The city is extremely open, and there are not many people living there, which greatly facilitates the driving of the business alliance convoy.

The tribes of the Far North inherited the ancient slavery system, and some small tribes with small numbers and low cultivation could only become subordinate tribes of the larger tribes, otherwise they would be exterminated, and they provided meat and tribute for the large tribes to ensure the well-being of the tribes.

Most of the people living in the city are the core monks of the Wuzhi tribe, and some of the outer vassal monks are not qualified to live in the big city.

When he arrived in the city, Zhang Yuanhao told Cai Lunhui that he took Long Xin and got off the camel cart. The handover of the entire cargo took a full three days, which meant that the convoy of the Cloud Merchant Alliance would only stay in the Great City for three days and return after three days.

But Zhang Yuanhao was originally here to explore the ruins of the Medicine King Palace, and he was not going to return with them, so he was going to stay in the Wuzhi City for a day to inquire about the situation, and then go to find the Medicine King Palace.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanhao was leaving, Cai Lunhui was a little reluctant, and kept a few words, but was politely declined by the former.

The three of them separated at the entrance of a fang market in the city, and Zhang Yuanhao and the two left the camel cart and walked straight into the fang market.

The Northland monks' market is as simple and wild as its simple folk customs. And in this cold northland, most of the monks in the city are naked, and most of them are surrounded by animal skins, and their hard muscle contours and strong physique make this place seem to be a barbarian society.

There is a big gap between the Northland language and the lingua franca of the Qingxuan Continent, and some high-flying Northland monks chattered beside Zhang Yuanhao and said a big talk, but Zhang Yuanhao still didn't understand what they meant.

"Master, the language used by the Northland monks is the lingua franca of the ancient continent, and it's normal for you not to know. ”

Long Xin couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhang Yuanhao pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation of those monks, but he didn't understand it.

"Oh, then you know how to speak the ancient lingua franca?" Zhang Yuanhao blushed and hurriedly opened the topic.

"Yes, Xin'er will do a little bit!" Long Xin said, "They were discussing the matter of the Cloud Alliance convoy just now, and it seems that they want to get some magic elixir from there." ”

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes lit up. That's right, in this place, pill magic weapons are extremely scarce, a lowest-level blood replenishing pill can often be exchanged for ten times the spirit stone, and a low-level magic weapon will even be robbed.

Listening to Cai Lunhui, he once exchanged a low-level magic weapon here for a large piece of ice attribute lower grade spirit stone, which was converted into a standard spirit stone of at least 50,000 yuan, and he made a lot of money.

But according to him, this kind of behavior has been restricted by the top level of the Shang Alliance, and they can no longer sell materials on the mainland in the Northland at will, and if they are discovered by the Shang Alliance, they will be directly expelled.

But Zhang Yuanhao is not a monk of the Cloud Business Alliance, and if he changes, he will change, so it's a big deal if he doesn't come to this big city next time.

With Long Xin by his side, Zhang Yuanhao finally asked about some practical things. From the mouths of the local indigenous monks, it was known that there was indeed a shortage of materials such as elixirs and magic weapons in the Fang Market of Wuzhi City, but that was because the high-level tribe and the monks of the Cloud Business Alliance joined forces to build a huge trading center in the center of the Fang City, selling mainland materials at dozens of times the price difference to squeeze the benefits of these low-level monks.

Zhang Yuanhao touched his chin thoughtfully. The land of the extreme north is rich in ice attribute spirit stones and cold iron, and it is a huge treasure house, but this region is firmly controlled by the Cloud Business Alliance, and even forces with Yuanying Great Cultivators such as the Duobao Chamber of Commerce cannot interfere.

However, the domain of the Cloud Merchant Alliance's activities in the Far North was limited to the Wuzhi tribe on the periphery, which made Zhang Yuanhao feel extremely puzzled. The land of the extreme north is more than a hundred times larger than the Cangfeng Country, the Jiuyun Country and other countries, and there are countless tribes like the Wuzhi tribe, so it stands to reason that the Cloud Business Alliance should not be limited to this.

Zhang Yuanhao only thought about it for a while, and then left it far behind. His current urgent task is to get the Dan Fang of Gu Zhuji Dan and break through the foundation building, so that he can stand higher in this world, and it is not too late to wait until his strength comes up to worry about that kind of thing.

The two of them walked to a simple shop, where many Northland monks came and went, and the queue at the door formed a long line, which was very lively.

There was an old and quaint plaque hanging on the store, with a few crooked words written on it, Zhang Yuanhao didn't know it, so he asked Long Xin.

These words, translated into the continental lingua franca, mean a person who knows everything. Long Xin stared at the gray plaque for a while before turning his head and saying to Zhang Yuanhao.

"Know-it-all?"

Zhang Yuanhao sneered, shook his head, and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly stopped. After thinking about it, the purpose of his trip was to find the highest peak in the Northland, since this person claims to know everything, then he must have some ability, why not ask by the way, if you really know this place, then it will save a lot of trouble.

The two of them waited at the end of the line for nearly half an hour, and finally it was their turn.

Walking into the store, there was a sturdy young man around the group of animal skins, and when he saw the two of them in very different styles, he was stunned for a while, but he immediately recovered and led the two to a small cubicle.

In the compartment sat a middle-aged woman, masked in a black veil, not as rough as the Northland monks, but with a graceful and small body. When she saw Zhang Yuanhao and the others, she was also stunned for a moment.

"Two from the mainland?"

The middle-aged woman's voice was a little hoarse, but what she said out of her mouth surprised Zhang Yuanhao and the others, because it was the lingua franca of the mainland.

Zhang Yuanhao nodded, looked around for a while, and said with a smile: "You really know everything here?"

The woman chuckled and said, "Daoist friends are in love, what is the boundary between knowing and not knowing? I know what all Daoists think, isn't it omniscient?"

Zhang Yuanhao smiled noncommittally and threw out the topic: "I'll get straight to the point, I want to know which is the highest mountain in the Far North and where it is!"

Hearing Zhang Yuanhao's words, the woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes became deep: "Fellow Daoist also wants to find the ruins of the Medicine King Palace?"

Zhang Yuanhao's heart suddenly burst: "How do you say this?"

"Let me advise fellow Daoists, Dan Dao attainments are not enough, don't go to that place, otherwise there will be no return!"

The woman sighed faintly, handed Zhang Yuanhao a bag, and then spread her hands, actually asking the two to leave.

Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense swept over the bag, a smile appeared in his mouth, he thought about it, took out a high-grade spirit stone with a strong spiritual energy from the storage bag and put it on the table, and then took Long Xin out of the store.