The Origin Stone Square of Taiwei Holy Land is not on Taiwei Mountain, but in a huge city at the foot of the mountain.
This city covers an area of millions of miles and is an open commercial area of Taiwei Holy Land. Here you will not only meet the disciples of Taiwei Holy Land, but also many sect members, disciples of aristocratic families, and even casual cultivators who come to purchase.
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Wang Xu used his magical power to transform himself into a middle-aged casual cultivator with a sallow complexion. While admiring the prosperity of Taiwei City, he headed towards the Source Stone Square in the city.
Why not use his true face, because the identity of the Holy Son is too troublesome, enough to attract the prying eyes of Taiwei Holy Land.
This time he came, but in order to make a fortune in silence, of course he entered the village quietly, not to shoot.
"Elder, this is Taiwei City. It's really big. It's bigger than our sect's headquarters."
"Junior sister, junior sister, don't run around, or I won't take you out next time."
"Sister, look at how beautiful this Zhu Chai is. It will look great on you."
"Young master, you have good eyesight. This Lei Wen sword is a second-level magic weapon created by Master Zhao. It not only has the ability to induce fatigue, but also has its own colored light. It is really beautiful at night. I only charge you a hundred kilograms of Origin Stone.
You really made a lot of money."
"Disciple, please don't run around. Master, I can't afford to offend anyone here. We are casual cultivators here, so we have to keep our tail between our legs."
"Ancestor, ancestor, I want this, can you buy it for me?"
Along the way, Wang Xu saw the university senior fellow student who was slapping his face in front of his junior sisters, the casual cultivator who was as timid as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and the arrogant Taiwei disciples.
, the arrogant-looking disciples of the aristocratic family are really all living beings.
And just as he was about to arrive at Origin Stone Square after walking two streets, a group of people blocking the roadside caught his eye.
"Hong Bin, this glazed lamp is the most precious treasure of your Natural Sect, but your Natural Sect actually sells it?"
"Ashamed, ashamed, I made you laugh and laugh."
At the intersection, there are many people on the three floors inside and three floors outside. It looks really lively.
Wang Xu walked up and took a look. It turned out to be a great sect called the Natural Sect, which was selling the holy weapons passed down by the ancestors.
"Good guy, even the holy soldiers were sold!"
A person standing next to Wang Xu said.
"what do you know!"
Another person said: "This natural gate has been glorious in the past. The founder of the religion, the natural saint, was a casual cultivator with a divine body. He struggled all the way and left a huge family fortune. Unfortunately,
The disciples are unfilial. In the past tens of thousands of years, the Natural Sect has been getting worse and worse, and now there is not even an emperor in the sect, and the holy soldiers cannot be defended without selling them."
Although the holy soldiers are not as good as the imperial soldiers and do not have the ability to suppress the holy land, they are still the foundation for the survival of the great religion.
The Natural Sect now only has the title of a great sect. There is not even a fifth-level emperor under the sect, and even the holy soldiers cannot save it.
I'm afraid, if the Natural Sect didn't sell the holy weapons, the ordinary man would have no fault of his own, and someone might have wiped him out on a dark and windy night.
This is not surprising. As the saying goes, a holy land is built with iron and a great religion is running smoothly. Once a great religion fails to take over, it is easy to say that it will fail.
"A disciple is incompetent and feels ashamed of his ancestors."
Looking at Elder Liu Xun, who was only in the middle of the fourth level and lost his soul, Wang Xu's understanding of the world of Tianwu became a little clearer.
The holy land is at its peak, the great sect is declining, the family is full of brothers and sisters, and the small sect is full of laughter.
There are many things that make up this colorful family, a world that he cannot see in the Holy Land of the First Demon.
"Master, why don't we sell it? We will definitely work hard to cultivate. Please don't sell the relics of our ancestor."
Facing the onlookers, more than a dozen disciples who had followed Liu Xun burst into tears one by one.
Wang Xu stood aside and watched quietly, looking at the crying female disciple of the Natural Sect, the helpless elders of the Natural Sect, and the onlookers who were watching the excitement and were not afraid of getting into trouble.
In the end, the glazed lantern was sold. The buyer was an emperor-level ancestor from a martial arts family. After buying the glazed lantern, he left in a hurry.
