Chapter 463 Disappear

The inner sect of Yunshui Sect actually covers a very wide area.

The eight inner gates occupy the nodes and branches of the large Lingmai Yunshui Mountain Range, and the area radiated is almost comparable to the entire Huaguo in Zhang Qingyuan's previous life.

However, a monk in the True Yuan Realm can fly with a sword, and his speed is not slow when he uses his full strength.

In addition, as the base camp, roads have basically been opened up between various places. Although there are still some huge monster mountain ranges and forbidden forests that have not been completely cleared, this is a blank no-man's land specially left by the sect. , as a training place for Zongmen disciples.

The scope of these places of experience is not small, basically they are the original ecological monster forests, there are many opportunities such as heaven and earth spirits, and there are also many dangers.

Even the True Origin Realm cannot cross over it unscrupulously.

It is impossible to want the shortest straight line between two points.

It's just a little more troublesome journey, which is not difficult for Zhang Qingyuan.

It will only take half a day more effort.

After spending about seven or eight days, Zhang Qingyuan visited all the large square markets near the peaks. While collecting some spiritual materials cheaply from the square markets, he also spent a lot of money from some auction houses. I bought some precious and rare spiritual objects in the big business house.

Almost everything Zhang Qingyuan needed for his alchemy and medicine refining plan was ready.

Even if it is still a little worse, although those elixirs are somewhat rare and uncommon, they are not extremely treasured items. Zhang Qingyuan has already left his own contact information for those big trading houses, and they will naturally be delivered to the door after a period of time. Don't worry.

"This trip has yielded a good result."

"It's just a pity that after this time, the purse that had just risen for a short time dried up again."

In Xilinfang City,

The streets are lined with people, and the monks and vendors on both sides are full of all kinds of strange spiritual things, including pills, elixir, minerals, materials for monster plants and monsters, etc. The stall owners keep shouting, and The passer-by monks bargained over the price.

It was very noisy all around.

Zhang Qingyuan was walking in the square city, scanning the stalls with his eyes, and felt that there were a few middle-grade spirit stones left in the storage bag.

Rao, with his current worth, there is some heartache on his face at this moment.

After this line of work, all the windfall of three thousand middle-grade spirit stones that Xihuang and his party got that day was filled in, and even the wealth accumulated by myself in the Yuelian Islands for ten years of development was almost completely consumed.

"Forget it, the spirit stone is something outside of the body, as long as it can be used to improve one's own realm strength, then everything is worth it!"

Zhang Qingyuan comforted himself authentically in his heart.

But having said that.

But Zhang Qingyuan was also a little speechless.

It's no wonder that many casual cultivators in the outside world have difficulty raising their level of cultivation for more than ten or twenty years. Among them, the lack of talent, bottlenecks, and guidance from famous teachers is one aspect, and the resources themselves are also a great influence.

You must know that Zhang Qingyuan has developed in the Yuelian Islands in the South China Sea for so many years, and the income of the forces he has managed is no less than that of some top small family forces.

However, this income is not worth mentioning in front of Zhang Qingyuan's needs.

Although this has something to do with Zhang Qingyuan's own strong background and the terrifying means he needs to practice, it also reflects from the side the huge resources that ordinary monks in the true yuan realm need to improve.

If there is no other opportunity, it is not impossible to delay for more than ten or twenty years in the same realm.

"Well, is that Night Heart Grass?"

Suddenly, out of the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's eyes, he saw that among the many medicinal herbs placed in a relatively remote corner not far away, a crystal-clear elixir that seemed to emit fluorescence was placed on the booth.

It is the elixir that I need to blindly cherish.

Immediately attracted Zhang Qingyuan's attention.

Many previous thoughts were thrown to nowhere in an instant, Zhang Qingyuan walked forward two steps quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell the Night Heart Grass?"

Zhang Qingyuan stretched out his hand to explore,

While asking about the birth of the monk behind the booth.

"Does this thing have an owner...huh? Brother Zhang?"

