When Zhou Xian stood firm again, he stood in a valley with birds singing and flowers. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly swept away the oppressive atmosphere in the Dragon Tomb, and he couldn't help but stretch his waist.

Opening the map menu, Zhou Xian found himself in the large map of the Sword Pool in Boyun Mountain. This is a map infested with monsters at level 40 or so, the monsters are relatively not strong, and there are many basic metal and crystal ores that can be collected, and most of them are infested by manufacturing life players.

Now that Zhou Xian is level sixty-one, as long as he is not attacked by high-level players with any nerves on such a map, then there will be no danger.

It's just that players who are over level 70 are basically the essence of professional players, and they are at the top of the level pyramid. Such players are either working hard to farm dungeons, practicing PK skills, or looking for precious materials in some dangerous situations to make more powerful equipment.

After level 60, the level of upgrading is extremely slow, and the player can most open up the gap, basically relying on equipment.

Although the basic materials produced here in the Sword Pool are basically not very rare, they are better than the players in the whole game, and the demand for equipment is huge, and the basic materials are also consumed.

Most brick-and-mortar guilds will buy these basic materials at a relatively stable market price, so this has become the main source of funding for some lifestyle players.

[Emperor Quest Tip: Raise the Craftsman level to Advanced.] 】

Zhou Xian first took a look at the latest hints of the Emperor's tasks in the task bar, and found that the requirements of the later tasks seemed to be relatively mild, and he immediately relaxed his heart.

However, the improvement of the craftsman's level is not enough to rely on dragon materials, and he doesn't seem to have any drawings of basic materials and basic equipment, which is a problem for start-up funds.

Now for Zhou Xian, the least problematic thing is funding. His top priority is to hurry back to the nearest town, sell a small amount of dragon materials, and immediately become a rich man in the game.

Just as he was about to use the teleportation crystal to return to the city, Zhou Xian suddenly heard a commotion on the other side of the valley. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not too much time, and it would not hurt to take a look at it.

Bypassing this small valley, it is a fairyland-like basin, with a lot of green plants dominated by bamboo, a faint mist swirling in the forest, and in the center is a small lake shaped like a sword, which must be the sword pond.

Because of the abundant spiritual energy, the sword pool produces water and wood attribute spars in the five elements on the edge of the lake, so there are many female life players who collect here all year round.

At the moment by the lake, many players are talking in groups, and some are still sending messages quickly.

Zhou Xian casually walked to the side of a group of players, and without asking, he stood for a moment to know what was going on.

It turned out that in the sword pool just now, a golden sword qi suddenly rose into the sky, setting off a big wave, causing players who were collecting spar ore on the shore to be turned into heads.

In the gaming world, this vision is often a sign that something great is about to be born. Some players say that there is a super boss monster sleeping at the bottom of the lake that is about to wake up, some say that there is an ancient powerful cave at the bottom of the lake, and some say that the legend of the sword pool that has always existed is true.

Because of its special shape, there has been a large pit among players that an ancient artifact fell into the world, and it was later filled with rain to form this strange-shaped lake.

It's just that the lake is very deep, and after reaching a certain depth, not only is it extremely cold, but there are also some high-level and aggressive strange fish, so no player can go down and explore alone.

However, after this anomaly, I am afraid that there will be a large guild organization with strong people to explore.

Zhou Xian took a deep look at the lake in the Sword Transformation Pond, and pinched the Wujin Tiankui Sword that had turned into an irregular machete in his hand. The abnormality of the sword pool just now, he knew that he was afraid that it had something to do with his teleportation. Presumably, this deep-seated reason will be related to the emperor's mission in the future.

It's just that now is not the time to explore, Zhou Xian pinched a teleportation crystal and returned directly to a big city, Tianbao City.

This is an area where players in the Vermilion Bird Kingdom are relatively concentrated, because there are some mid-to-high-level dungeons and monster farming places around.

However, due to the large base of gamers, the number of such cities is also in the double digits. According to the player's convention of talent, it will correspond to these big cities in the game world according to the real life area, so as to facilitate the acquaintance of local or nearby city friends.

Because of this way of choosing their main activity cities according to the region in this game, those professional game e-sports clubs will also let the physical guilds they support choose the corresponding cities to occupy and become their own solid strongholds.

The name of the entity guild that occupies Tempo City is very cliché, and it has basically existed since the day of the birth of the online game guild, called "The Immortal Dynasty". The club to which the entity guild belongs is Zhou Xian's favorite local club in Zhongzhou, the Poison Puppet.

There are many local players in Zhongzhou here, and the local accent in everyone's conversation makes Zhou Xian feel very comfortable.

There were a lot of players coming in and out of the waypoint, and Zhou Xian barely walked around himself before he was squeezed out of the waypoint area by the bustling crowd.

