Along the way, palaces, terraces and pavilions are filled with all kinds of brilliance.
But Chen Qingxiang relied on his Yuanhun consciousness at the Dao Yuanhun level to roughly perceive it, and didn't stop much along the way.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that Chen Qingxiang passed by a simple and vast palace that he stopped.
Yuanhun's mind was unable to detect any situation at all.
Looking at the plaque with the three characters "Wentian Tower" imprinted on it.
Chen Qingxiang meditated for a few seconds, holding the Jiji war horse and stopping a passing Jiji countryman.
There was a hint of Yuan Realm aura, and he gently raised his hands to this fierce realm countryman and asked:
"This brave Chinese man, would you like to ask where the Wentian Tower is?"
Seeing Chen Qingxiang, who was seven feet tall, showed the aura of the Yuan Realm, and was holding the fierce realm war horse, blocking him, the fierce realm native was shocked at first.
Then when I heard Chen Qingxiang's inquiry, I felt slightly relieved. I immediately bowed to Chen Qingxiang honestly and said with a hint of restraint:
"I have seen scholar-bureaucrats, but I have never entered Wentian Tower, because only Yuan realm and above can enter."
"I just heard that this is a huge force that sells information and is spread throughout the eight hundred kingdoms of the Great Shang."
Yuanhun's mind did not sense that this countryman from the country was lying. Chen Qingxiang nodded, put a yuan stone in the hand of the countryman from the country, cupped his hand and said:
"Thank you for the advice. This primeval stone is just a reward for wasting your time. I'll see you later!"
Seeing Chen Qingxiang cupping his hands, the man from the country in the dangerous state also hurriedly bowed his hands.
"See you later!"
…
Leading the fierce situation war horse, he came to the gate of Wentian Tower.
It can be seen that inside the Wentian Tower, there is a layer of misty light, covering up the entire scene inside the Wentian Tower.
Put the dangerous war horse that has recognized its owner into a beast bag that you purchased, and then when you are ready, stride into the gate.
Only feeling a slight obstacle, Chen Qingxiang stepped into it smoothly.
From the outside, this Wentian Building is only about ten feet in diameter and is not impressive at all.
Just by stepping into it, a vast space covering several miles in radius appeared.
There are mountains, waterfalls, grasslands, and jungles.
There are all kinds of life that thrive.
Although the sparrow is small, it has all the five internal organs, just like a small world.
Chen Qingxiang could see that in this small world, there was a stone pavilion at the waterfall in the center.
And sitting in the stone pavilion was an old man wearing a black robe with white hair and a childlike face.
Chen Qingxiang could clearly sense the Tianyuan Realm aura emanating from the old man.
But Chen Qingxiang did not go.
Instead, he turned to the right, and after only walking about ten steps, he bowed his hands to a small mound of soil several feet high, and said with an honorific for a scholar in an unfamiliar world:
"I've met the master, and I dare to ask what's the deal with Wentian Tower?"
And following Chen Qingxiang's actions.
The whole small world suddenly changed.
Mountains, waterfalls, grasslands, jungles, and all kinds of thriving life disappeared in an instant.
An empty house appeared.
The old man who was originally in the stone pavilion was sitting three feet in front of Chen Qingxiang.
The old man's face was a bit ugly. His great secret method had not been hidden from anyone in the human realm, but he still answered directly:
"Wentian Tower only sells three kinds of treasures."
"Ask about the mysterious slips, ask about the pearls, and ask about the heavenly mirror."
"If you are not up to your level of cultivation, you are only qualified to purchase the first type of [Ask the Mysterious Slips]."
After hearing the words of this Tianyuan Realm old man, Chen Qingxiang paused for a moment before slowly asking:
"Master, what is Xuan Jian and what is its function?"
Upon hearing Chen Qingxiang's inquiry, the Tianyuan realm old man shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"I ask about the rules of Tianlou. It depends on fate."
“Only after you buy it will you know what the use of it is.”
