The territory of Wanluo Mansion is larger than that of Tianjiang Mansion, at least twice as large.
However, there are fewer sects in Wanluo Mansion than in Tianjiang Mansion. There are only four. One of them is Wanluo Sect, which is an intermediate-level sect. There is a royal power that is not inferior to Wanluo Sect. The other two are
The other one is the Yinluo Sect, a subsidiary sect of Qingling Sect and Wanluo Sect.
The Wanluo Sect alone occupies a small half of the area and resources of the entire Wanluo Prefecture, which is almost equivalent to the area and resources of the entire Tianjiang Prefecture. It is astonishing. The more sufficient supply of resources has provided strong assistance to the development of the Wanluo Sect.
But the center of Wanluo Mansion is Wanluo City.
The huge ancient city stands on the earth, and the black city walls are full of vicissitudes of time and majestic like mountains.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong walked into Wanluo City.
Wanluo City is larger than Tianjiang City. The wide streets paved with black stone slabs look solemn and solemn. There are many shops on the left and right sides of the street, and pedestrians come and go. It looks very lively and prosperous.
Chen Zong walked along the wide street, his eyes quickly scanning, grasping the surroundings and the movements of the pedestrians.
Stopped in front of a large restaurant, turned around, and walked into the restaurant. At a glance, the lobby was almost full of people.
"Objective, please go to the third floor. There is still room." The waiter from the restaurant immediately ran over and greeted him warmly.
There were two empty tables left on the third floor, and Chen Zong randomly chose one to sit down at.
"Objectively, what would you like to eat?" the waiter bowed and asked.
"What special dishes do you have, please bring me a bottle of fine wine." Chen Zong said with a slight smile.
"Okay, objectively please wait a moment, I guarantee you will be satisfied." The waiter was obviously very confident in the food and wine of his restaurant.
After a while, the waiter brought several exquisite-looking and generous meat dishes and a jug of fine wine.
"Objective, please use it slowly. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be right there." The waiter said with a smile.
Chen Zong nodded, Mansi picked up the jade-white chopsticks in an orderly manner, and poured himself a glass of wine, the aroma was overflowing.
After eating half of the meal, Chen Zong summoned the waiter.
"Objective, what are your orders?" the waiter bowed and asked.
"Is there any interesting place in Wanluo City?" Chen Zong asked casually.
"Interesting place?" The waiter was slightly startled and looked thoughtful. He looked at Chen Zong carefully for a few times and then said, "There is a miscellaneous market in Wanluo City, which is very famous."
"Miscellaneous market?" Chen Zong was slightly startled, a little confused, but also showed a bit of curiosity.
"Yes, Miscellaneous Market." The clerk was originally just testing, but Chen Zong's reaction made him convinced, so he explained.
The so-called miscellaneous market is a place dedicated to setting up stalls. It is very large. Because there are many people setting up stalls and they sell all kinds of things, it looks very mixed. Therefore, it is called miscellaneous market, which is a feature of Wanluo City.
In the miscellaneous market, you may buy third-level pseudo-spiritual weapons or even real spiritual weapons, and you may also buy worthless things. In short, the miscellaneous market is full of possibilities, which is what attracts many warriors to go there.
Chen Zong's interest increased greatly. After eating the food and wine, he took out some Lingbei and handed them to the waiter, then left the restaurant and walked to the so-called miscellaneous market.
The miscellaneous market is located in the north corner of Wanluo City. There are no tall buildings and pavilions. It is just a large open space with many stalls in it. It seems to be orderly but also a bit messy.
With people coming and going and the sound of bargaining, Chen Zong felt like it was a market for ordinary people, which made Chen Zong feel even more interesting.
Taking a step forward, Chen Zong stepped into this miscellaneous market. The black land made this miscellaneous market a bit more mysterious.
"Come quickly, the treasure is hidden here."
"With only a hundred spirit shells for each item, you may get a fake spiritual weapon."
Even a first-level pseudo-spiritual weapon is worth more than a hundred spirit shells, so it is naturally very attractive. Of course, the possibility of obtaining a pseudo-spiritual weapon is very low.
Chen Zong walked over one by one and glanced at each stall casually. There were weapons, but they looked very old, as if they were dug out of the soil, some were clay pots, and there were all kinds of weird things.
thing.
"Young man, come and take a look. I have all the good things dug out from the ruins of Wanxiang." An old man as thin as a monkey with his small eyes shining brightly fell on Chen Zong's face, smiling.
greeted.
Chen Zong didn't answer, but he stopped and looked carefully.
Chen Zong had heard of the ruins of Wanxiang. It was a huge ruin located on the edge of Wanluo Mansion, right at the junction of Wanluo Mansion and Jinghong Mansion. It was rumored that it was caused by a war a long time ago.
There were countless casualties in that war, which turned the land, palaces, etc. into ruins. Therefore, many treasures were buried in it.
However, after years of excavation, most of the treasures have been found and taken away, and most of what is left behind are things of little value.
