Eternal Existence

After entering Baiyun City, Chen Feng immediately became dazzled. Speaking of which, Black Source City with a population of millions is not small, but now that he has entered Baiyun City, Chen Feng understands what a city is.

First of all, there are cultivators coming and going on the streets. In Black Source City, cultivators only account for a small part. Some cultivators in the Gangqi Realm are considered masters when they walk by, but now that he has entered Baiyun City, Chen Feng finds that almost all the people walking on the streets are cultivators. Chen Feng glances and finds that there are dozens of cultivators at the secret realm level within a radius of 100 meters. Here, cultivators below the secret realm are equivalent to ordinary people who have not practiced in Black Source City.

Moreover, the density of people here is several times that of Black Source City.

Rows of tall buildings, shops displaying various things, and various stalls on the street, but most of the things sold are things in the cultivation world, such as exotic flowers and plants, various elixirs, magic weapons and flying swords, rare antiques, furs of monsters, and even subdued monsters that are constantly roaring.

"Tsk tsk, although there are many cultivators here, the spiritual energy in the city is more abundant than outside." Chen Feng couldn't help but say.

"This is natural. When this city was built, it was originally chosen to be in a place with good terrain and abundant spiritual energy. In addition, Baiyun City has set up countless formations. It is blessed by some great masters with magic power, and can continuously absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth from afar. The speed of cultivation here is several times faster than outside." Ye Ziming said.

"Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, ten-thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum."

"I have ten-thousand-year-old Jadeite here."

"Daoyou Daoyou, I have newly unearthed magic tools here, these are all ancient things."

Seeing a cultivator passing by, the vendors on the road shouted.

"Ancient magic tools, don't brag, unless it is a fairy tool, otherwise even the best magic tools will turn into ashes." Someone curled his lips.

"Forget it if you don't believe it, this is just taken out from the Demon Soul Valley." The vendor shouted.

As soon as the word "Demon Soul Valley" was heard, the whole street fell silent, and then everyone looked at the broken bowl in the peddler's hand, and then the divine sense kept scanning the broken bowl.

"Humph, it's obviously a piece of garbage."

"I don't know which beggar it was snatched from."

Then everyone shook their heads, and a few people started cursing, and the street returned to peace again.

"Hey, don't go, what I said is true." The peddler shouted hurriedly, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.

Chen Feng also curiously used his divine sense to check the broken bowl in the peddler's hand. There was no power fluctuation, and it seemed to be made of clay. There were more than a dozen cracks on the rim of the bowl, which was not as high-grade as the porcelain bowl used by beggars on the street.

"Three of you, this is your first time in Baiyun City, right? You look so outstanding, so energetic, so handsome, and so suave. I can tell at a glance that you are people with vision. Come, take a look at my magic weapon. It was made from the famous Demon Soul Valley. It must be the magic weapon used by the ancient demon gods." The peddler shouted as he saw Chen Feng and the other two passing by.

Chen Feng and the other two immediately felt a little amused. This peddler had a pointed face, was short, and had eyes that rolled around. He looked like a very shrewd person. However, there was one thing that made Chen Feng look at him with a new look, that is, this person's cultivation was actually higher than his own. Finally, Chen Feng could not tell what level he was at.

"Hahaha, you are clearly lying with your eyes open. Do we look like suave people?" Ruta couldn't help but say.

Indeed, although Chen Feng and the other two were not ugly, they were now in tattered clothes, which was not much better than beggars. They were not very energetic and suave.

"You three may look unruly on the surface, but I can see the hidden temperament that others cannot see through your appearance. You three are definitely not ordinary people, and your vision must be very unique. You are definitely people who know what is good. Although this thing in my hand looks like a broken bowl, anyone with a vision can definitely see that it is extraordinary. Others don't know what is good, and they don't think about it. How can the things from the Demon Soul Valley be ordinary things?" The vendor said with a three-inch tongue.

"Haha, boss, you are wrong. The three of us are ordinary people, and naturally we don't have any vision. You should keep this ancient magic weapon for yourself. Maybe one day you can figure out the mystery and become a peerless master. If you sell it to others, it will be a waste. Let's go." Ye Ziming smiled and called Chen Feng and the other two to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be in a hurry to leave. I see that you three have a connection with me today, but you just don't like this broken bowl, um, no, it's a magic weapon, but you just don't like this magic weapon. Don't I have other things here? You can pick and choose, and you will definitely find good things. The things here are all from some dangerous places, risking your life." The vendor said.

"Forget it, forget it, we have something to do, and we will come back when we have time." Ye Ziming turned around and was about to leave, but saw Chen Feng standing there motionless.

