Who wants to be under the real strong?

Many elites in the sect, as well as some second- and third-generation powerhouses with strong backgrounds, are all vying for the position of the outer sect of the Yunlan Dao Sect and leaving Yunlan Mountain to take charge of a sect alone.

Although these sects belong to the Yunlan Dao Sect, they have a great deal of autonomy, and they can expand their territory and even become independent and become an alliance sect of the Yunlan Dao Sect.

The Daomen can always be strong, that is, it has been spreading like this for countless years, taking root and sprouting, and inheriting continuously.

Xu Zhaonian's heart moved.

Isn't it the time for the Yunlan Dao Sect Outer Sect to take charge of the task assignment and the mundane world to be transferred recently?

Judging from that list, it is also the various basic materials needed to build a new sect.

As for the mundane guards, they are all the tasks of the outer door to care for the elderly, and he automatically ignores them.

Create a new sect!

This is a big order, the business is done, not to mention the long stream, and you can also take the opportunity to make friends with a Yunlan Dao Sect Jindan powerhouse.

In the cultivation world, connections are often more important than wealth.

"I have everything I want, Akatsuki Tower, right?" Zhang Li seemed to be a little impatient, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of spiritual light scattered, and at least 30,000 spirit stones fell neatly in front of him.

This full of light made Xu Zhaonian sure that his judgment was correct.

Only the second generation and the third generation of cultivators with a real background can spend a lot of money like this and not cherish it.

"Yes, what Zhang Gongzi needs, I have it in Chiyue Tower."

Xu Zhaonian, who was full of smiles, raised his hand, and a middle-aged monk in a green robe approached.

"Prepare the materials that Zhang Gongzi needs." Xu Zhaonian handed over the jade slip and whispered a few words in his ear.

The middle-aged monk nodded, turned and went downstairs.

"Hehe, Zhang Gongzi, please drink tea." Xu Zhao smiled and raised his hand.

Zhang Li unceremoniously picked up the teacup and took a sip, but frowned slightly: "You Chiyue Lou don't even have thirty-year-old red cloud eyebrows?" ”

Red Cloud Eyebrows, that is the spiritual tea produced in the valley of spiritual energy in the mountains behind Yunlan Mountain.

This tea has a low yield, can pass through the veins, especially the tea plants produced for more than ten years, and contains a trace of aura, which is only for the elders of the sect, and is not sold out.

"Zhang Gongzi, thirty years of red cloud eyebrows, Xu hasn't seen it yet." Xu Zhaonian shook his head with a wry smile, and the smile in his eyes was even worse.

Only those three generations of cultivators who have been accompanied by Jindan since childhood have had the opportunity to taste such good tea.

Sure enough, hearing Xu Zhaonian's words, Zhang Li showed a hint of arrogance on his face: "My grandfather has this thing." ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, raised his hand to press his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity, I followed the second uncle to the bitter cold land, and I don't know when I will be able to return to Yunlan Mountain......

Bitter Cold Land!

I have heard that the Yunlan Dao Sect occupies millions of miles of land in the north, and this is to open up XJ soil?

This news alone is worth at least 100,000 spirit stones!

Xu Zhaonian's fists clenched in his sleeves.

Seeing Xu Zhaonian's performance like this, Zhang Lifang was completely relieved.

In the past two days, he went to various shops to exchange spirit stones and chalcedony beads, and he deliberately chatted with those well-informed shopkeepers.

In his previous life, as a gold medal trader in charge of trillions of funds, Zhang Li was best at integrating resources and information.

All kinds of information are put together and deduced, and you can always see the truth through the fog.

It can also lay out fog, so that people can't distinguish the real from the fake.

At this time, Xu Zhaonian was already convinced of his forged identity background.

This is exactly what Zhang Li needs.

After a while, the middle-aged monk who had left before walked behind Xu Zhaonian with three storage bags in his hands.

Xu Zhaonian took the three storage bags, and a faint aura flashed on his body.

The mind of God is released, and the foundation is built!

The second shopkeeper of this Red Moon Building turned out to be a strong foundation-building man.

A master of foundation building, with a longevity of at least three hundred years, his cultivation is magnificent, and he is already at the level of an elder in an ordinary small sect.

Only a big sect like the Yunlan Dao Sect can let the foundation building master be sent out to do things.

"Zhang Gongzi, take a look, are these the materials you want."

Xu Zhaonian handed a storage bag to Zhang Li.

Taking the storage bag, Zhang Li carefully probed the aura into it.

Reiki probing is not as detailed as Divine Thoughts, but it's not much worse.

There are a total of ten square meters of storage bags, and they are already full of supplies at this time.

Bundles of blank rune paper, low-level runes of various attributes, and small jade bottles containing low-level pills, marrow cleansing pills, and qi condensing pills......

