I have a portable farm

"Do you still want the token?" The middle-aged man in the Tianwu Realm said angrily, and everyone shut up at this moment.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and turned the animal skin bag over, shook it, put the token and a hundred spiritual stones in it, and left quickly.

He walked out for tens of meters, and the eyes of the middle-aged man in the Tianwu Realm flickered a few times, "If there are herbs like today next time, just come over here and I will give you the highest price."

In one area, the middle-aged man took out the token, looked around, took a deep breath, and forced out a drop of blood essence. When the blood essence fell on the token, the token also emitted a bright luster, and the dark token It also turned into light yellow. When you rub it with your fingers, the heavy token becomes light and airy. The metallic texture disappears, and the token seems to be carved out of wood.

Putting the token back into the animal skin bag, a faint smile appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. He originally came here to inquire, but he didn't want to know that there was a token, and the tokens in Mobeicheng were sold at will. , they don’t even ask who the purchaser is.

When Zhao Xinyu returned to the avenue again, the group of people he followed just now happened to be selling medicinal herbs. Maybe they got a good price, and everyone was very excited.

When they saw Zhao Xinyu, an old man in the Yuanwu realm smiled and said, "Little brother, when are you going to go out? If you don't have a companion, go to the east of the city to find me. You only need to ask Hu Laosan, and someone will tell you."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and wait to see how many of my companions come back. If they don't come back, I'll go find you." 🄲

Perhaps this happens often, and no one will notice. After those people left, some vendors saw that Zhao Xinyu did not have a ring in his hand. They simply turned their heads and stared at other people returning from the mountains and forests. They were a little bit dissatisfied with Zhao Xinyu's appearance. Those people simply choose to ignore it.

Zhao Xinyu didn't care. After all, he came here to inquire about the situation in Mobei City. As long as he could enter the city, he wouldn't care about anyone's opinions.

There was a lot of traffic, so Zhao Xinyu could only slow down. This also gave him time to look at the stalls on both sides of the road. However, the only ones who came and went were low-level practitioners, and the most they could gain was a precious medicine. , even a precious medicine can attract people's attention.

It’s just that Zhao Xinyu is the Lord of Hongmeng. With his collection and changes in space over the years, the herbs in Hongmeng space have reached an astonishing level. Not to mention precious medicines, even Zhao Xinyu is too lazy to use holy-level and god-level herbs. focus on.

What's more, the spiritual energy in this area of ​​​​Mobei is not too strong, and the herbs that even ordinary practitioners can find are not that precious.

Ignoring the herbs, Zhao Xinyu's eyes fell on the stalls selling minerals, secrets, and treasures. However, after years of experience, the mineral spaces on the stalls were all available, and the minerals he saw were just the most ordinary ones. of minerals.

No one cares about the so-called intensive skills. Zhao Xinyu doesn't need to look at them at all. He can roughly judge the secrets of the skills based on the smell of them.

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level of membership.

When attention was focused on the few treasure stalls, Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head. Not only were the treasures low-level, but they were also damaged, which immediately made Zhao Xinyu lose interest.

Zhao Xinyu, who was not interested, followed the flow of people towards Mobei City. He did not pay attention to the stalls on both sides. Instead, he listened to the conversations of passers-by and got a preliminary understanding of this out-of-this-world city that he had never set foot in before.

Seeing that there were no more stalls in front of him, Zhao Xinyu raised his head and looked at the tall city gate in the distance. He saw at least a hundred practitioners wearing uniform clothes in front of the city gate. Looking at their clothes, Zhao Xinyu felt happy. This costume is the uniform uniform of security personnel in the secular world. But now it appears in a place far away from the secular world. It really looks a bit different.

Just when Zhao Xinyu passed by a stall, his body froze, and the corner of his eye glanced at a rusty object randomly placed on the stall.

It was a mask in the shape of a butterfly. There were necklaces, earrings, and a ring next to the mask. Each piece was rusty, and there was no breath on it. There was a cultivator who stimulated the inner force, but there was no movement on the mask. , which disappointed the practitioner and threw the mask directly on the stall.

When Zhao Xinyu saw this set of accessories, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Normal treasures would resonate as long as they activate their spiritual power. However, there was no movement in this set of accessories. This made the expectation in his heart disappear, but the strange feeling in his heart became more intense, and he had a feeling of déjà vu.

If this was an ordinary object, the rusty object would not be able to withstand the internal force of the cultivator, but he saw that the rusty mask was not damaged at all, which showed that the object was not an ordinary object.

Zhao Xinyu passed by a group of people and walked to the stall. His eyes fell on the old man whose clothes were a little shabby and whose breath could hardly be felt.

He did not speak. Having worked at the bottom for many years, he knew the nature of the merchants. He crouched down and looked at the scattered objects on the stall, playing with several damaged spiritual weapons and treasures, and his eyes fell. On the mask, "What kind of treasure is this?"

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Xinyu. Zhao Xinyu saw a glimmer of light in the old man's cloudy eyes, which made Zhao Xinyu's heart move. The old man was not an ordinary cultivator.

"I don't know what this thing is, but I can say that these objects are all old objects. Even if they are in the Divine Martial Realm, they cannot be damaged at all. These old objects are waiting for the destined person. They were placed by my grandfather. Even now, no one can appreciate it. Young man, I think the objects have been destined to you in the past few years. You can take away the three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."

