Chapter 379: Change your robe again
Early the next morning, Chen Ping quietly went out after asking the fat shopkeeper about the location of the market.
Dozens of miles away, a meal is there.
The city of Xikoufang is located on the dividing line between the inner and outer cities.
The structure of this middle-level fang city is very peculiar, and it is completely different from Jinrui Island, Wangqin Island and other places.
It is not made up of a few streets, but a semi-circular pavilion in front of it.
All the stalls and shops are concentrated in it.
Chen Ping nodded secretly, feeling that such a layout was very good, it was especially convenient to manage, and the Fang City built by the Chen family in the future could also follow suit.
After paying the fee for a few spirit stones, Chen Ping passed through the prohibition, and the environment in front of him changed, and a bright hall decorated with various colors of coral and jade appeared.
Xikoufang City is divided into three floors.
The first floor occupies the largest area, and at the moment more than 2,000 monks buy and sell here.
With the mentality of idling, Chen Ping turned around slowly.
Two days later, he had walked through 400 shops and more than 500 stalls.
Not to mention, there are really a few shops here, which opened Chen Ping's eyes.
A yard that sells spirit beasts, specializing in selling all kinds of domesticated demon beasts, the main one is a second-order fox demon and cat demon.
Chen Ping saw with his own eyes a few monks who concealed their true faces, sneakily followed the servants into the backyard, and did not come out for a long time.
After unceremoniously using his divine sense, he withdrew with an embarrassed face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the atmosphere of this Xikou Island is very fierce and weird.
In the other refining room, you can accept the materials of cultivators at any time, and refine various magic weapons according to the requirements of the owner of the materials.
And the store sells a special treasure of Keiguchi Island, Mingmu Zhu.
Without using mana or divine sense, with the help of this bead, you can easily see things within a radius of twenty miles.
After verifying the efficacy of the Bright Eye Bead, Chen Ping spent fifteen thousand spirit stones to buy one without thinking.
Although this thing may have been a chicken rib all along, if it comes in handy, the money will not be unjustly spent.
Chen Ping didn't stay long and went up to the second floor.
This level is twice as small as the first level, but the items sold are much better.
There are rare treasures such as the foundation-building monk's rank-breaking elixir, the third-order lower-grade talisman, and the spirit grass of hundreds of years.
It's a pity that Chen Ping didn't have anything to gain here.
So, he quickened his pace and walked to the top floor of Fang City.
Through a long hallway, a hanging door appeared in front of it.
The rows of green vines hanging from it are lush and green, as if they have come to a dense ancient forest.
And between the corridor and the half-empty door, there was a deep black hole.
At the end of the passage, there were two monks in the foundation building period holding spiritual weapons, meticulously guarding them.
Seeing Chen Ping coming, one of them opened his mouth coldly and informed him of the conditions for going to the third floor.
"The black shop style of Longmen Inn turned out to be in the same vein as the Zhou family."
Chen Ping slandered in his heart, and handed over a medium-grade spirit stone, because to go to the top floor, he had to pay a sum of money again.
"Daoyou have collected it, and when you leave Fang City, you need to return the same way, and return the guide spirit jade intact."
Zhou Jiazhuji squeezed out a reluctant smile, and then threw a pure white jade pendant, signaling him to wear it on his waist.
Chen Ping released his divine sense to check it, and after finding no problems, he did as requested.
Then, a ray of light suddenly emerged from the jade pendant, and in the package of Guanghua, a vine automatically flew to his side.
Grabbing the vine and jumping lightly, Chen Ping passed through the black hole below and landed firmly behind the door.
The jade pendant on his waist released another slight fluctuation, and the transparent enchantment opened a gap for Chen Ping to fly into.
The first thing that catches your eye is a huge hall with a radius of hundreds of zhang.
Surrounded by 30 splendid shops.
Including the famous "Lanyue Pavilion", the "Xikou Wanbao Building" opened by the Zhou family and so on.
There are not many monks on the third floor of Fang City, and together with the shopkeepers, guards, and attendants of the major shops, there are only about 560 or 70 people.
There are very few Qi cultivators wandering here, and they mainly focus on building foundations.
In the center, the most conspicuous Lanyue Pavilion, there is even a female cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Dan.
It should be the monk in charge sent by the Lanyue Sect and sitting on one side.
Lanyue Pavilion is a chamber of commerce directly under Lanyue Sect.
Among the third-level islands in the Lanyue Sea, the Lanyue Pavilion has basically been set up.
This pavilion is not only the eyeliner for gathering intelligence, but also a tool for collecting money.
However, Kongming Island is one of the few third-level islands that does not have the existence of Lanyue Pavilion.
Now, the Chen family dove occupies the magpie's nest, and it is not clear whether the Lanyue Sect will intervene.
