Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland

There will be special wooden signs in front of these stalls in the market with prices marked on them.

Golden Bell Talisman, a primary and middle-grade spiritual talisman, worth eight low-grade spiritual stones.

Chen Wang once saw someone cast the Golden Bell Talisman, and a thin layer of golden light protected the body, faintly manifesting into the shape of a golden bell.

Invulnerable to weapons, hard to be harmed by magic, and extremely powerful in protection.

What Chen Wang drew was the Wind Control Talisman, which is an auxiliary and can increase speed.

The Golden Bell Talisman is an offensive and defensive talisman and is more expensive.

The primary low-grade spiritual talisman he refined can be sold for one or two low-grade spiritual stones depending on the type of spell.

The Wind Control Talisman can only be sold for one piece. After all, it is not a magic talisman that focuses on attack and defense.

Chen Wang can only draw two kinds of talismans, one is the wind-controlling talisman, and the other is the calming talisman.

The Dingshen Talisman is a talisman used by practitioners to increase their concentration and eliminate external interference. It is more difficult to draw than the Wind Control Talisman.

Therefore, Chen Wang never painted.

The main reason is that a stack of talisman paper is worth a spiritual stone, and the failure rate of drawing this talisman is high, so it is really unaffordable.

…

Chen Wang was walking on the road when he suddenly noticed that three or four people were haggling around a stall.

Someone is selling a basic high-level spiritual talisman, the Fire Dragon Talisman, worth fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.

This is the only stall in the market that sells high-quality talismans.

Chen Wang stood there for a moment and found that the spiritual energy fluctuations of this high-grade spiritual talisman were many times higher than his wind-controlling talisman. The richness of the spiritual energy was completely incomparable.

"This is good stuff."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

At this time, a young monk was bargaining with the stall owner.

I want to buy it for 48 low-grade spiritual stones.

The stall owner is a bald old man with a wine gourd hanging on his waist and wearing a pair of straw sandals.

He looked cold and unwilling to talk to this young monk at all.

"One price, fifty spiritual stones. If you don't buy it, leave."

Next, no matter how much the young monk bargained, the bald old man ignored him.

"This is a talisman master who can draw elementary and high-grade talismans."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

Then Chen Wang walked around the market for a long time and left with satisfaction.

He was still holding the low-grade spiritual stone tightly in his hand, his back looking a little desolate in the wind.

For a low-level monk who has just made a deposit, it doesn't matter how he visits the stalls in this market, as his wealth will not shrink anyway.

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wasteland world,

Qiongqi Mining,

On the third floor of a steel building, there are red and green paint patterns on the wall.

The girl with exaggerated proportions gives people a chaotic and crazy feeling.

The walls are inlaid with red-glow minerals, and there are men and women drinking and clinking glasses everywhere.

Chen Wang was holding a yellow wine glass and drinking whiskey leisurely.

He was wearing a camouflage uniform, with sharp features, wide shoulders and a thin waist, and he looked very good.

This is not a bar full of hormones.

Chen Wang came here not to release the desire in his body.

But to trade arms.

After the cold winter, the world's economic system suffered a huge impact, and the value of currency was extremely high.

There is a shortage of all kinds of materials, and many people live at the bottom, and their lives are even more miserable than those at the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals.

"Baby face, let my sister take a good look at you."

A tall woman walked over. She was young and beautiful, with big waves and a curvy figure. She was wearing a black hip-hugging skirt, which outlined her attractive figure.

Chen Wang had just finished smoking a cigarette and calmly stubbed it out in the ashtray.

The woman exhaled like a blue breath, leaned close to Chen Wang and said softly: "Shall I buy you a drink?"

She took advantage of the situation and put her hands on Chen Wang's chest to wipe the oil.

Chen Wang is now a second-level soldier. Although he looks tall and thin in clothes, in fact, the muscles on his body are extremely strong. His six-pack abs are like steel, with sharp edges and corners.

The eyes of this flirtatious woman who seemed to be drunk were slightly brightened.

Chen Wang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay!"

The coquettish woman leaned her body against Chen Wang's. Her body was soft and she had a faint smell of perfume.

"Moli, he can't accompany you today."

A cold voice sounded.

The speaker was a tall young woman with a high ponytail and a heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

Snapped!

She slapped a Browning pistol on the table and squeezed between the two men.

This lazy and charming mature woman's face suddenly turned ugly.

She seemed a little wary of the young woman who slapped the gun on the table, and her face was uncertain for a moment.

Chen Wang took a drag of his cigarette, walked up to this plump and charming woman, and said softly: "I'll find you later."

The mature woman with big breasts and big hips softened her expression slightly, and then left with her high heels on.

The young girl with a high ponytail is named Gao Yanan.

It is a two-level special unit, an earth monster, that can control certain earth elements and change the terrain.

There are various directions for genetic medicine transformation. This direction is even a bit like that of a mage, but it also greatly improves physical fitness.

Chen Wang watched this mature woman named Jasmine twist her waist and leave. He sighed with emotion, then sighed and turned around: "Gao Yanan, you are a little aggressive."

Gao Yanan crossed his arms and sneered: "Why, you didn't just come to me to buy a gun? You want to have a fight with this woman first?"

Chen Wang sighed softly.

Gao Yanan snorted: "This woman is very cheap, fifty yuan a night."

Now that the winter is over, the value of currency has become extremely high. A beautiful woman like this really only needs three hundred fifty-one nights.

Chen Wang shook his head and said nothing: "Let's go see the gun first?"

Gao Yanan said lightly: "One thousand."

Chen Wang laughed dumbly: "We are so familiar with each other, do you need money to see the gun?"

Gao Yanan raised her chin: "If you have money, you can play with women, but if you don't have money, you can see the gun. If you don't have money, forget it."

Arrogant, indifferent, and unruly, these characteristics are all shown in Gao Yanan, a young girl.

Chen Wang took a puff of cigarette, stared at her and smiled, without saying anything,

took out a thousand yuan from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

Gao Yanan glanced at the thousand yuan, and her face not only did not become better, but became colder, and said stiffly:

"Let's go, my people have been waiting upstairs for a long time."

She put the money away and took the lead in walking upstairs with her two slender legs.

The third floor is a place for people to trade and entertain, and the fourth floor is where the real arms trading is.

A burly man with a crew cut pushed a black iron frame and walked over.

This man with a crew cut had sharp eyes, muscular body, various tattoos on his body, and a huge tiger head on his chest, which looked lifelike.

"What kind do you want to buy?"

Gao Yanan asked coldly.

For Chen Wang, after becoming a second-level gene warrior, his demand for firearms increased, and the power of ordinary firearms could no longer meet his needs.

"It is powerful and easy to carry."

Chen Wang said in a deep voice.