In the eyes of a money-grubbing dragon, filling the storage bag is the truth.
I successfully sold a slightly damaged flying sword. The material was not so good, but it was a relic left by an immortal who died. He had killed many demons and picked up a lot of rubbish of unknown origins. The flying sword was one of them. After being damaged, its rank dropped, but it is definitely a treasure for a monk in the mortal world who has not yet overcome the catastrophe and become an immortal.
Instead of using the currency issued by Heaven, I chose to exchange it with rare hard metal or rare Ancient Artifact.
The purpose of collecting Ancient Artifact is to find Dragon Clan Ruins.
To this day, Bai Yujun cannot forget Graceful Woman in Time Rewind...
No matter who she is, find out everything about her.
The ancient times are so long ago that there are only countless true and false myths and legends left, and it is impossible to cover the entire world with Time Rewind. There is only one way left.
Collect Ancient Artifact to excavate the ruins, or find the right time to return to the dying planet.
At that time, I was anxious to find a way back, but now that I know the way back and am prepared, it will not be a problem to spend several years searching carefully.
I have a few years of vacation, which is enough.
"Don't miss it if you pass by it~ The ancestral signature has a good reputation~"
He yelled and continued whittling away at the bamboo while pondering the shabby ancient books he had acquired from the trade.
I read it for a while and threw it into my storage bag. The ancient text was obscure and difficult to understand, but I could still understand it by relying on Dragon Clan Talent. I don't know which Lineage chronicle it is, so you can refer to local changes.
This place is just a small black market in the world of immortality, and the customer flow is not bad.
The stalls are opened in the early morning and closed in the evening.
The days seemed to have returned to the days when I was doing business in Jiulibaibu, and I was in a happy mood.
At this time, four items were placed on the bamboo mat, a dim Golden Pagoda, two swords, and a jade talisman recording Body Refining Technique. Although there were few things, they were all rare items, and people often stopped by.
Most of them are looking for jade talismans, but the price is too expensive.
The other three are unattractive in appearance, their level is too low to be recognized as Dharma Treasure grade, and high-level practitioners rarely appear. In Bai Yujun's words, it all depends on fate, two words, chance.
How could Spoils of War obtained from Gods and Demons Battleground be worthless.
After the human race or monk or Heavenly Soldiers and Generals fell, the items were picked up by the demon. Bai Yujun killed the demon and picked it up again. Gradually, there were more things in the storage bag.
A monk with a hooded robe asked the price.
"How to sell the Jade Talisman Technique?"
Bai Yujun didn't even look up.
"Rare metals or ancient artifacts, depending on the details."
"Ancient items... I don't have any in collection. Please see if this ore is enough."
The masked monk took out a piece of oval ore that seemed to have the luster of a star. Bai Yujun glanced at it. It was a genuine item. It should have been saved after Extraterrestrial Meteorite fell and was not completely burned. The quality could only be said to be average, and it was not enough to be exchanged for the jade talisman technique.
He shook his head and continued to peel the bamboo.
"The technique is a body refining technique, the effect is comparable to that of the Great Sect inheritance, and the ore is worth one-tenth of the price."
"This..."
The monk was very confused. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and took out a piece of white ore again.
"This is Moonlight Stone. It was originally a rare White Flame Ore that only saw the moon but no sun. It took three hundred years to transform into White Flame Ore. Although the weight is small, it is still rare."
Bai Yujun looked up and saw that it was not bad.
"The price is a little higher, and I will give you a free paper umbrella that can bring good luck and avoid evil."
"Deal."
He picked up the jade talisman and a paper umbrella and handed them to the monk, put away the two pieces of ore and continued to set up a stall. The skills in the jade talismans were indeed worth the price. Bai Yujun himself had Dragon Clan Talent and sold them without using the skills.
The monk, who was worried that his skills were worthless, was overjoyed after sensing the jade talisman, and said goodbye with his hands crossed.
Once again, I took out a piece of Spoils of War to set up a stall.
In fact, life is obviously more important than skills and life-saving. The paper umbrella he collected at will can withstand a disaster. The product of the real dragon contains blessings and is a real treasure.
"Take a look and have a look ~ clearance sale ~ Gods and Devils left over from the war Dharma Treasure is on sale at 10% off ~"
Just shout twice.
He didn't care if he attracted ridicule from passing monks.
This place is a rare place to see black market immortals and demon immortals in the mortal world, so it is normal to not be able to recognize the treasures.
As for robbery, haha, Bai Yujun is just waiting for an excuse to do it.
The red sun sets in the west and the evening sun sets.
I didn't gain much today, and I didn't get any ancient books or Ancient Artifact, which is normal. It would be nonsense if ancient things could be found everywhere, and you can't expect to gain something every day.
He put away his goods and rolled up the bamboo mat, put a small backpack on his back, and found a black market inn to stay.
After entering the door, I turned a few corners and looked around for no one.
He rubbed his little hands on his face.
The delicate face turned into another female cultivator, and at the same time, she changed her height and body shape and simulated the aura of the female cultivator she saw during the day. She changed clothes and hid the dragon horns, put on a hat and went out. She passed through the black market circle and instantly transformed into a girl with freckles. All her clothes and items were different from before, and she hid in the human city to hide her traces.
Be careful and you will always feel safe whenever you are hiding in the dark.
I found an ancient well in the city and jumped in when no one was looking. The well was deep and spacious, suitable for dragons to rest.
Completely integrate your own breath into the well water, and sleep with the package as a pillow...
Hidden in the abyss, no one can find the true dragon if it is hidden.
Talking in sleep.
"I can't find anything. It seems I can only go to the Aristocratic Clan's secret library tomorrow, or the study of the emperor of the world is also good. You can always find some ancient relics, phew~"
Searching for information related to the Ancient Dragon Clan is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
No, it should be fishing from a haystack, at least the needlepoint will not be hidden and cannot be found.
the next day.
A neighbor who got up early to fetch water felt that the bucket was very heavy...
I went to the noodle soup stall for breakfast, drank two large bowls of hot noodle soup with a cracked Big White porcelain bowl, and hurried to the big house in the city with two cakes. I had no choice but to check the mortal Aristocratic Clan deposits first. If I found nothing, I would try my luck at those ancient sects.
Don't underestimate the Aristocratic Clan wealthy family. They have a clear conscience. If they want to grow strong, they must have the foundation to support them. Books are the most important thing.
A dragon sneaked into the house, I don't know if it counts as Good Fortune...
The morning sun is warm.
The interior of the large house is cooler than the outside. The paint is peeling off the old doors and windows, and the grass has grown stubbornly in the gaps between the floor tiles that have lost their edges and smoothness. The most precious thing is books, and the most troublesome thing is the library. Collecting classics is definitely not the favorite of children who like to ride bamboo horses to catch dragonflies.
The windows on the second floor were opened, and the smell of decay and oldness drifted away in the wind.
Bai Yujun sat on the window sill and read a book, putting his feet against the window to prevent the wind from blowing it shut.
In the library, dust can be seen floating through the sunlight. Several clones are constantly looking through the books to search for information related to ancient times, and then send them to the window for the main body to read, in a chaotic but orderly manner.
There was a sound at the old wooden door of the courtyard, and a hunchbacked old servant came in with a broom to sweep.
Bai Yujun did not raise his head while eating the apple, and the hunchbacked old servant did not notice that the window of the master's library was wide open, and was busy pulling grass and sweeping the courtyard.
Slowly, Moubai discovered that he liked reading.