Of course, if Shangzong had the intention of opening a lunar semicolon, Chen Ping would definitely high-five him with both hands and warmly welcome him.
After all, the two Terran Jin Dan of Lanyue, a fourth-order demon clan, were high, and he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.
Before leaving, he specially explained to Chen Xiangwen.
If Lanyue Pavilion takes a fancy to Kongming Island, it must give away the best location in Fang City for free, and hand over the appointed pavilion master at any cost to show the Chen family's surrender.
Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, in the cultivation world where their own great power determines everything, was vividly interpreted by the monks.
But a moment of submission does not mean that you have lost a heart that is proud of frost and snow.
Fifty years ago, the Chen family curry favor with each other, maneuvering between Jinrui Island and Shattered Star Gate.
But now?
Chen Ping not only destroyed the Reverse Star Sect with his own hands, but even the Shattered Star Sect trembled under his snort.
Who knows what the situation will look like in the next 50 years, 100 years?
Moreover, after discovering some of the miracles of the gold beads, Chen Ping gradually looked at the external objects very lightly.
Build a sect to win the crown, and cut down the upper sect, success is the best, and it doesn't hurt to lose.
Guarding his life, one day he will be able to make a comeback with Zhibao Dongshan.
Getting rid of distracting thoughts, the afterglow swept around, and Chen Ping began to walk around the top floor.
On both sides of the hall, fifty or sixty monks sat cross-legged at great distances, with objects in front of them, all silent and unusually quiet.
Scattered others, or carefully observing the things on the stall, or talking to the stall owner with their lips moving slightly.
Others walked freely around the shops and stalls of the hall, exchanging words with the treasure's owner from time to time, and then they were seen hiding in a remote corner and whispering.
Chen Ping stood in place, swept his senses, raised his legs without saying a word, and walked towards a nearby stall.
The stall owner was a sixty-year-old man in a red robe, and his cultivation was the same as that of Chen Ping in the hidden realm, and he had reached the late stage of foundation building.
And in the stall next to his feet, there are only two strange-looking objects.
One was pale green in color, in the shape of five claws, like the rhizome of a spiritual plant, and the other was a fist-sized blood-red ore, glittering.
Just as Chen Ping was rapidly approaching, the old man in red heard the footsteps and looked up at him expressionlessly.
Chen Ping smiled at him, he knew the two things in front of the old man.
The blood-red stone is a third-order ore for refining the best spiritual weapon, which is relatively rare.
And his real target was the plant that exuded a strong wood attribute spiritual power.
This is the rhizome of a thousand-year-old pure phoenix dragon muscle grass!
When he first discovered this thing, Chen Ping was sincerely happy.
If nothing else, the minor of the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Jue Yuan Dan Period is Qingfeng Jade Soup, and the main ingredient for boiling this soup is the Millennium Qingfeng Dragon Muscle Grass.
As soon as I came to the top floor of Fang City, I had an unexpected harvest, which was really lucky.
"Dao friendly, in Xia Yeping, how do you sell this thing?"
Pointing to the pale green rhizome, Chen Ping hugged his fists very politely.
He didn't want to capture the whole mystery, and directly explained the intention.
"Not for sale."
The red-robed old man shook his head and said lightly.
"Since Daoyou is setting up a stall in the market to display treasures, he always has the intention of trading, so it is better to frankly set out the conditions, so that Ye can measure and measure."
Chen Ping shook his sleeve robe quietly and said patiently.
"Ye Daoyou doesn't have to open his mouth and close his mouth about this thing, the temptation of this treasure is a vain attempt to pick up the leak. Although Lu is old, he is far from the point of being dizzy with old eyes, the rhizome of the thousand-year-old Qingfenglong muscle grass, and it is a complete five whiskers, not missing one, not to mention that it is worth fifteen thousand spirit stones. ”
Perhaps he found that the buyer was a monk of the same rank, and the tone of the red-robed old man was not indifferent, but it was definitely not enthusiastic.
"Hehe, Ye doesn't have the intention of taking advantage of you."
Chen Ping blinked and said unhurriedly: "I'll give you sixteen thousand." ”
"Lu said before that this thing is not for sale."
The old man surnamed Lu frowned, looked around, and explained in a low voice: "A month ago, Lu found a submarine spiritual vein in a sea area thousands of miles away from Xikou Island. ”
"There is a second-order Great Perfection demon beast entrenched in that sea spirit vein, for some reason, Lu must get the flesh and blood of this demon."
"But I'm only in the realm of the late stage of foundation building, and one person is invincible to that demon beast."
"That's why Lu set up a stall in the market and invited colleagues to help me, and the rhizome of this spiritual grass is the reward for the sale. Ye Daoyou is also in the late stage of foundation building, which barely meets my expectations. ”
After saying his words sincerely, the old man surnamed Lu regained his cold expression and waited for Chen Ping's decision.
