Chapter 221 Taobao

Yang Shiyun came to the Central Plains for a while, and he had long heard that the top ten on the list of people had the strength to resist Jindan, and the top ten on the ground list also had the strength to resist Yuanying.

In the Southern Wilderness, there are some foundation building monks who can resist Jindan, but very few can be under the age of fifty.

As for those who can compete with the top ten on the land list, it is even rarer.

In addition, there are also lists in the alchemy industry, lists in the refining industry, etc., these legends who can be on the list, it can be said that each of them is no less talented than Yang Shiyun.

Judging from Yang Shiyun's old business, the Southern Wilderness Danshi Alliance has accumulated less than fifty masters over the years.

And in the Central Plains, there are 100 masters on the list alone, and what about the other alchemy masters who are not qualified to be on the list? Isn't there even more?

In the Central Plains, each skill has its own learning organization, and it can be said that a hundred schools of thought contend.

Yang Shiyun pondered, this may be far from the Central Plains from external wars, and under the guidance of the Terran Temple, plus a certain amount of internal strife, this can only develop to the extent it is now, but all this has also taken hundreds of thousands of years.

The development of civilization is extremely difficult, and the level of civilization in the Central Plains is the peak of fourth-level civilization.

And the other four domains have to resist the invasion of the demon clan, open up the wilderness, and feed back to the Central Plains. Therefore, the degree of prosperity of civilization is naturally not comparable to that of the Central Plains.

This life is really wonderful and unpredictable. A treasure containing an ancient inheritance originally fell into the hands of the stall owner. This opportunity for immortality should have belonged to this stall owner, but he hated pressing gold threads every year and making wedding clothes for others. In the end, it was cheaper to worship the Moon Venerable.

"If there is really a treasure and you really let me buy it, then don't you regret dying?" Yang Shiyun asked strangely as he looked into the stall owner's eyes.

The guest officer laughed at this, even if there was a treasure, at that time, it was unknown whether I would be alive or not. Besides, if you have a treasure, you have to have the strength to keep it. The stall owner replied very bluntly.

Yang Shiyun listened. I understand that the reason is very simple, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty. The Moon Venerable can be inherited. In the end, he became a god-turning power, why didn't there be any news in the early stage? Now that they have become famous, the news has come out.

Why?

Strength!

In the early stage, the Moon Worship Venerable was even inherited. I won't be stupid enough to get propaganda everywhere. That's too low-key to be low-key. And now, even if he says it, no one is looking for trouble.

Yang Shiyun carefully looked at the old objects on the stall, and finally an inconspicuous fragment in the corner caught Yang Shiyun's attention.

Yang Shiyun picked up the fragment and looked at it carefully for a while, the material of this thing is unknown, but it is extremely hard, it should be a fragment of an ancient treasure, right?

But Yang Shiyun couldn't see anything different about this fragment. It's just that his instinct tells him that he should buy it.

It's not expensive anyway. Yang Shiyun raised his head and said, "That's it, a thousand grade spirit stones, right?" Yang Shiyun took out ten medium-grade spirit stones and handed them to the stall owner.

The stall owner happily took the spirit stone and nodded in response: "Thank you for your patronage, do you want to choose more?"

At this moment, a young man in Chinese clothes walked over, also threw out ten medium-grade spars to the stall owner, and said, "Boss, I'll buy this thing." Pointing to the fragment in Yang Shiyun's hand, he said.

When the stall owner heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, guest officer, the thing has already been sold, or would you like to pick something else?"

Yang Shiyun glanced at the young man and the attendant behind him, just a little guy from the True Qi Realm and a dead soldier from the Jindan Realm, and turned around to leave.

However, being able to be accompanied by a dead soldier of the Jindan period also surprised Yang Shiyun with the strong background of the Central Plains, and he could meet a child of a family with the protection of the dead man of Jindan.

You must know that in a wealthy family like the Feng family, there will not be too many Jindan dead soldiers cultivated in each generation, because this is not cost-effective at all, and it is too wasteful of resources.

It consumes the resources of Jindan, but can only have the longevity of the foundation building period.

Even an ordinary low-grade Jindan monk is more useful than a Jindan dead monk.

At least they live long enough, and the value they create will naturally be greater.

"Friend, how about reselling something to me? I'll double the price. The young man in the Chinese robe turned around and stopped Yang Shiyun and spoke.

On the other side, the stall owner collected his things and quietly retreated. How could this master go south and north to mix rivers and lakes, how could he not know how to seek profit and avoid evil? Therefore, he slipped away early. Even if he saw that the fragment was not simple, as he said before, he did not have the strength to protect the treasure, and being able to sell a thousand grade spars was enough for him to spend more than half a year of cultivation, and contentment was the only way to live a long life.

