Chapter 847: Visiting the Market
The high-end mechanical soldier looked at everyone on the flying boat, and turned around and flew back to the transport plane without waiting for the other party to reply, without any emotional fluctuations.
The old man wanted to ask more intelligence information, but the other party had no intention of communicating at all. After thinking about it, he asked the flying boat to stay away from the transport plane. The other party was obviously unwilling to communicate too much. The old man felt that the mechanical empire might not be so simple. After thinking about it, he took out a jade talisman and sent out the information he got...
The detection equipment on the transport plane detected the signal and converted it into a voice signal.
After listening to what the old man said, the magic cube threw the communication content into the trash can indifferently, and looked at the high-altitude map on the projection display. The green transport plane symbol represents the location of the transport plane. Now it is moving quickly to the sect where the party is held. The map range is not very large, and high-altitude drones rarely explore this area. Sometimes the transport plane can only be located based on the stars in the sky, the sun and the moon, which is very troublesome.
"It seems that we need to find time to throw a few satellites into the sky."
Muttering, the Cube squinted and fell asleep. The transport plane flew quickly in the clouds. When the huge transport plane passed through the clouds, it would bring obvious turbulence of clouds and fog...
Three days later.
The transport plane flew for three whole days before arriving at the large sect. The Cube, who had never participated in such gatherings and bragging activities, didn't know where to land. After landing, the sect monks directly turned the flying boat into the size of a palm and put it in their arms, but the transport plane couldn't do that. How could this big guy be rolled into a ball and stuffed into the trouser pocket? After thinking about it, he simply landed the transport plane vertically on the wasteland outside a market near the sect.
Sects and sects of immortal cultivation are generally built in deep mountains where mortals cannot reach. If there are people living there, there will naturally be buying and selling, and the market is naturally born. The difference is that what is sold is not cucumbers and white flour, but various immortal cultivation supplies.
The sect of immortal cultivation is very large. Mofang roughly scanned it and estimated that there are tens of thousands of people in this sect. It is really rare to see tens of thousands of people meditating together. I just don't know how many sect monks will be willing to stand up once the sect is finally in danger of foreign invasion. It is estimated that more will choose to find an opportunity to slip away and continue their cultivation.
The landing of the transport plane caused a commotion. The sect monks responsible for the security of the market approached carefully, and left quickly after seeing four masters with the momentum of the martial soul period walking out of the cabin.
Mofang arranged four high-end mechanical soldiers to protect the transport plane, and walked out of the cabin and strolled into the market.
Mofang has seen many ordinary people setting up stalls, but it is really rare to see monks setting up stalls. The monks setting up stalls are different from ordinary people selling things and shouting to gain popularity. The monks sit cross-legged, with the things to be traded in front of them, and write the price or the items to be exchanged on a piece of paper or a wooden board. Without saying a word, either buy or leave. Anyway, I am not a layman and will not ask you to buy.
Perhaps because of the upcoming competition, all the big and small sects or independent cultivators gathered here, and it was very lively.
The young cultivators happily wandered around the stalls, and occasionally some of the chosen ones would quarrel over something, but no one dared to draw their swords here. As the host sect, they would definitely strictly manage and punish the cultivators who violated the rules. No one dared to take out their magic weapons even if the quarrel was fierce.
When I was wandering around, I found something, that is, the currency used by the cultivators for trading was a stone full of spiritual energy, spiritual stone?
The Cube didn't know much about this thing, but he often saw monks using it to trade various things. Out of curiosity, he ran to knock out an old monk and then searched his soul without any harm. The result surprised and incomprehensible to the Cube...
Spirit stones are produced by heaven and earth, and the gestation time is very long. They are usually dug out from the spirit stone mine. Moreover, the spirit stone veins are extremely strong and must be dug out by monks using specific tools and spiritual power. The Cube was not surprised by this, but that the veins themselves should not be dug!
The formation of spirit stone veins requires a specific location, a specific environment and a specific magnetic field to be generated. The time is slow, ranging from thousands of years to tens of thousands of years. After the Cube computer analysis, it is believed that these spirit stone veins are the meridians of this planet. If the meridians are full of spiritual energy, they will continuously produce spiritual energy and emit spiritual energy. The Shenwu Continent will also have sufficient spiritual energy. If the meridians are exhausted, it will be like a monk without spiritual power in the meridians, and he will be a useless person.
And these monks are actually digging and destroying the meridians of the Shenwu Continent! This is simply an unimaginable stupid thing that only a stupid person can do!
No wonder old books always write about how abundant the spiritual energy was many years ago, and all kinds of great powers emerged in the world of immortal cultivation. Then the spiritual energy became thinner and thinner until now, no one has succeeded in ascending for tens of thousands of years. According to the magic cube, the spiritual energy of the Shenwu Continent is still drying up at an accelerated rate. As for the reason, it lies in these spiritual stones.
If the spiritual stone veins are there, spiritual energy will be continuously generated. If the meridians are gone, there will be no spiritual energy!
Mo Fang guessed that the great masters and many sects in the world of immortal cultivation knew about this, but the problem is, if you don't dig, others will! Even if others don't dig, you can't resist the temptation of spiritual energy. The trend of the world of immortal cultivation is to only care about your own prosperity and not care about others' floods. Becoming an immortal yourself is the main thing. As for the descendants, it's none of your business. When you die, the light will die. It's more important to seize all resources and opportunities to cultivate to the right fruit while you are alive.
So, the Shenwu Continent, which originally relied on the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate immortals, was finished. Now, even if you eat a broken spiritual stone vein, you can't become an immortal.
Heaven and earth give birth to you like parents, but many people eat the flesh and blood of their parents for their own interests, and they still become immortals.
The Cube shook his head. Let's make a fuss. Anyway, I have a variety of energy sources, but cultivators only have one way forward, which is spiritual energy. Humans don't care about me, a mechanical life. Why should I care? I'll make a fuss. In the end, the Shenwu Continent will be easier to manage without spiritual energy, so that the civilians won't have to fight over resources.
Wandering around the market, I walked to the door of a magnificent store.
"Duobao Pavilion, the name is quite interesting. Could it be a business group specializing in selling magic weapons? Let's go in and take a look." The Cube walked towards the exquisite attic.
As he entered the door, he felt a cool feeling and found a magic circle similar to an air conditioner on the wall. Several sexy female shop assistants were smiling and did not show any impatience because of Mofang's ordinary clothes. A shop assistant came forward to serve Mofang. There was a monk in the store who was specifically responsible for observing the cultivation level of people entering the store. When Mofang walked in, the monk immediately felt an indescribable power and quickly arranged for the shop assistants to take good care of him for fear of accidentally angering him.