A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing natural sect costumes, watched the holy soldiers go away with tears in her eyes, as if she was a sister who could only watch her younger brother being given away in the years of natural disasters when her family could not afford to raise so many children.
Wang Xu didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that the girl would probably never forget this scene.
What can I do if I can't forget it? Unless the Natural Sect can produce another saint, or an invincible Holy Emperor of the same level, the possibility of welcoming back the Holy Soldiers is slim.
After watching for a while, Wang Xu left.
He is just a spectator, and he knows very well that life is like this with ups and downs. After all, people are not as good as a thousand days, and flowers are not as beautiful as a hundred days.
"Cut it, cut it, use the small to make a big difference, and make a fortune!"
The Source Stone Square in Taiwei City was abuzz with people. In addition to the disciples of Taiwei Holy Land, those who came here to bet on stones were also the sons of great sect elders, direct descendants of aristocratic families, or wealthy casual cultivators, and even young people who came to see the world.
Sect members.
Different from the Holy Land of the First Demon, the price of the Origin Stones in the Taiwei Holy Land is lower. The cheapest scrap Origin Stones have a starting price of only one or two sources, and even casual cultivators can afford them.
Why is it so cheap? Because the source stones are also different. Some source stones come from the Taichu ancient mine within three thousand miles, and some source stones come from ten thousand miles.
The closer you are to the core of the Taichu Ancient Mine, the higher the price of the source stones mined. Most of the source stones in Taiwei Holy Land come from 5,000 to 10,000 miles away, so naturally they will be much cheaper.
"Junior brother, junior sister, you should be careful. This is the legendary Origin Stone Workshop. Did you see that the shelves are full of Origin Stones? Well, this kind of ones are of slightly different quality, one or two Source Stones per piece, that kind
The better ones cost one kilogram. If the quality is good, the chance of finding something good is higher. If the quality is worse, the chance of finding something good is lower."
"Senior Brother, this is too expensive. One or two sources, one or two sources are enough for me to practice for a year."
"Eldest brother, look, someone just bought a piece of Origin Stone. That piece of Origin Stone costs three hundred kilograms. The leader doesn't have such a big deal!"
When Wang Xu entered Yuanshifang, there were three brothers and sisters from a small sect, blocking the door and talking loudly.
After taking a look at their clothes, there wasn't even a magic circle on their clothes, so I knew they were from a small place.
These people, with all their combined wealth, might not even have a kilogram of source. They can buy a few pieces of scrap source stones, cut them up happily, and then go back to the sect to brag.
Hundreds of people from one sect gathered together, listening with envious expressions to what the three of them had experienced in Taiwei City.
If it doesn't work well, even some elders who have never traveled far away will pretend not to care and eavesdrop. They will feel itchy when they hear it.
They are very poor, extremely poor, but who can say that they are unhappy?
"Sure enough, the source stones are mined from the outside. At first glance, there are very few good ones." Wang Xu opened an eye between his brows and glanced through the source stone workshop.
As you can see, most of the treasures sealed in the Source Stone are low-level elixirs of the second and third levels, and there are very few of them from the fourth level and above.
And just when he thought that the harvest from this trip would be very little and that he might return empty-handed, a piece of Originium placed on the bottom shelf of the scrap area, which looked like briquettes, caught his attention.
"What's this?"
Under Wang Xu's eyes, inside this piece of rubble as big as a fist and as big as a briquette, sat a crystal-clear stone man with five hearts facing the sky, the size of a thumb.
"Junior sister, when I came out this time, the master gave me five taels, of which I used one tael to treat you to a medicinal meal. We still have four taels left. Let's do this, one tael for you, one tael for Xiaoliuzi, and two taels for me, senior brother.
Let’s choose four Origin Stones.”
The three senior brothers and sisters, who could not afford to buy good goods, came to the waste rock area happily.
"Senior brother, how do you choose?"
The junior sister, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, looked at the hundreds of meters high shelves and struggled with countless Origin Stones.
The person who was called Senior Brother was minding his own business in selecting the Origin Stone. After hearing the sound, he replied indifferently: "Some masters know how to view the Origin. As for us, we can just watch. The Origin Stones here are all
It’s just one or two. If there is a chance, there will naturally be good things in it. If there is no chance, then it will be in vain.”
"Like This"
The junior sister looked at the many Origin Stones, tilted her head and thought about it, then picked up the Origin Stone that sealed the Stone Man.