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Chapter 123: Dan Valley

After taking a deep look at Wang Cheng, Zhou Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't say much, and at this moment, he directly took Wang Cheng into the Scripture Pavilion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is densely packed with wooden frames more than one zhang high, and countless jade slips are piled up on it, exuding a dazzling jade light, these jade lights are not strong, but because there are too many of them, they are condensed together, faintly forming a Dao Dao light curtain.

"Senior Brother Wang, according to the rules of the sect, you can watch all the classics here, but you can't rub them and don't take them out. Zhou Yan's tone was calm, and he spoke at this moment.

Wang Cheng's eyes were calm, and after nodding, his divine sense immediately swept over the rows of wooden shelves, and it didn't take long for him to look calm, slowly walked under a wooden frame, and took out a jade slip on it.

Zhou Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he almost recognized the jade slip that Wang Cheng was holding at this moment, which was the experience left by an elder in the sect when he was married.

With a somewhat complicated expression, he took a deep look at Wang Chenghou, and walked to the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with feelings in his heart......

"I, Zhou Yan, have reached the late stage of foundation building for nearly a hundred years, and more than ten times have failed...... If you want to get married, even if you have more resources, if you don't have qualifications...... It's hard to climb!"

Zhou Yan's expression showed a trace of bitterness, the failure of the knot pill in the past hundred years made him have a shadow of the knot that he would never succeed, for Wang Cheng here, he shook his head in his heart, and secretly felt that Wang Cheng would definitely suffer the same twists and turns as him if he wanted to knot......

Wang Cheng always stood under the wooden frame, and there were many jade slips on this wooden frame, all of which were about the experience of the knot and some records.

The content of each jade slip was of different lengths, and Wang Cheng looked at it very carefully, until he confirmed that there was no mistake or omission, and then he would look at the next one.

A few days passed quickly.

Wang Cheng slowly put down the last jade slip, and had a deep understanding of the knot pill in his heart at this moment.

"There is a chance of knotting, if I knot now, the chance is too low......" Wang Cheng muttered in his heart, the monk's knot is a hurdle, and it is extremely difficult to cross it.

"The odds are low... Fortunately, it can still be improved, and if you want to increase the chance of getting a pill, you can rely on the pill. Wang Cheng took a deep breath, his heart gradually calmed down, all he had to do now was to find all the pills that could increase the chance of getting a pill.

If you want to say that the place with the most pills in the Linghuang Sect is Dangu, Wang Cheng thought for a while, flew out of the Scripture Pavilion, and galloped in the direction of Dangu.

Linghuang Sect Dan Valley is a giant valley composed of several mountain peaks, this place is only open to disciples who build a foundation and cultivate, and it is surrounded by formations to protect it, so that this place can not be disturbed by the outside world.

Soon, Wang Cheng came to the entrance of this Dan Valley, and directly entered the Dan Valley with his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building.

The Dan Valley is extremely large, with rows of attics, and from time to time there is a medicinal fragrance coming out, echoing in the valley, making this place immediately have a sense of fairy.

Wang Cheng's appearance also attracted the attention of some people, these people were all in the late stage of foundation building, and their faces changed slightly after seeing Wang Cheng.

"Who is this person? There doesn't seem to be such a person among the disciples of the late stage of foundation building cultivation in Dangu. ”

"When I came to this Dangu in the later stage of foundation building, it seems that I was also looking for an elixir to increase the chance of getting a pill...... It's a pity that the only bottle of Ning Ling Pill was bought by Senior Brother Li of Rakshasa Mountain, and at least for a hundred years, there will be no pills in Dangu that can help monks form pills......"

Wang Cheng walked all the way, almost every attic he would sweep with his divine sense, and gradually he also found that although there were many pills in the Dan Valley, they were all pills below the Dan stage.

This kind of pill is not very useful for him at this moment, except for increasing some spiritual power, and as he walked by, Wang Cheng found that this Dangu was more like a market, where he could pay for the Dan Master of Dangu to refine the pill, and he could also buy and sell the pill.

Three days passed, and Wang Cheng didn't find anything, as if there was no pill in this Dangu that could help the Zhuji Cultivator increase the chance of conforming to the pill.

Fortunately, in the past three days, he has learned more about this place, for example, in this Dan Valley, as long as the money is paid, a reward can be issued, and the Dan Master here can refine the pill required by the bounty.

The money in the cultivation realm is spirit stones, and Wang Cheng doesn't have much, so it's far from enough to release a reward.

"There's a lot more to the Ink Spirit...... This item should be able to sell some spirit stones here. Wang Chengpan sat in a remote cave in Dangu, thinking secretly in his heart.

If you want to issue a bounty, you must have spirit stones, and the most common first-level bounty requires a thousand spirit stones, which are divided into nine levels, and the amount of spirit stones for each level of bounty is tenfold.

After a little groaning, Wang Cheng walked out of the cave, this place was only temporarily opened up by him, the moment he came out, his right hand pointed at the cave, and suddenly a spiritual power was emitted to erase the traces of the cave.

After doing this, Wang Cheng's face was calm, and he walked towards the densely populated attics in the valley.

These attics are densely packed so that they form a road, and in the center of this road there is the largest attic.

This attic is surrounded by an empty space of more than ten zhang, in the Dan Valley, it immediately shows the unusual attic here, outside this attic, Wang Cheng's figure slowly appeared.

Compared to other places, this place seemed a little deserted, Wang Cheng glanced at the attic and walked in.

The attic is very large, there are several chairs, and there are dozens of people sitting in this attic at this moment, these people are all cultivating in the foundation building realm, and there are several people in it whose cultivation has reached the great perfection of foundation building.

Wang Cheng's arrival immediately attracted attention, especially those foundation-building Great Perfection existences, and at the moment of Wang Cheng's arrival, one after another divine consciousness swept towards him.

Feeling the visit of his divine sense, Wang Cheng's expression was calm, and his heart moved, and a wave of cultivation fluctuations that were about to reach the late stage of foundation building emanated from his body. If he is compared to cultivation, he is not the highest in this Dan Valley, but if he is compared to divine consciousness, unless he reaches the realm of Yudan, no one can compare with him.

After feeling the fluctuation of Wang Cheng's cultivation, those few divine senses were quietly withdrawn.

This place is the trading place in the Dan Valley, and every transaction is held here, because this is the Dan Valley, and there are many sect elders sitting in the town, so the risk of trading here is almost zero.

Wang Cheng glanced around, at this moment the transaction had begun in the attic, Wang Cheng's face was gloomy, he slowly walked to a chair and sat down, silently observing the surroundings.

"A hundred-year-old cold spirit grass can be used to refine the cold spirit pill, this thing Zhang only sells ninety spirit stones, and ninety spirit stones will be exchanged for one!"

At this moment, in a densely populated place in this attic, a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, dozens of blue herbs piled up in front of him at this moment, and his voice sounded loudly to the surroundings. (To be continued.) )