“As for whether to buy it or not, it’s up to you!”
Hearing this, Chen Qingxiang was filled with complaints. Did he think he was being taken advantage of?
If it weren't for Wentian Tower, which looked mysterious and unpredictable, Chen Qingxiang felt that he might have turned around and left at this time.
But now, not only did he not move to prepare to leave, but he had the urge to ask for a price and buy.
After a pause, Chen Qingxiang asked with a hint of helplessness:
"Master, may I ask how much this [Questioning Xuan Jian] costs?"
After hearing Chen Qingxiang's inquiry, the old man showed a smile and gently spit out a number.
"Thirty thousand yuan stone, no counter-offer!"
Hearing this exaggerated quotation, Chen Qingxiang was silent. The vitality contained in a Yuan Stone was enough for a person in the Human Yuan Realm with a middle-grade Yuan Dan foundation to do all kinds of training for a day.
This means that 30,000 Yuan Stones are enough for the human Yuan realm with the foundation of the middle-grade Yuan Dan and more than eighty years of cultivation.
With Qinghe Dayi's medium-sized Yuanmai, only about a thousand Yuanshi can be produced in one year.
Thirty thousand yuan stone is equivalent to Qinghe's output in thirty years.
If you include the consumption of various yuan stones every year, you can have a balance of about 500 at most after one year.
It is equivalent to the accumulation of one Jiazi in Qinghe Dayi.
After a few breaths, Chen Qingxiang asked the old man sincerely:
"Master, is this too much?"
"Can you please lower it a bit or give me some tips?"
Facing Chen Qingxiang's inquiry, the Tianyuan realm old man just said calmly with a smile on his face:
"My friend, I can't say much, I can only say that you will definitely not suffer any loss if you buy it. It is worth the money."
Reason told Chen Qingxiang that he should leave.
However, when he sensed the shell of the divine turtle in his arms that was connected to his mind, there was a slight throbbing, which made Chen Qingxiang know that this [Asking Xuan Jian] was probably an opportunity for him.
After struggling for a while, he found that the old man was unable to get enough oil and salt, and had no choice. Then Chen Qingxiang spent most of the Yuan stones he carried on himself to buy a Wen Xuan slip.
Holding the Wenxuan slip that looked like an ordinary bamboo slip, Chen Qingxiang walked out of Wentian Building with a hint of confusion.
The 50,000 Yuan stones I brought with me have cost more than 10,000 Yuan in the past few days, and today I just spent another 30,000 Yuan.
There were only more than a thousand coins left. At this time, Chen Qingxiang, who originally felt wealthy, felt the taste of poverty.
If he hadn't sensed the movement in the Shen'ao Shell, as he purchased the Xuanxuan Slip, the movement disappeared again, and Chen Qingxiang would have had the urge to return the product.
However, after spending half a quarter of an hour, using the Purple Dao Yuan Power, he slightly refined this genuine low-grade Yuanjing magic weapon-level Wenxuan Slip.
After understanding its efficacy, Chen Qingxiang felt that the 30,000 yuan stone was worth it.
…
The next day, after the violent consumption, Chen Qingxiang, who was cash-strapped, met Uncle Da Zong again, bid farewell to him, and prepared to return to Qinghe.
Da Zongbo's mansion is in a clean courtyard.
In a square pavilion, Fang Guo's eldest uncle and Chen Qingxiang sat opposite each other.
Uncle Da Zong said to Chen Qingxiang with a trace of annoyance on his face:
"Qing Xiang, I am too happy this time. If I am not careful, you may arouse the suspicion of some people."
"Although I made some remedial measures afterwards, I'm afraid there are still some people who can't help but test you!"
"If you go back this time, I'm afraid there will be some danger!"
As he spoke, Uncle Da Zong felt regretful and guilty, and a colorful cloud appeared in his hand.
"Take this Five Elements Auspicious Cloud to protect yourself."
"When you return to Qinghe, I will introduce a few more to confuse the public."
(End of chapter)
