Chapter 272: Secret Realm Open
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Huashan Gate
- Lehe
- 2172 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:12:01
According to the instructions on the map, where Yu Yu is staying is no less than 100,000 miles away from Duanfan City. If he is flying 10,000 miles per day, he will have to fly for ten consecutive days. At this time, Yu Yu knows how far he is from Xijian. How old, tens of thousands of miles away, people still bring themselves, and flew there in an hour or two. A novel ≯﹤
Alone, empty-handed, and using ancient flying magic weapons, these distances take ten days to fly, and the gap is simply not to be counted.
After flying continuously for ten days, when he arrived about five hundred miles outside Duanfan City, Yu Yu stopped, rested all night, and entered the city the next day.
Unlike a mortal city, there is no one to guard the gates, and there are no so-called gates. It is an open residence for human monks. The permanent population is actually not large, and most of these are business people. The people here are extremely mobile. According to Zao Wou-Ki's statement, all added together, the fixed population is only 50,000!
This is because most of the monks do not live here, such as the people from the Academy, and the many monks in the Holy City. Most of them are not here. In fact, the number of human monks is far more than that. It is basically impossible to count how many there are now. Too many monks and mortals have become one.
The city is very large. Although the population is small, it is actually not much smaller than the holy city.
Yu Yu first found an inn and wanted to stay for one night. Xiaoer said, "One hundred taels of silver a night, or a piece of spar!"
"Why don't you grab it?" Yu Yu almost threw up his face, Xiao Er looked at the stunned green who looked like a rawhide stick in front of him, and couldn't help but look again and again. "I said this guest officer. , Is this the first time you are here with us?"
"Yes, so what?" Yu Yu deliberately assumed a young posture, and Xiao Er smiled. "That's no wonder, our guest shops here are basically at this price, which has been for many years. So. You live if you want to live, you are welcome to visit the next home!"
Yu Yu walked away!
Yu Yu is really reluctant to spend a hundred taels of silver for people who live for five taels of silver for a night. If Doudou knows about this, she must feel distressed to death.
Seeing that there was still some time at noon, Yu Yu was strolling in the street and came to the free market unknowingly.
The so-called free market is relative to those very formal shops. The trades here are all low-level cultivators, and the range of low-level cultivators is from the virtual field realm to the top of the river realm.
Only after reaching the Fate Realm can I be qualified to become a great monk. At that time, Linglong Shuiyuetian Master Sister Han Duxue was indifferent to Yu Yu in the Void Realm, because the status of the two monks was so different.
When you first came here to trade, you only need to pay a certain fee to the management staff to set up a share, and the fee is very small. But it is no longer needed. Most of them are casual cultivators, or low-level disciples of various sects, who want to sell something good, but feel that they can't sell it in a formal place, so they come here to trade.
There are also disciples who want to exchange what they want with what they have. Because they may not be able to buy that thing, they can only try their luck by exchanging things.
In short, this is a place where low-level cultivators gather and trade, but according to Zao Wou-ki's words, there are occasionally large cultivators here to shop for treasure. Because it's not far from the ancient Taoist temple, some young monks don't recognize them when they get their treasures.
Maybe because it had snowed some time ago, the streets here are very refreshing and clean. Yu Yu walked into the free market and saw that it was a long market without a facade. There are many young people on both sides of the road doing business, and occasionally you can see older people setting up stalls.
Since it was the first time to see the monk trading, Yu Yu also found it fresh. He couldn't help but look at everything. His behavior was naturally seen in the eyes of many veterans, and he determined that this is a master who can be a bit oily. But I never thought that although the other party admired their things very much, they never saw it.
The admiration is from the heart, because Yu Yu thinks it is really good. Although some things can be seen as fake or inferior with his eyesight, the vividness of imitating can be regarded as hard. A good cottage will have a bright future, so Yu Yu will mostly praise it.
But he wouldn't buy it, not because he cherished money, but because he didn't use many things. For example, Fu Zhuan, the tools used to make Fu Zhuan, the materials of the pill, or the materials for refining, or weapons. He didn't use these, and Feng Lin Pavilion didn't lack at all, it was just a sentence. As for weapons, he had thunder-thunder in his own hand, and these things were naturally incomparable.
However, the Luo Anchang sword he is holding now has been slightly processed in appearance to avoid being recognized. After spinning for a long time, Yu Yu hasn't finished the small half street. As he was walking, Yu Yu's heart moved, and to face him, Xue Ziling and the two old men walked over.
The two old men are both in the middle stage of the scene, and Xue Ziling's current cultivation base is the same as that of Yu Yu, in the middle stage of the real scene. Yu Yu knew that the Xue family of Duanyun Mountain had not been a monk for at least the last two hundred years. These two old men must be people who had no great prospects for cultivation, and had come to the Xue family to be the guest of honor.
At this time, he was also holding a sword, looking around, seeming to be very interested in these things. Yu Yu thought that the Xue family's affairs were probably over, and Xue Ziling couldn't help but come here. The senior brother was right. It seems that all monks will always come to this place.
