Summer goes to autumn, winter comes to spring.

In the blink of an eye, it is another year of spring flowers, and the grass grows and the eagle flies.

On this day, in the cave at the bottom of Qixia Mountain, a long howl suddenly sounded, and then the door of the cave slowly opened.

Out of it came a young man with starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a heroic spirit.

This person is Zheng Zheng.

After more than half a year of retreat and cultivation, with the cooperation of countless pills, he finally broke through to the middle stage of the fourth layer of qi refining, and consolidated his cultivation, faintly having a tendency to attack the next level. He didn't rush forward with merit, and he worked steadily.

Feeling the endless flow of mana in his body, he felt a little satisfied.

He loves the feeling of getting stronger, which gives him more motivation to find a higher peak.

Zheng Zheng casually took out a human skin mask and pasted it on his face, instantly judging the two of them. From a young man with a personable demeanor and a detached temperament, he immediately became a sick ghost with a yellow face and cloudy eyes.

He glanced at the stone house that had accompanied him for half a year, turned around resolutely, and strode out of the cave.

It has been less than a month since the opening of the White Jade Market. I have to step on it first, and by the way, I will learn about the latest situation.

Out of Zhangye, Zheng Zheng has been rushing to the northwest.

Three days later, after many twists and turns, he finally set foot in the Taklamakan Desert again.

This time, he clearly felt the unusual taste.

In the empty desert, from time to time, he could meet some immortal cultivators with mana fluctuations, they were either excited, or in a hurry, or in groups of three or five. Zheng Zheng even encountered a competition, and the atmosphere was quite warm.

Among these immortal cultivators who came and went, there were disciples of famous sects who had been refined, there were real people who were scattered in the mountains and fields, and Zheng Zheng also saw members of the overseas alliance who were extremely ugly. These people add a boost to the vast desert out of thin air.

Zheng Zheng stopped one of the immortal cultivators who looked quite kind, and it was easy to ask about the settlement this time.

After another half a day of running, Zheng Zheng finally found a place.

It's a small oasis in the middle of the desert.

It is surrounded by yellow sand dunes and has a small lake in the middle with crystal clear water. On the four sides of the lake, there are many green trees that Zheng Zheng can't name. On the flat ground not far from the lake, rows of neat cacti stood up, enclosing a camp for about several miles.

Dozens of simple tents have been erected inside the camp, and at least twenty or thirty small stalls have been stretching on both sides. It's just that there are very few immortal cultivators in the stall now, and there are only three or five people in total, and they are sitting there a little listlessly.

Zheng Zheng was very curious, it was the first time he had come into contact with the sales stalls of immortal cultivators, and he wanted to know what they were selling, how they were going to trade, and so on.

He came to the gate of the bazaar, there were two Taoist priests in the middle stage of qi refining who were guarding there, glanced at it, saw that Zheng Zheng was cultivating, saw that he was very fresh, and after asking a few simple questions, he asked him to fill in the information, and then let him go easily.

It was afternoon, but he didn't feel the heat at all, but the coolness spread all over his body. I don't know which master threw the magic weapon into the sky, covering most of the sun's rays.

Zheng Zheng walked into the bazaar, the passage was deserted, and several immortal cultivators who set up stalls looked at Zheng Zheng, and they were also a little unrefreshed.

He looked expectantly for a moment, a look of disappointment on his face.

The things on the stall are all low-grade goods. Either it's ordinary attack and defense talismans, or it's the first-order and second-order demon beast inner pills, and there are some very common materials, including some ordinary pills and so on.

Zheng Zheng casually walked to a stall and flipped through the pill bottle on it, which contained ordinary qi gathering pills, but the color was dull and the texture was impure, which was more than a star and a half worse than the pills he had refined.

Can such an elixir be put on the table for sale?

Zheng Zheng's heart was full of confusion, he deliberately took it in his hand, and pretended to say casually: "Fellow Daoist, how can you sell this pill?"

This immortal cultivator is about fifty years old, his hair on both sides is a little gray, and his face is full of wrinkles, he saw that although Zheng Zheng had a sickly face, the mana fluctuations on his body were also obscure, and his cultivation was obviously a cut higher than himself, so he couldn't help but smile cautiously with a smile on his face: "This Dao brother, this Qi Gathering Pill five bottles for a lower grade spirit stone, or for a hydrangea plant." ”

"Inferior spirit stones?"

Zheng Zheng was stunned for a moment, could it be said that the spirit stone is a circulating trading chip?

Remembering that there were only more than ten lower-grade spirit stones in his space, his brain twitched, what does this mean?

I'm almost no different from a pauper.

As for the Purple Grass, it was a second-order alchemy material, and it was one of the main materials for refining the Condensation Divine Pill, and there was a lot of it in his pagoda space.

Seeing that Zheng Zheng's face was not very good-looking, the old man mistakenly thought that he was not satisfied with his offer, and his old face was squeezed into a ball, like an orange peel, and he hurriedly flattered him: "Brother Dao, this is just a normal price, if you need it, I can add two more bottles." ”

Zheng Zheng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he had a large number of low-level alchemy materials. Due to the space of the pagoda, the growth inside is several times faster than in the real world, and no one destroys the collection, so I am afraid that it will be enough to refine it for a long time.

If you refine them into elixirs and then earn spirit stones, this is a good way.

Spirit stones can be used for cultivation and can also be used for trading, and they are a hard currency.

With this thought, Zheng Zheng pretended to be casual and said, "I just arrived and I don't know anything about the situation here. The White Jade Market is about to open, why are there so few people here?"

The old man didn't dare to slack off, and replied, "During the day, they all went out to look for the treasures left out of the white jade ruins, and they will only come back at night." But today the situation is a bit special, so it is less visible. ”

Zheng Zheng was curious: "Oh, what's special about today?"

The old man said: "At noon today, in the desert about fifty miles to the west, there was a sudden news that the Earth Dragon Ball had been unearthed. “

"This earth dragon ball is amazing, it is said that only on the earth dragon vein, under the spirit stone vein, can contain this mysterious bead. Once formed, as long as it is held in the hand, it can not only speed up the cultivation speed of immortal cultivators, but also be a natural magic weapon. It integrates attack and defense, and the experience is incomparable. ”

"It is rumored that more than 3,000 years ago, the Tenglong Immortal accidentally obtained an Earth Dragon Ball. It took just fifty years to go from the seventh layer of qi refining to the number one master below the golden pill. Of course, it is inseparable from his exercises and his own efforts, but without the strong support of the Earth Dragon Balls behind him, I am afraid that this amazing achievement would not have been possible. ”

"And the Earth Dragon Ball is known as the strongest magic weapon under the spiritual weapon. The old man said with envy on his face.

"Oh, then why don't you go?" Zheng Zheng was also a little moved, but when he thought that the world was full of immortal cultivators, he forcibly cut off his thoughts. Good things must also be taken with a life.

"I, I'm a monk on the second level of Qi refining, and I'm not qualified to go there to be soot. The old man said with a wry smile on his face.