The area occupied by the inner gate of the Yunshui Sect is actually very wide.

The eight veins of the inner gate occupy the various nodes and branches of the large spiritual vein Yunshui Mountain Range, and the area of the radiation area is almost comparable to the entire Huaguo in Zhang Qingyuan's previous life.

However, the True Yuan Realm cultivator can fly with a sword, and his speed is not slow when he uses his full strength.

In addition, as a base camp, roads have basically been opened between various places, although there are still some huge demon beast mountain ranges backed by them, forbidden mountains and forests have not been completely cleared, this is a blank no man's land left by the sect, as a training place for the disciples of the sect.

The scope of these places of experience is not small, and they are basically primitive demon beast mountains and forests, and there are many opportunities such as heaven and earth spirit objects in them, and there are not a few dangers.

Even the True Yuan Realm can't be recklessly crossed from above.

It is impossible to move in the shortest straight line between two points.

It's just a little more disturbing, and it's not a difficult thing for Zhang Qingyuan.

It just took half a day.

It took about seven or eight days of effort, Zhang Qingyuan visited the large fang markets near the various peak veins, and while earning some spiritual materials cheaply from the fang market, he also spent a lot of money to buy some precious and rare spiritual objects from some auction houses and big trading houses.

Zhang Qingyuan's plan for refining pills and refining pills is basically complete.

Even if it is still a little worse, but although those elixirs are a little rare and uncommon, they are not extremely cherished and sought-after, Zhang Qingyuan has already left his contact information for those big commercial houses, and after a period of time, he will naturally send them to the door, so he doesn't have to worry.

"This trip has been a good harvest. ”

"It's a pity that after this time, the purse that just rose up didn't take long to dry up again. ”

In Xilinfang City,

The streets are lined up, people come and go, and the monks and vendors on both sides are full of all kinds of strange spiritual objects, including elixirs, elixirs, minerals, demon plants, monster and beast materials, etc., the stall owners keep shouting, and bargain with passers-by monks.

There was a lot of noise all around.

Zhang Qingyuan walked in the market, his eyes scanned the stalls one by one, and he sensed that there were a few medium-grade spirit stones left in the storage bag.

Rao is worth it now, and there is some pain on his face at the moment.

After this trip, the windfall of the three thousand medium-grade spirit stones obtained by the Xihuang party that day was all filled in, and even the value accumulated by himself in the development of the Yuelian Islands for ten years was almost completely consumed.

"Forget it, the spirit stone is something outside the body, as long as it can be used to improve the strength of your own realm, then everything is worth it!"

Zhang Qingyuan comforted himself in his heart.

But that being said, come to think of it.

But Zhang Qingyuan is also a little staggered.

It is no wonder that many casual cultivators in the outside world are difficult to improve their cultivation realm for more than ten or twenty years, among which the lack of talent, bottlenecks, and guidance from famous teachers is one aspect, and the resources themselves are also a great influence.

You must know that Zhang Qingyuan has been developing in the Yuelian Islands in the South China Sea for so many years, and the income of the forces he has operated is already not inferior to the income of some top small family forces.

However, this income is not worth mentioning at all in front of Zhang Qingyuan's needs.

Although this is not unrelated to Zhang Qingyuan's own strong background and the terrifying means he needs to practice, it also reflects the huge resources required by ordinary True Yuan Realm cultivators to improve.

If there is no other opportunity, it is not impossible to delay for ten or twenty years in the same realm.

"Well, that's Nightheart?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Qingyuan saw that among the many medicinal herbs placed on the relatively remote corner not far away, a crystal clear elixir that seemed to emit fluorescence was being placed on the stall.

It is a cherished elixir that he needs.

Immediately attracted Zhang Qingyuan's attention.

Many of the previous thoughts flew away in an instant, and Zhang Qingyuan took two quick steps forward.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this night-hearted grass?"

Zhang Qingyuan stretched out his hand and asked the monk behind the stall.