After they arrived, Yu Yuxian was right. This is indeed the world where monks should come! Although full of danger, but also full of opportunities and possibilities.
Yu Yu looked down at a small stall next to him, and Xue Ziling was looking at something beside him. Neither of them glanced at anyone. Xue Ziling did not know Yu Yu now, and Yu Yu did not want him to know his identity.
The stall is a little girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, next to him is an uncle. The little girl is in the ninth stage of the virtual scene and is about to reach the Great Consummation. The uncle is in the middle of the real scene, just like Yu Yu, on the stall. There are some exercises, and there are swords and knives that seem to be very old, but they are fake at first glance, and some seem to be magic weapons, and some alchemy materials that seem to be old.
Except for the exercises, Yu Yu didn't look at the whole stall. He didn't know how well it was. He concluded that the others were basically fakes.
"What is this?" Yu Yu asked the little girl, pointing to something similar to his own flying shuttle on the stall.
The little girl was reading a book, there were a lot of people coming and going, and less asking. The middle-aged uncle next to him was sitting on the log pier, his eyes staring in a daze, as if thinking about something.
When the little girl heard someone ask something, she quickly stood up, sorted out the mess on her head, smiled at Yu Yu shyly, "I'm sorry~EbookFREE.me~ is fascinated, is the son asking about this flying shuttle?"
"Flying shuttle?" Yu Yu was taken aback, and Xue Ziling and the two old men next to him were also taken aback, turning their faces to look here. Yu Yu was a plain-looking young man at this time, his face was slightly arrogant, and at first glance he seemed to be a disciple of a certain school who had not gone through the mountain gate, somewhat arrogant.
He nodded and said nothing.
"It's a flying shuttle, a flying magic weapon, it's very precious! The son should buy one, and the secret realm will restart again in a few days. With it, it means one more life!" The girl explained in a hurry.
Xue Ziling and the three of them approached, an old man picked up the thing and put it in his hands and looked at it, then put it down and said, "How is this thing sold?"
"You can only buy it with spars, one for ten low-grade spars!" The little girl seemed to quote the price coyly, as if she herself felt embarrassed.
Yu Yu wanted to laugh but didn't laugh.
In this era, who has ten low-grade spars to buy such a very poor imitation thing.
The old man smiled, but didn't point it out. He just said faintly, "One-time, it is estimated that a spar is overvalued. You ask for ten spars, I'm afraid it won't sell!"
The little girl's face was a little red. Look at the middle-aged uncle sitting next to him. The uncle wanted to get angry, but when he saw two old men, both of them were cultivators, he seemed to hold back his anger and was not salty. Not indifferent, "I'm afraid you are going to the secret realm in a few days. This thing is a one-time, and it can only fly for a hundred miles. But the critical moment is enough to save lives. Are you worth ten spars?"
The old man smiled, "Every time the Secret Realm is opened multiple times, I don't care about this time twice, but this time it is for low-level monks. I'm interested in going there, but"
Then pull the head to look at the middle-aged uncle, and smile faintly, "The cost of going to the secret realm is exactly ten low-grade spars per person, presumably you are not enough?"
The middle-aged uncle seemed to have broken his wishful thinking and his face was slightly ugly. He snorted coldly, "This is a free market. If you think the price is too high, you might as well look elsewhere and don't stop people from doing business!"
The little girl immediately waved to the old man when he heard what the uncle said, "Old man, my father has a bad temper. Don't be familiar with him. He treats everyone like this!"
"Humph", the middle-aged uncle snorted coldly, turned his face away, and stopped looking at a few people.
Yu Yu left angrily, and Xue Ziling and the others felt bored and left.
In fact, the free market still has many good things, but it is basically useless for Yu Yu. Whether it's Fuzhuan, pill, weapon or even magic weapon, if he wants it, Fenglinge Zao Wou-ki will definitely give it.
What he lacks is spar!
If there are really good things here, he doesn't mind buying some back, but in fact many of them are not good~EbookFREE.me~ Most of them are shoddy, especially imitations. I don't know where these young people got it from.
In the evening, I found a very small inn and paid fifty taels of silver to live in, and Yu Yu began to plan the itinerary for these few days. According to the girl during the day, a few days later, it will be the days when the secret realm will be opened. Should I go and see?
There are many secret realms in the ancient dojo. The so-called secret realms are actually the ancient battlefields. After thousands of people's continuous exploration, these battlefields were roughly divided into levels. There are places suitable for low-level cultivators to go, and there are places where cultivators are advised to go.
It is opened several times a year, and the major monks take turns in charge of the management of the opening. The so-called management is actually to open channels, send people in, and then take the living people out within a specified time.
Of course, this job is simple to say, and it is not impossible for a great monk to do it. The universities also participated, but this time there were no universities.
Yu Yu was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep, and Zao Wou-ki repeatedly told that the secret realm should not be gone. But this time it was aimed at low-level monks, Yu Yu was a little tempted!
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