Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

About 700,000 miles west of Tianque Mountain, there was a majestic immortal city named Liuyun City. This city was built more than a hundred years ago and was the youngest of all the immortal cities owned by the Xuantian Sect. It was mainly built to deal with the increasingly frequent forces of the Tianmo Abyss.

The Xuantian Sect stationed a Core Formation stage cultivator all year round, responsible for contacting and organizing various small and medium-sized sects within millions of miles to the west, to jointly deal with demon cultivators. The current duty officer was Elder Min Tianzhuo.

A few days ago, Wu Yuankui informed Zhang Yuanjing that Yu Tianwan would depart from Liuyun City to Mount Sumeru, and asked him to wait here in advance. He specifically instructed him that Yu Tianwan still had important matters to attend to, and he must strictly follow the arrangements along the way, without any violation.

Seeing that Wu Yuankui's words were very stern, Zhang Yuanjing dared not neglect it. He arrived at the immortal city two days in advance and waited in the City Lord's Mansion. As a result, after waiting for two days, he did not see Yu Tianwan come over, presumably something had delayed him.

He was not familiar with the two Foundation Establishment stage Deputy City Lords of the City Lord's Mansion, and they did not bother to pay attention to him. Therefore, he simply informed them and left the mansion, heading to the lively West Market.

Liuyun City had two major markets. The West Market mainly consisted of shops and stalls, while the East Market was mainly a place for auctions. To buy ordinary materials for cultivation and fighting, one only needed to go to the West Market. If one wanted to find rare items, one would mostly have to go to the East Market.

Zhang Yuanjing's Thick Earth Qi Cultivation Technique had already been practiced to the eighth level. The ninth level of the technique was the last level, and it could only be practiced with a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation base. Although his cultivation had grown rapidly in the past few years, there was still a considerable distance to go before reaching the great perfection of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

He was already two hundred and ten years old this year, and his lifespan was running out. If he wanted to break through to the late stage in the remaining ten years or so, relying on elixirs such as Spirit Gathering Powder would definitely not work.

After thinking about it, he set his sights on the Bitter Origin Pill. Last time, he relied on the fifteen low-grade Bitter Origin Pills given by Wu Yuankui to forcefully enter the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. If he could obtain mid-grade or higher Bitter Origin Pills, he was confident that he could cultivate to the great perfection of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment within a few years.

The West Market was an area of ​​three square miles of streets, with more than a dozen vertical and horizontal streets. Shops were lined up one after another, simple stalls were interspersed, and the flow of people was constant, mainly cultivators, and occasionally some well-dressed mortals.

"This senior, welcome to our shop, what medicine do you need to buy?" A middle-aged man in a blue short shirt followed behind Zhang Yuanjing and asked diligently.

This was a shop called Jin's Pill Emporium. Zhang Yuanjing had heard of this Jin family, a family of cultivators famous for cultivating spiritual herbs and refining elixirs. The ancestor was originally a Xuantian disciple who reached the Core Formation stage, but later suffered severe injuries for some reason, and his strength was less than one in a hundred. He retired from the sect, married and had children, and created a huge cultivation family attached to the sect.

"Is this the pharmacy opened by the Jin family of Jishui?"

"Of course, the Jin family of Jishui only opened this one shop in Liuyun City. It's a thousand-year-old shop, and you will definitely be satisfied!"

"Oh, I came here because of its reputation. Do you have any Bitter Origin Pills in the store?"

"This, senior, you've come at a bad time. The five newly arrived bottles of Bitter Origin Pills in the store have just been bought by several Foundation Establishment seniors."

"Is that so? Then do you have any Sophora Flavescens? Seedlings are fine, or even surviving residual roots!"

Sophora Flavescens was the main medicine for refining Bitter Origin Pills, and it was always rare.

"This, our store never sells spiritual plants. If you need it, senior, you can go to the Xianling Street in front, where there are shops and stalls selling natural treasures."

Following the guidance of the manager of Jin's Pill Emporium, Zhang Yuanjing quickly found the Xianling Street, which was much more lively than the street where the pharmacy was located, because there were too many people setting up stalls on the roadside.