Those piles of weapons are all semi-magic weapons, or mortal weapons, that is, the kind of weapons that have been tempered for thousands of years, and there are one or two runes engraved on them.

This kind of mortal weapon can be activated by spiritual energy, and it can attract the power of runes, or the power of incomparable sharpness, or the power of water and fire, which is quite miraculous.

But these mortal weapons can only be of some use in the early and middle stages of Qi cultivation, and by the late stage of Qi training, they will fly to the sky and the earth, and their muscles and bones will be as strong as steel, and this mortal weapon will basically not be injured.

Of course, in the late stage of Qi cultivation, there is always a genuine Dharma weapon to protect oneself.

After all, a low-grade magic weapon is just a thousand spirit stones.

In the later stage of Qi training, he is already an elite or deacon disciple in the sect, and a thousand spirit stones are equivalent to about three or five years.

Most of the disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation were already thinking about buying a medium-grade magic weapon worth thousands of spirit stones, or a high-grade magic weapon worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

This kind of treasure can really enhance their combat power.

Zhang Li probed the storage bag and calculated that the market price of these things had exceeded 30,000 spirit stones.

He nodded, and handed the chalcedony bead he had just taken out to Xu Zhaonian.

Xu Zhaonian took it with a smile and handed another storage bag to Zhang Li.

There was still ten square meters of space in this storage bag, but it contained an ironclad chariot, as well as several array disks and several other large items.

These are quite valuable items that are placed separately.

Stuff, all right.

Zhang Li was overjoyed.

Although these things cost nearly 60,000 spirit stones, they are worth spent.

Not to mention that these things will be worth many times in the mortal world, just being able to protect oneself and practice with peace of mind is also worth it.

Money is something outside the body, and only cultivation is the foundation of oneself.

Wealth and law, cultivation alone has spirit stones, and other things cannot be lacking.

"Zhang Gongzi, you are not an outsider, these materials, Chiyue Lou will give you a twenty-percent discount."

Xu Zhaonian handed over the last storage bag in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Here, all of them can be used by the child, and they can be regarded as a little bit of my Chiyue Tower's heart." ”

With a 20% discount, there are at least 10,000 spirit stones left.

Is this storage bag a treasure worth 10,000 spirit stones, or is it suitable for you?

Eat rebates.

In an instant, Zhang Li thought of the most hated behavior in his previous life.

Well, look at it now, it's good.

After taking the storage bag, the aura probed in, and Zhang Li showed a smile on his face.

In the storage bag of Shifang, there are two blue-gray long swords, one high-grade magic weapon, and one medium-grade magic weapon.

All kinds of other armor, long and short weapons, are all magic weapon level.

There are also a few bottles of elixir, with spiritual light, and a stack of talismans, which are obviously high-end goods.

The contents of this storage bag have 20,000 spirit stones.

A little expensive, a little hot.

But don't take it for nothing.

Anyway, I have to go to the mortal world to guard for three hundred years, and after three hundred years, I will talk about it.

"Shopkeeper Xu, Brother Xu, you have a heart." Zhang Li's face showed gratitude.

Xu Zhaonian laughed, stretched out his hand and pressed Zhang Li's arm: "Master Zhang, Brother Zhang, remember to come and see Brother when you go back to the sect in the future." ”

Okay, wait three hundred years.

Zhang Li smiled and nodded.

Seeing Zhang Li vacate the two storage bags in front of him, all of them were stored in his storage bags in the hundred-square-meter space, and then Shi Shiran walked downstairs, Xu Zhaonian and the big man behind him looked at each other and smiled.

This boy was really a little less vigilant, and the storage bags worth 100,000 spirit stones were revealed in front of them.

Looking at it this way, not only will today's big order be won, but a hardcore customer will not be able to run away.

To open a commercial bank, the real profit is the trickle of water.

Xu is in a good mood, when Xu Zhaonian sent Zhang Li away, he even forgot to come back with the two storage bags worth thousands of spirit stones.

Of course, it's more likely that he's too embarrassed to ask.

Just invest in it.

Zhang Li left Chiyue Tower, went around a few times, and stepped into a trading house.

It wasn't until he spent more than 300,000 spirit stones to fill his storage bag that he left quietly.

He won't set foot here for another 300 years.

Without returning to his small courtyard, he quietly came to the Foreign Affairs Hall, which was in charge of the exchange of the sect's tasks.

At this time, it was already afternoon, and there were not many people in the Foreign Affairs Hall.

Taking out a blue-gray identity token, he was silent for a moment and handed it to the window in front of him: "Help me see how many mission merit points there are." ”

After the windowsill, he stretched out his hand, took the token, and handed it out after a while: "Inner disciple Du Jiang, the sect's mission merit points are thirty-two, do you want to exchange them for three hundred and twenty spirit stones?" ”

Zhang Li shook his head, handed over a storage bag, and said softly, "No, help me exchange these spirit stones for mission merit points." ”