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A Zhujidan contained in a jade bottle had already rolled on Qian Xing's open palm.

A burst of elegant smell filled the hut.

As long as one smells this strange fragrance, it can instantly shock people.

Zhu Jidan is now useless to himself and A Chou, so he just uses it to pay for it.

Although high-grade immortal stones are rare, as long as you find and control a slightly better vein, it is still possible to dig.

However, even if a rare raw material is found, such a physique-changing pill, it may not be able to be successfully refined.

Therefore, for those who need it, building a foundation stone is far more important than a few celestial stones.

The voice on the other side was silent. Obviously, he didn't expect that Qian Xing would be able to come up with this kind of fierce competition.

"That's right, this pill is indeed Jidan, so let's have one Jidan and ten high-grade immortal stones."

The calm voice on the other side obviously had some mood swings.

The old Qian sneered. Obviously, the other party needed this foundation pill to build a foundation.

"My day, according to your calculation, one Jidan is worth sixteen top-grade immortal stones? I will give you 16 top-grade immortal stones, can you sell me one?

A Zhujidan! No more silver coins! "

Old Qian stood up, turned and left.

The most basic bargaining method worked.

"Well, guest! You first put ten high-grade immortal stones as collateral, and after the news has spread widely, you can deliver the Jidan.

As for whether the two Golden Core cultivators of the Xuantian Gate will leave Bailu City, it is not our gate. "

Old Qian lowered his head and considered it, it was true. Even if he went for a walk, he might not guarantee that Tokemu and Stink would leave White Hart City.

"Okay! That's it."

Old Qian took out ten top-grade immortal stones. As a mortgage, it was placed in the tray.

The faint halo from ten top-grade immortal stones illuminated the entire dark room like moonlight.

The waiting days are boring. The old money wandered around the streets and alleys in restaurants and teahouses.

The ability of the Hidden Rat Gate to spread the news was really shocking, eight days later. A business traveler from the Sinai dynasty brought news: I heard that the Sirius Gate had obtained the cultivation technique of the Nine Heavens Bidaxiao extinction divine light left by the Dahuang real person.

At the junction of the Sinai Dynasty and the Southern Qi State, stretching for more than 3,000 miles, the Sirius Gate Land General Altar is located at the southern end of the more than 3,000 miles border.

On the second day the news spread in Qingsha City, there were dozens of monks in Qingsha City, rushing out of the city towards all parties.

Some are to inform their own schools. Some monks rushed directly to the main altar of the Sirius Gate in the south. Two days later, all monks above the sixth rank in the Qi training period in Qingsha City disappeared from Qingsha City.

Only those cultivators below Tier 6 stayed helplessly in Qingsha City.

"The cultivation base of Qi training below Tier 6 is too low. In this level of contention, we probably don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder."

A young red-haired monk said with a sigh in the teahouse, raised his head, and drank the whole cup of strong tea.

"That's right, I'm afraid I'm qualified to fight for it. At least it's a monk above the mid-foundation stage. The final winner must be a Jindan monk or a higher-level figure."

Another green-haired monk also echoed in the same way. Why do you call yourself inferior to others?

Old Qian looked at this large group of people with relish, for something that didn't exist at all. One by one, he sighed, sighing that the good thing has no place in it.

Twenty days later, more news came. A large number of monks rushed to the main altar of Sirius Gate. There have been dozens of conflicts on the way, and the death toll has risen to dozens.

And Lao Qian finally sat in the small black room again, looking at the message in a white letter: Two Golden Core monks Tokemu from Xuantianmendi. Stink. He had secretly left Bailu City yesterday and headed towards the Southern Sirius Gate General Altar.

"excellent!"

Old Qian smiled owingly. He took out the Zhujidan and placed it on the extended tray, and took back the ten high-grade immortal stones placed on the tray into his ring.

That's great, the old money has to admit that sometimes, the power of language is indeed greater than that of swords.

At night two days later, Lao Qian was already in a private house in Bailu City, looking at the Nanqi King's Palace from a distance.

There is nothing on this comprehension earth planet, and buildings outside the palace cannot exceed the **** rules such as the height of the palace ground.

Therefore, the old money can be assured, like an ordinary tourist, to appreciate the goal as the scenery.

The palaces of the Nanqi Kings were arranged in a rectangular shape, and the length from north to south was almost three times the length from east to west. The city wall had eight turrets, four corners, and the middle section of the north and south palace walls.

The palace complex as a whole presents golden, honest and simple pavilions made of wood, and a bit of Chinese ancient flavor.

The emperor of China has always loved these two things-yellow and gardens.

A gourd-shaped artificial lake is located to the west of the palace.

But ~www.readwn.com~ On the side of the lake close to the palace, there is a small creek that separates the east bank of the lake from the golden palace wall.

With Lao Qian’s knowledge of aesthetics, he believes that the setting of this creek is purely a matter of taking off your pants and farting.

There must be something weird in this, maybe, in this creek, there are many crises that ordinary people can't imagine.

Lao Qian turned his attention to the eight turrets of the palace. The eight turrets of the palace are not traditional Chinese cornices and pagodas, but like old-fashioned water towers used to send water. The upper and lower sides are as thick and round. It looks like a chimney, and the top of the turret is covered with a large mushroom-shaped hat.

On the round hat, there is a red metal fence standing upright. Inside the fence, there are a circle of archers and swordsmen standing.

Those swordsmen and archers wore heavy crimson armor, and those crimson metal, which the old money knew, was called a kind of copper burning, which was worse than the hundred layers of profound silver armor on Soul Shaking Pig and Thunder Tiger. A lot.

However, it is much harder than the profound iron used to make weapons and hard materials in the world.