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Tickets for the auction must be obtained. The Qingzhu Gang is one direction, and the rest is Wanbao Pavilion. Hearing Xiao Ling'er's high praise for Wanbao Pavilion, she felt a little bit of hope in her heart, so she decided to go and have a look.
Xiao Ling'er was very happy. For her, it was a rare thing to enter Wanbao Pavilion to see the world. With her own identity, it was naturally impossible to enter. It's just different if you follow Cheng Ling. Wanbao Pavilion will not be so unkind, and the personal maid can still go in with the master.
Wanbao Pavilion is located not in Xicheng, but in Beicheng. Xiao Ling'er took Cheng Ling and walked all the way towards Beicheng.
The buildings in the North City direction are different from those in the West City. The West City side is dominated by shops, with densely packed buildings and a strong commercial atmosphere. On the North City side, there are more courtyards. Each building occupies a huge area. The streets are wider. There are more restaurants and tea shops on both sides, and there are very few shops.
Xiao Ling'er explained: "Most of the families and sects living in Beicheng prefer a quiet and spiritual environment. Therefore, there are very few shops in Beicheng, and most of the strongholds of major forces are here."
Cheng Ling nodded secretly, the urban construction of Jade Capital City is really quite elegant, both refined and popular. There are not only bustling commercial areas, but also high-end clubs. Looking at the buildings in Beicheng, it is obvious that they can only be owned by people with status.
There are many fewer pedestrians on the long street, which is wider than the streets in the east and west cities. The ground in the middle is paved with high-quality white jade bricks, which are nine feet long. The cobblestones on the side roads on both sides are neatly arranged, and there is an ancient tree at a certain distance.
Behind the ancient trees is a row of tall city walls. It was the turn of Shen and You. The sunset slowly set with a ray of afterglow, and bright classical palace lanterns on the city walls lit up. Cheng Ling was secretly surprised. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that each palace lantern was equipped with a lighting formation, and it lit up at night.
The light shines on the white jade floor tiles, making the street clearer and brighter. It was the first time for Cheng Ling to see such an ancient city. It was quite novel and he looked around curiously.
After a while, the sky became darker. Xiao Ling'er pointed to a building in front and said: "Brother Cheng, ahead is Wanbao Pavilion. It is even more beautiful when viewed at night!"
Cheng Ling looked in the direction of her finger and saw a tower-like building, emitting golden light. Viewed from below, it is divided into five floors and is approximately ten feet high. Each layer has nine corners, and the edges of the corners are carved with flying dragons.
The sides of the tower are all decorated with glazed tiles. Under the night, the stars shine brightly. The glazed walls seem to be able to absorb the light of the stars and moon in the sky and reflect it, shining with brilliant golden light.
There is a square in front of the tower. Monks in groups of three or three stood in front of the tower. Facing the dazzling golden light, they all gave out praises. Some even bowed to the tower as if they were worshiping.
Cheng Ling stepped forward and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, discovering that this square happened to be arranged in the direction of the Nine Palaces. And the entire Wanbao Pavilion occupies the position of the middle palace. Looking up at the stars in the sky, they are vaguely consistent with the layout on the ground, very much like the layout of the formation.
Mysterious lines flashed in his eyes, and the scene ahead became clear. The layout of the attic was a sealing formation.
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It must have been set up to guard against young people. Walking around the Nine Palaces to the front of the attic, two doors opened, and a carved horizontal plaque hung on the door with the three characters "Wanbao Pavilion" written on it.
Climbing up the stairs, two maids in front of the attic came up to me and asked, "Welcome to Wanbao Pavilion, may I have my identity token?"
"No!"
"I'm sorry! According to the rules of this pavilion, if you don't have a token, you need to make sure you have 50 million spiritual stones before you can enter."
Cheng Ling took out a storage ring, pointed at Xiao Ling'er, and said, "There are fifty million spiritual stones in it, and she is my maid!"
One of the maids took the ring, glanced at it with her consciousness, handed it back, and said, "Your Excellency, please come in. I hope you can choose the treasure you want in the Wanbao Pavilion."
Cheng Ling nodded briefly and walked in with Xiao Ling'er.
The attic was as bright as day, with a row of transparent glass counters extending inward, containing all kinds of treasures. Behind each counter, there is a maid wearing a lake green dress, with a beautiful face and unusual delicacy.
Cheng Ling secretly sighed, this is considered a high-end club in the monastic world, the style is really good. Looking along the counter one by one, he saw weapons and armor. He was not interested in these, so he asked the maid behind the counter: "Can you introduce to me the layout of Wanbao Pavilion?"
The maid bowed and said: "We have five floors in Wanbao Pavilion. The first floor sells weapons and armor; the second floor sells ore materials; the third floor sells elixirs and talismans; the fourth floor sells secret techniques; as for the fifth floor , are rare treasures of heaven and earth, and you can go to the corresponding floor according to your needs."