Even so, there are still people who continue to search inside. Maybe with a burst of luck, they can find something good. It is rumored that just a few years ago, someone found a low-grade spiritual weapon in the ruins of Vientiane and sold it for a sky-high price.
, as a result, more and more people have entered the Wanxiang Ruins in recent years, and they have really found a lot of good things. As a result, the things found in the Wanxiang Ruins are often very popular.
Therefore, many people use the name of Wanxiang Ruins when setting up stalls.
Of course, Chen Zong didn't know this. With a little interest, he looked at the old man's stall carefully, and a hint of cunning flashed in the old man's eyes.
Naturally, some of the things on his stall came from the Ruins of Vientiane, but very few, and they were only on the edge of the Ruins of Vientiane. As we all know, the deeper you go into the Ruins of Vientiane, the greater the chance of getting good things. Of course, the greater the danger.
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The ruins of Vientiane are not that easy to break into.
"Another one is about to be deceived." The people at the other stalls glanced at Chen Zong and said secretly, but they did not point it out. This is the rule here. If it is pointed out, it is equivalent to interrupting other people's business, and then it will not be done in the future.
You will be interrupted by others and become a mess.
"Young man, look at this compass. I feel that it contains a lot of secrets. Unfortunately, I am old and my talent is limited. I can't see anything. You must be a genius." The old man picked up a palm-sized black piece.
The compass, there is still a lot of dirt on the compass, it looks very old: "Maybe you can understand the secrets from it."
Chen Zong was unmoved, and the old man patiently promoted the products one by one.
In fact, Chen Zong couldn't understand it.
Although compared with many people, his own knowledge accumulation is very powerful, but the knowledge is endless, too much, and requires continuous learning. In terms of identifying treasures, Chen Zong is obviously lacking.
If you don't understand something yourself, you can't pretend to understand it, otherwise you'll just pretend to be a fool without knowing it.
No matter how the other party promoted it, Chen Zong remained unmoved, because Chen Zong knew very well that the other party's purpose was to make money from himself.
Seeing that Chen Zong was not getting enough, the old man was also helpless. He was already very eloquent, but his mouth was dry when he spoke. The other party still didn't express anything, so he could only stop and let the other party see and do what he said.
Be mentally prepared for not being able to make money from the other party.
After searching around, Chen Zong picked up something. It was a silver-white fragment, about the length of a thumb. From the looks of it, it should be the tip of a sword. The tip of the sword was broken for unknown reasons. The tip of the sword was broken.
There are a few black marks on it, as if it had grown on it from the beginning.
Holding the tip of the sword with his fingers, Chen Zong was a little curious about the black marks on it.
"Haha, you have such good eyesight, little friend. You even found the best treasure in my stall." The old man's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "This sword tip is the tip of a real spiritual weapon. It is
Found from the center of the ruins of the universe, it is said to be the sword of a sword king. You know the sword king, that is an amazing existence."
Hearing this, Chen Zong smiled slightly, but did not respond to the other party. Based on what the old man said, Chen Zong knew that the other party did not have a clear concept of the title Sword King.
The king of martial arts is the one who reaches the limit of the human realm and can be called the invincible existence of the human realm. As for the sword king, it is said that he needs to have profound attainments in the line of swordsmanship. His realm has already surpassed the integration of body and sword.
level.
"How much does this sword tip cost?" Perhaps because he was reborn after getting the mysterious sword tip in his early years and embarked on such a thorny road, Chen Zong had an inexplicable fondness for this sword tip and asked for the first time.
The old man's eyes suddenly glowed.
I asked about the price, which is a good thing.
"My little friend also knows that the origin of this sword tip is very important and not easy. It is a valuable treasure, and its price will naturally not be cheap." The old man said with a smile.
"Speak directly." Chen Zongdao said, this old man is only at the sixth level of the True Martial Realm.
"Haha." The old man's eyelids trembled. At that moment, Chen Zong exuded a sharp edge, which chilled the old man. His tone was more cautious: "As long as ten thousand spirit shells, this sword tip will be yours."
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Hearing what the old man said, Chen Zong didn't say anything, but the stall owners of other nearby stalls were startled. They all secretly said that the old man was greedy, and the old man was very worried.
Ten thousand spirit shells!
This is a pretty high price.
Of course, compared to the spiritual weapon, it is insignificant, but it is just the tip of the sword, not a complete spiritual weapon.
Chen Zong put down the sword tip with a half-smile. Of course he could get ten thousand spirit shells. However, he wanted to buy this sword tip out of curiosity and didn't see any difference.
Naturally, it is impossible to act as a victim.
"One hundred spirit shells." Chen Zong said directly after putting down the tip of his sword.
"Nine thousand spirit shells, no more." The old man said through gritted teeth. Chen Zong didn't speak again and turned around.
Following Chen Zong's footsteps, the old man lowered the price again and again.
"Okay, a hundred is a hundred." Finally, the old man had to say. Chen Zongfang turned around, took out a hundred spirit shells and handed them to the old man, and also took the tip of the sword.