Carefree Immortal: Inheriting the Legacy of Zhen Yuan Daxian from the Start

There have always been ghost cultivators in the Red Wasteland, and their inheritance is closer to Shinto, but much more superficial.

It's just that these ghost cultivators often engage in soul-absorbing activities, and most of them were evil cultivators during their lifetimes.

Therefore, ghost cultivators are almost like rats crossing the street on the territory of the Zhengdao Sect.

They usually either hide in places with strong Yin Qi, or hang out in the Demonic Cloud Sea, and rarely come to Qinghe County.

Now that the City God's Yin Division has been established, it does not reject ghost cultivators.

The environment of the City God's Spiritual Realm is particularly suitable for the life of a ghost cultivator.

It is normal for ghost cultivators to appear in the territory of Chenghuang Ling.

He had previously read the classics about Shinto and found that many ghost cultivators were ordered to live by the divine court and became serious gods.

Liu Yuanchen scanned everywhere, looking for spiritual objects of interest.

Suddenly, a special wave on the roadside stall caught his attention.

The owner of the stall is a ghost cultivator, and his spiritual consciousness fluctuation is equivalent to that of a monk in the middle stage of Qi Sea Realm.

There are all kinds of sundries on the stalls, including broken magic weapons, weapon refining materials, elixirs, elixirs, etc.

Liu Yuanchen's eyes locked on a small gray sapling.

This sapling is only one foot tall and is only a second-order low-grade spiritual plant. It looks ordinary.

Liu Yuanchen explored the vitality of this thing and found three kinds of energy.

They are green vitality, black evil spirit, and an indistinguishable gray energy.

This is the first time Liu Yuanchen has seen such a weird spiritual plant.

Moreover, he didn't even recognize this spiritual plant.

Such a rare thing must be bought regardless of its value.

Seeing him stop, the ghost cultivator quickly greeted him: "Sir, these things I have come from the ancient monk cave.

Every thing is an antique and worth a lot of money. "

Because ghost cultivators have no physical body, they can travel freely through the gaps in various mountains and rocks.

What they are best at is stealing graves and digging up graves.

Liu Yuanchen scanned the stall with his consciousness and found that the ghost cultivator did not lie.

It is difficult to identify the materials for refining the weapons, but each of the fragments of the magical weapons is quite old.

Seeing him stop, Xia Lingkai asked: "Junior Brother Liu, have you discovered something useful?"

Liu Yuanchen shook his head slightly: "I didn't find anything useful.

I just saw so many strange things, many of which were antiques, and wanted to try my luck. "

The stall owner quickly picked up a rusty bronze shield with a few cracks on it.

"This is left over from the ancient war. Although it was seriously damaged, it still has some power.

Moreover, the inscriptions on it are quite extraordinary and have considerable research value. "

Liu Yuanchen took the shield and handed it to Wan Yutang, asking him to help with his eyes.

As a member of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, Wan Yutang has been exposed to various precious spiritual objects since he was a child.

He is naturally quite familiar with this kind of ancient artifact.

He didn't take the shield, just glanced at it.

"It is indeed an ancient object, and the refining method was more than 60,000 years ago.

However, the inheritance of this magical weapon has not been broken now.

In addition, this magic weapon is seriously damaged and is not worth a few spiritual stones. "

While he was speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed the words "Wanbao Chamber of Commerce" on the folding fan.

When the ghost cultivator saw the folding fan, he immediately became respectful.

"It turns out he is a nobleman from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. You are right.

I don't dare to raise the price of this magic weapon. It's just a thousand incense coins or a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. "

Although this magical weapon is broken, it still has the fluctuations of a second-order low-grade magical weapon.

If it can be repaired, it is not impossible to become a fourth-level magic weapon.

Buying a thousand spiritual stones is not a loss.

Liu Yuanchen thought for a moment, with a troubled look on his face: "It's not impossible to buy this shield.

However, if I buy some other things, don't charge me a high price. "

The ghost cultivator showed joy on his face: "Young Master is joking, how can I dare to ask for a high price when a noble person from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is here?"

Seeing that the ghost cultivator was restrained by Wan Yutang, Liu Yuanchen immediately picked up the sapling.

"I have also learned the art of divine farming and alchemy, but I didn't recognize this thing. What kind of spiritual plant is it?"

The ghost cultivator's expression also froze, and he obviously didn't recognize him either.

Wan Yutang chuckled: "I know this thing, it's called Yin Sha wood, and it often lives in places with strong evil spirits.

Therefore, it also has the power to transform evil spirits.

Three-hundred-year-old Yinsha wood can be used to refine evil magic weapons, which are worth eighty thousand spiritual stones.

This is just a sapling, not worth a few spiritual stones. "

Liu Yuanchen showed an interested look on his face: "I like to collect all kinds of spiritual plants. I haven't collected this Yinsha wood yet. Please give me a price."

In front of Wan Yutang, the stall owner did not dare to say loudly: "If you really want it, sir, just give me a hundred spiritual stones."

After Liu Yuanchen paid for the spirit stone, he put the Yinsha wood and the bronze shield into the storage bag.