Cheng Ling nodded and walked upstairs. He has no shortage of weapons and armor. With the resources of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm and the Canghai Dragon Palace, it is more than enough to supply the disciples of the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
Skip the second floor and go to the third floor. What are sold here are elixirs and talismans. In order to develop the sect's talismans, you have to pay attention to whether there are corresponding talismans. Even if you can't refine them, you can still use them for reference.
As for the elixirs, after the integration period, if there are no matching elixirs to assist in practice, you can buy some. But after looking at a few counters, he knew that his calculations were wrong. Wanbao Pavilion's collection is indeed worthy of its name, and the elixirs inside are very expensive.
On the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion, there is only one type of elixir used by monks in the integration stage to improve their cultivation. It is called Chaoyang Dan, but the price is three million each. It's scary to think about it. If you want to take such elixirs to reach the peak of integration, you don't know how many pills you need, and the amount of spiritual stones you spend is absolutely astronomical.
The inheritance of alchemy has gradually withered over thousands of years, and the highest-level alchemy master in Canglan Continent is only of the eighth grade. Not only that, the types of elixirs are becoming increasingly scarce. Every powerful family and sect treasures it for themselves and rarely spreads it outside. Therefore, the price of elixirs in Canglan Continent remains high, and the status of alchemists is even more respected.
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head. How could a three million pill last? It seemed that he had to find a way to get the corresponding pill. I casually asked the maid behind the counter: "What grade of elixir is Chaoyang Pill?"
"Seventh grade!"
"Are there any elixirs for sale?"
"I'm sorry, sir, we don't sell prescriptions here."
Cheng Ling secretly thought that this was indeed the case, and prepared to take a look at the talisman area. At this time, go behind the counter
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An old man came over and heard the conversation between him and the maid. He was curious and asked: "Young man, are you an alchemist?"
Cheng Ling turned around and saw that he was wearing a gray and white robe, with white beard and hair, and a red face. He looked like a fairy. There is also a gourd tattooed on the chest of the robe, and three shining stars are embroidered with gold thread below the gourd.
Seeing that he was an old man, he said respectfully: "I understand a little, but my grade is not high!"
"Oh, what level of alchemy master are you?"
"Sixth grade!"
Originally, his alchemy cultivation had reached the peak of the sixth level. In the Canghai Dragon Palace's warehouse, I got another book of alchemy tips. After studying it, I finally broke through the sixth level and advanced to the seventh level grandmaster. But so far, I have never refined a seventh-grade elixir, so I can only say that I am a sixth-grade elixir.
The old man was shocked. Judging from Cheng Ling's appearance, he must be young, but he could reach the realm of a sixth-grade master. Such talent is really rare in today's world where alchemy masters are withering away. He stepped forward excitedly and grabbed Cheng Ling's arm.
Cheng Ling was shocked when she saw that there was no trace of murderous intent in his eyes. After a moment of delay, the old man grabbed his arm.
The old man grabbed his arm and touched it, his face became shocked, and said: "Young man, with your bone age of less than a century, it is really commendable that you can reach the realm of a sixth-grade grandmaster. I wonder which family you are a descendant of?"
Cheng Ling suddenly realized that he wanted to know his age. He secretly cursed in his heart, "Old man, if you want to know my age, why don't you just ask me? Is it necessary to make a sudden move? I thought it was some wrong idea."
He replied: "I don't dare. I am from a humble background and am just a casual cultivator!"
"Rogue cultivator? Impossible. How can a rogue cultivator reach such a high level at such a young age? What's more, your cultivation is already in the middle stage of integration. Without the resources of the family and sect to help, it is absolutely impossible. Don't deceive me. .”
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, what am I trying to hide from you? It won't do any good."
The old man pondered for a while, but still didn't believe it, so he said: "How about you refine a sixth-grade elixir on the spot?"
Cheng Ling couldn't laugh or cry, what kind of person is this? Why did he have to prove that he was a sixth-grade alchemist for no reason? Could it be that he was too bored in his senior year and had no younger boys to play with him, so he went out to have fun.
Shaking his head, he ignored him and walked straight towards the Fulu District. Xiao Ling'er was also confused. She had never seen such a strange thing before. Just as Brother Cheng said, why should he prove that what he said was true. Seeing that Cheng Ling stopped paying attention, she naturally followed him.
The old man was very anxious and was about to press him again, but when he saw Cheng Ling's appearance, he calmed down instantly and thought to himself: Judging from the appearance of this boy, he doesn't look like a liar. He must be a liar when he comes to the Treasure Pavilion. If you like something, you can help him in exchange for letting him refine a batch of sixth-grade elixir with his own hands.
Thinking of this, I calmed down and followed him not far or near.
Cheng Ling naturally knew that the old man was following him, but there were many monks in the Treasure Pavilion, and all of them were discussing the treasures they wanted in front of the counter. He couldn't raise any doubts because he doubted the old man's motives. He could only pretend that he didn't see it and continued to look at the talismans collected on the counter.
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