Sword Dao Alchemy

The ancient beast at the peak of Seven Stars spreads its wings and is thousands of miles away.

It took ten days of non-stop flying at this speed before reaching the dead desert where the Lingwu ruins were located.

The dead desert is vast and endless, and the continuous yellow sand extends out. Under the clear sky, it is spectacular and beautiful.

But such a beautiful desert can also be lonely.

It was deathly silent and absolutely deserted.

No one dares to set foot in it easily, even a strong practitioner. If you only step into it for a thousand miles, you will be lost in it and will never be able to get out.

Even the powerful flying ancient beasts can only hover on the edge and dare not fly over.

Their destination was the entrance to the Lingwu ruins.

It is a piece of loess ruins on the edge of the desert.

It was the commander's platform when the army went out for battle.

Now the army has been reduced to ashes.

Only the loess tells the tragedy of that year.

However, now, nearly a million people have gathered in this desolate place.

The Great Xia Empire was vast, with more than ten thousand states and counties, and thousands of special boundaries.

There were more than ten or twenty people from each place, plus some casual cultivators who took the initiative to venture in. It was not surprising that the number of millions came together.

Like the Holy Spirit Demon Realm, Lin Yun is not the only one here.

There were more than a dozen strong warriors from the human race and demon race who came over first.

Lin Yun gathered with those guys.

At first glance, they are all guys with eyes above their heads.

If they hadn't all been holding back their energy to go in before breaking through, and giving full play to their strong strength, they might have been in a fight by now.

Lin Yun didn't even bother to look at them. They were too weak and being with them would only be a drag.

Therefore, it is better to have less friendship now.

Of course, in addition to the powerful Martial King who wants to enter the Lingwu Ruins, there are also people who come here to do business.

What these people sell are naturally things that are in short supply in the Lingwu ruins, or items that someone brought out from the ruins in the past.

Whether it is good supplies or items scattered from the ruins, they will be of great help to you in the ruins.

Therefore, business here is very good.

Lin Yun told Zhu Mu, the elder of the demon clan who brought him here, that he planned to go and have a look.

However, Zhu Mudu Lao wanted to accompany him there.

Mr. Nanshan specifically told Elder Zhu Mu.

You can ignore others, Lin

. The security of the cloud must be guaranteed.

One person and one demon walked towards the area with street stalls, browsing slowly inside.

There are many kinds of things on the street stalls, a mixture of good and bad.

As we walked all the way, we could hear the sound of bargaining. Listening to the prices, they were all shocking.

It can be said that whether it is a treasure or not, the price of the treasure must be paid.

As for whether you suffer a loss or take advantage, it all depends on your vision and determination.

Lin Yun didn't have much hope of getting anything good here, he was just bored and wanted to take a walk.

Then find a quiet place and wait for the Lingwu Ruins to open.

However, things still need to be sold, such as elixirs and food.

The Lingwu ruins are extremely barren and difficult to replenish. The basic resources needed are brought in from outside.

"Senior Brother Lin! This small tree may be the black golden branch tree recorded in our demon clan's classics. Do you want to buy it?".caso.

Elder Zhu Mu, who was accompanying him for a stroll, suddenly pointed to a bonsai on the ground and whispered.

Lin Yun took a closer look at the bonsai. The trunk was charred and cracked, and the leaves were small and purple-brown, almost like dead branches.

Just one glance and it's not pleasing to the eye.

"Is this thing useful?" Lin Yun asked in a low voice.

"According to records, where the black golden branch tree is full of vitality, it will become like a dead tree." The elders of the trees whispered quietly.

"But when it comes to that barren land, it will grow very quickly, and it will bloom and bear fruit very quickly. The more barren the place, the faster it will be."

"Especially in a place like Lingwu Ruins, I estimate that a batch of fruits will be ripe in just one month."

"And one of its fruits is enough for a strong Martial Emperor to not feel hungry for ten days. Even if there are frequent battles, it can last for five days."

"So, by bringing it in, you also save other things."

"That's good! Although I don't have enough food, I still bought it. Maybe it will be useful."

Lin Yun heard what Elder Zhu Mu said and decided to buy it.

Approaching the stall, the stall owner was an old martial arts master. He came here obviously just to make money.

"Old man! How do you sell this bonsai?" Lin Yun asked.

"You mean this withered dragon tendon! This is a treasure passed down from my family. Isn't this...my resources for cultivation are gone?"

. , so I bought it, but I can only sell it at a low price. There is no other way! "

The old Wu Zong complained about his sorrows and looked reluctant to give up, as if he was selling his son or daughter.

Lin Yun had seen many such performances and knew that this guy must pay a high price.

"I don't want to hear its origin, I just want to know the price."

Lin Yun said coldly.

"If the price isn't right, wait for someone who likes to hear stories!"

"Perhaps the ruins will be opened next moment and cannot be sold... You can only wait another thousand years..."

Lin Yun's words let the old man know that the performance thing was not going to work.

But he is unwilling to give up an opportunity to kill people.

Cruelly, he cut off half of his expected price and said coldly: "Brother, don't give me eye drops either."

"In short, if this withered dragon tendon can't be sold for 200,000 obsidian crystals, then I will wait another thousand years."

This price is four or five times that of a normal withered dragon tendon.

And the resources harvested from 200,000 obsidian crystals are enough for this three-star martial master in front of him to reach five stars.

Lin Yun frowned slightly. Although if it is calculated based on the magical black gold branch wood, 200,000 obsidian crystals are indeed not expensive.

But if it is just for the withered dragon tendon, this price is too high.

200,000, Lin Yun can afford it, but after that, if he wants to buy something here, it will be impossible.

When Lin Yun frowned and hesitated, Elder Zhumu had rushed to the front, picked up the bonsai, and threw a purse over.

"Brother Lin! Don't hesitate, as much as you need, the Holy Spirit Demon Realm will pay for it."

The demon elder handed the bonsai to Lin Yun.

The old martial master picked up the purse, which contained 200,000 obsidian crystals.

But he suddenly felt that he had suffered a loss.

He wanted to rip someone off, but it was too easy, so he started to doubt it.

"Could it be that my bonsai is a treasure worth more than 200,000 obsidian crystals? But I am blind and don't recognize it?"

He was dumbfounded holding his money bag, looking at Lin Yun who was going away, and felt that a huge opportunity was lost by himself.

...

Lin Yun and the other person continued to linger between the stalls.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei shook slightly, and a mental wave was transmitted.

"Brother! Go to the right front, there are good things there..."

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