Ball Ball Cultivation

Looking at the various materials above, they were all immortal materials. Finally, when he saw the ten array eyes, his pupils shrank. They were actually the blood of ten kinds of divine beasts. Qiuqiu quickly closed the broken book.

Qing Heng quickly explained, "I've calculated that the formation uses ordinary divine beast blood. After the formation is activated, each formation eye only needs three drops of divine beast blood. Their cultivation will drop a level, but their lives will not be harmed.

Even searching the entire cultivation world for refining materials can only provide 70% at most. The remaining 30% is impossible to find in the cultivation world. Even in the immortal world, it is estimated that resources are scarce. But now we see hope. If immortal-level materials appear as rewards in this trial field, we can hope to obtain these things and rebuild the ascension channel with the combined strength of ten people."

Feng Yan said excitedly: "The trial period is one hundred years. There is one main star, nine secondary stars, and each secondary star is accompanied by ten satellites, a total of one hundred planets. On each planet, there may be mineral deposits or immortal materials from the immortal world.

If you can finally reach the main star, you can exchange it for various immortal tools and elixirs. The trial lasts for a hundred years, and some can reach the Crossing Tribulation stage from the Spiritualization stage in a hundred years. I heard there is also a Space-Time Law House on the main star. As long as you spend points, you can practice in it. One day outside is one year inside, and a hundred years of seclusion is only a few months, but the prerequisite is that you must have points. "

Qing Wu: "Can we bring some things from this world and exchange them for points in the trial field?"

Feng Yan's eyes lit up. "That should work. We've all overlooked this convenient way to accumulate points. I finally understand why those people's points are so incredibly high, almost tens of thousands of times higher than mine and Yudi's. So that's how they got them!"

Qing Heng gained more confidence in this operation: "You two, please help me think of something that can earn high points, especially something that is more common here."

Feng Yan: "This actually exists. We've discussed carving a copy for you on a jade slip."

Qing Heng: "Thank you very much."

After the family left the space, Qing Wu instructed Yao Yuan, who was following them, "We will leave the secular world in three days and return to the cultivation world. This storage talisman contains a carriage. You can reach your destination in an hour at most. You only need to think about it and it can be stored in this low-level storage talisman. It's best to avoid people."

After sending Yao Yuan away, he headed to the Golden Dragon Society under the leadership of the thin guard.

The Golden Dragon Fair will be held for three days, and today is the first day. There are many people coming and going outside, including many foreigners. There is an exhibition stand outside, and each stand is filled with various famous paintings and calligraphy, precious antiques, and there are numbers and simple introductions next to them. Qiuqiu is not interested in these paintings and calligraphy, but he will bid once or twice when he encounters exquisite ornaments. The only payment here is gold, but the finale auction on the last day will involve barter.

Qing Xu, however, bought two soccer ball-sized meteorites, claiming they were excellent refining materials. Qiuqiu also found a malnourished Tianshui orchid at a rare flower and plant shed. It looked like a high-level spiritual plant. It's one of the main ingredients in a soul-clearing pill that works on the spirit. This participation in the Golden Dragon Conference was well worth it.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is just two days away. Now the streets are full of people selling lanterns at night, emitting warm orange-red lights in the darkness, which makes people feel warm inside.

"Rabbit lanterns, twenty cents each, with a red candle."

"Lotus lantern, ten cents, the lowest price in the market."

"Thin-skinned wontons with lots of meat, ten cents a bowl. Welcome, sir."

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Amidst the bustling hawking, a family of four finished their wontons and were about to leave Lantern Street when they heard a sudden voice: "This is an heirloom from my ancestors. It won't melt in fire, and it won't change even after years of soaking in water. No matter how hard you pull it, it won't come apart. It's so light you can hardly feel it. If my father wasn't sick, I wouldn't be selling it. One hundred taels, less!"

"I just want to have some fun. Ten taels of silver is up to you, do you want it?" a frivolous voice said.

The vendor's eyes turned red. Ten taels of silver was too little, not enough to pay for his father's medical treatment. He gritted his teeth and didn't call out to the only customer of the night.

Instead, Qingwu squeezed into the crowd, threw ten taels of gold into the man's arms, took the white translucent object, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The man was smart enough to take the gold, shouting, "My heirloom..."

While squeezing out of the crowd, rushing home.

The second day was the day for bulk transactions, but no precious or rare items appeared. It was not until the third day that the auction began at noon and lasted until the evening.

The entire auction was similar to that in the world of cultivation, except that some items were extremely rare in the secular world. Only at night did a few reasonable items appear, such as a martial arts secret book containing internal power techniques and matching footwork, with a starting price of 100,000 taels of gold.

Qiuqiu used his spiritual sense to read through the above content and found that the above skills were indeed no worse than those collected in his storage ring. They mainly focused on flexibility and adaptability. If practiced to the end, one could reach the innate level. If there was any opportunity, one could also enter the Tao through martial arts.

Qiuqiu took out a pen and wrote down the exploration techniques on the animal skin, just in case he needed them when he returned to his hometown in the future, it would be better to be prepared.

The ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum was exchanged for a low-end Peiyuan Pill. As a master of alchemy, Qiuqiu used his spiritual sense to investigate and found out that it was a low-end version of the ordinary Peiyuan Pill, with only one third of the efficacy. It can still be used safely by ordinary people.

Qiuqiu was quite looking forward to the final free trading time. He saw all sorts of things, many of which were gloomy. It was obvious that they were burial objects, such as a queen's hairpin, a founding emperor's ring, a famous general's saber, and so on.

None of them was interested. In an inconspicuous place, Qiuqiu's spiritual sense detected a middle-aged fat man playing with a palm-sized golden micro-sculpture. It was a galloping horse, but on the horse's head grew a pair of horns that looked a bit like Ganoderma lucidum. The whole sculpture was realistic and lifelike.

Qiuqiu directly sent a message to the fat man: "Would you like to sell this horse figurine?"

When the fat man heard the voice coming from his mind, he shuddered and almost fell off his horse. He was a businessman and knew that those who could transmit secret messages were masters. The golden ornament was not his, he just bought it on someone else's behalf.

He didn't bother bargaining with the stall owner anymore and just gave the original price. He wrapped the horse and put it in a box. He found a place with few people around and asked respectfully in a low voice, "Senior, I've already bought the ornaments. I'll send them to you right away."

Qiuqiu directly told him the private room number. Seeing Qiuqiu pack up her things and disappear from his sight, the fat man knew that this world-renowned wealth had finally come to him, and he didn't even look at the gold that Qiuqiu gave him.