In this way, these people can live here without being confiscated by the underworld.
When Tao Xiaowu heard this, he was surprised: "I actually wandered so far away, and I am no longer within the scope of Hengxia City!"
The jurisdiction of the Hengting Ghost Uncle is thousands of miles away. Outside this range, other Yinsi Ghost Uncles are under his jurisdiction.
But it's no wonder that both the underworld and the underworld are not completely material worlds, and their spatial relationship with the material world is different.
This thought flashed past, and then Tao Xiaowu thought of the spiritual iron mine here.
"No wonder I searched and searched but couldn't find any spiritual iron ore. I originally thought it was scattered throughout the underworld, but it turned out to be the same as in the human world.
It’s just that this ghost brought me here, what does this mean?”
I heard the armored ghost laugh and say: "Actually, I still have some spiritual iron ore left here to supply the City of Copper. If you are interested in the sacrificial wine, I will decide to send some sacrificial wine later.
If you need wine for sacrifice, you can also buy it in large quantities. I’ll wait for the price here to be cheaper..."
Tao Xiaowu suddenly realized why the armored ghost was so attentive and friendly all of a sudden. He still felt that the two sides were unrelated.
I originally thought it was the name of Yangfuhou Mansion, but now it seems that it is more than that!
However, Tao Xiaowu was indeed very interested in the Ling Iron Mine, and this trip to Huangquan was mainly for this reason.
Therefore, he couldn't help but ask: "Then how to buy and sell this spiritual iron ore?"
The armored ghost suddenly became energetic. Although they carried the city under the copper to hide the spiritual iron ore, there was no market for it.
The underworld is barren, their spiritual valley has no foundation in the Yang world, and they have no incense to offer, so they need to exchange it for spiritual iron ore.
Seeing that Tao Xiaowu seemed to be a potential customer, he gave it a try. Seeing that Tao Xiaowu was interested, he immediately said: "I can exchange it for incense, spiritual food, luck, etc.!"
Tao Xiaowu thought about it and found that he didn't have any of these things.
Of course he doesn't have any incense.
And luck is not enough on its own, let alone consume it at will, so as not to cause disaster. Of course, the most important thing about this luck is the disaster of hell!
As for spiritual food, although the mage can change it, it is not a rootless tree or water. It requires the mage to bless it with magic power...
A small amount is fine, but if the amount is large, aren’t you prepared to squeeze yourself dry?
Needless to say, the exchange for spiritual iron ore will be in large quantities.
If it's less, didn't they say they could give it to you casually?
Thinking of this, Tao Xiaowu was still a little embarrassed.
But when he looked around, an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he smiled and said: "Yes, let me see why you only mine spiritual iron ore in Linggu without smelting it?"
The armored ghost's face froze, and he sighed and said: "The craftsmen and furnaces required to refine spiritual iron are not available here!"
In fact, there is a more important reason, that is, Copper City does not allow
They refine spiritual iron by themselves!
Tao Xiaowu knew it well and said with a smile: "I happen to have the means to refine witchcraft here..."
Before he finished speaking, the armored ghost was already overjoyed and said to Tao Xiaowu: "You still have the ability to sacrifice wine. Come, come, let's talk in detail over the wine table!"
This thing is really realistic!
Tao Xiaowu couldn't help but think of an ancient joke. Su Dongpo went to a monk's temple to play, and the monk invited him to drink tea.
After chatting for a while, I found that he was a good talker, so I asked the apprentice to serve tea.
When he found out that he was a layman from Dongpo, he was shocked and called for some good tea.
After Su Dongpo left, the monk asked Su Dongpo to write a poem.
As a result, layman Dongpo wrote: "Tea, serve tea, serve good tea. Sit down, please sit down, please sit down!"
Of course, this is just a complaint in my mind. This story may have been made up by some ancient literati who was influenced by monks and made it up for entertainment.
The complaints in my heart did not delay Tao Xiaowu and the Dongpo layman at all...
Ah, it was this armored ghost that came to the main building of Linggu together.
In a short time, these important figures in the Spiritual Valley came to see him one after another, and they were polite and attentive.
And get ready for a banquet!
This shows that the life of these ghost soldiers in Huangquan Linggu is really not that good?
Not only is it inferior to the great clans of the Underworld, but it can even be said to be quite miserable.
You can actually see it from all the details in this spiritual valley!
However, even Tao Xiaowu didn't expect that these guys were so poor that they even offered a glass of water to their guests.
Although it was said to be a banquet at this time, in fact there was just a glass of water in front of Tao Xiaowu.
"This Nima's Linggu can be considered a force after all. Although it's a bit miserable, it shouldn't even be able to provide things for guests, right?"
Tao Xiaowu complained in his heart, but he would not show it. When he was a guest in someone else's home, he would never dislike their hospitality. This is a basic human quality, right?
He picked up the glass of water and took a sip. He immediately felt a cold thread going straight into his abdomen, cleansing his soul.
The efficacy is comparable to that of Taisu Yuehua True Water produced by Tao Xiaowu through magical rituals.
Even more so than that!
"This is……"
"The Spiritual Valley is barren, and there is nothing good to offer to entertain guests. This is a glimpse of cold spring water in the Spiritual Valley, but it is only of some benefit to the Soul God..." The armored ghost said with a smile.
Watching Tao Xiaowu drink up the Linggu Cold Spring in one gulp, he clapped his hands, and immediately maids filed in and served him wine and food.
Although it is not exquisite, it still maintains the rough style of the military camp, with large pieces of meat and wine.
Tao Xiaowu was not very interested in these things at first, but when they were presented to him, Tao Xiaowu let out a sigh.
Originally, the food from the underworld was just an illusion of power. No matter what kind of delicacies it was, even the liver and marrow of dragons and phoenixes were just average.
Tao Xiaowu is proficient in this. A bowl of white rice can be turned into a table of spiritual food, wine and meat.
It's just that they are all just fake goods. No matter what they transform into, they are just for that little bit of inspiration!
Of course, if you are like Gu Xiguo or Yinsi Guibo, you have a profound foundation and boundless financial resources.
The spiritual food used to entertain guests contains profound wisdom. Even if Tao Xiaowu eats it, it will be of great benefit.
As for this spiritual valley, which is so barren, I guess that cold spring is already the most valuable thing that I can get my hands on, right?
However, the water from Linggu Cold Spring is indeed a good thing, and Tao Xiaowu is thinking about how to ask for some.
However, when I accidentally noticed the large portions of meat and vegetables served, I was slightly surprised.
"Is this not an ordinary spiritual food?" Tao Xiaowu couldn't help but ask.
The armored ghost smiled and said: "Although our valley is in this barren land of Huangquan and life is difficult, there are always good things to rely on and eat from the mountains! These are just some, please use the sacrificial wine!"
Everyone has a tendency to show off. Seeing Tao Xiaowu surprised at this moment made all the ghost generals in Linggu happy.