On the evening of the third day, he found a manned island.

But soon, he discovers that his luck doesn't seem to be as good as he imagined.

The island was alone in the smoke and waves, and there was no sign of any island around it other than that.

On one side of the island is a hundred-foot high cliff, the kind that is absolutely impossible to climb. The other three sides were built into walls, and a gate was opened somewhere in the wall, and a bluestone avenue slanted down from the gate to a pier on the island.

There are people on the city walls, and Mingo patrols with a staff. There were a few guards standing at the gate of the city, looking at the bluestone road with wary expressions. Although the whole avenue is clean, there is not even a shadow of ants, let alone people.

Jiangshan went to the island and quickly walked to the city gate.

"If you enter the island, you need ten spars!" the guard looked at Jiang Shan with a wary face. Jiang Shan was also looking at these people, they were very ordinary, there was no slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, Jiang Shan could be sure that these people were not cultivators at all.

There is such a strange rule on this island, a few ordinary people guard the door, and if you want to enter the city, you need to buy road money, not gold and silver, but spars that can only be used by cultivators.

However, there is no spar in the country, not even gold and silver!

"If you don't have a spare, you can't enter the island, it's the rule, I'm really sorry!" Several guards didn't let him in, but their attitude was not bad, and several people even looked a little unbearable.

"I don't have a spare, but I have something that I can exchange for a heder!" The liger's teeth and its broken skin had been packed in a black bag by him, and when he took the bag out, the guards looked at him with a light in their eyes, thinking that he had something good. When he saw the skin of a beast, his eyes instantly darkened.

"It seems to be a first-level beast cultivation skin, and a pair of complete teeth, which can probably be worth dozens of spars!" These people are not cultivators at all, but their eyes are surprisingly good, and they recognize the things of the country at once.

"May I go in?"

"Yes, but you have to keep those teeth as collateral!"

Jiang Shan also knew that those animal skins were not of much use, but he was reluctant to throw them away, even if the mosquito was small, it was money! There was nothing really valuable on him, except for a talisman given by Bai Qingling and a space ring from Gu Yu, only the teeth of the pair of lion and tiger beasts could be exchanged for some spars.

Jiang Shan just wanted to replenish some dry food, and when he was done, he left, so he simply left the teeth of the lion tiger beast.

Several guards simply let him into the island.

Inside the island are a series of houses, not tall but quite large, and the island, as seen from the outer walls, is more of a small lonely city in the sea than an island.

Most of the inhabitants of the city should be natives of the sea, and many of these people have strong bodies and light steps, but few people in Jiangshan are really cultivators. Of course, there are still cultivators, but the general level is not high, most of them are in the body refining realm, and they are weaker than the first level of the enlightenment of the rivers and mountains.

Jiang Shan soon found the bazaar in the city, and to his surprise, the price of dry food in the bazaar was surprisingly expensive, one spar and one song (note: qu, a unit of measurement, equivalent to a kilogram!). "Star Peak Sword Valley" doesn't know where it is in the depths of the sea, and it doesn't know where the next supply point is, so if it wants to be replenished this time, it must be fully supplied. He silently estimated that if it was calculated by 100 dry food, it would cost at least 100 spars.

The most valuable lion tiger teeth on his body had been mortgaged, and the broken lion tiger skin was not worth a few dollars, and he was really a little worried all of a sudden.

In any case, it is better to sell the lion tiger skin first! He found a material market, and the boss was only willing to give him the lowest price, ten spars. Jiangshan has the intention not to sell, and the boss kindly said that except for him, he is afraid that no one on the entire island will accept this thing. The griffin's skin was shattered because of the fact that it was useless on the island, and it was not easy for them to take it away.

Jiang Shan finally sold the lion tiger skin, and the boss saw that he was in a hurry, so he gave him two more spars.

But what's the difference between twelve hedrons and ten?

The dry food of the twelve songs, even if he saves it, is at most his ration for three days!

He needed money, and he almost went crazy!

Jiang Shan has nothing to sell at all, after thinking about it carefully, there are actually some Gu Yu's clay pots, but those bottles are not Jiang Shan's own, and secondly, he also knows that those are some treasures, and he can't estimate the price at all!

There is also a faint worry, will these things be taken out, will cause some unnecessary trouble!

Don't look at Jiang Shan's young age, but the maturity in his heart is already a little bit like that of an adult, and what he considers is indeed necessary. People die for money, birds die for food, Gu Yu's clay bottles, each bottle has a great value, maybe someone can see the treasure.

When Jiangshan came out of the material market, he pinched twelve spars, and it was really difficult to move an inch.

Without hedrons, he couldn't buy enough dry food, and he would never be able to leave the island. He simply found a shop to live in, but the same price was ridiculously expensive. Two spars a night, and the cost of the meal is extra. In other words, a first-level beast cultivator who Jiang Shan Xingxing killed hard, even if the pair of teeth is counted, he will definitely not be able to sell a hundred spars, and a hundred spars, in this isolated city overseas, just for accommodation and food, he can't survive for a month.

Jiang Shan couldn't laugh or cry, the beast cultivator is a cultivator, and the value of the last cultivator is not worth a month's accommodation and food money, it's really sad!

At this time, the country was really depressed! That day, the White Wolf Venerable killed hundreds of thousands of beast cultivators, including many third-level beast cultivators, and he had already stripped off all those skins and teeth when he knew it. A beast cultivator can't afford to sell for a price, and hundreds of thousands of beast cultivators can create a lot of value even if they are piled up.

At that time, Jiang Shan really didn't think that he would go to sea, and on the second side, there was no place to put the skins and teeth of so many beasts, who called that space ring that Gu Yu put on for him after he went to sea. There is a third reason, in fact, none of the dead beast cultivators have a healthy corpse, tens of thousands of corpses are mixed together, and the flesh and blood are blurred everywhere, not to mention that the teeth and animal skins are not easy to separate, even if it is such a valuable thing as Neidan, it is all messed up.

There was no point in thinking about it now, he had to get the crystal as soon as possible. When he came to stay at the hotel just now, he saw a job search on the street, and he felt the need to go out and have a look!

Looking for the matter of "Star Peak Sword Valley", you have to put it aside first.

He sighed, bitter in his heart, this is really a hero who is hard to beat a penny!