infinite dream system

Chapter 228 Shopaholic

The entire spiritual field, which is several acres square, is divided into many pieces, shining with many kinds of auras, and it is obvious that several magic circles have been arranged.

Walking in this spiritual field, some places are unbearably hot, like midsummer, some places are extremely cold, covered with thick ice, and some places are arranged in an extremely dark and humid environment, like a deep cave.

The reason why there are so many different arrangements is because the growth environments of various elixirs are different, and they can only survive and grow in specific environments.

This spiritual field actually covers more than a dozen environments, and it is already considered a good spiritual field.

After passing through this spiritual field, Ye Sheng entered a courtyard-like courtyard with a small garden in the middle.

In addition to the entrance hall, a study room and a sleeping room, there is also a clean room specially used for cultivation, which has excellent sound insulation and is covered with soft blankets woven with silver silk grass.

This quiet room is built close to the mountain wall, and there is a stone door on the mountain wall.

Pushing open the heavy stone door and walking a dozen steps towards the corridor in the mountain wall, Ye Sheng felt a gust of hot air blowing towards his face.

There are two rooms inside, one is [-] to [-] feet square, empty, there is nothing, there are many potholes caused by the bombardment of magic spells on the walls of the hard rocks, obviously it is specially used for monks to test their spells and spells. A room of the power of the magic weapon.And the other room was exactly what Ye Sheng wanted, the ground stove room.

The entire ground stove room is square and square, with an area of ​​seven or eight feet in size. Apart from a stone table on the left side of the entrance, there is a bronze ground stove half a person's height in the middle.

The four legs of this furnace are carved with scale-like patterns, which look like the claws of four unicorns.Above the round mouth of the furnace, streams of blazing hot air kept rising.

On the top of the furnace mouth, there are [-] small blue fire toads with their mouths open, facing the furnace mouth, making breathing postures, very realistic.

"It's indeed a place with eighty low-grade spirit stones for a month! I don't know what those sky-level residences are like?"

Standing in this ground stove room that can be used for refining weapons and alchemy, Ye Sheng couldn't help but let out a sigh.

There is a spiritual field, and there is a ground stove room. If the restriction is more severe, it can almost be regarded as a cave.

It is very comfortable to cultivate in such a place.Of course, compared with Ye Sheng's Dream Orb, it is far behind.Ye Sheng was just looking for a place to stay temporarily so that he could contact Yuhuan conveniently.

Ye Sheng looked around, raised his hand and sent out a stream of real energy, which poured into a cyan fire toad statue at the mouth of the bronze furnace.

puff!
A tongue of dark red fire spewed out from Huo Toad's mouth in an instant, and a somewhat pungent fire aura suddenly permeated the entire furnace room.

"Is this the earth fire brought up from the fire veins in the center of the earth?"

Ye Sheng could feel that the heat contained in this tongue of flame that looked a little thick like oil was not much weaker than the golden lotus holy fire.

Moreover, the tongue of fire ejected from the mouth of the fire toad was very stable, but it just condensed into one stream, curled up and burned in the center of the furnace mouth.

As Ye Sheng poured another dose of true energy into the fire-breathing fire toad, as soon as the brilliance on the fire toad was extinguished, the fire gushing out of its mouth disappeared instantly.

Eighteen fire toads can emit eighteen flames, which means that there are eighteen kinds of firepower that can be controlled.

After Ye Sheng got acquainted with the green toad stove, he took out a large amount of medicinal herbs from the storage ring and began to refine the elixir.

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The next day, Ye Sheng walked towards the free market in the north of Bingsi City.

When going out, Ye Sheng poured real energy into the Jade Talisman of Communication, and then waited for a long time near the largest bulletin board in the north of the city.

However, Ye Sheng has not waited for Yuhuan's arrival, presumably she is still preparing with Tie Ce's people to deal with the heart-eating insects, and has not come back yet, so there may be no way to see the news of the jade talisman.

Ye Sheng carefully studied many transactions on the bulletin board, and found no way to quickly earn Lingshi.

Because it was at night, Ye Sheng had never visited the market in Bingsi City before, since he came here, he might as well go for a walk.

Many casual cultivators gather materials and hunt monsters outside Bingsi City during the day, and return to Bingsi City at night when the wild is more dangerous.

Because of this, the market in the north of the city lasts all night, and the night market is much more lively than the daytime.

In addition to the fixed shops, many monks who traded in the free market outside the city during the day also set up stalls in open spaces everywhere.