"This thing has a master...... Huh, Senior Brother Zhang?"

The stall owner waved his hand and was about to refuse, but when he heard a slightly familiar voice, and then saw the face that he clearly recognized, he was immediately startled.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

Zhang Qingyuan hesitated a little and looked at the stall owner in front of him.

Some are familiar, seem to have seen them, but the specifics have been forgotten.

"Ha, Senior Brother forgot to be normal, I received a task before, which was to go to the South China Sea to help deal with some internal affairs, and I only met Senior Brother Zhang once. ”

The stall owner was also hearty, and he didn't care at all that Zhang Qingyuan didn't recognize him.

Or it's not normal to recognize it, after all, it's just a simple handover of the formalities, and the two themselves have no intersection.

"It turned out to be you, when I was in the Nanhai Branch of the Zongmen, the handover of the Spirit Stone Mine that time seemed to be received by you!"

The other party's reminder, the various influences in his mind quickly flashed.

Zhang Qingyuan said a little suddenly.

Cultivation is a process of life promotion, and with the improvement of cultivation, the monk's memory will gradually increase, so after the other party reminded him, Zhang Qingyuan quickly dug out the other party's face from the depths of his mind.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to remember it!"

The stall owner was a little happy.

"When I was in the South China Sea, I heard that Senior Brother Zhang used the spirit yuan to reverse the true yuan, and then challenged the divine power of various vertical and horizontal leapfrogging levels. ”

"Now that he has returned to the inner gate, the senior brother is still extremely sharp, his cultivation is improving step by step, surpassing the old disciples of the inner gate, and he has the strength to compete in the top ten, in comparison, it is really ashamed!"

Speaking of which, this stall owner can be regarded as an admirer of Zhang Qingyuan.

Who didn't have a daydream of being famous and powerful in the world when they were young?

It's just that with the passage of time, I have come to know the difficulties of life, and I know that daydreams are daydreams after all, and I can only occasionally fantasize about satisfying my heart a little one day.

When they can't do it themselves, but others do, some people will have a kind of hope and worship in their hearts that their expectations are transferred to each other.

This stall owner is such a fan of Zhang Qingyuan.

"Where, back then, you were just young and arrogant, and now you are lagging behind me, but the road of cultivation is long and indefinite, and you have not reached the end, who knows who will achieve higher in the end?"

"In the future, it is not certain that Daoist friends will surpass me. ”

Zhang Qingyuan said modestly.

But there is also happiness in my heart.

The first time I found that there were fans who recognized and admired me, I was naturally in a good mood.

In the face of the encouragement of his idol worship, the stall owner was also excited, and a sense of ambition in his heart also arose spontaneously under Zhang Qingyuan's encouragement.

The two talked for a while.

Speaking of the South China Sea, Zhang Qingyuan suddenly thought of a person, that is, said:

"Speaking of which, when I was in the South China Sea, I also met an interesting person, who also managed logistics in the sect's branch, others called him Steward Zhou, and it is said that he stayed in the sect's classic library for decades, do you recognize that person?"

Although the steward of Zhou and him only had a two-sided relationship, Zhang Qingyuan's memory of him was extremely profound.

One may be the same as each other's nature, and the other is the other party's library of classics and classics, and the amount of knowledge is extremely huge, and the suspected demonic news revealed at the end of the killing of Nangong Batian is what the other party revealed to him.

A knowledgeable person, Zhang Qingyuan has always been respected.

"Steward Zhou? I know, and I have partnered with that guy, although that guy is withdrawn and doesn't communicate much with other people, but he is the only one who has stayed in the Zongmen Classics Library for so many years. ”

The stall owner nodded, but his face was different.

"But that guy mysteriously disappeared more than half a year ago, and it is said that he was still working yesterday, and he disappeared completely after the next day. ”

"The Sect Law Enforcement Hall has searched, but no trace has been found, and even the soul lamp in the sect has disappeared, as if the whole person has disappeared without a trace, and I don't know where I went......"