Traveling through time 10,000 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

Slowly stepping onto the top of the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, Bai Xue stood on Shen Yuan's shoulder, his beautiful big eyes with heterochromatic pupils curiously looking at the surrounding fog.

Shen Yuan casually took out the invitation gifted by Xue Mingzhi from the storage ring and handed it to the void. There were only dot patterns flickering on the invitation.

The next moment, the clouds and fog in front of Shen Yuan disappeared. After the scene in front of him changed, Shen Yuan suddenly appeared at the door of a market.

The word Yunfu is clearly written on the gate of Fangshi. Below Yunfu, there are also the emblems of several hidden sects and cave heaven paradise. There are faint traces of special spiritual power flowing on them to verify the identity of the sect.

Walking into Fangshi, Shen Yuan's eyes were struck by the stretches of antique wooden pavilions and pavilions, as if he were in ancient times that were displaced in time and space.

This surprised Shen Yuan. He had seen a lot of information on the forum about several large-scale cultivator trading places such as the Imperial Capital Market and the Magic Capital Auction House. Although they all had ancient names, their architectural styles were almost all to modernization.

The Yunfufang City in front of us is closer to the Xiuxianfang City in secular legends.

Shen Yuan vaguely guessed that this might be related to the long-standing inheritance of the hidden sects in Jianfang City.

The higher-ups in the sect did not like the modern reinforced concrete style, so the disciples below naturally created this ancient city that was more in line with the atmosphere of cultivating immortals.

Stepping into it, Shen Yuan's first impression of the entire Yunfufang City was that it was deserted to the naked eye.

There were only dozens of practitioners and a few monsters walking back and forth on the street. Most of the shops on both sides had closed their doors. Only a few were open for business, but they were still empty.

Many practitioners like Shen Yuan who had just arrived in Fangshi had expressions of astonishment. Many familiar people chatted and Shen Yuan also took this opportunity to listen, and then he understood the reason.

As the first cultivator city established by humans and monsters in the south, Yunfufang City actually attracts the attention of many cultivators.

Especially in Yunfufang City, which is located in the Yunfu Mountains, it can trade with the monsters and buy many specialties of the monsters that are rare in human society. Therefore, many practitioners have great expectations for Yunfufang City.

But as the fall of the Black Wind Mountain God five days ago triggered a confrontation between the Yunfu demons and the Zhennan Army, the originally fiery Yunfufang City instantly cooled down.

The demon clan, one of the main players in the trade, rushed to the front line one after another. Without these big fat sheep, the practitioners in Yunfufang City would not know who to kill.

In the following days, the battle did not really begin on the frontline battlefield. Instead, the battle continued in the rear areas of the Yunfu Mountains.

A total of three mountain gods and several Qi Transformation Realm monsters died. Such news shocked the entire Yunfu Mountains.

The demon clan in the Yunfu Mountains began a large-scale search, during which they had many conflicts with guests visiting Yunfufang City.

Although Yunfufang City officials have repeatedly claimed that the Yunfu group of monsters will not attack Yunfufang City, except for the endless mountains outside Yunfufang City, once a conflict occurs, the monsters do not need to be in the city if they want to kill the practitioners. Take action.

Many practitioners are in danger, and the interests in Yunfufang City are not worth their risk.

As a result, a large number of practitioners left the Yunfu Mountains, leaving only some practitioners with profound self-discipline and self-cultivation who were not afraid of ordinary demon practitioners. This also created the deserted situation in Yunfufang City today.

Hearing the conversations of the practitioners, Shen Yuan couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

The deserted Yunfufang City seems to have something to do with him.

Heifeng Mountain God was severely injured by him and used to fish for the powerful demon behind Aman.

The mountain gods and Qi demons who had fallen one after another in the past few days were also guided by him to search for Aman, and finally died from the magic weapon of the devil.

If Shen Yuan's plan hadn't changed the pattern of the Yunfu mountains, I'm afraid Yunfufang City would still be in full swing now.

Shaking his head and throwing this thought out of his mind, Shen Yuan glanced at the people on the street and did not find the practitioner who took the Blood Sea Ring away.

Obviously after entering Fangshi, the other party should have found a place to settle down temporarily.

His eyes fell on several inns around Fang City, and Shen Yuan was not in a hurry to find traces of the Blood Sea Ring.

Yunfufang City is so big, and it can be locked with the help of spatial sight range. It is only a piece of cake to find the other party.

However, there was no rush to deal with the old monster at the moment, so Shen Yuan began to wander around the deserted market.

Shen Yuan had his own purpose in coming to Yunfufang City this time.

"The two immortal cultivation skills of puppets and spiritual talismans have not been able to get started due to lack of spiritual materials. I just took this opportunity to collect the required materials in advance and then find a way to get close to the old devil."

After taking a look at the sparse shops on both sides of the street, Shen Yuan thought for a moment and still did not choose to enter the shop. Instead, he followed the flow of people to the end of the street.

At the other end of Fangshi, a small square appeared in Shen Yuan's sight.

The square is full of stalls on the ground, and practitioners are chatting with each other, and there are also a lot of bargaining and quarrels in the square.