Although setting up a stall here requires paying a certain amount of spirit stone fees, compared with shops that need to pay more spirit stone fees, the prices of the things on their stalls are still slightly cheaper than those in the shops.

It's just that the things on the street stalls are mixed, and the quality is not guaranteed. It is easy to be deceived and buy fake products.

The night market in the north of the city was bustling with people, and businesses and stalls were densely packed. At least one or two thousand monks gathered in this bustling night market.

Ye Sheng was wearing an extremely ordinary green cloth shirt, unobtrusive, walking along the street, stall after stall, and walked around the square where several stalls were most concentrated.

There are all kinds of things in various shops and stalls, such as various refining materials, various weapons, magic weapons, etc., among which there are also many good things.

But it was only half a circle, and Ye Sheng was already screaming in his heart.

"Buy! The quicksand talisman is good, it is very useful for fighting monsters!"

"Second-order flying cloud talisman!"

"Wild ice prickly pear, good stuff, tastes good!"

"Black Meteor Iron! It can't be refined even by ground fire. It's a good material for refining magic shields! I didn't expect this guy to be so wretched, but he can get such materials! You must buy it!"

"Diamond cut imitation... buy!"

Ye Sheng was shopping while shopping, but his eyes suddenly trembled unconsciously: "It's that guy!"

What he saw was the middle-aged monk in red with a sullen complexion, who had the cultivation base of the early stage of Yuanshen.

Calmly approaching, Ye Sheng saw that sinister middle-aged monk in red, who was buying a bag of fiery red crystal sand from a monk, and a fist-sized, jet-black, which looked like it was inside. Embedded with corn grain-like bright silver spar ores.

Ye Sheng scanned it with the main god system, and found that the bag of fiery red crystal sand is called Fire Cloud Crystal, which can further increase the heat of the flame.

That ore is yellow tooth copper ore, which is very well fused with other fine gold, and is basically used to increase the flexibility of the flying sword.Because the carcass of a magic weapon is usually thick and heavy, the requirements for flexibility are not so high.

The heat of Qingchan's stove alone is not enough, and Huoyunjing is also used, plus this yellow tooth copper, it seems that this guy is refining flying swords.

Generally speaking, monks at the Yuanshen stage who use flying swords are stronger than monks of the same level.It seems that when facing this guy in the future, you have to be careful and act first when necessary.

Thinking of this, Ye Sheng immediately used the transformation technique to slightly change his breath and appearance.

At this moment, as if feeling Ye Sheng's hidden hostile gaze, the middle-aged monk in red who was putting away the Huoyunjing and Huangya Copper Mine suddenly turned around and looked in Ye Sheng's direction with gloomy eyes Look over here.

Ye Sheng immediately pretended to be nonchalant, and together with a few monks, looked at the two stalls next to him.

The middle-aged monk in red didn't seem to recognize Ye Sheng. After sweeping his sinister eyes slightly, he walked towards a street.

Ye Sheng didn't want to provoke the middle-aged monk in red, so he waited until his figure disappeared in the street before raising his head.

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"Do you think I'm an idiot? This bastard actually wants to sell me three hundred low-grade spirit stones, and call it a fragment of a mysterious magic weapon? Are you courting death?"

"It's fine if you don't want to, why bother to speak so badly? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

There was a fierce quarrel, but it came from a booth not far in front.

"Fragments of the magic weapon?" Upon hearing this voice, Ye Sheng was slightly taken aback, and quickly walked towards the booth.

In another world, magic weapons are something that every monk dreams of. The power of some pieces of magic weapons, if activated with all their strength, is enough to kill monks in the Dzogchen period.

The stall owner was a square-faced middle-aged monk in his forties wearing a leather robe, with dark skin and thick hands and feet.

And the one arguing with the stall owner in front of the stall was a 27-year-old monk in blue with a yellowish complexion like a thin bamboo pole.

Ye Sheng's conditioned reflexes were generally analyzed with the main god system, and he found that the two monks were both at the late stage of Jindan, and the difference was almost the same, but the brilliance on their bodies was not very intense, and they should be practicing low-level exercises.

The vestments worn by the two were of similar grade. The square-faced middle-aged stall owner's leather robe was made from the skin of black beavers, while the monk's robes were made from blue silk bamboo silk, both of which had relatively ordinary defensive power.

At this moment, the blue-clothed monk, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, looked at the square-faced stall owner with murderous eyes, and the square-faced stall owner also glared at the monk not to be outdone.