Zhao

Xinyu grinned. When he saw these words from the old man just now, he didn't believe what the old man said, but he knew that these accessories should be extraordinary.

"It's too expensive. Three hundred is almost enough."

The old man couldn't help but shake his head, "Even though this thing looks ordinary, it might be a wild artifact. You can't even buy a single spiritual artifact with three hundred spirit stones."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head and picked up the ring, which was almost covered with rust and only had the shape of a ring. The next moment, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes. He had felt this feeling before, that This is what I felt when I saw the Rakshasa statue.

Zhao Xinyu was astonished, "This...could this be a special treasure for Rakshasa?"

"Old man, how about I trade herbs with you."

The old man's cloudy eyes flickered a few times, "It depends on the grade of the herb." 🄲

Zhao Xinyu took the animal skin bag. The old man was slightly startled, his eyes fell on Zhao Xinyu's hand, and he looked up at Zhao Xinyu, "You..."

"I encountered something unexpected over there in the dark forest, so be on guard..."

While speaking, Zhao Xinyu took out the animal skin bag with his big hand, and three medicinal herbs appeared on the stall. The three medicinal herbs were filled with spiritual weapons, and there was a trace of glow on the edge of one of the medicinal herbs.

The next moment, the old man's eyes flickered. When many people turned their heads to look at this area, he had already put away the herbs and waved his big hand.

"It's a deal. As long as I don't regret it, those old items will be yours."

Zhao Xinyu casually picked up a few old objects and put them into the animal skin bag, and then a voice rang out, "Old Wutou, today I finally let you meet a fat sheep, two precious medicines, one Zun-level peak, just one You're so happy with the precious medicine, but now it's better, a few pieces of rags are exchanged for three plants."

Zhao Xinyu was slightly startled. He looked at the person who spoke. The person who spoke was also a stall owner. His stall was adjacent to Old Wu Tou. Although Old Wu Tou had quick hands and eyes just now, he was still seen by him.

Old Wu Tou glared at the stall owner, "Nonsense, those old items have been in my hands for many years. This is also because there is a shortage of medicinal herbs now. If it were a hundred years ago, I would not replace it even if you gave me six plants. .”

The stall owner shook his head, his eyes falling on Zhao Xinyu, "I have a damaged sacred weapon here. As long as you take out three of the same herbs, I will give them to you in exchange."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head and turned the animal skin bag over. Apart from a few rusty old objects, there was only the hundred spiritual stones left in exchange.

After getting up and leaving, Zhao Xinyu put his big hands into the animal skin bag and put a few old objects into the space. He felt relieved and then followed the flow of people towards the city gate.

There is no longer any dirt in front of the city gate. The entire Nuo Da area is paved with unknown rocks. With the token in hand, Zhao Xinyu

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Following the flow of people, he entered Mobei City without any obstruction.

Entering the city, Zhao Xinyu felt the ancient and desolate atmosphere. Flowing and flickering runes could be seen on every building. From this, it can be seen that Mobei City has existed for longer than the current historical records. old.

The streets in the city are lined with shops on both sides, just like those in costume movies and TV shows. The flow of people on the street is also constant, but most of the people entering the store are well-dressed groups. Those who come in from outside the city like Zhao Xinyu stay in front of the store for a while, and someone will immediately come out to drive them away.

Zhao Xinyu has his own purpose. He doesn't care about what is sold in the store. He just wants to know the branches of the big and small forces in the city and what kind of force controls Mobei City.

Walking through the streets, Zhao Xinyu saw many forces. He could feel the size of the forces he passed through from the footsteps of pedestrians.

When he passed through a main street again, Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly. He saw an open space with an area of ​​at least tens of thousands of square meters. There were three huge building clusters in the center of the open space. The three building clusters were not connected. The building here is in the shape of a Chinese character.

What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that the plaques hanging on the lintels of the three magnificent buildings were the same, with the words City Lord's Palace on them.

There were more than twenty beings in front of each mansion, and the aura permeating their bodies was that of the Tianwu Realm, which made Zhao Xinyu frown.

Being able to use Tianwu realm beings to guard the gate, as for the groups living there, and the people who control the mansion, it seems that when Bai Haotian and the others came here, they only had a superficial understanding of Mobei.

Zhao Xinyu glanced at it, and then hurriedly followed the crowd in one direction. The next moment he entered another street, he heard the sound of angry curses in the distance. Hearing the curses, people began to commotion. They As if something terrible had happened, he fled quickly.

In an area where the courtyard is almost invisible, tattered tents stretch out. Many people are lying directly in the open air. Unlike the cleanliness of the previous area, mess is synonymous with this place, and in some areas it is even more energetic. staggered.

Looking back at the area behind him, Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that the people setting up stalls outside and entering the mountains ended up in this area.

Zhao Xinyu found a corner and sat down. A group of people not far away looked at him. When they saw that he did not have a ring in his hand, there was a trace of contempt in their eyes. They turned around to find a new target.

Although he didn't pay special attention to it, Zhao Xinyu was well aware of the surrounding situation, and he was thinking about who he should find to inquire about the situation in Mobeicheng.

But he knows that the more such an area is, the more dangerous it is, not because of the cultivation level of the people here, but because of the human heart. As long as there are cultivation resources in such an area, people will rush to do it even if it means killing people.