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Chapter 153: Why not eat minced meat (seventh update)

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Seeing this scene, the leader of Xuanwu Sect subconsciously wanted to take action, but Xiao Wuyou stopped him.

"They're just some minions. We're new here, so it's better to find out the situation first."

Seeing this, the head of the Xuanwu Sect stopped.

Others began to observe the city's environment.

The sixteenth city was only a few hundred meters long and wide, not even a small city, but it was enough to house a hundred of them.

Although the living conditions are not as good as their residence in Dajin, the aura here is somewhat richer than where their sect is.

This is what cultivators care about most.

After roughly arranging their respective residences, a war boat flew in the distant sky. The war boat was densely packed with people. At a glance, there were probably nearly a thousand people.

This group of people were wearing armor and had indifferent expressions. They could tell at a glance that they were regular troops.

After a while, the war boat landed, and the leading general in golden armor scanned the crowd, seemingly looking for the leading monk.

At this time, Xiao Wuyou took the initiative to stand up.

"Senior, we are the border troops of Daxia. We have been ordered to come to the 16th city to obey the orders of all seniors. There are a thousand and one people in our army, including one person who is building pills, two hundred people who are building foundations, and eight people who are practicing qi. Hundreds of people.

The task of the seniors and me is to guard the 20-kilometer Great Wall defense line on both sides of the 16th City to prevent the demon clan from infiltrating. "

"Is there a line of defense in front of the Great Wall?"

Chen Chen looked into the depths of the miasma. If he remembered correctly, Xia Xishuang flew into the miasma when she left.

"Yes, ahead is the Haoran Sword Sect. This Great Wall is just the second line of defense for our human race, specially designed to deal with some low-cultivation fish that slip through the net." The golden-armored general explained.

Chen Chen understood this clearly, but he was not careless.

God knows what kind of cultivation the golden-armored general mentioned as the low-cultivation fish that slipped through the net

If the cultivation level is really low, there won't be so many strong men responsible for guarding a defense line that is less than a hundred miles away.

You must know that every monk here can control a state in Dajin.

The golden-armored general added: "A hundred miles southwest of here, there is a large stronghold with various supplies. You can exchange it for spiritual stones or demon inner elixirs.

If you are rich, you can even exchange for elixirs refined by the Jade Cauldron Alchemy Sect that directly improve your cultivation. However, there is a limit. Each person can only go once every half a month, and they cannot stay for more than one day at a time. "

Hearing this, all the Jin monks felt their hearts burning.

The Jade Cauldron Alchemy Sect is also one of the four sects of the human race. Its most powerful place is in elixir refining. It can even refine the inner elixir of violent monsters into gentle cultivation elixirs. They have heard about this for a long time.

They didn't dare to think about it before, but they didn't expect that they would have the opportunity to come into contact with it now.

After introducing various matters, General Jin Jia led a thousand low-level monks to camp behind the city.

It has to be said that although these thousand people are not highly cultivated, they are able to follow orders and prohibitions, and they seem to know some kind of formation, and they all walk with a certain pattern.

Wait until the afternoon.

Chen Chen couldn't stay in the city anymore. He didn't know how these Jin monks could endure it. They knew that there was a large stronghold hundreds of miles away, but none of them even thought about going there.

Could it be that we can't go now? There doesn't seem to be any fighting, right

Thinking of this, he casually called a Jindan monk and asked: "Brother, how about we go to that stronghold to have a look, it's only a hundred miles away, and with your and my cultivation, it won't take long to get there. "

"I won't go..." The golden elixir monk touched his storage ring with a shy look on his face.

Chen Chen glanced at him sympathetically, and then approached his master Xiao Wuyou. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wuyou also refused.

"Apprentice, you are too young. The reason why they don't go is because they don't understand the place. You can only go there once every half a month, so of course you have to be careful.

It would be best for someone to go there first and inquire about the prices of things there. After they learn about it, they will be fully prepared. Those who should borrow spiritual stones will borrow spiritual stones, and those who should sell things will sell things, and then go again. This way, they can Don't waste the opportunity that comes once every half month. "

Hearing Xiao Wuyou's words, Chen Shen was speechless.

This was the first time he had seen poverty described in such a fresh and refined manner.

In fact, it was true that he took it too much for granted.

To describe it in one sentence, "Why not eat minced meat?"

Being accustomed to being a rich man, he subconsciously thought that everyone was like him and had no shortage of spiritual stones. Unbeknownst to ordinary people, a group of monks from the Jin Dynasty, except him, had to live a careful life.

"Are other monks having such a difficult time?"

Secretly wiping a handful of bitter tears, Chen Chen checked in and flew to the southwest alone.

Since everyone is waiting for a stupid young man, let him be the one!

When his wealth reaches a certain level, he can go anywhere without panic. This is his confidence!

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Chen left, a group of Jin monks started talking.

"That foolish young man, the Holy Son of Tianyun Sect, is gone!"

"When he comes back later, I'll ask him about the price of the cultivation elixir. If I can't afford it, uncle, you have to lend me some!"

"Don't worry, but if it's too different, you have to lend me some first. I want to buy a piece of spiritual gold to temper the magic weapon."

"If the difference is too much, I will borrow some from my senior brother."

“…”

A distance of a hundred miles was nothing to Chen Chen now. It didn't take long before he arrived at the so-called stronghold.

There is no city wall or spiritual formation. Strictly speaking, it is just a huge market.

However, there are also buildings, restaurants, and elixir shops specializing in selling elixirs in this market. Of course, the most popular ones are the private stalls set up by various monks.

"Selling the inner elixir of monsters! Cultivation level is random, one hundred pieces of medium-grade spiritual stone!"

"Selling healing elixirs, secretly made from ancestors, with powerful effects!"

"Selling magic weapons, the alchemy monks can use them!"

Looking at the stalls, Chen Chen felt very fresh. In Dajin, how could a monk with this level of cultivation be so shameless as to set up a stall

But it was good here. Not to mention the pill-forming monks, he also saw several Nascent Souls.

"Where is the most valuable thing within a fifty-meter radius?"

"The inner elixir of the thousand-year-old monster twenty meters to the left."

Chen Chen used the system to track as he walked, and it didn't take long for him to track down several items that were worth the money.

However, he has no interest. This kind of business of earning one hundred and eighty spiritual stones is not worth his words, otherwise he will be degrading his status!

"Selling ancient battlefield treasures! A pile of one hundred mid-grade spiritual stones!"

Hearing this call, Chen Chen looked over subconsciously.

A pill-forming monk was shouting in front of a stall in the middle, and in front of him were a dozen sundries.

Either magic weapon fragments or strange objects with strange shapes.

After Chen Chen used the system for a while, he realized that it was a bunch of rubbish.

However, he became interested in the ancient battlefield mentioned by the other party.

"Fellow Taoist, what is the ancient battlefield? Where is it?"

As Chen Chen said this, he spent a hundred spirit stones to buy all the junk.

The stall owner suddenly smiled and replied: "The ancient battlefield is the site of the battle between the human race and the monster race. It ranges from nearly ten thousand years ago to several decades ago! There is one thousands of miles to the south. A battlefield site from three thousand years ago, but you will be given a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones once you enter.

Brother, I’m not bragging, I picked these things up from there. You’ve made a lot of money, have you seen this? They are fragments of the life treasure of a powerful man in the Yuanshen Realm!

There is also this, the inner elixir of the Yuanshen Demon Clan, but it is a pity that it is dimmed in the dust... Alas! Brother, don't leave, you left your things behind! "

Chen Chen casually took the pile of garbage thrown by the stall owner and murmured: "Pick up money... I like it best."

(End of chapter)