"Hunting demons in the sea, Ye is not interested, and he doesn't have that time."
Chen Ping shook his head and said lightly: "I can bid for 20,000 spirit stones, Lu Daoyou will look at it." ”
"This thing is really not for sale, you can't give as much as you want."
The old man surnamed Lu raised his eyelids, obviously hesitated for half a breath, but he still said categorically.
"Daoyou is only selling rhizomes, Ye is very curious, where are the branches and leaves of this spirit plant?"
Seemingly indifferent to the old man's refusal, Chen Ping pursed his lips and diverted the topic.
The key to the essence of Qingfeng Dragon Muscle Grass lies in the branches and leaves, and it is impossible to refine an auxiliary thing with just the rhizomes.
He looked at the crack in the rhizome, as if it had been broken off.
I think that the branches and leaves of this grass should be in the hands of the old man surnamed Lu or other people.
Although the Qingfeng Dragon Muscle Grass is a third-order elixir, it is extremely difficult to find in the outside world for thousands of years, and it is not easy to find a clue in Fang City, Chen Ping is unwilling to simply interrupt the investigation.
He has planted a wisp of divine consciousness in the body of the surname Lu Zhuji, and unless this person hides in Xikoufang City and does not come out, it will be difficult to escape his questioning.
"Ye Daoyou seems to be insincere, let's stop the transaction, Lu is not in a hurry, and slowly wait for the Daoyou who is willing to help me kill the demon beast to appear."
The old man surnamed Lu did not answer his inquiry at all, and closed his eyes with a cold face.
"This thing is very important to me, Ye will go with you, when will we leave?"
Reluctantly glancing at the rhizome, Chen Ping struggled for a long time, and finally made up his mind.
"Ye Daoyou was so cheerful early in the morning, and Lu would not speak ill of each other."
The old man surnamed Lu softened his expression and said solemnly: "As long as that demon beast dies, Lu Mou will definitely present the rhizome of the thousand-year-old spirit grass with both hands as soon as possible." ”
"I hope that Lu Daoyou will tell Ye about the whereabouts of the spiritual grass branches and leaves afterwards."
Chen Ping bowed slightly and said indifferently.
At this moment, a few stalls apart, a stall owner who had built a foundation for the Great Perfection was carefully spreading his divine sense, spying on the situation here.
"This is an additional condition, Lu depends on your performance."
The old man surnamed Lu said vaguely, waved his hand, and put the few exhibits into the storage ring.
Then nodded with Chen Ping, and the two left the hall quite tacitly, and walked out of the passage one after the other.
"Hey, isn't this kid just entering the top floor of Fang City less than a quarter of an hour?"
After the backs of the two disappeared, the Zhuji guard on the left said strangely.
"Hehe, didn't you see Lao Lu following him?"
Another Zhou family Zhuji laughed and said sarcastically: "Tsk, Lao Lu's technique of catching big fish is becoming more and more exquisite, I remember that this is the third Taoist friend who walked with him in a year." ”
"It's too presumptuous, how dare you do such a bad act in our Zhou family's Fang City."
Tsuki, who spoke first, had a cold glint in his eyes, and said angrily.
"Outsiders, don't worry too much about the clan brother, as long as he doesn't blatantly act in Xikou City, what does it have to do with his own clan!"
The companion shook his head and said leisurely: "And you may not know about the clan brother, the mastermind behind Lao Lu is Wang Daoyou, the top three half-step Yuan Dan in the city, I should just watch the show with one eye closed." ”
"With Wang Daoyou's strength, ordinary foundation building has no chance of survival."
"Pity that new Taoist friend, who has worked hard to cultivate to the late stage, but he has to cut off the path on my Xikou Island."
Just as his words fell, a purple-clothed Taoist dragged the vine and flew down.
Seeing this, the two Zhuji of the Zhou family immediately stopped talking and greeted the comers with smiles on their faces.
……
Two days later.
The top floor of Xikou City, in front of the Lanyue Pavilion.
A thin, yellow-faced monk was warmly entertained by the maid and went all the way to the box on the second floor.
After ordering a few delicious and expensive spiritual dishes, the maid's eyes twinkled, suggesting that she could stay with the meal.
The yellow-faced monk waved his hand impatiently, and the maid was suddenly silent, closed the door and withdrew.
"I have changed into a brand new set of clothes, and it seems that the five hundred Taoist robes sewn by Yun'er will not last me for a long time."
Lying on the bed, the yellow-faced monk thought secretly.
He rarely changes his robes.
If your clothes are dirty, you can get them clean with a dust removal technique.
Unless it is stained with blood, brains, brains, marrow and other filthy things, he will change his body from beginning to end.
(End of chapter)