walking around today, he knew that this thing was hard to find, so he had to settle for the next best thing and buy a box of ink ingots said to be from thousand-year-old pitch pine.
Although it has been around for thousands of years, Xie Duanyang's tree is probably only three to four hundred years old, and the Chinese pine tree is not a magical herb.
Therefore, the value is not as good as that of most Breitling Herbs, but the production technology is rare. Baiqiaoyuan, which comes from the Yunmeng Mountains of Xiguo, is considered a premium.
He took out the fist-sized red Luo Tian furnace and poured water into it. Then Xie Duanyang held the furnace cauldron in his left hand and held the ink in his right hand. He poured mana into it and steadily began to grind the ink.
I didn't stop until half the ink stick was used.
There is already less than half a furnace of ink as thick as oil in the furnace. Although it is ink color, when the light shines on it, it appears to be colorful.
Taking a long breath, Xie Duanyang put away the ink stick, raised the two index fingers of his right hand together, and drew hard on the palm of his left hand.
The blood, which has returned to a slightly reddish gold color, gushes out and flows into the ink.
The two parts of blood and ink are not consistent, and the Jingwei is clearly divided into upper and lower layers.
Estimating the weight, Xie Duanyang treated the wound, sealed the furnace door, held the Red Luo Heavenly Furnace in his palms, activated the "Gold Melting Technique", and slowly began to perform sacrifices.