After returning to the ancient world, Duan Chen did not rush out to set up a stall, after all, it was already noon, and the trading area at the foot of the mountain, it is estimated that all the places that can be set up are occupied, and if you want to go there to set up a stall, it is better to wait until the next morning.

So, Duan Chen simply didn't walk out of his Cave No. 3869, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

In this rock cave mansion, he mainly practiced the basic withering forging technique, and the Heavenly Eye Divine Skill that had just been inherited.

Needless to say, this is the same as the Refining Soul Technique, it is the foundation of cultivation, the higher the realm, the better, as long as it is cultivated to perfection, you can directly become a powerhouse of the innate peak realm!

As for the Heavenly Divine Vision, according to the information obtained from the inheritance, its initial cultivation is actually relatively simple, as long as the innate Gang Strength, or the innate true element, constantly conceive and nurture the parts of the eyes, and after a long period of pregnancy, the Heavenly Divine Eye will naturally break through from the 0th to the first realm, and when it reaches the first realm, its effect should be initially reflected.

There was no conflict between the two and practicing together, just like that, he cultivated until the evening, after Duan Chen casually ate some dried meat in the Na Ring, drank some water, and then lay down on the stone bed covered with animal skins, and began to dive his consciousness into his mind, turning into the small tree in the space of his mind, looking up at the white sky above his head, looking at the green branches and leaves full of life exposed in the cloudy sky, and began to visualize.

This visualization lasted all night, and it was not until dawn the next day that Duan Chen retreated from his visualization state, and then stepped down from the stone bed, opened the stone door of the cave mansion, and prepared to step out of his cave mansion No. 3869.

It's just that Duan Chen's foot was only halfway through, and then he took out a wide animal skin from the Na Ring, put the treasure soldier-level and weapon-level weapons stored in the Na Ring on this animal skin, and rolled these weapons with animal skins, tied them with rattan, and carried them on his back, and then walked out of the stone gate of Cave No. 3869 again.

The sky outside, the sky has just brightened, and there is a hazy mist in front of the mountain road, which makes people walk on the mountain road, feeling like falling into the clouds, not only that, but even the line of sight has been greatly obstructed, but this is nothing for a human being in the congenital realm, this point of sight obstruction is nothing, Duan Chen is still very easy to perform the technique of crossing the forest and valley, and the figure is running quickly on the misty mountain road, and in less than half an hour, he has walked through the winding mountain road one after another, and came to the foot of the relic mountain.

As soon as he came to the trading area at the foot of the Relic Mountain, Duan Chen was directly dumbfounded, he felt that he had arrived early enough, but looking at it, in this trading area, not to mention the stone cave shops that were firmly occupied by the tribes under the jurisdiction of most of the Relic Mountain, even those positions that could set up stalls were occupied by some players, or the aborigines in the ancient era, pieces of animal skins were spread on the ground, and all kinds of goods were placed on the animal skins, and behind the animal skins, there were players or NPCs sitting cross-legged one by one.

These players or NPCs sitting cross-legged, after seeing Duan Chen coming over, especially the huge animal skin package behind him, all looked at him with very vigilant eyes, for fear that this uninvited guest would come over and rob them of their stall seats.

Being watched by these countless pairs of eyes, Duan Chen's expression still seemed very calm, and he walked past these stalls with an indifferent face, and looked everywhere from time to time, looking for vacant seats where he could set up stalls.

As a pity, Duan Chen walked all over this area, not even some corners, and didn't find a place to set up a stall, but outside the trading area, there is a lot of vacant land, but there is already a trading area, if you dare to ignore the boundaries of the trading area drawn by most of the relics and go there to set up stalls, most of the worshippers in the relics are not vegetarians, they will appear on time, and then use their incomparable strength to teach those who are disobedient, and it is light to break hands and feet, If you dare to resist, kill it!

Another quarter of an hour passed, the sky was already bright, Duan Chen still found nothing, finally, his figure stopped in front of a stall, this stall is a little different from other stalls, although it is also a piece of animal skin pounced on the ground, but this animal skin is spread very wide, occupying almost two stalls, the most important thing is that on the animal skin spread on the ground, it is not the goods, but a sleeping person.

The person who fell asleep was a player, lying on this wide animal skin in a large shape, sleeping with his eyes closed, snoring like thunder, as for the stall owners who were next to him, they just glanced at him from time to time, although the disgusted expression on his face was obvious, but one by one he did not dare to attack, dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Looking at this scene, Duan Chen knew that he had met a bully occupying the street this time, if there was still vacant land to set up a stall, in line with the principle that more things are better than less, he would not come over to provoke this kind of bully, but now there is really no place to set up a stall, instead of grabbing the stalls of other ordinary players or NPCs, he feels that grabbing this kind of bully's stall is even less guilty.

"Hey! Brother, wake up, this is a place to buy and sell things, not a place to sleep, if you want to sleep, you can go to another place to sleep, move the place for me, I will set up a stall. Duan Chen walked over, approached the player lying on the animal skin, and said to him.

The whirring snoring stopped abruptly! The stall owners of the stalls next to them also looked at Duan Chen! While looking Duan Chen up and down, there was a touch of brilliance in his eyes, cheering up, waiting to see a good show!

"Get out! I didn't see my uncle, I'm sleeping! The player sleeping on the animal skin, although he was a player, but the body was as strong as a bear, and after he stopped snoring, he turned his head, opened his eyes suddenly, and yelled at Duan Chen with an impatient face.

After yelling, he closed his eyes again, ignored Duan Chen, turned over, and continued to sleep on his heart.

Duan Chen's face suddenly turned cold, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, so he said coldly to the player: "Get up, isn't the rule of the trading area that whoever has the big fist and whose stall belongs to whom?" I'm going to challenge you! Manner, place, you choose! ”

(Another friend complains about the character of the protagonist, saying that the protagonist's personality likes to be calculated, the pattern is too small, and it is difficult to become a climate, here I explain, I said it a long time ago, the protagonist I want to write about is a person, not a god, a person will have love and hate, with all kinds of good or bad emotions, the author in the protagonist's mental description, add a little complaint, and write him a little more emotionally, just to make the writing more funny, so that the protagonist is more humane, this is a lot of care? For example, the protagonist has complained about witches many times, does it mean that the protagonist hates witches and doesn't respect witches at all? The protagonist has complained about the little wolf many times, does it mean that the protagonist hates the little wolf? Don't like wolf cubs? is still the same sentence, in the hearts of 10,000 people, there are 10,000 Hamlets, no matter which book it is, it is not Grandpa Mao, and it is impossible for everyone to like it. ）