After everyone left the stall and walked far away, Liu Yuanchen sent a message to Wan Yutang and asked: "Senior Brother Wan, that shield should be extraordinary, right?"

Wan Yutang's voice message replied: "That shield was made by Thousand Machine City, and it is indeed the style of weapon refining tens of thousands of years ago.

It should have been left behind by the monks who died in the battle when they were resisting the invasion of alien beings. "

“This shield was at least a fourth-level magic weapon back then, and it still has repair value.

If it were sold to someone from Thousand Machines City, selling it for tens of thousands of spirit stones would not be a problem. "

In the hands of ordinary people, this shield is just a broken magical weapon.

But for the monks of Thousand Machine City, it is a relic of their ancestors, so it naturally has special meaning.

Everyone continued walking in the market, and not long after, Xia Longting was attracted by something on a stall.

He squatted in front of the stall, picked up an earth-yellow tuber the size of a fist, and looked at it carefully.

The tuber looks like a rooster, but with many roots.

As a spiritual medicine master, Liu Yuanchen naturally knew this thing.

This is Huang Jing, known as Immortal Surplus Food.

Even ordinary Polygonatum japonica has the effect of tonifying the kidney and replenishing essence.

This piece of polygonatum is already a second-level low-grade elixir. It must be quite old, and it goes without saying that it is very effective.

If Xia Longting can recognize this thing, he is probably a good doctor after a long illness.

"How to sell this thing?"

The stall owner is also a soul, but he carries a hint of incense.

Obviously, this person is a Shinto person.

The stall owner said softly: "This is a thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica, which can nourish the kidneys and replenish the essence.

Even mortals can take it directly.

I don’t want much, just two thousand spiritual stones. "

In addition to tonifying the kidney and replenishing essence, Polygonatum japonica also has the functions of strengthening the spleen and stomach, replenishing qi and nourishing yin.

This Polygonatum is already a second-level low-grade elixir. If it is really a thousand-year-old Polygonatum, it is indeed worth a lot of money, but it cannot reach two thousand spiritual stones.

Liu Yuanchen chuckled: "I am a spiritual medicine master and an alchemist.

It seems inappropriate for you to dare to offer this price in front of me, right? "

After saying that, the stall owner released a ray of spiritual consciousness to investigate.

Then, an awkward but polite smile appeared on his face: "I'm blind, since we are colleagues, just two hundred spiritual stones."

It is a second-level low-grade elixir, and it is a thousand-year elixir. Two hundred spirit stones are indeed not expensive.

After Xia Longting paid the spirit stone, everyone left the stall.

Liu Yuanchen took out a root from the piece of thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica in his hand, with a tuber the size of a little finger attached to it.

Xia Longting was puzzled: "What do you want this hair for?"

Liu Yuanchen chuckled and said: "Of course I have to plant it. As long as you plant this small tuber in the spiritual field, new shoots will grow."

Hearing this, Xia Longting quickly pulled off all the small tubers from the Millennium Polygonatum and handed them to Liu Yuanchen.

"Then you plant some Polygonatum japonica and sell it to me when it grows up."

Liu Yuanchen did not refuse and accepted the small pieces and all.

At this moment, a shout of murder came from the depths of the ghost market.

Not long after, a burst of black mist was seen rushing toward Liu Yuanchen and others.

This black mist is quite extraordinary and contains a lot of resentment.

Obviously, the owner of Black Mist is not a good person.

Liu Yuanchen was about to take action when Wan Yutang took out an oil lamp.

After injecting mana, the oil lamp emitted blue-green flames.

The black mist seemed to be attracted by the blue-green flames and did not continue to escape.

The black mist turned into a black hawk, circling around the lights.

Soon, several ghosts in black uniforms came over, holding water and fire sticks in their hands.

They should be the underworld soldiers under the command of the City God, here to maintain law and order in the ghost city.

Obviously, Black Eagle, who was restrained by Wan Yutang, committed something.

The leading Yin soldier cupped his hands and said, "I have met Mr. Wan."

Wan Yutang waved his hand: "No need to be polite."

He pointed at the dark figure trapped in the oil lamp and asked, "What did this thing do?"

At this moment, a black-faced man stepped forward.

This big man has a small horn on his head, black scales on his face, and a watery aura.

Obviously, this guy is a dragon or snake.

As for the purity of the bloodline, it is difficult to say for the time being.

The dragon who dares to walk around in the City God's Yin Division must have a serious status.

Either it is a spiritual beast raised by a certain big boss, or it has a priesthood.

He bowed his hands to Liu Yuanchen and others: "My master took the lead and held a small exchange meeting in this ghost market.

This beast had its sights on a treasure, but had nothing to exchange for it, and had no money to buy it, so it went ahead and snatched it away. "

Wan Yutang waved his hand, and the black shadow trapped in the oil lamp flew out.

Several Yin soldiers tied him up with chains, and the dragon cupped his hands and said, "This wolf has snatched a black flying knife. There is a skull pattern on the flying knife."

