Chapter 178: Cultivation Realm
Qin Mumian, who didn't take any advantage, turned around and left.
Xiao Yu, who was holding the mixed yuan umbrella, stood in place for a while, and then walked into the inner city alone without hurrying.
This woman is just cautious and refuses to suffer any loss.
The white-clothed Bodhisattva with a golden body carrying a sword box followed Xiao Yu silently.
The whole inner city is much quieter, less chaotic than the outer city, and soldiers patrolling back and forth can often be seen.
However, since it is the day of the Giant Deer Club, the atmosphere of the festival in the inner city is still good, and all kinds of cultivators, even high-ranking officials and nobles, can be seen everywhere in the inner city. There are even small stalls set up by practitioners on the side of the road.
Xiao Yu, who had never been exposed to these before, was aroused, and he didn't know what cultivators were selling, pills, or natural treasures.
After walking out for a while, Xiao Yu came to a small stall and looked casually, a small gourd, a red sandalwood box, a rusty long sword, and a broken book.
The stall owner is a middle-aged cultivator, and when he saw a customer coming to the door, he was originally drowsy, and he hurriedly cheered up, and those who could enter the inner city were also divided into three, six, nine, and so on, and he himself was the last one, so it was right to be careful here.
The middle-aged man looked Xiao Yu up and down, and after seeing the white-clothed woman with a big sword box behind Xiao Yu, he had a bottom in his heart, eighty percent of them were elite disciples of that sect, and he bowed and said, "This son, I don't know what you want?"
Xiao Yu smiled faintly, "I'll just take a look, what do you have here?"
The middle-aged man immediately introduced: "This gourd is filled with eight-grade jade spirit powder, which can be beneficial to the recovery of vitality after taking it, and it is really a necessary medicine for going out." This red sandalwood box contains purple star grass, but it is the main material for refining the Shengyuan Pill, Childe rest assured, this purple star grass has just been picked for no more than ten days, and the medicinal effect is absolutely intact. This long sword is even more amazing, it was obtained from the last time I went to the left cave of a frost-crawling senior, and I think it is the magic weapon worn by the frost-crawling realm senior. But the most powerful thing is this secret book.,It's also what I got from that senior's cave house.,As long as you study for a few years.,I can't say that I can become a master of the frost realm.,How about it.,Which one does the son want?The price is easy to say.。 ”
Xiao Yu looked at these four things and smiled.
Speaking of which, this is the real cultivation world, Dharma weapons, elixirs, and all kinds of exercises. However, Xiao Yu, who has seen a lot of major sects, is a little disdainful of these, in terms of pills, he has seen the golden pill refined by the real people of the Taoist sect himself, and in terms of magic weapons, he has seen Qin Mumian's purple soul clothes, the green dragon yin of autumn leaves, the thousand golden lotus flowers of autumn moon, and the six-phase number beads. It's a bit of a feeling that the sea was once hard to water.
Originally, the older generation of cultivators would pay attention to the distinction between good and evil, and what was good and what was evil had to be clearly distinguished, and this concept of good and evil was more important than their own lives in the eyes of many old cultivators. But today's generation of cultivators are more vicious than the other, attacking behind behind, killing people and seizing treasures, and digging people's graves in the name of exploring the caves left by their ancestors. It's okay that the restrictions of the big sects are stricter, and the casual cultivators are almost doing everything, as long as they can climb a realm, who cares who you are, just like Xiao Yu returned to the Eastern Capital, Xiao Jin just let out a rumor, which attracted so many scattered cultivators.
This kind of cultivation world made Xiao Yu very disdainful, and it did not have the appearance of the cultivation world he imagined when he was a teenager.
In the smoky cultivation world, if you don't go, it's better to be a worldly person first.
Xiao Yu looked at it for a while, thought about it, pointed to the unknown broken book and asked, "How much is this?"
The middle-aged cultivator looked at Xiao Yu secretly, probably estimating Xiao Yu's net worth, and then after pondering for a while, he said: "This son seems to be a person who knows the goods, and my Sun Xing should be a friend of Gongzi, a hundred gold is good?"
Now Da Zheng's silver money is quite normal, a thousand coins is a hanging money, in exchange for one tael of silver, more than ninety taels of silver can be exchanged for one tael of gold.
If it is counted as a hundred taels of silver for a tael of gold, a hundred taels of gold is ten thousand pieces of silver.
Xiao Yu laughed a few times, "One hundred taels, silver." ”
A hint of anger appeared on Sun Xing's face, "This son, Sun's price is already very fair, this is the secret book of the frost realm!"
Speaking of which, he bit the word frost hard.
Xiao Yu took out a hundred taels of silver ticket from his sleeve that had just been exchanged, "If it is the Empty Netherworld, I will give ten taels of silver." ”
Sun Xing smiled bitterly, "Childe, you don't bargain like this." ”
Xiao Yu said with a smile: "I think you haven't practiced ugly in this cheat, right? I'll pick up a leak and add twenty taels to you, one hundred and twenty taels or not? ”
As he spoke, Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and took out twenty taels of broken silver from the big sword box behind the Bodhisattva's golden body and put them on the silver ticket of one hundred taels of silver just now.
Sun Xing's eyes widened, this time he has long insight, he is worthy of being a disciple of the sect, and he uses a sword box to hold money, which is too damn something.
Looking at the silver money on the table again, Sun Xing smiled bitterly and put away the silver ticket and silver, "Since this is the case, then I hope that Gongzi can achieve the frost realm as soon as possible." ”
Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Borrow your auspicious words." ”
Sun Xing sat back at the back of his small stall and arched his hand: "This is not small, maybe the son can meet a strange person or something, and Sun Xing will not keep the son." ”
"I hope so. Xiao Yu turned around and left here, casually rummaging through the cheats he had just bought for one hundred and twenty taels of silver, and wandering around at random.
However, it is a pity that this book in Xiao Yu's hand is a very ordinary qigong method, and he has not met a worldly master hidden in the market.
This made Xiao Yu regret that he spent more than a hundred taels of silver in vain.
The current Xiao Yu is not a family and does not know that firewood and rice are expensive, since there are 10,000 people who Huang Hanji has divided, Xiao Yu finds that he is really poor.
Unconsciously, Xiao Yu paced back to the gate where he had just entered the inner city, and in this space, the people who were originally surrounding the city gate had dispersed, and it was deserted again, with only a few occasional people holding invitations to enter the city.
Looking out through the deep gate hole.
The bustling and chaotic outer city and the quiet inner city are like two worlds.
The shouting from outside was heard one after another, even through a city wall.
The stall owners in the inner city sat quietly in their stalls, not saying a word.
It's a bit like the mundane world and the spiritual world.
Xiao Yu stood quietly on the inside of the city gate hole, and a white-clothed boy came out of a restaurant with a large team of soldiers and walked straight towards the inner city.
Xiao Yu saw him at a glance, and the boy in white naturally also saw Xiao Yu
The man in white frowned, and the folding fan in his hand gently slapped his palm.
Xiao Yu smiled lightly.
He whispered to himself, "Prince Yan Chi?"