Chapter 425: The magical power of Fangshi Bookstore!
More than two hundred Immortal Sect Masters gathered here all the way, just for such a thing. In the eyes of others, it might be a big fight, but in the eyes of the three northern cities, this matter is very serious. Out of the ordinary.
Coupled with the previous doses of some villains, forcing them to take the initiative to suppress them, it further illustrates the weirdness in it.
In the main hall, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
This matter has nothing to do with them, so naturally they are happy to stay out of it and watch from the sidelines.
The people in Beijiang and Beiling were so worried that they couldn't eat the delicacies on the table.
They glanced at Ji Hongren in Wuhua Mountain from time to time, but the other person's expression was indifferent. For a moment, these people didn't know whether the other party had evil intentions or whether he was in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge. The mummies and living souls would not cause much turmoil at all.
As for the people in Beiyue City, they are still a little scared.
If I had not made preparations in advance and not been fooled by the General's Mansion, I would have been like the other two cities, being trapped and unable to escape.
At a banquet, they ate indifferently and stopped using their chopsticks after a few moments of lack of interest.
At this moment, they just want to return to their respective fairy gates as soon as possible, seal the mountain gates and cities, and wait until the mummies running out of the cracks are eliminated before going out for action.
The banquet lasted for two hours.
Gu Xianzhi always sat in the main seat, his eyes scanning the human world below from time to time.
I also secretly noted the appearance of these Immortal Sect Masters.
Seeing that the banquet was coming to an end, Wei Hongyi put down her chopsticks and suddenly said: "Seniors, where is Headmaster Ji of Shangxuanzhai?"
It was only then that everyone realized that only seven of the eight immortal sects in Beiyue City had come!
Ye Longzi frowned and looked around, but there was indeed no trace of Ji Jianming.
This divine dragon, who has never seen its beginning or end, and is ignorant of world affairs, was not present!
Not only that, Gu Dutong didn't even bother to pursue it...
The problem became more and more serious.
"Everyone, after the banquet is over, please move to Yunyanfang City. The General's Mansion has prepared some small items for everyone. If necessary, you can spend spiritual stones to buy or barter. If you are not interested, you can go back." Gu Xianzhi Seeing that the time was almost ripe, he stood up and said hello.
For these Immortal Sect Masters, they will come to the General's Mansion in about a hundred years.
The fourth general is currently on duty. Everyone knows that he cultivates hard and does not care about worldly affairs, so he does not take the trip to Fangshi to heart.
After all, among the six generals, the one with the widest range of influence is the general, while the three generals have the most resources.
Therefore, they realized that this trip was more about exchanging what they had, and it was unlikely that they would buy real good things.
However, the spiritual veins of the fourth level and above are almost monopolized by six generals. If you want to continue practicing above the Nascent Soul, spiritual plants and elixirs are indispensable. Refining magic weapons and drawing talismans also require a large amount of rare ores.
So, for these leaders, it is enough to get something that will help them practice.
Of course, some leaders were not interested, so they chose to leave early.
Ye Longzi was also not very interested in the trip to Yunyanfang City, saying that he would go down the mountain to wait for them. The same was true for Lu Lan, Shu Hua and others.
In the end, only Wei Hongyi and Chen Mo were left in Beiyue City and decided to go and take a look.
Yunyanfang City was not too far away from the main hall, and only a few dozen people walked over leisurely.
"Master Chen, what are you going to buy?" Wei Hongyi, who was following the crowd, took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Once upon a time, the surprise and admiration when we met for the first time have gradually disappeared in these days of getting along. A person's sense of mystery comes from distance.
The more you get in touch with them, the more you will find that some people are nothing more than that.
This is how Chen Mo felt about Wei Hongyi in front of him.
She likes to wear a long red dress just to make herself look more mysterious and story-telling. "It's nothing. I'm used to living in small places and have never seen the world, so I've come here even if I think about it. Why not come and have a look."
"Same, but if there is really something good, , I will also buy some." Wei Hongyi smiled and nodded.
The two followed the crowd and soon arrived at Yunyanfang City.
Sure enough, many people have their reasons for choosing to leave early.
It is more like a long block than a city. In terms of size and grandeur, it cannot be compared with Beiyue City.
No wonder Ye Longzi and others said that if it was the city of the Three Generals, they would go there and have a good look around.
But the Fourth General’s market may not be able to come up with what they want.
Entering the block, guards wearing the same standard armor stood in front of each house. There were some magic weapons, elixirs, ancient books, spiritual plants, etc. scattered inside.
These things are almost useless to the Immortal Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
But in Chen Mo's view, every room is full of novelty!
After taking only two steps, he parted ways with Wei Hongyi and walked into a shop where no one had ever set foot.
There is a plaque hanging on the shop, which is the word "Bookstore" written on it after cutting down an old tree, sawing off the wooden boards and drying them.
Chen Mo walked in, and the golden-armored guard of the Golden Core Realm glanced at him, then pointed at the rows of ancient books on the bookshelf and said: "There are prices on them. If you like Fu Lingshi, you can But."
He raised his head and glanced around.
The bookstore is not big, with a total of three bookshelves.
There are roughly two rows of ancient books and three rows of jade slips on each bookshelf.
The former method of inheritance is old and recorded in written form, which often leads to deviations in understanding, but looking at the price, it is better than cheap.
But even so, any skill will cost nearly one high-grade spiritual stone.
The price is ridiculously high!
Chen Mo looked over carefully and saw a familiar technique among these ancient books - "Golden Dragon Wandering Way". He clearly remembered that this was one of the three extremes of the Qingyang Sect.
I didn’t expect that such a not-so-rare skill would cost a high-grade spiritual stone.
It’s really no different from robbing money.
No wonder no one comes into this room.
But he is not in a hurry, even if he does not buy it, it is still an eye-opener.
So he looked at one ancient book after another, and one jade slip after another, until he saw the third bookshelf, and a jade slip marked with one hundred high-grade spiritual stones attracted his attention!
Other jade slips, the most expensive are only 10 high-grade spiritual stones.
But this one actually costs a hundred!
Not only that, it is also the only piece.
Chen Mo wanted to pick it up and take a look. After all, there were only two words written on it - magical power.
Unlike other jade slips, there is neither a name for the technique nor a brief description. Just these two words, I really don’t know what it is.
"Senior, what is this jade slip?"
"Do you want to buy it?" There was a trace of disdain in the words of the golden armored guard.
"I want to know more about it and then think about it." Chen Mo didn't take it seriously. He was already used to other people's sarcastic comments.
They are just insignificant passers-by, why should they care?
"This is one of the one hundred and eight yellow-level magical powers - calling for wind and rain."
(End of this chapter)