"Not for sale, but I'm curious, what is this?" Yang Shiyun smiled and replied calmly.

"Friend, this is not a problem you should worry about, you really refuse to give this face?" asked the young man in the Chinese robe coldly.

"Who are you, why should I give you face?" Yang Shiyun asked amusedly.

"Very good, I hope you don't regret it. The young man in the robe snorted coldly, and did not entangle any more, let alone clash with Yang Shiyun, turned around and led people away.

Murong Jue is not stupid, this is a fang city, protected by the imperial court, who dares to make trouble here?

The imperial court in the Central Plains refers not only to the imperial family, but to the combination of common interests of the family and the sect represented by the imperial family.

The royal family cannot represent the imperial court, and the imperial family is only a part of the imperial court, and they may have some privileges, but they absolutely cannot monopolize power.

Therefore, the power of the imperial court within a country is the most powerful force, and no one dares to ignore the existence of national law.

Murong Jue was born in the Murong family, and it was a powerful family that had been inherited for thousands of years. He has a lot of influence in this small town, and even in the nearby prefectures, but that doesn't mean he dares to break the rules in the middle of the city.

"Uncle Hai, you send someone to keep an eye on that person, and as soon as he leaves the city, he will notify me, and find someone else to check the details of this person. Murong Jue said.

"Young master, you are studying here, don't you want to cause those unnecessary troubles?" the thin black man persuaded.

"Do you know what the man is holding? If I'm not mistaken, it's a fragment of a token from the Psychic Tower. Murong Jue replied affirmatively.

"Really?" the thin black man asked uncertainly, you must know that the Psychic Pagoda is an ancient secret realm, divided into ninety-nine layers, as long as you can pass the test of the Psychic Tower, you can become an Earth Immortal Dao Fruit and live forever.

It was a powerful secret realm used by ancient civilizations to cultivate immortals.

There are a total of ninety-nine pass-through tokens, but due to the competition of ancient civilizations, these tokens are basically all shattered, and their fragments are scattered all over the continent.

Even if it is a fragment, it can allow monks who are cultivated below the Yuan Infant to enter the secret realm and accept the test of the tower spirit. Each time you clear a level, there are great benefits.

Especially for monks who encounter bottlenecks and find it difficult to break through themselves, the Spiritual Pagoda is the best channel to break through themselves.

Since ancient times, the Psychic Tower has been born every 5,000 years, and as long as you hold a token or a token fragment, you can teleport into the Psychic Tower. And because this psychic tower is a trial, even if it fails, there will be no worries about life, but its trial is very real, even if you die in the trial, you can be resurrected outside the tower.

The opportunity for its trial is extremely rare. Every time the Psychic Tower is born, the person holding the fragment can teleport in, and after each end, its token or token fragment will fly in all directions, and those who are destined to get it.

There is a great terror between life and death, and being able to experience death without really dying is definitely a rare opportunity for monks to test, and no monk will give up.

"But young master, your position in the family is embarrassing, even if you get the admission ticket, you can only hand it over to the family, if you hide it privately, will the family elders let go of this opportunity to attack you. And how can you be sure that it's the ticket to the Psychic Tower?" asked the thin black man.

"Yes, how can I be sure? That's the key, I don't know this baby, and this treasure is in my hands, a year later, I got this opportunity, don't you think that's the best reason? Murong Jue blinked his eyes and said with a smile on his face. Murong Jue hid the secret of how he knew about the token fragment, and the black thin old man wisely didn't ask any more questions.

"Young Master is wise!" the thin black man praised happily.

"Uncle Hai, you brought me up since I was a child, after my mother's death, my status in the family has been squeezed out, if it weren't for you by my side, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualifications to come to this poetry book, I swore that I would go out and go back to the family to snatch back everything that belongs to me. Murong Jue announced with a firm face.

"**************, the young master will definitely succeed, the old slave will arrange it. The black and thin old man immediately went to arrange for manpower to do things.

Although Murong Jue was forced by some people in the family to leave the family to write poems, this does not mean that he is deprived of the status and title of the third young master of the Murong family.

Yang Shiyun returned to the inn with the fragment, looked at it carefully, and also saw some clues, affirming that this was a fragment, although he didn't know what it was, but judging from the tone and expression of the young man today, it must be extremely not simple.

Maybe you've found a treasure?

How could Yang Shiyun not understand that this was the opportunity brought by strong luck?

Maybe in the dark, this fragment originally belonged to the young man, but he was preempted by himself. (To be continued.) )