Most of them were cultivators in the Qi Refining realm, and Foundation Establishment cultivators accounted for two or three out of ten. All kinds of materials were spread out on the stalls, common spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, spiritual beast skins, bones, horns, colorful spiritual gold, etc., and uncommon kinds of strange water, soil, blood, etc. could be seen. Some also sold finished products such as elixirs, spiritual talismans, spiritual weapons, secret books, and array devices.

Zhang Yuanjing looked at them one by one. He saw more than a dozen unknown spiritual plants of the third and fourth rank, and his heart itched, but after all, he was short of money, so he had to ignore them.

If there were people specializing in selling spiritual plants, he would ask if they had Sophora Flavescens. If there were many elixirs on display, he would ask if they had Bitter Origin Pills. After two hours, he walked most of the Xiancai Street, but still did not find Bitter Origin Pills or Sophora Flavescens.

Zhang Yuanjing was only focused on browsing the stalls and did not notice that there were three middle-aged cultivators behind him who had been following him since he left the City Lord's Mansion, quietly tracking him. Whenever he asked at a stall, one of them would approach, drop a few low-grade spirit stones, and conduct a simple inquiry.

The three of them saw that Zhang Yuanjing was tired from walking and was resting at a tea stall, so they gathered together and whispered.

"How is it? What is he looking for?"

"Bitter Origin Pills, and Sophora Flavescens. It seems he needs Bitter Origin Pills to break through his cultivation."

"Hehe, with his aptitude, Bitter Origin Pills would be a waste."

"Junior Brother Liu, is there a way to lure him out of the city?"

"Senior Brother Long, this person is as timid as a mouse, I'm afraid it will be difficult to lure him out of the city."

"Senior Brother Long, I have an idea. I have a junior who does black market business here. As long as there are Bitter Origin Pills or Sophora Flavescens, let him come forward to lure this 'Mouse Taoist' out of the city. It shouldn't be difficult."

"Junior Brother Lin, your idea is good, we can try it. Do you have any Bitter Origin Pills?"

"No." "Junior Brother Liu" said.

"I don't have any either." "Junior Brother Lin" also shook his head.

"Senior Brother Long" said helplessly: "It's too late to buy Bitter Origin Pills now. I only have a Sophora Flavescens that is less than two hundred years old. I don't know if it will work."

The person called "Junior Brother Lin" heard this and said confidently: "That's it. Senior Brother Long, those who do black market business can talk nonsense even if they don't have anything. With a real thing, they are not afraid of not being able to persuade a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

Zhang Yuanjing rested for half an hour, then got up and continued to browse the stalls. After asking more than a dozen shops, he didn't see a single Bitter Origin Pill. This thing was precious, and ordinary cultivators could hardly withstand its tyrannical medicinal power, so there was very little stock.

Three stalls said they had Sophora Flavescens, but one was already dried, one was fake, and the other was asking for too high a price and did not agree to exchange it for Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass. Therefore, after walking to the end of the entire Xianling Street, he was still empty-handed.

Just as he was disappointed, a red-faced, thin, tall man chased him from behind: "Senior, senior, are you in a hurry to buy Bitter Origin Pills and Sophora Flavescens?"

Zhang Yuanjing turned his head to look and saw that it was a casual cultivator in the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining, unremarkable, so he didn't pay attention and casually replied: "Yes. What, do you have any to sell?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, take it out and let me see."

The red-faced man didn't say much. He took out a two-inch-sized porcelain pot from his storage bag. In the pot grew a half-foot-high dark cyan thin grass, surrounded by spiritual power, showing strong vitality.

"It really is Sophora Flavescens! How much are you selling it for?"

The red-faced man smiled, did not speak, but carefully put away the Sophora Flavescens, then pointed to a small road on the left and said: "Can I ask senior to speak in another place."

Zhang Yuanjing glanced at him warily, then looked at the cultivators setting up stalls around him. Seeing that their eyes swept over the red-faced man and there was nothing unusual, he nodded and said: "Lead the way."

