Chapter 153： Why not eat minced meat

Seeing this scene, Sect Master Xuanwu subconsciously wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Xiao Wuyou.

"It's just a little bit. It's better to figure out the situation first if we are new."

Seeing this, Sect Master Xuanwu stopped his hand.

Others began to observe the environment of the city.

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

Although their living conditions are not as good as their residence in Dajin, the aura here is a bit stronger than where their sect is located.

This is what the cultivator cares most about.

Roughly arranged their respective residences, a war boat flew in the distant sky, and there were densely packed people standing on the war boat. At a glance, there might be nearly a thousand people.

Wearing armor, these people looked cold, and they knew they were regular troops.

After a while, the warship fell, and the leader of the golden armor glanced at the crowd, seeming to be looking for the leader monk.

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

"This senior, I am waiting for the Great Xia Frontier Army. I have been ordered to come to the Sixteenth City and take orders from the seniors. There are a total of 1,001 people in my team. Among them, there is one man who has formed a pill, two hundred people have built a foundation, and eight are trained Hundreds of people.

The task of seniors and me is to defend the 20-kilometer Great Wall defensive line on each side of the Sixteenth City to prevent the monsters from infiltrating. "

"Are there lines of defense in front of the Great Wall?"

Chen Chen looked into the depths of the miasma. If he remembered correctly, Xia Xishhuang was flying into the miasma when she left.

"Yes, ahead is the Haoran Sword Sect. This Great Wall is only the second line of defense for my human race, specializing in dealing with some low-cultivation fish that slip through the net." General Jin Jia explained.

Chen Chen understood this, but he didn't care.

God knows what kind of cultivation level is the low cultivation level of the slippery fish that this golden armor general said?

If the cultivation base is really low, there won't be so many strong people who are only responsible for defending less than a hundred miles.

We must know that every monk here can be in a state in Dajin.

The Jinjia general added: "There is a large stronghold in a hundred li to the southwest, where there are various supplies of materials. You can exchange it with spirit stones or monster inner pills.

If you have a lot of wealth, you can even exchange it for a pill that is refined by Yuding Danzong to directly improve your cultivation. However, there is a restriction. Each person can only go once in half a month, and the stay cannot exceed one day at a time. "

Hearing this, the hearts of the great Jin cultivators were fiery.

The Jade Ding Pill Sect is also one of the four human races. Its most powerful place lies in alchemy, and it can even refine the violent monster inner pill into a gentle cultivation pill, which they have long heard.

They didn't even dare to think about it before, but they didn't expect to have the opportunity to get in touch now.

...

After the introduction of various things, General Jin Jia took a thousand low-level monks to camp behind the city.

I have to say that although the cultivation level of these thousand people is not high, they are forbidden, and they seem to have a certain formation, and they all walk with a certain law.

Waited until the afternoon.

Chen Chen couldn't stay in the city anymore. He didn't know how this group of Dajin cultivators could stand it. Knowing that there were large strongholds hundreds of miles away, he didn't even think about going one by one.

Could it be impossible to go now? There seems to be no war?

Thinking of this, he casually called a golden core monk and asked: "Brother, why don't we go to the stronghold to take a look, but a hundred miles away, based on your cultivation base, it won't take long to be there. "

"Don't go..." The Jindan monk touched his storage ring, his face was ashamed.

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

"Apprentice, you are too young. The reason why they don't go is because they don't know the place, and that place can only be visited once in half a month. Of course, you have to be more cautious.

It’s best if a stunned young man will go there first to find out the prices of the things there. After they learn about it, they have made enough preparations. They should borrow the spirit stone from the spirit stone, and sell the things that should be sold, and then go again. Will not waste the opportunity once every half a month. "

Chen Chen was speechless when he heard Xiao Wuyou's words.

It was the first time he saw Qiong who said so fresh and refined.

In fact, he really took it for granted.

In one sentence, "Why not eat minced meat?"

When he was used to being a local tyrant, he subconsciously thought that everyone was the same as him, there was no shortage of spiritual stones, and a group of Dajin monks, except him, had to live carefully.

"Are other monks so difficult?"

Secretly wiped a handful of bitter tears, Chen Chen registered and flew to the southwest alone.

Since everyone is waiting for a stunner, let him be it!

When the wealth of the family is sufficient to a certain extent, he will not panic wherever he goes. This is his confidence!

Sure enough, when Chen Chen left, all the great Jin monks began to talk.

"The stunned green of the Heavenly Cloud Sect Saint Son is gone!"

"He will come back later and I will ask him the price of the cultivation base medicine. If I can't afford it, Uncle Master, you have to lend me some!"

"Don't worry, but if the difference is too much, you have to lend me some first. I want to buy a piece of spiritual gold and refine the magic weapon."

"If there is too much difference, I will borrow some more from my senior."

"..."

...

The distance of hundreds of miles is nothing to Chen Chen now. It didn't take long before he came to the so-called stronghold.

There is no city wall, no spiritual formation, strictly speaking, it is a huge market.

But there are also buildings in this market, restaurants, and pill pharmacies that specialize in pill medicine. Of course, the most are private booths set up by various monks.

"Selling monster inner alchemy! Random cultivation base, one hundred middle-grade spirit stones!"

"Selling healing pills, secretly made from ancestors, and powerful!"

"Sell magic weapons, monk Dan can be used!"

...

Looking at the stalls, Chen Chen only felt very fresh. In Dajin, where did the monks with this kind of cultivation level show their faces?

But it's better here, let alone the cultivator Dan, even Yuan Ying has seen several Where is the most valuable thing with a radius of 50 meters? "

"The millennium monster inner alchemy 20 meters to the left."

Chen Chen used the system to track as he walked, and it didn't take long for him to track a few items of great value.

However, he has no interest, this kind of business of earning a hundred and eighty spirit stones is not worth his mouth and tongue, otherwise he will surrender his status!

"Sell ancient battlefield treasures! A pile of one hundred middle-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing this call, Chen Chen looked over subconsciously.

In the middle of a booth, a Dan knot monk was shouting, and in front of him, there were more than a dozen sundries.

Either magic weapon fragments or strange objects with strange shapes.

Chen Chen used the system for a while and knew that it was a pile of garbage.

However, he became interested in the ancient battlefield described by the opponent.

"Friends, what is the ancient battlefield? Where is it?"

While talking, Chen Chen spent 100 shi to buy all the garbage.

The stall owner immediately smiled and replied: "The ancient battlefield is the site of the battlefield where the human race and the monster race once fought. It is nearly ten thousand years ago, and there are many decades ago! Just a thousand miles to the south A battlefield site three thousand years ago, but one hundred middle-grade spirit stones were given to one entry.

Brother, I didn’t blow it, I picked up these things from there. You made a lot of money. Have you seen this? It is a fragment of the treasure of the primordial spirit realm powerhouse!

And this, the inner alchemy of the Yuanshen Demon Race, it's a pity that the dust is dimmed... alas! Brother, don't go, your things have fallen! "

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

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