The square-faced stall owner was holding a gray fragment like a half-knife.

"Bullying you? If I changed to other ignorant monks, wouldn't I be deceived by you and lose hundreds of spirit stones in vain?" The skinny bamboo pole monk continued to say coldly.

"This kind of business itself is one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer. And do you dare to deny that I am not a fragment of a magic weapon?" The square-faced stall owner sneered, reached out and took out a red jade pendant. The look of beating.

"Fire Dragon Pendant!" The surrounding monks all gasped.

The stall owner with a square face took out an imitation of a well-known magic weapon.

This fire dragon pendant is a semi-spiritual weapon, an offensive imitation of a magic weapon.The intention of the square-faced stall owner to take out this thing is obviously to make the monk who is as thin as a bamboo pole a little bit more sensible.

"Why, do you think that if you have one of these magic weapons, I will be afraid that you will fail?" The monk who was as thin as a bamboo pole had a cold light in his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab it, and took out two things.

One is a small white round shield, and the other is a white bone-like talisman, both of which have a skull-like rune.

"Bone Magic Shield, Bone Arrow Talisman!" The monks onlookers were in an uproar again.

The two things that monk Slim Bamboo Pole took out were the signature items of a casual cultivator who can refine weapons.This White Skull Sanren is a ruthless person near Luoyue City. It is said that he has cultivated to the late Yuanying stage many years ago.

The Bone Arrow Talisman will also be sold by the White Skull Sanren, and its power is quite good.

The white bone magic shield has relatively strong defensive power and can be used continuously, but this thing is only available to the disciples of the White Skull Sanren.

"Why, use Baiku Sanren to suppress me? Nobody like me, even if Baiku Sanren wants to deal with me, they can't find me at all."

The identity of this skinny bamboo pole cultivator has been clearly revealed, but the square-faced stall owner didn't give him any face at all, and sneered, "If you want to rape, go back to Luoyue City and do it."

"If I want to kill you, do I still need my master? Do you dare to go out of the city to fight with me right now?" The monk Slim Bamboo Pole was furious.

"If you seek death yourself, I will help you." The square-faced stall owner showed murderous aura, seeing that a conflict between the two was inevitable.

But at this moment, a voice interjected: "Everyone, harmony makes money. It seems that both of you have reached the late stage of Jindan, and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage is just around the corner. Why bother to get angry over a trivial matter, even if you can fight Even if you win, it won't be worthwhile to lose some magical artifacts.

Both of you are experts, since the dispute started from this piece, why don't you show me this fragment of magic weapon, I have a hobby of collecting such fragments of ancient magic weapon, if I think it's good, I'll buy it , How about the two of you turning your fight into a jade silk? "

"Do you want to see the fragment of the magic weapon?" The square-faced stall owner turned his head in surprise, and saw that the person speaking was a young monk in ordinary green clothes.

Originally, it was impossible for him to be unscrupulous towards the White Skull Sanren. Now that someone came out to smooth things over, of course it couldn't be better for him.

The skinny bamboo pole monk snorted, but he said in a cold voice as if puzzled: "This kind of magic weapon fragment is too old. Although it looks like it still has some power, it is impossible to know how to use it. Bricks and tiles make no difference."

"You!" The stall owner with a square face was about to get angry again, but the young monk in Tsing Yi just smiled, took the fragment of the magic weapon from him, and looked at it, "It doesn't matter, I just like collecting antiques, just looking at them."

Seeing that the young monk in Tsing Yi didn't listen to his persuasion, and he came out with good intentions to smooth things over, the monk Slender Bamboo Pole didn't have much to say to the young monk in Tsing Yi, but he was a little grateful in his heart.

After nodding to the young monk in Tsing Yi, he gave the stall owner a square face, turned and left.

"I've never seen such fragments before. Why don't you sell them to me at a lower price?" The young monk in Tsing Yi just glanced at them and smiled at the square-faced stall owner.

This young monk in Tsing Yi with pretty features was naturally Ye Sheng.

Hearing Ye Sheng's words, the square-faced stall owner turned towards the direction where the skinny bamboo pole monk was leaving, spit out a mouthful of saliva, and said: "I don't like you bullying others the most, but I don't know much about it." Meat..."

Afterwards, he said loudly: "To sell that kind of guy, I need three hundred low-grade spirit stones! But to sell someone like you, brother, I only need three low-grade spirit stones."

(End of this chapter)