The Yin soldier rummaged around the black shadow for a moment and found a black flying knife.

Jiaolong took the flying knife and bowed to Wan Yutang: "Thank you for your help, sir, my master is holding an exchange meeting.

Young Master should also know that precious spiritual objects often appear at this exchange meeting. "

Wan Yutang nodded slightly: "Then let's go to the exchange meeting and take a look."

Hearing this, the dragon's face was filled with joy: "Young masters, please follow me."

After that, he led everyone towards the ghost center.

There were several taller buildings here, and several people followed the dragon to one of the three-story buildings.

I saw the plaque on the lintel of this tall building with the three characters "Chunfeng Tower" written on it.

Liu Yuanchen was a little surprised: "Is there any Qingdan Sect property here?"

Jiaolong, who took the lead, echoed: "Of course, this Qingdan County is the territory of the Qingdan Sect.

After the forces of the Great Xia Dynasty took over, the Qingdan Sect surrendered and surrendered, and naturally received preferential treatment.

If any good thing happens, it will be part of the Qingdan Sect. "

At this time, a welcoming boy came to the door and bowed to Liu Yuanchen: "I have seen the elders and several young masters."

Xia Longting was a little surprised: "Senior Brother Liu, where did you get your status as an elder?"

Liu Yuanchen chuckled lightly: "I became a member of the Qingdan Sect when I was ten years old, and later became a member of the Bahuang Pavilion.

During the battle between the Qingdan Sect and the Moyun Sect, I made some military exploits. When I first broke through the Qi Sea Realm, I was already a casual elder of the Qingdan Sect. "

Then, he waved his hand to the boy again: "No need to be polite, we are here to participate in the exchange meeting."

The boy quickly stepped aside, and everyone followed the dragon to the third floor.

The third floor is a spacious hall. There are sixty or seventy people in the hall at this time.

There are many living people among them, but there are also many gods and ghost cultivators.

Jiaolong took out the black flying knife and bowed to the middle-aged man: "Master, the evil barrier has been taken down. This is what the evil barrier took away."

This middle-aged man was wearing a golden dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and two forked dragon horns on his forehead.

Obviously, this person is from the dragon clan and is a dragon god.

As for whether it is a real dragon or a dragon, it is hard to say.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and took the flying knife.

He glanced at Wan Yutang, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out he is a fellow Taoist from Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I'm sorry."

Wan Yutang raised his hand and returned the courtesy: "I am also bringing a few friends here for a casual visit. Mr. Long does not need to be polite."

Afterwards, they introduced each other and it turned out that the young man in golden robe was the Dragon King of Jin'ao Lake.

Jin'ao Lake is on Wuyun Ridge. Previously, a large spirit stone vein was discovered near Jin'ao Lake, which triggered a war between Moyun Sect and Qingdan Sect.

Jin'ao Lake is only a few dozen miles in radius, so it is not very big, but there are many mountain streams flowing into it.

Afterwards, the lake water formed a small river and flowed out.

That side is far away from Qinghe County and is considered a buffer zone. There should not be many Gods there.

The entire Jin'ao Lake water system should be under the jurisdiction of this Dragon Lord.

The status of this Dragon King is naturally not low.

The four of them each found a seat and sat down, and the exchange meeting continued.

The so-called exchange meeting is when monks with extraordinary wealth get together to exchange spiritual objects that are temporarily unused.

There is a platform on the northernmost side of the third floor, with a long table made of spiritual wood placed on it.

At this time, an old man in yellow robe walked to the stage.

He took out an earth-yellow bead and said: "This object is called the Earth Element Divine Armor, and its raw material is the second-grade high-grade Wu Earth Element Crystal.

With just a little push, a set of armor can be transformed into a set of armor that no one in the Condensing Yuan Realm can break.

Wutu Yuanjing is a spiritual object cultivated by earth spiritual veins. Even if it is refined into a magic weapon, it still has strong growth potential. "

"It only needs to be cultivated in the eyes of earth-type spirits for decades, and it will not be a problem to grow to the third level."

"I would like to exchange this item for an eighth-grade defensive Shinto magic weapon, or three thousand incense coins."

Shinto magic weapons are magic weapons driven by divine power. The so-called divine power is something condensed from the power of divine consciousness and the power of incense.

This Shinto magic weapon is similar to an ordinary magic weapon. It is also an embryo made of various materials.

However, the markings on the Shinto magic weapon are not the inscriptions on the weapon, but are rubbed with Shinto authority.

The grade of Shinto magic weapon is linked to the power of Shinto authority.

This eighth-grade Shinto magic weapon means that the Shinto authority printed on it is eighth-grade authority.

More than a hundred breaths have passed, and no one has made a move to buy the Earth Element Divine Armor.

Jin'ao Lake Dragon Lord smiled and said: "Since other fellow Taoists are not interested in this Tu Yuan Divine Armor, then I will accept it."

Before he finished speaking, the black dragon next to him took out a silver ingot and walked to the front of the stage.

This silver ingot is about the size of a fist, and it should be the hard currency of Shinto—incense silver.