Everlasting

It wasn't until the seventh person came on stage that someone finally started selling the Purple Qi Cloud Pattern Pill.

The Qingci Sanren endured the physical pain and spent 110,000 spirit stones to purchase a Purple Qi Cloud Pattern Pill.

In fact, just one Purple Qi Cloud Pattern Pill is not considered safe, but it is not easy for casual cultivators to practice. Most of the Zifu's casual cultivators don't even have a third-level spiritual vein.

Qingci Sanren was inherited by his senior sword cultivator, and his wife was a third-level talisman maker. She also occupied the third-level spiritual vein Peach Blossom Mountain, so she was considered to be a good among the casual cultivators.

But even so, after taking out these 110,000 spirit stones, the couple was still exhausted, and they would have to struggle a lot to practice in the future.

After buying the Purple Qi Cloud Pattern Pill, Qingci Sanren looked happy, and Chen Nianzhi also congratulated him.

After a while, someone finally took out the Sun Crystal and came out to trade.

It was a man in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. He took out a high-quality third-order sun crystal.

"Everyone, I want to use this sun crystal to replace a third-level high-grade magic weapon."

"Are you willing to trade it?"

The man opened his mouth like a lion at the beginning. Although this third-order sun crystal was of high quality, its value was only about 80,000 spiritual stones.

When he opened his mouth, it was a third-level high-grade magic weapon, and it was obvious that he was asking for a huge price.

Someone shook his head on the spot and said: "Although Sun Crystal is rare, it is not an absolute necessity."

"If you want to exchange it for a third-level high-grade magic weapon, it's just because it's rare, but I'm afraid there's no such thing as being taken advantage of."

Seeing that no one had produced a third-order high-grade magic weapon, Chen Nianzhi took out the Green Blood Demon Sword and said, "For the sake of the scarcity of Sun Crystals, what do you think of me producing a third-order mid-grade flying sword?"

"Third-level flying sword."

The man's eyes moved slightly. The third-level middle-grade magic weapon was worth about eighty to one hundred thousand spiritual stones, but the flying sword was a few points higher.

The third-level mid-grade flying sword can be used to attack and defend, and can also be used to fly with the sword. It can be considered a good treasure for the late-stage monks of the Zifu.

Although he is a middle-level cultivator of Zifu, he does not have a third-level middle-grade flying sword in his hand.

He was a little moved when he thought of this, so he started to bargain: "If you add 50,000 spiritual stones, I will make this deal with you."

"Your asking price is too high."

Chen Nianzhi frowned and showed a somewhat impatient expression: "Although I want a Sun Crystal, there is no substitute for it."

"And among the more than two hundred monks present, I'm afraid you are not the only one who owns this thing."

As he spoke, he made the final offer: "Let's do this. I will add another 20,000 spirit stones. If you are willing to make a deal, I will make the deal with you."

"Okay, okay, this is the price."

The man quickly agreed to the deal and exchanged the Sun Crystal worth 80,000 spirit stones for a third-level mid-grade flying sword and 20,000 spirit stones.

This price is already a premium of more than 40%. Not all monks are willing to take out such a valuable treasure. Other monks who need the Sun Crystal hesitated and finally gave up the idea of ​​bidding.

Chen Nianzhi was satisfied with the purchase of the Sun Crystal. During the subsequent bartering meeting, he spent several third-level treasures of heaven and earth in exchange for five Yun Shen Flowers, preparing to use them to refine the Soul-Nursing Pill.

He did not continue to replace the subsequent treasures. He did not bring many treasures during this trip, and there were no urgently needed treasures for the time being.

At this time, the three Qingci Sanren on the side quietly communicated with each other.

Fairy Qingyan looked at Yu Qingyan and said calmly: "Can Wei Chongyang trust this?"

"This person crossed Youfeng Ridge with me, which can be regarded as a friendship where we share weal and woe." Yu Qingyan said, and then added calmly: "He also has no relatives in the Yuan Kingdom, so he is the most suitable selection."

"However, that ruins are of great importance. Once the other party is tempted, something may happen."

Fairy Qingyan was still a little worried and hesitant.

Yu Qingyan shook his head and continued: "We have tried many times in the past few years, and it is simply difficult to capture that ruins with our current strength."

"Even if Brother Qingci breaks through to the late stage of Zifu, are you sure you can capture that ruins?"

The Qingci Sanren shook his head and sighed: "Those monsters in the ruins are of extraordinary strength. Even if I break through to the late Zi Mansion, I am not sure I can kill them."

Hearing what he said, Yu Qingyan said again: "I have seen Brother Wei take action. I am afraid that this person's strength is not weaker than that of the late Zifu."

"When the two of you join forces, you will probably be able to attack the ruins."

Qingci Sanren on the side raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I think this person has a strong swordsmanship and a good character."

"If he really has this strength, he is indeed qualified to explore the ruins with us."

The two women nodded slightly when they heard this. Sword cultivators have very high requirements for character. If they have a twisted or sinister personality, the sword intention contained in them will also be sinister and vicious.

Chen Nianzhi's condensed sword power was majestic and had an awe-inspiring intention of destroying everything. As a sword cultivator, Qingci Sanren could naturally feel it at a glance.

A few people waited until the end of the barter conference with their thoughts on their minds.

When the four of them left the bartering meeting, Yu Qingyan stopped Chen Nianzhi and said, "Brother Nian, come with me. We have something to talk about."

"oh."

Chen Nianzhi's eyes moved slightly and he flew out of Qinyuanfang City.

Several people arrived in a barren mountain, and the Qing Ci San people set up a soundproofing ban with a solemn expression.

"Why should you be so cautious?" Chen Nianzhi frowned and couldn't help but ask.

Then Yu Qingyan opened her mouth and said solemnly: "To be honest, we are here to invite you to explore a ruins."

"remains."

Chen Nianzhi's eyes moved slightly. Most of the ruins in this world are the ruins of destroyed sects and immortal clans.

However, a force is often destroyed by a powerful enemy. If it was destroyed by an opponent, such ruins would have been looted by the opponent long ago.

Unless it was deliberately left behind, or it was a hidden force that was suddenly destroyed by natural disasters or man-made disasters, how could there be any treasure left?

In fact, even if they are casual cultivators, except for a few lonely people, most of them will accept a disciple to pass on the Taoism before they die, even if they have no descendants.

For example, the master of Qingci Sanren was a senior Sanren cultivator. Before his death, he found Qingci Sanren and handed over his inheritance to him.

Therefore, Chen Nianzhi has lived for more than a hundred years in this life. He has heard of some caves where loose cultivators were born, but the scenes of exploring ruins in his previous life are almost unheard of.

He was doubtful, and he had some doubts in his heart whether the three of them had fallen into the trap of the demon cultivator.

As if aware of his doubts, the Qingci Sanren shook his head, and then said: "The ruins we discovered are the place where the ancient cultivators sat and transformed."

"It is indeed not false..."

Following Qingci Sanren's narration, Chen Nianzhi roughly understood the whole story.