As the largest Xiuxianfang City in the southern part of the Yun Kingdom among the Nineteen Kingdoms of the Eastern Wasteland, it has always had a lot of passenger traffic.
So when Chen Mobai stepped here, he didn't attract anyone's attention. Only two teenagers with first-level Qi training came forward. The two looked at each other as they stood up, and then one of them retreated and
This business was given to someone wearing sackcloth.
"Senior, do you need a guide? I know all the shops here and even the things sold at the street stalls set up today."
Chen Mobai looked at the man in front of him, who was about the same age as himself, and felt confused.
【Why is the cultivation level so low?】
If you were in the Immortal Sect, you would only be at the first level of Qi training at such an age, and you would not even be able to go to high school, and you would be dropped out of school.
Moreover, the spiritual energy value in this city is not low, it is at the level of mid-grade.
But he definitely wouldn't ask this question, but asked another question slightly awkwardly.
"Is there any charge?"
"Ten taels of gold a day will do."
Hearing this, Chen Mobai thought of the dozen pieces of gold he got from the old man's package, and understood that this was also the currency unit of immortal cultivators, but he didn't know how much gold could be exchanged for a spiritual stone.
He wanted to ask more, but he was afraid of exposing himself by asking these common sense questions, so he could only shake his head and refuse.
"Senior, think about it again. I also know some channels for selling stolen goods in this market."
Seeing Chen Mobai's refusal, the young man in Mai became a little anxious and said something that made Chen Mobai even feel ashamed.
Is it so lawless here?
Can you say this in broad daylight?
However, he was really short of money, so he could only refuse again, and then quickly left.
The boy in Mai looked at his back with a disappointed expression.
"Brother Liu, this guy looks fresh, but he seems to be in the advanced stage of Qi training, and his clothes are densely stitched but extremely neat. I'm afraid he has a lot of background."
The retreating first-level qi-training boy just now came over. He had been observing Chen Mobai from the side, carefully appreciating the ancient suit that the latter ordered online, and expressed his amazement at the neat weaving threads sewn by a machine.
,Only the great cultivating immortal family would pay so much attention to dress and appearance.
"He doesn't have the kind of natural contempt that cultivating families have for us casual cultivators. He may be a disciple of the seven major sects."
Based on the few exchanges he had with Chen Mobai just now, and comparing it with the people from the cultivating family that he had dealt with before, the young man surnamed Liu shook his head and came to a conclusion that he thought was correct.
"Why do people from the seven major sects come to our country of Yun? Are they dissatisfied with the fact that we pay less tribute every year and send people to investigate?"
"Forget it, just pretend you don't know. Anyway, if the sky falls, we casual cultivators will just run away, or at worst, hide in the world of mortals."
After hearing this, the young man nodded.
The Eastern Wasteland has always been chaotic and disorderly. Killing people, grabbing treasures, and robbing people of opportunities is the norm.
Even the big sects above will have friction and fierce fights every few decades. They have long been used to it as casual cultivators.
It's a pity that they, newcomers who have finally entered the world of cultivating immortals, thought they had a chance of immortality, but unexpectedly they entered a world of more struggle. They can't even afford a complete Qigong training book.
Naturally, Chen Mobai didn't know that because of his industrially produced antique suit, he was mistaken for a disciple of the Eastern Wilderness Sect.
He learned about Nanxifang City from the Bibo Lake account books.
Liu Yupei, a member of the Five Elements Sect, has been operating here for twenty years, and naturally has had many interactions with the local immortal cultivating forces. He recorded these things in a book so that he can hand them over to those who come after him when he goes to build the foundation of the sect in the future. It's just that something happened fifty years ago that caused him to leave Bibo Lake and never return.
Chen Mobai scanned all the books in the side hall, and after seeing this booklet that recorded local forces and specialties, he had been planning to go out and have a look, but it was not until today that he was ready to make up his mind to follow the map.
Found it.
I was originally worried that the situation would change after fifty years, but I didn't know that this market, which was established by local immortal cultivating families and small sects, still exists and is full of vitality.
He walked to the main road of Fang City. On both sides, in addition to shops selling immortality elixirs and magical tools, there were also many restaurants, accommodations, and even a formation shop that bought and sold formation flags and disks.
He wanted to go in and see the world, but there were very few customers in these shops. In order not to be noticed, and because he really had no money, he decided to go to the stalls first to understand the market conditions.
In addition to the more than 20 prime-position shops on this street, there are stalls everywhere in the corners of the market, selling all kinds of strange things.
Although Chen Mobai did not have gold or spiritual stones, he still walked around with great interest to learn about the common sense of prices in this world.
It turns out that low-level qi-training monks basically trade in gold, and spiritual stones are extremely precious to them.
The exchange ratio between gold and spiritual stones is generally 10,000 taels of gold equal to one spiritual stone.
But if you really want to exchange it, the spiritual stone must be more precious and there will be a premium.
Most of the stalls are traded in gold, and only a very small number of things that can only be used after the fourth level of Qi training involve spiritual stones.
Chen Mobai saw a stall selling books. A complete Qigong practice was even sold in three volumes: upper, middle and lower.
He originally thought this was very bizarre, until he saw the same Qigong practice book being sold layer by layer at another stall.
The nine levels of Qi training are divided into nine volumes.
One volume costs one spiritual stone, and the business is still very good. It seems that most casual cultivators can only afford one volume.
Chen Mobai was very excited. He could easily download thousands or eight hundred copies of this qigong training method, but he did not dare to resell it. After all, every time he downloaded it, he was making a small Taoist vow. Once he passed it on to others to practice, he would be blessed in the future.
It would be bad if inner demons are causing trouble.
However, he did have a book on him that was not downloaded from Xianmen.
"Black Water Kung Fu"!
He walked around the stalls and found that this exercise book was also sold, and the price was not cheap.
The price is 8 spiritual stones.
And this is only the price of the skills. If you want matching spells, you need to add additional spiritual stones.
The "Water Control Technique" has 2 spiritual stones, the "Water Element Shield" has 3 spiritual stones, and the "Ice Technique" is not for sale yet. After asking about it, I found out that the one the stall owner had was not the complete version, but only the full version.
Can cultivate to the seventh level of Qi training.
Chen Mobai took a deep breath to calm down.
He thought about it and realized that among the trophies he had obtained, there seemed to be several bottles of elixirs.
I don’t know this stuff, and I don’t dare to eat it, but if I set up a stall to sell it, there may not be someone who knows the stuff.
Where do you put those bottles of elixirs?
It seems to be on the bottom shelf of my bedside table. I will bring it over when I go back this time.
Chen Mobai walked around the stall selling magical artifacts again. There was no need for him to ask the price. After standing for a while, there were many monks bargaining with the stall owner. He silently noted it in his heart and compared it with his own.
The needle box I came here.
A magical weapon of similar grade is actually worth 30 spirit stones.
