break the way [comprehension]

bloody mouth.

At this time, the sky was dark, only the crack in the space in the distance was still exuding thick magic energy, and the dark red light made the world a bloody color, as if it had been smeared with blood.

There is no longer the beautiful scenery of the green sea under the protection of Yunheng Peak in the past, only ghost peaks whimpering and rocky, like countless sharp teeth gnawing towards the sky, staying for a long time, those whimpering winds are like unreconciled beasts coming from Throat roared bloody, sticking out these terrifying sharp teeth thinking about devouring everything around it all the time, making people stand on their heads.

With the last faint light of the sky, Shanqianzi made a sharp "click", and he quickly put the bloody thing into the storage bag.

He checked the storage bag with satisfaction, and the space crack in the distance was still hesitating. Every time he saw that crack, Shanqianzi always felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was staring at him from behind. Every move, but every time he looked over, there was no abnormality, but the feeling of being watched never disappeared, and the closer he was to the space crack, the more obvious it was.

When the last twilight of the setting sun had completely disappeared, Shanqianzi suddenly felt that the crack in the space was like a huge blood pupil, not only staring at him, but also monitoring the entire cultivation world. Shivered, then shook his head desperately, throwing all this out of his mind.

...Shanqianzi didn't dare to think about it. This is not what he should think about as a casual cultivator. Even if the Hengxiao Sword Sect disappears, the remaining six sects will have to worry about it.

By the way, he must have been too close to the crack in space to have this illusion!

Thinking of the recent days, Shanqianzi has a conflict between happiness and pain. There are no decent monsters near the rear position. Tool talisman... If it wasn't like this, he wouldn't have taken the risk of going so deep into the front line.

Suddenly, Shanqianzi moved his ears, and the big knife that had been put away was quietly returned to his hand, and then he greeted in surprise: "Huh? Brother Shan, how did you get here?!"

Only then did Shanqianzi put away the blood-stained knife again, and he cupped his hands in return and said, "Brother Zhao, long time no see."

Zhao Jin was very surprised to meet Shanqianzi here. You must know that because of his birth, Shanqianzi had been hanging out on the western front, but now this place is very deep into the front line, and there are many dangers, not to mention the distance. , here is even closer to the Eastern Front!

It’s just that in the world of comprehension, it’s not easy to ask about various things that may involve other people’s secrets. Zhao Jin just couldn’t hide the curiosity in his eyes, but he restrained himself from asking questions. Shanqianzi naturally knew Zhao Jin’s curiosity, but the process was very difficult. It's beyond words.

At this moment, Zhao Jin and Shanqianzi changed countenance at the same time: "Demon Squad!!!"

It's just that they were surprised and delighted in this change of expression, but in the haste, none of them had time to say more.

It didn't take long for the two of them to make a sound, a series of footsteps accompanied by the sound of shattering stones was already approaching rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen or so monsters had already appeared in front of them. These monsters may have been on another mountain. I've been spying on them for an unknown amount of time, and it's actually a faint encirclement!

Taking advantage of the fact that the encirclement was not completely closed, Zhao Jin quickly evacuated while yelling: "Brother Shan, let's go!"

But Zhao Jin didn't hear the footsteps of Shanqianzi following up. He felt a little bit in his heart. Although he was an acquaintance in the past, once the monsters form a team, their viciousness will be multiplied several times. They are not the two monks who can deal with it. Yes, Zhao Jin hesitated for a moment whether to go back and fight the enemy side by side with Shanqianzi, or just leave...

After all, it was an acquaintance. Few of his old acquaintances would have the chance to meet again. Zhao Jin gritted his teeth and turned around to go back. Seeing a colorful and terrifying light, the seven or eight monsters turned into dozens of pieces and flew away in the light...

Zhao Jin just stared dumbfounded: "Brother Shan, this, this, this is..."

After this horrible explosion, the demon team was naturally flattened and fled in fright, while Shanqianzi was rummaging through the suspicious fragments on the ground neatly. Zhao Jin's stomach churned.

Immediately, Zhao Jin's heart trembled, this Shanqianzi appeared here inexplicably, and there was such a powerful move... Could it be that he got some kind of secret inheritance to avoid people's eyes and ears here? A lot of defensive weapons have emerged. For monks, they are on guard against everything at any time, even close relatives and close friends may turn their faces at any time in the face of secrets they want to keep.

After Shanqianzi collected the heads, he stopped with great satisfaction. There were quite a few of them. Fortunately, it was not as unlucky as last time. He didn't control the angle and time well. There were only three complete heads out of twenty or so. It was so bad that my heart was bleeding.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Jin's eyes. Just now, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Jin's turning around to rescue him from the corner of his eye. He was just moved when he saw Zhao Jin's performance again. Immediately, he was a little embarrassed:

"Brother Zhao, it's not what you think..."

Shanqianzi reluctantly took out a talisman: "It's the effect of this 'Devil Slaying Talisman'."

