God level swordsman

Chapter 8 Divine Soil 2
For three consecutive days, Zhao Taijun went out early and returned late, went to the streets every day to wander around the city, but found nothing.At noon this day, after lunch, he went to the street again.In the past, he was used to walking around alone, and no one paid special attention to his movements.

Having said that, Zhao Tai was still cautious, observing the left and right in front of him carefully to see if anyone was following him.

Qiancheng was bustling as usual, on the noisy streets, people shuttled endlessly, Zhao Tai drifted with the crowd, and unknowingly wandered to the west gate.

Outside the west city is a river that surrounds the city, on which a wooden pontoon bridge is suspended, for the people inside and outside the city to trade and exchange.

Soon, Zhao Tai was attracted by a figure in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he strode forward.

The man was wearing a green mountain hat, and walked slowly from outside the city gate, and stopped after entering the city gate, his brows were full of eagerness.He opened his posture, took out a few pieces of black soil from the bag he had been carrying, held them carefully, put them on the ground one by one, and then yelled.

"Sacred soil, sell it at a low price, come and have a look."

"God's soil, god's soil, after passing this village, there will be no shop here, don't miss it when you pass by."

As he yelled at the top of his voice, passers-by on the left and right were attracted towards it, if not for anything else, just because of the word "divine soil".

The so-called sacred soil is a very special kind of soil. The soil itself is not very valuable, but it may contain pills and secret books of exercises.As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. Such a rare thing is all thanks to the blessings of the ancestors.

It is said that in ancient times, anyone who was about to die or who was about to die would prepare a handful of sacred soil and put the one thing that he couldn't let go of most in it, and passed it on to future generations when someone with a destiny opened it. The goods were buried in the ground forever. disappear into the world.

This thing is equivalent to the gambling stone in the south, but the gambling stone can only produce jade, but the sacred soil covers a wide range and is full of strange things.It may be a top-notch sword manual, or a magical weapon, or a secret book of internal skills, or even a pair of obscene pants, a letter, or an ordinary brush.

Compared with gambling on stones, the sacred soil is more attractive and more gambling.

If the secret book of the technique is given, it will be like reaching the sky in one step and leaping over the dragon's gate.Therefore, everyone in the Nanling Dynasty likes to buy sacred soil and gamble on their luck.

This item is very popular, it can be said that there is no market for the price.

The person who took out this batch of sacred soil was not an ordinary person, but the leader of a large caravan in Nanpingzhou. At the junction of Qiancheng and Yuzhang County, he met a gang of bandits and ransacked the caravan. He fought desperately. After escaping a way out, he only brought out these few pieces of sacred soil, and then drifted to Qiancheng, intending to sell the sacred soil in exchange for travel expenses back to Nanpingzhou.

All this information was learned by Zhao Tai in his previous life, and he also knew that soon someone would buy all of this guy's sacred land and open up two cheat books.One is Zixia Magic Art, and the other is Biphosphorous Needle.The former is a martial art within the sect, and the latter is a hidden weapon martial art.

"In my previous life, I just snatched the Jade Phosphorus Needle and gave Jiang Wudao an advantage. Now I can't teach him to succeed no matter what. If I let him practice the Zixia Magic Skill, unless I re-learn the magic skill, I will have to use Tonggui Sword Technique, The Jade Phosphorus Needle, coupled with the Zhao family's Spiritual Snake Fist and Wen Snake Kung Fu, are no match. In my previous life, I spent a lot of money to deal with Jiang Wudao, and I can't repeat the same mistake now no matter what."

Zhao Tai was the first person to find the manager who was living here, but he was a little far away, and he didn't walk up to him immediately.Even so, the distance between the two was no more than twenty meters, and they walked to the front in just a few breaths.

Fortunately, no one had bought it. Otherwise, he would have regretted buying what he wanted. Time would never come back to him again. In this case, he would have no choice but to do evil things and try to block the way and seize them. Po's evil.

"Seller, your sacred land is too expensive, and you actually want 20 taels of silver each, which doesn't match the market price." A passer-by with a wretched face poked his hands into his sleeve pockets and said quite frankly.

20 taels of silver, which is about the same amount that ordinary people earn in a year.

One tael of silver is almost equivalent to the purchasing power of 120 yuan in later generations, and the price of 20 taels for a piece of sacred soil is indeed a sky-high price.

Let me ask, is anyone willing to spend a year's money on a bleak future?If the bet is right, everyone will be happy, and one person will win the Tao and ascend to heaven; if the bet is lost, a pair of underwear will be released, and they cannot be sold as antiques, and the family can only go to the street to drink the northwest wind.

Most of the pedestrians coming and going are ordinary people, just watching the excitement. Those who really want to buy will never wait and see for so long.

Zhao Tai pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and put a bank note in front of his forehead, a total of 100 taels.

"I want it all."

The calm voice caused the crowd to explode.

"A noble son from a rich family, he is generous in his actions. I don't know if his brain has been caught by the door."

"It costs 100 taels to open a few pairs of obscene trousers from the ancients, and they are dried when they see the light, and there is no chance to even kiss Fangze. It's better to go to the brothel and find some girls, indulge in sensuality, and be happy for a while."

The down-and-out caravan manager was also in a daze for a while, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He knew that the sacred land would be sold, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, he sold all five pieces of divine soil?

"My lord, you mean, do you want them all?" The steward of the caravan swallowed and asked cautiously.

"Ah."

Zhao Tai nodded, and politely stuffed the bank note into his hand.

With that said, Zhao Tai bent down and picked up all the gods.

"Let me help you." The caravan steward dared not let the customer do it himself, and scooped up the five sacred soils first.The black clod was not light, and it lowered his waist by a few points.

"Thank you." Zhao Tai nodded slightly, reaching out to pick it up.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded from the crowd.

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as the words were finished, a young man in brocade clothes stepped forward with a smile, and behind him were a few servants who pushed the people beside him fiercely.

"Jiang Wudao, you're late." Zhao Tai's eyes flashed when he heard the voice, and his brows were full of smiles.

"Boss, I want all your sacred soil." Jiang Wudao stepped forward carelessly and said to the caravan manager in an extremely tough tone.

"Sorry, the sacred land was bought by this young master."

Seeing Jiang Wudao's traveling posture, the caravan steward knew that Jiang Wudao was the son of a wealthy family in the city, but he was born in Nanpingzhou and had seen many worlds, so the son of a remote town would not make him confused.

But Jiang Wudao is a rich man anyway, and he can't take Jiang Wudao's face off, after all, a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake, and peace is the most important thing in business.

The caravan steward pointed to Zhao Tai, and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hey, it's Zhao Tai from the Zhao family, why aren't you running around in the brothel?"

Jiang Wudao seemed to have just seen Zhao Tai at this time, and shouted exaggeratedly, then turned his head to look at the caravan steward again, and said indifferently: "Isn't the divine soil still in your hands? Return the silver ticket to him , it is not considered a transaction, you can sell it to me, I will pay twice the price."

(End of this chapter)