"Brother Chen, let's go, don't you want to buy some information about the major sects? I know there is a chamber of commerce in front, which has everything." Ye Ziming smiled.

"Haha, anyway, we are here to play, so there is no need to be so anxious. I think this boss sounds very kind, and the things he sells are also very unique. I would like to stay for a while." Chen Feng said, reaching out and picking up a ginseng as thick as an arm to play with.

"Hehe, this brother has good vision. My ginseng is a thousand years old and is a famous golden ginseng." The vendor was immediately excited when he saw Chen Feng's interest.

"What golden ginseng? You are too ridiculous. There is no trace of golden ginseng here, not even a trace of gold." Ye Ziming felt that this vendor was really a top-notch vendor. He was just talking nonsense and telling lies without thinking.

Although Ye Ziming and Ruta were a little impatient, they didn't say much when they saw Chen Feng's interest. They just frowned and waited.

In fact, with Chen Feng's eyes, he couldn't tell the quality of these things at all. Just when he wanted to turn around and leave, the voice of "Tower" sounded in his mind.

"Don't leave in a hurry. There are good things here."

"What, there are good things here, what are they?" Chen Feng was shocked and began to communicate with "Tower" secretly with his spiritual sense.

"Don't be anxious, don't show a surprised expression, talk to that person first, and ask him where he got the broken bowl from." "Tower" secretly gave Chen Feng advice.

So Chen Feng stopped and pretended to be interested.

"Tower, is this golden ginseng?" Chen Feng asked while holding a ginseng as thick as his arm. This was the first time Chen Feng had seen such a big ginseng. He estimated that it must be hundreds of years old.

"What golden ginseng? This is a wild ginseng that is only 20 years old. It was ripened by a secret method." "Tower" said disdainfully.

Chen Feng was stunned, then put the ginseng down and picked up another Polygonum multiflorum.

"Oh, little brother, you have a good eye. This Polygonum multiflorum has a medicinal power of 10,000 years at most. Look at its size. After buying it, you can refine it into a human-level pill, or even a ground-level pill." The vendor shouted again.

"This is carved from red sandalwood." Before Chen Feng asked, "Tower" said lightly.

After hearing this, Chen Feng rolled his eyes.

"This small tripod is made of ordinary clay, mixed with a little broken iron."

"This is a broken flag that has no use."

"This is a broken clay pot, made of yellow mud, used to hold water."

Every time Chen Feng picked up an item, 'Ta' immediately told the truth about the item. In the end, Chen Feng had the urge to beat up the vendor in front of him. This fraud was too outrageous.

"Brother Chen, these are all broken garbage, let's go quickly." Ruta finally couldn't help it.

"No hurry, no hurry, I'll take a look." Chen Feng smiled.

"How about it, brother, which one do you like?" The vendor looked at Chen Feng picking and choosing, and touched all the things on his stall, and then couldn't help asking.

"Haha, boss, you are really a talent?" Chen Feng smiled.

"What do you mean by that?" The vendor asked in confusion.

"This is a wild ginseng, only 20 years old, and it was ripened by secret methods. This Polygonum multiflorum is carved from red sandalwood and has some medicinal smell on it. This small tripod is made of ordinary clay. This ancient sword is just a piece of scrap iron. This earthenware jar can only hold water. This banner is made of ordinary animal skin." Chen Feng pointed at the things on the vendor's stall and said slowly.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, the vendor was dumbfounded. Even Ye Ziming and Ruta on the side were a little surprised. They didn't expect Chen Feng to recognize these things so clearly in such a short time.

"This guy has such a good eye." The two looked at each other and thought at the same time.

"I say, little brother, since you have such knowledge, why do you still come to tease me? I'm just making a living. You're going to destroy my rice bowl by doing this." The vendor's face suddenly darkened.

"Haha, you were the one who stopped us from leaving just now. Besides, if you want to fake it, you should make it look good. Isn't this too outrageous?" Chen Feng couldn't help but say.

"If you don't want to buy it, then don't buy it, but you don't have to say it." The vendor became a little embarrassed.

"It's not that I don't want to buy it. I'm asking you, where did you get this broken bowl?" Chen Feng picked up the broken bowl and asked.

The vendor's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Is this really a treasure?"

"Yes, it is indeed a magic weapon, but the various restrictions on it have disappeared, and it has become a piece of rags. What I'm interested in is that this broken bowl is stained with some strange aura. I'm curious about some things, so I want to know clearly." Chen Feng said.

"This." The vendor showed some embarrassment on his face.

"Oh, what, you don't want to say it, do you want to force me to kill someone." Chen Feng's face suddenly changed, and a murderous aura suddenly rushed out of his body. His eyes stared at the vendor tightly, as if he was going to take action if he didn't agree with him.