Zhao Jin did not relax his vigilance, but asked suspiciously: "'Devil-killing Talisman'?"

He had never heard of a talisman with this name in the realm of comprehension. It was so powerful just now, how could this kind of talisman be unknown?

Shanqianzi sighed helplessly: "Yes, the full name is 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Slaying Demons and Eliminating Demons Talisman'."

Zhao Jin: ...

Why are you not kidding me?Such a powerful talisman is called such a name that sounds like a nonsense name in those boring cultivation novels?

Shanqianzi was silent.

Later, Shanqianzi explained the ins and outs of the talisman to Zhao Jin clearly, and Zhao Jin was stunned for a long time... there was an indescribable envy.

"You mean, fifty spirit stones can be exchanged for one of this kind of talisman? If it is converted into heads, wouldn't it be possible to exchange for one with fifty heads?" Zhao Jin couldn't believe the price.

Not too expensive, but too cheap.

A talisman with fifty spirit stones seems unreasonable at first glance, but in the scene just now, when there is no life under the siege, using such a talisman often means saving a life.

Fifty spirit stones and one life, this is really not too expensive, but too cheap.

What's more, after a day of casual cultivation during the ordinary foundation building period, as long as you are not particularly unlucky, there is absolutely no big problem with fifty or sixty demons.

With the current price of materials in Xuepenkou, fifty spirit stones are really nothing. I'm afraid I can't even buy a magic weapon, but how can people not be envious of getting such a life-saving talisman on the western front?

Immediately Shanqianzi took out his big knife: "This cloud splitting knife, fifty spirit stones."

He took out a handful of mid-level amulets: "One dozen, ten spirit stones."

He took out another bottle of elixir: "It was just released recently, a bottle of mid-level god-gathering elixir, twenty spirit stones."

……

Zhao Jin's eyes were already red with jealousy. If it wasn't for his little ice talent that day, he should never have separated from Piedmont, and should have gone directly to the Western Front!

Look at the Eastern Front where he is, what kind of things are there, let alone the price doubled, the things are not as good as those on the Western Front!

What these casual cultivators do is to lick blood from the edge of a knife. If the spirits on their bodies are not good enough, how can they survive the mouth of monsters? Countless examples of fallen companions have long shown that saving thousands of dollars and The covenant cannot save on spiritual things.

However, no matter how worth spending Lingshi on this matter... He has never bought it at such a price!

Suddenly, Zhao Jin's eyes lit up: "Brother Shan!" He said sincerely: "I would like to buy the corresponding spirit item from you at a price [-]% higher than your purchase price, do you agree?"

Shanqianzi was taken aback. He just showed Zhao Jin those spirit objects, not to show off, but...he sincerely hoped that, as one of his few friends, Zhao Jin would be safe and sound, and survive this great disaster. He is also a casual cultivator, and Shanqianzi very much hopes that he can save enough spiritual stones for his practice.

What is the prerequisite for being safe and sound?It's a spiritual thing!

With the prices of other places, Shanqianzi can hardly imagine what kind of life they lived. All the spirit stones they earned through hard work and blood were all flowed to those well-connected shop owners.

So, Shanqianzi... He really hoped that Zhao Jin could come to the western front like him.

But Zhao Jin smiled wryly after struggling for a long time: "I'm afraid... I still want to stay on the Eastern Front. I want to save enough accumulated heads and exchange for a chance to officially join the Snow Palace. I... have a trace of ice talent after all. , if I don’t go to the Snow Palace, I’m afraid I won’t be reconciled in my whole life.”

Shanqianzi was stunned when he heard the words, but it was not incomprehensible. The reason why he joined the Western Front in the first place was because he could join the Jade Moon Palace by saving enough demon heads. The Jade Moon Scimitar is famous all over the world. After learning, that is truly death without regret.

If this is what Zhao Jin wanted in his heart, then he really couldn't force it. No matter how good the western front is, it would not be Zhao Jin's home after all. At least for now, both of them think so.

In the end, under Zhao Jin's insistence, the Shanqianzi still accepted the spirit stone, but he also insisted on only accepting the price he exchanged from the western front, and the two finally looked at each other and smiled.

This scene kept happening everywhere in Xuepenkou, but not every transaction was so full of tenderness.In any case, compared to the prices of spiritual objects in other places, the price of materials on the western front did give monks on the western front a large profit margin.

When he saw this month's sales, He Shiming couldn't help writing a long letter to Du Ziteng. However, it boiled down to only one core idea: whether the price should be raised.

If it does not rise, it is conceivable that there will only be more and more private transactions, and more spirits will flow to other fronts through various transactions that occur on the front line of the battlefield...

But Du Ziteng's reply was very simple: wait and see what happens.

When Xing Mingliang saw Xinyue's account book and laughed from ear to ear, the heads of the other five sects all realized that their income had plummeted, by a large margin.