Looking at the familiar streets of Tianbao City, Zhou Xian trotted towards the south of the consignment exchange.

The consignment exchange here is much larger than a medium-sized city like Tian Yuan City, and the number of people entering and leaving the city is estimated to be more than one million per day. In terms of building scale, this is almost equivalent to an important transportation hub in a real-life first-tier city.

The consignment exchange was divided into four halls, and Zhou Xian chose the Huabao Hall with the highest barrier to entry. It's a place where some high-end custom consignments can be auctioned, and it's also a frequent spot for high-end gamers and professional game vendors.

After Zhou Xian walked into the hall, he didn't stop at the ordinary consignment NPC on the first floor, and walked directly towards the third floor of the Huabao Hall.

When you go up to the second floor, the players here show a lot of things that are different from each other in terms of appearance alone.

First of all, the players who are active here basically don't show their true faces. Either he wears the kind of hat with a very high anti-detection effect, or he keeps the helmet of the equipment in a display state, blocking his face.

Because of the game setting, when each player enters the game world, they are bound to an image based on the combination of electronic scanning and identity ID, which is almost the same as the player's reality. Unless you get some special rare items, there will be no change in appearance.

The player's name is also the same as the name on the ID. Therefore, high-end or super-rich players who come in and out of here, unless they are particularly confident, are generally reluctant to show their true faces, so as not to be remembered and will be found in some trouble in reality.

Especially those game merchants who rely on their keen sense of smell to find business opportunities in the game, and then make a profit by pouring materials. They will only show their true faces in front of people they trust so much.

Secondly, almost all of the player's equipment here is on display. Each piece of equipment has a faint halo that can be seen in the bright light in broad daylight, and it is inlaid with many valuable attribute gems, revealing the amazing net worth of the players who trade here.

At this moment, Zhou Xian was still wearing the nameless helmet, and his face was completely blocked by the fanged ghost mask. If it weren't for the embarrassing low-level HP blood suit, it would be a failure, but it would be able to blend in with the atmosphere here.

However, when Zhou Xian walked to the entrance of the third floor of Huabao Hall, a faint red light suddenly rose on the ground, blocking Zhou Xian softly, and then gently pushing him back a few steps.

Seven or eight players who were going up and down the stairs couldn't help but let out a contemptuous laugh when they saw this.

Standing on both sides of the staircase entrance are NPC guards with more than 100 levels in the consignment exchange. After the red light blocked Zhou Xian, one of the guards in red and black armor said to Zhou Xian with an expressionless face: "I'm sorry, to enter the large customer trading room on the third floor of Huabao Hall, you need to carry more than 100,000 gold coins on your body. At the same time of entering, 50,000 gold coins will be frozen as a deposit. Please confirm that the number of gold coins in your package meets the regulations, and then come in to trade, thank you. ”

A mage player with fine scales and halos on his cloak shook his head: "On the third floor of Huabao Hall, the people who dare to enter are either high-level personnel of the physical guild or high-rollers with a net worth of more than a few million gold coins. Where did this come from, and he dared to go up without even a hundred thousand gold coins. ”

The warrior player next to him, whose armor seemed to be burning with a layer of flames, also sneered and said, "Every time I see this kind of dirt bun and catch up with the third floor, I get angry, there are really so many people who don't know the height of the sky." What is 100,000 gold coins, and it is really a blasphemy against Huabao Hall to come in as if they were dressed like a roadside whiteboard. Get out of here, you can't stand here and the stairs will get dirty. ”

Zhou Xian calmly glanced at the players who were reading the jokes, then walked over to the NPC guard and activated the transaction information box that only the two of them could see.

In this transaction information box, Zhou Xian casually put in a fragment of dragon horns, and then selected the option of "auction consignment" in the options in the information box.

The Guardian NPC is certainly not the kind of guy who only has force and no brains on the outside, and his database is connected to the entire consignment exchange, and it also has the ability to guide and evaluate players.

So when this NPC judged the value of Zhou Xian's dragon horn fragment from the transaction information box, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he bowed to Zhou Xian and said, "I'm sorry, it was a dereliction of duty to surprise the distinguished guest just now." The value of your belongings has far exceeded the reception privileges of ordinary service staff, please follow me to the private room on the fourth floor, where you will be served by the top courtiers. ”

The third floor of the Huabao Hall of the Consignment Exchange is a place for high-end players to trade. But the fourth layer, which is the absolute top few managers and elite players in the game who have the right to trade physical guild materials, is eligible to enter.

Zhou Xian followed the guard up the steps this time, and the red light did not appear again to block him. Deliberately bypassing the two players who were ridiculing him just now, Zhou Xian smiled and said, "The stairs here seem to be dirty, it's really ......."

The two players had never seen what the fourth floor of Huabao Hall looked like in their lives, and they ran out quickly without self-esteem, not daring to turn their heads back.