Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

The core inner city of Wushuang City Sanctuary.

Henry Zhang paid 2 spiritual stones before coming in.

He inquired all the way and came to the Magic Garden, the largest spiritual material purchasing store in the Shuangcheng Sanctuary.

There was a long queue in front of the Demon Garden.

A lean and lean old foundation-builder was sitting on a recliner, identifying the various spiritual materials sold here.

"Incomplete middle-grade magic weapon, 30 spirit stones." The old foundation-building man lazily quoted a price.

"Senior Hei, please add more." The monk holding the incomplete broadsword in his hand said half-pleadingly.

"Sell it if you like it, take it away if you don't want to sell it." The old man who built the foundation said, taking a sip of tea.

"Sell, sell..."

A demon garden Qi refining monk nearby took out 30 spiritual stones and took away the incomplete broad knife.

"Senior Hei, I have a set of low-level yellow-level exercises here..." The next monk in line came up and said.

"Get out!" The old foundation-building man lay on the chair without even opening his eyes.

"Senior Black..." The monk wanted to say something else, but was dragged away by several Qi Refining monks from the Demon Garden.

"Do you think my Demon Garden collects rags? I just take everything here." The old man who built the foundation muttered.

The monks in the queue at the back took turns to give the old man the items they wanted to sell for identification.

Basically, there are no more than one hundred spiritual stones.

"What we are selling here today are all junk things..." the old man who built the foundation complained.

Now shelters throughout the Twin Cities are receiving less and less good stuff.

Today was destined to be another day when he would not receive any good things. The old man found it very boring.

Finally it was Henry Zhang’s turn.

"Hey, it's still a foundation-building broken settlement. What do you want to sell?" The old foundation-building man glanced at Henry Zhang and asked.

"I want to buy something." Henry Zhang said.

"Haha... Do you know that the things in my Demon Garden are very expensive?"

"It doesn't matter if it's more expensive, as long as it has what I want."

"That's such a big statement. Why don't you tell me what you want to buy?"

"Middle-grade spiritual weapon weapon pattern map."

"Go away -" the old man who built the foundation said directly.

"Why?" Henry Zhang asked.

"That thing can't be bought with spirit stones, so don't cause trouble here." The old foundation-building man said impatiently.

"Then what can I get in exchange? Do you have what I want here?"

"You can't afford to exchange it for anything."

"As long as you say it, I can take it out."

"Hey, I want the golden elixir, do you have it?"

"Yes, I have……"

Henry Zhang directly took out a bottle of Qi-restoring golden elixir.

The old foundation-building man who was lying on the recliner twitched his nose and suddenly stood up.

"You...what is that in your hand?" The old man who built the foundation looked at Henry Zhang with disbelief.

"Golden elixir of rejuvenation."

"How is it possible? How can you have the Golden Pill of Rejuvenation in your hand? You...you are so nervous. Who are you?" At this time, the old foundation-building monk seriously looked at the foundation-building monk in front of him.

"This is indeed a golden elixir for restoring vitality. If you don't know the product, you can let others take a look."

"Bah! I don't know the goods? No matter how precious the thing is, I can recognize it with my eyes. Who are you? Where did you get the golden elixir of rejuvenation?"

"It is true that I am not a monk from Wushuang City Sanctuary. I was teleported from other sanctuaries."

At this time, the old man who built the foundation came to his senses.

In the past, Wushuang City Sanctuary also had monks transferred from other sanctuaries.

However, the monks there were also very poor and wanted to seek help from the Wushuang City Sanctuary.

And the monk from the Sanctuary in front of him, who came from the outside world, actually took out the golden elixir as soon as he took action.

"Are you a monk from Danguang City?"

The monks who can take out a whole bottle of golden elixir in one move are most likely from Danguang City.

Even in the Heavenly Demon Sect, there are no more than three monks who can refine the golden elixir.

The elixirs produced by these golden elixir alchemists directly supply the core disciples of Tianmo Sect. They live in Tianmo City and cannot be in the closed area.

"No."

"Then where did your golden elixirs come from?"

"Just tell me if you have a map of the weapon patterns for mid-grade spiritual weapons."

"As for the mid-grade spiritual weapon weapon pattern map, I don't have it here..."

"That's not a waste of my time."

Henry Zhang put away the golden elixir of rejuvenation, turned around and left.

The foundation-building old man said hurriedly: "Wait a moment, fellow Taoist. Although I don't have the weapon pattern map of the mid-grade spiritual weapon, I know someone who does."

"Who?"

"Ancestor of the Blood Sea."

"The only golden elixir in Wushuang City?"

"Exactly."

"Where is the ancestor of Xuehai?"

"The Blood Sea Ancestor is not something you can just see."

"As long as you recommend me, this bottle of Qi-Reviving Golden Pill will be yours."

"really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Okay, I will take you to see the Blood Sea Ancestor."

The old man who built the foundation didn't care about the monks who were queuing up, he just closed the magic garden and took Zhang Xuanyuan away.

At this time, these monks also exploded.

Everyone knows that there is a foundation-building monk teleported from other shelters, and he actually has a golden elixir.

Even ordinary first-level elixirs are scarce in the Wushuang City Sanctuary, let alone golden elixirs.

Some monks were extremely envious.

Some monks even looked greedy, thinking in their minds about how to keep this foundation-building cultivator.

After all, it is not uncommon for people to kill people and seize treasures in the Wushuang City Sanctuary.

However, this foreign foundation-building monk was taken by Hei Lao to see the Blood Sea Ancestor.

With Mr. Hei around, it would be difficult for other monks to attack him.

"Fellow Taoist, haven't you ever thought about killing people and seizing treasures?" Zhang Xuan, who was flying with a sword, asked.

"I thought about it, but I won't do it."

"why?"

"There are two reasons. First, I can't beat you. Not only me, but I am afraid that the only one who can keep you in the entire Wushuang City is the Blood Sea Ancestor; second, I am a businessman, and my emphasis is on making money through harmony. Since you can come up with a Give away the golden elixir of rejuvenation in a bottle, and the shelter behind you must have rich heritage. We can come and go frequently in the future, and I can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal."

"Fellow Taoist is really smart."

"Hehe... My name is Hei Mian. Everyone calls me Hei Lao. Do you know the taboo of my friend's name?"

"Learn from Henry Zhang."

Soon, Hei Mian took Henry Zhang to a tall palace.

"Hei Lao." The monk stationed in the temple respectfully clasped his fists at Hei Mian, obviously knowing him.

"I want to see the Blood Sea Ancestor. I have something important to do."

"Hei Lao, wait a minute, I'll report it."

The guarding monks came out shortly after entering.

"Ancestor invites you."

Black Face took Henry in.

Come to the highest point of the palace.

Henry Zhang saw a white-haired old man sitting on a wicker chair. He was a middle-stage Jindan monk.

"I've met the Black Sea Ancestor." Hei Mian said respectfully.

"Black Face, what's the emergency?"

"This fellow Daoist Zhang Xuan was teleported from other shelters to find the Blood Sea Ancestor..."

Before Hei Mian finished speaking, the Black Sea Ancestor said: "You can just give him a few hundred spirit stones and send them away. My Wushuang City is not having a good time right now, and we really don't have the energy to save other shelters."

In the past year, several monks from other shelters have come to Wushuang City for help.

The ancestors of the Black Sea were also helpless and sent them away.