The stall owner was about to refuse with a wave of his hand, but when he heard a slightly familiar voice, and then saw that obviously recognizable face, he immediately cried out in surprise.

"I don't know who you are?"

Zhang Qingyuan hesitated, and looked at the stall owner in front of him.

Some are familiar and seem to have seen it before, but I forgot the specifics.

"Ha, brother, I forgot to be normal. I received a mission before, which was to go to the South China Sea to help with some internal affairs, and it was just a meeting with senior brother Zhang."

The stall owner was also hearty, and didn't care at all that Zhang Qingyuan didn't recognize him.

In other words, it's not normal to recognize it. After all, it's just a simple contact to hand over the procedures, and the two themselves have no intersection.

"It turned out to be you. At the Zongmen Nanhai Branch, the handover I handed over to the Lingshi Mine seemed to be the one you took over!"

With this reminder from the other party, various influences quickly flashed in my mind.

Zhang Qingyuan said suddenly.

Cultivation is a process of life promotion. With the improvement of practice, monks will gradually strengthen their memory. Therefore, after the other party reminded him, Zhang Qingyuan quickly dug out the other party's face from the depths of his mind.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to remember me!"

The stall owner was a little happy.

"When I was in the South China Sea, I heard that Senior Brother Zhang used his spiritual energy to counteract his true energy, and then he used all kinds of supernatural powers to challenge him across levels."

"Returning to the inner sect now, the senior brother is still extremely sharp, his cultivation level has been improved step by step, surpassing the old disciples of the inner sect, and he has the strength to compete in the top ten in the competition. In comparison, it really makes people feel ashamed!"

Speaking of which, this stall owner can be regarded as an adoring fan of Zhang Qingyuan.

Who didn't have a daydream of being famous and powerful in the world when they were young?

It's just that with the passage of time, I realized the difficulties of life and realized that daydreams are daydreams after all. I can only fantasize occasionally on a certain day to satisfy my heart a little bit.

When you can't do it yourself, but others can do it, some people will have a kind of hope and worship in their hearts that transfer their expectations to the other party.

This stall owner is such a fan of Zhang Qingyuan.

"Where, it's just that you were young and arrogant back then, and now you are behind me, but the road of cultivation is endless and has not reached the end. Who knows who will have the highest achievement in the end?"

"It's not necessarily true that fellow Taoists will surpass me in the future."

Zhang Qingyuan said modestly.

But there is also a sense of happiness in my heart.

It is the first time that I find fans who recognize and adore me, and I am naturally in a good mood.

Faced with the encouragement of his idol worship, the stall owner also showed excitement on his face, and a sense of ambition in his heart was also spontaneously born under Zhang Qingyuan's encouragement.

The two talked for a while.

Speaking of South China Sea, Zhang Qingyuan suddenly thought of a person, and said:

"Speaking of which, when I was in Nanhai back then, I met an interesting person who was also in charge of logistics in the Zongmen branch. He was called Guanshi Zhou. It is said that he had stayed in the Zongmen's classic library for decades. Do you recognize that person?"

Although Steward Zhou and him had only met each other that day, Zhang Qingyuan's memory of him was extremely deep.

One may be that they are compatible with each other in nature, and the other is that the other party has been guarding the Zongmen Classic Book Collection Pavilion with an extremely huge amount of knowledge. The news of the suspected strange demon that was revealed at the end of beheading Nangong Batian was revealed to him by the other party.

Zhang Qingyuan has always respected people with knowledge.

"Guard Zhou? I know him, and he was a partner with that guy. Although that guy is withdrawn and doesn't communicate much with other people, he is the only one who has been in the Zongmen classics library for so many years."

The stall owner nodded and said, but there was a strange color on his face.

"However, that guy mysteriously disappeared more than half a year ago. It is said that he was still working yesterday, and he disappeared completely the next day."

"The Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall has searched, but found no trace, even the soul lamp inside the Zongmen has disappeared, as if the whole person disappeared without a trace, and I don't know where it went... "High-speed text hand typing I have a proficiency panel chapter list