Mortal Immortal Palace

Seeing the last can of spiritual wine being refined, Zhou Qing's face was filled with joy.

During this period, he refined all 310 century-old elixirs into spiritual wine, but the failure rate was as high as one-third!

In the end, only two hundred cans were made!

The price of spiritual wine on the market is usually five low-grade spiritual stones. The success rate of ordinary winemakers is not more than half. The cost alone is more than four low-grade spiritual stones per jar, and the profit is not good!

Zhou Qing's two-thirds success rate is already astonishing, and his cost is almost nothing. It only takes time to cultivate enough medicinal materials.

"My success rate is so high, it should be related to the liquor I purify."

"It seems that some knowledge from the past life may not be useful in this world."

"This secret must be kept, otherwise if someone discovers it, I may die badly!"

He has replanted ginseng and other elixirs in the Immortal Mansion for five years, and the next batch of Breitling Wine will be at least three months away.

"I keep a hundred jars for myself for practice, and the rest can be sold!"

"The ticket to the Loose Cultivator Alliance alone costs one hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

Knowing what was going on, Zhou Qing took out a storage bag and put a hundred cans of seven-day-old spirit wine into it.

This was a total of five hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Just thinking about it made him feel excited!

Zhou Qing left the cave and soon came to Fangshi!

At this time, he turned into a bearded man and came to a spiritual wine shop!

As soon as we entered, the boss greeted us warmly!

"Sir, do you want to buy some wine?"

Zhou Qing took out the "Yunling Wine" he brewed

"I'm here to sell wine, I don't know if you will accept it or not!"

The boss had a goatee and looked at Lingjiu with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After taking the spirit wine, his consciousness scanned slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"It's actually a low-grade high-grade "Yunling Wine". With such pure wine and strong spiritual energy, where did this wine come from, fellow Taoist?"

Zhou Qing said impatiently, "Don't worry about it, I just ask you if you will accept it!"

The goatee shopkeeper smiled, "Take it, of course!"

"This high-grade low-grade spiritual wine has a market price of at least six low-grade spiritual stones!"

"I will use five low-grade spiritual stones to collect your things!"

Zhou Qing knew that the price was not too cheap, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

He quickly took six low-grade spiritual stones, turned around and left.

He was asking for advice, first he wanted to see how much his spiritual wine was worth on the market.

The real bulk shipments are going to the seaside city, and the Sanxiufang City cannot handle this batch of goods.

Zhou Qing passed through Fangshi and arrived at Haibin City after a while.

The tall coastal city is entirely made of snow-white material!

The city wall is ten feet high, and a dense mysterious light shrouds it.

There are strange patterns on all the city walls. At first glance, they are definitely not ordinary materials.

"Is this the fairy city?"

Fairy City, one of the hundred arts of cultivation!

This kind of city usually requires a large amount of special materials and is jointly built by immortal city masters and weapon refiners.

There must be large formations and war weapons in the fairy city, which need to be promoted by huge amounts of spiritual stones or spiritual veins.

A powerful fairy city, if controlled by a golden elixir monk, can even resist the attacks of early Nascent Soul monks.

This is what he has read in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation!

Legend has it that in overseas fairy islands, any fairy island with spiritual veins must be guarded by a fairy town!

The power of the fairy city is mainly determined by its design, materials and spiritual vein strength.

Zhou Qing looked at the coastal city in front of him, a trace of ambition flashed in his eyes.

"I will also have such a fairy city in the future!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Qing arrived at the city gate!

At the city gate, city gate guards wearing armor and holding standard magic weapons were looking at every monk who entered the city!

Zhou Qing honestly handed over a low-grade spirit stone!

The weakest of these city gate guards have the fourth level of Qi Refining, and they are fully armed. Ordinary monks are no match for them.

"It's really scary," Zhou Qing held the token in his hand and stepped into the city with a hint of emotion.

As soon as you step in, the rich spiritual energy hits your face. The concentration of spiritual energy here is three times that of the outside.

One day of practice is worth three days outside!

There are not many people on the street. Everyone is in a hurry and busy with their own spiritual practice.

Zhou Qing wandered around the city, and soon he discovered that this fairy city was not too big.

Only about one mile in diameter, a huge city lord's palace in the city occupies one-third of the area of ​​the fairy city.

There is a main street around the city lord's palace. There are various shops and buildings on both sides of the street, and there are also some small streets between the buildings. Generally speaking, it is well-connected and the business is prosperous.

Most of the monks were in and out of these shops.

Zhou Qing observed silently, he found a total of thirteen spiritual wine shops, twelve inns, and ten wine shops!

These places buy spiritual wine!

His plan is to sell a portion of each store and sell them out in the shortest possible time.

After choosing a target, Zhou Qing quickly started selling.

He can sell up to three cans at each store, and then he will change streets, trying not to sell continuously on the same street.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Qing successfully sold all ninety-nine bottles of spiritual wine in his hand.

At this time, he had pulled off his beard, changed his clothes, and transformed from top to bottom into an orthodox fourth-level Qi Refining monk.

He has an ordinary appearance, but his temperament is ethereal. He is completely different from before.

After wandering around the city and making sure no one was following him, he headed east to the Immortal City.

Soon he arrived at the Immortal City Pier, where there was a small attic!

There was a plaque on the attic - Sifang Shipping!

Zhou Qing walked in and saw an old man sitting behind the counter.

He walked over and whispered, "My fellow Taoist, I want to buy a ticket to the Loose Cultivator Alliance!"

The old man looked up at him and said, "There are three classes of tickets!"

"The lower class ticket is a large bunk bed, fifty lower-grade spirit stones!"

"The middle bunk single room, one hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

"The upper class bunk deluxe single room, three hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

Zhou Qing nodded slightly and directly took out a hundred lower-grade spirit stones!

"I want a middle bunk bed!"

After collecting the spirit stones, the old man took out a jade token and placed it in front of him!

There were strange fluctuations on it, and there were two big words "Sifang"!

"In thirty days, come to the dock when the sun rises. No one will be waiting after that time!"

Zhou Qing took the token, nodded and turned to leave.

After leaving Sifang Shipping, the stone in his heart finally relaxed.

During this period, he was actually very nervous, fearing that the people of Hongchen Sect would come to him!

"I have the ticket, and the next step is to improve my fighting ability!"

"It's not easy to get along in the Loose Cultivator Alliance!"

"My fighting power now depends entirely on magic weapons!"

"The jade slip I got from Taoist Han Yun has a low-level spell on it - Fiery Fireball."