When he came here, Shen Yuan felt a bit like a practice market.

Shen Yuan began to search for items on the street stalls, trying to experience the classic "picking up items on the street stalls" plot.

But when he looked at something on the nearest stall, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly.

The stall was filled with bottles, jars, and bronze ritual vessels, many of which exuded a faint aura. However, Shen Yuan could tell at a glance that the aura on them was obviously the residue after being smeared with some kind of spiritual fluid.

"One price, 800 million!"

"This is an ancient ritual vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Does the Western Zhou Dynasty know? It was an older dynasty than Dayin ten thousand years ago. The ritual vessels left behind from that time would be ordinary objects?"

"As long as the spiritual energy is completely revived in the future, the immortal seeds and mother energy of all things bred in this ancient ritual vessel will surely be able to see the light of day again!"

The stall owner Shen Yuan saw was spitting heavily while holding a bronze tripod with a production date not older than last week, and he was seriously fooling the beautiful girl in front of him who looked young.

The girl's eyes became brighter as she listened to the stall owner's boast: "One price, eight million!"

Faced with a price cut of one percent, the stall owner did not hesitate at all: "Deal!"

The girl immediately took out a bank card from her pocket and said loudly.

“I want to swipe my card!”

Shen Yuan on the side couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him: "This thing of his is obviously fake and not worth eight million."

Unexpectedly, the girl rolled her eyes and said angrily:

"I'm not a fool. Of course I can tell that this thing is a fake coated with some golden spirit fluid."

Shen Yuan was stunned: "Then why do you still pay for it?"

"Although this is a fake, if you take it outside Yunfu Mountain and fool the rich locals, you can easily make more than ten times the profit.

Those local rich people don't know what is true or false. They only know how to invest in spiritual objects. When the time comes, as long as they tell him that it is handed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty, they will be fooled.

It would be useless even if they brought in secular appraisers. Who stipulated that the magical artifacts handed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty must have the same characteristics as antiques? Are those appraisers practitioners, or am I a practitioner? "

While saying this, the girl who paid the money happily took the bronze tripod and left the stall.

When many practitioners around him heard the girl's words, their eyes lit up and they gathered around the fake antique stall.

Shen Yuan looked at the stall that immediately became lively, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Is this okay?"

With the lessons learned from the first antique stall, Shen Yuan was much more cautious when looking at the items in other stalls.

After searching all over, Shen Yuan also had a certain understanding of these trading stalls.

There are so many stalls here, but most of them don't have anything good. Counterfeit spiritual objects, antiques, magic tools, and even spiritual stones can be said to be everywhere.

And some of the genuine items are often books of low value.

After all, classics can be copied and sold repeatedly, and the number of them in circulation is far greater than those spiritual objects that can no longer be obtained after trading.

As for picking up leaks on street stalls, that is even more impossible.

These things that can be displayed are basically after confirming the details. If you are really unsure, you have already put them away, and even if they are sold, they will not be at a cheap price.

Moreover, most of the people in this square have the intention of picking up leaks, and even if there is a leak, they will be traded away immediately.

After some searching, Shen Yuan finally stopped at a remote stall in a corner.

Pointing to the neatly stacked spiritual trees beside the stall, Shen Yuan asked:

"How to sell these ironwoods?"

Ironwood is one of the most basic spiritual trees in the spiritual world. Apart from being as strong as gold and iron and storing a certain amount of spiritual energy, it does not have any other commendable characteristics.

If the spiritual energy tide lasts for a hundred years, such iron wood can be found in any spiritual realm. However, in the early stage of the spiritual energy tide when resources are scarce, it can still be regarded as a good spiritual object.

The stall owner raised his eyelids and looked Shen Yuan up and down.

"Pack all the spiritual stones together."

Shen Yuan shook his head: "You only have half an ironwood tree at best. Selling a piece of spiritual stone is too expensive."

"You can't miss one spiritual stone, but you can choose another item from the stall."

Shen Yuan glanced at the scattered things on the stall, including broken stones, rotten leaves, and old books. They looked like they were collected from rags.

But Shen Yuan knew very well that these tattered-looking things were far more valuable than the dazzling array of fake antiques on the previous stall, because these were genuine spiritual objects and spiritual books.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Yuan picked up a tattered book and threw a spiritual stone at the stall owner.

"I want it."

With a wave of his right hand, all the spiritual trees on the stall were put into the storage space.

After doing all this, Shen Yuan turned around and left, leaving the stall owner stunned.

"There is actually a storage magic weapon. Could it be that he is the genius of any sect family?"

"Did I make a loss on the sale of my volume of classics?"

The stall owner scratched his head in confusion, turned around and took out a dozen identical books from the package. He looked up and down but couldn't see anything.

On the other side of the square, Shen Yuan took out the book he had just obtained with a smile.

Tiemu is not uncommon in many stalls. What really drove Shen Yuan to buy Tiemu at that stall was actually the classic book placed by the stall owner on the stall.

"The Law of Qi Melting Evil of Heaven and Earth".