The red-faced man seemed unaware of Zhang Yuanjing's actions. After he spoke, he turned around and led the way, heading straight for the small road. After turning into the small road, he did not stop immediately, but went deeper for more than ten steps before turning into a small courtyard and standing in the courtyard.

Zhang Yuanjing landed four or five steps behind him, did not immediately enter the courtyard, but used his power to strengthen his five senses and carefully sensed for a few breaths before slowly walking into the courtyard.

"Senior, I am Wu Zhongling, a local near the immortal city, relying on the immortal city to make a living, and also get some resources for my own cultivation. I specialize in black market transactions, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

"Oh, so you are a black market broker!" Zhang Yuanjing responded faintly, signaling him to continue.

"Hehe, senior is right, we do this." Wu Zhongling said with a smile, quite proud of himself.

"So, that Sophora Flavescens is also someone else's." Zhang Yuanjing asked.

"That's right. However, this senior is my old customer and trusts me very much, so he directly handed over the trading items to me. If anyone can produce the items he wants, they can exchange them immediately!"

"What does this fellow Taoist need?"

"One Foundation Establishment Pill or five finished Bitter Origin Pills."

"This Sophora Flavescens seems to be insufficient in age, I'm afraid it's not worth a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Well, that's the price set by that senior, I can't make the decision."

"Can I meet this fellow Taoist?"

"Does senior have a Foundation Establishment Pill? Or Bitter Origin Pills?"

"I don't have any. However, I have other things that this fellow Taoist might be interested in."

"If that's the case, then please join a trading bureau that I'm preparing."

"Trading bureau? What is it?" Zhang Yuanjing asked in surprise.

"The so-called trading bureau is a circular transaction. For example, Senior A has Item A, Senior B has Item B, Senior C has Item C, Senior A needs Item B, Senior B needs Item C, and Senior C needs Item A. In this way, the three people exchange in a circle, each gets what they need, and everyone is happy." Wu Zhongling said slowly.

"That's interesting. However, if the supply and demand cannot be completely matched, then what?"

"If the people participating in the transaction are willing to wait, then the probability of establishing a perfect trading bureau is very high. Of course, in reality, seniors who choose the black market are usually more anxious, so most of the trading bureaus are imperfect. In this case, if the seniors conducting the trading bureau agree, I can invite some seniors with no specific intentions to participate, which may make up for the gap in supply and demand.

"Of course, even so, it cannot be guaranteed that every senior will complete the transaction. This is also something that cannot be helped. Whether to participate, whether to be urgent or slow, is up to these seniors to decide."

"Oh, I'm in a hurry. Is there a trading bureau today?" Zhang Yuanjing asked anxiously.

"Can I see the items you are using for the transaction?"

Zhang Yuanjing nodded and took out the Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass from his storage bag, holding it up with one hand: "Do you know this thing?"

Wu Zhongling gave a dry laugh: "Senior, I only know that it is Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass. Nine leaves are complete, and it looks like it is quite old. Are there any other special things about it?"

"Look at the color. The leaves of ordinary mature Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass are light yellow, but this one is golden yellow, which means that not only is it more than five hundred years old, but its grade has also been raised to the fourth grade of spiritual products."

"The fourth grade of spiritual products!" Wu Zhongling was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes lit up when he looked at the Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass. "Senior, if this is the case, it will be easy to handle. Most of the people participating in the trading bureau are Foundation Establishment seniors. Many seniors are afraid of grabbing your Nine-Leaf Huangxi Grass. Therefore, I invite you to participate in the trading bureau as a participant with no specific intentions."

"What time? It must be today, I'm afraid it will be too late tomorrow." Zhang Yuanjing said unquestioningly.

"No problem, I will immediately contact a few partners and arrange it immediately after confirming the situation. There is one thing that must be made clear to senior first. For safety reasons, the seniors participating in the trading bureau generally choose to trade outside the city, can you accept it?"

"Outside the city? Is the journey far?"

"Not far, not far, at most it will not exceed a hundred miles!"

"Oh, that's no problem."

Wu Zhongling took out a sound transmission spirit jade and handed it to Zhang Yuanjing, saying: "Senior, please pay attention to the messages in it. As long as it is decided, I will send the transaction location and time to it as soon as possible."