In the following days, Han Zhao practiced as usual every day.
However, the main purpose is to restore mental power through the Zuo Forgetting Sutra and Fugue Chapter, supplemented by Ningsha.
Then Zhang Xiaowen provided elixirs to Danding Pavilion on time, but everything went as usual.
In sixty-one days, Han Zhao's mental power has recovered to 90%.
[Yang evil: 100%; the first heavenly veins are condensed; special effects: the power of Yang attribute skills is increased by 10%, and the power of absorbing the power of heaven and earth is accelerated by 10%]
[Fire evil: 70%; the pulse is not condensed on the second day; special effects: the power of fire attribute skills is increased by 14%, and the power of absorbing the power of heaven and earth is accelerated by 14% (the effect of martial arts will increase and the five elements evil energy doubled)]
"In about five months, this practice has progressed very well."
After Han Zhao finished his morning exercise, he stood in the small rented courtyard and checked the progress of Ningsha during this period.
Even without taking any pills, just relying on the entry effect of [Shifang Martial God] can increase his efficiency of absorbing evil energy by seven times.
The entry effect of [Shifang Martial God] can also allow ten kinds of evil spirits to be freely transformed. He absorbs multiple kinds of evil spirits at the same time, and then all of them are transformed into fire evil spirits.
Because the innate Fierce Yang Gang Qi belongs to fire, giving priority to perfecting the Fire Evil Qi can enhance the power of the innate Fierce Yang Gang Qi.
Moreover, because he has condensed the five-color peacock martial arts will, when he practices the five-element exercises and absorbs the evil energy of the five elements, he will get a doubled increase.
"In about two months, the Fire Evil will be complete. By then, as long as the second Heavenly Vein is condensed, we can begin to attack the Three Evil Realm."
Han Zhao thought to himself.
Among the warriors of the Wei Kingdom, the fastest person to reach the Three Evil Realm was Qi Yuntian, who was twenty-nine years old.
If Han Zhao can buy elixirs or elixirs that can assist his cultivation, then he has a good chance of reaching the Three Evil Realm before he is twenty-six years old.
If this kind of speed were allowed in Dongshengzhou, those aristocratic families would probably come looking for them again.
Fortunately, the outer sea is a world of warriors, and no one here knows him.
The sun was high and it was almost the time agreed with Tong Li, so he went to the north gate of Xibei City in advance to wait.
"You came really early."
About a quarter of an hour later, Tong Li arrived late.
"If you finish your work earlier, you can go home earlier." Han Zhao smiled.
"That's right, let's get on the road." Tong Li nodded, tapped the ground with his feet, and his body floated several meters away in an instant.
Han Zhao followed closely behind.
Tong Li quickly used his master-level Qi to rush on, and Han Zhao also began to speed up when he saw this.
But when Tong Li continued to accelerate, Han Zhao couldn't keep up.
"Hmph." Upon seeing this, Tong Li smiled secretly in his heart and rushed to the dock on the northern coast of Beiming Island at the speed of a master.
In just a day and a half, the two arrived at the dock and boarded the clipper bound for the Titan.
After Tong Li entered the cabin, he took out a dark blue candle and was about to light it when there was a knock on the cabin door.
He quickly put away the candles, sat cross-legged on the wooden couch, and said calmly: "Come in."
"Squeak."
Han Zhao pushed open the door and walked in, cupping his hands at Tong Li, "Brother, I'm sorry for bothering you."
"Mr. Zhao? Why did you come to see me if you weren't resting in the room?" Tong Li saw that it was Han Zhao, and a smile appeared on his face.
He got up from the wooden couch and sat down at the table.
"Mr. Zhao, please sit down."
"I want to inspect the goods in advance." Han Zhao chuckled and sat across from Tong Li.
"What do you mean?" The smile on Tong Li's face faded.
"Brother, can you give me one of the pill recipes first?" Han Zhao said.
"You don't believe me? Then why did you come on board with me?!"
Tong Li's face darkened.
"If I don't show you the recipe, then I have no choice but to leave." Han Zhao said in a deep voice.
"Please." Tong Li stood up and pointed at the cabin door.
"Farewell!" Han
Zhao bowed his hands and turned around to leave.
"Stop!" Tong Li shouted.
"Brother agreed?" Han Zhao stopped and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Do you think this is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
"Do I have to leave? Can you still kill me?"
"You can try it!" Tong Li's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with qi. Although he couldn't kill the opponent directly, breaking his legs would not affect his alchemy.
"I gave you a chance." Han Zhao sneered.
"What?" Tong Li was stunned.
"That is!
"Han Zhao suddenly looked at the window behind the wooden couch with a look of horror.
"Child's tricks, do you think I will turn around and give you a chance to sneak attack on me?" Tong Li sneered.
"It's Lian Dongting!" Han Zhao exclaimed.
"Guild Master?!" Tong Li was startled when he heard the name of the Guild Master of the Eternal Life Guild, and subconsciously turned around.
"Pfft!"
Tong Li felt a sharp pain in his heart, but his scream was stuck in his throat and could not come out.
He looked down and saw that Han Zhao's palm had touched his left chest and held his heart.
"Gang Qi?! Are you...the Grandmaster of Five Qi? No! Martial Saint!
"Tong Li looked at Han Zhao in horror, and could only squeeze out a little sound from his throat.
"I said, I gave you a chance." Han Zhao said calmly. The reason why he took a detour was to have a clear conscience.
Some things that happen in the simulation will not happen in reality.
He killed children because the other party wanted to attack him, not because the other party had a large amount of money with him.
If there is no bottom line in doing things, then sooner or later he will kill innocent people for money.
"Why...why?" Tong Li looked in disbelief. He didn't understand why a martial saint would go to all the trouble to sneak attack his grandmaster. It was so disrespectful of martial ethics!
"I ask, you answer, this is your only chance to survive." Han Zhao said solemnly, using the longevity energy to maintain Tong Li's life.
"Yes...yes!" Tong Li said with difficulty.
"Have you brought the pill recipe?"
Han Zhao asked.
Tong Li's expression froze and hesitantly said: "No."
Han Zhao sneered and changed the subject: "Next question, what is your purpose?"
"Recently we..."
Under the threat of death, Tong Li was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, telling everything he knew.
"Very good, I can let you die without pain." After Han Zhao asked, he started to use the power-absorbing method.
"You...are untrustworthy!" Tong Li was furious and stared at Han Zhao.
"Zhao Han is dishonest, what does it have to do with me and Han Zhao? What's more, you lied to me first!" Han Zhao sneered.
In an instant, Tong Li's body was intact, leaving only a set of clothes and a Xumi bag on the ground.
Han Zhao flexed his right hand to make a grasp, and with a slight flick, he sucked the Xumi bag into his palm and penetrated his spiritual power into it.
"Turtle! I'm getting rich!"
Han Zhao's eyes widened.
There are actually four hundred gold beads in it!
"It seems that Zhao Han's identity will disappear starting today."
Han Zhao put away the Xumi bag, and then used Gang Qi to turn Tong Li's clothes into powder. He flicked his sleeves and flew out of the window.
"Pfft!" Han Zhao jumped through the window, transformed into Kun Kun and dived into the sea, speeding up to swim towards the Titan.
With so many golden beads in his account, he couldn't believe that he couldn't buy elixirs and elixirs to restore his mental strength.
...
In the endless sea, a kun fish jumped out of the sea and transformed into a white-haired old man in the dim light.
"Is this the Titan? What a giant beast in the sea!"
Han Zhao looked to the northwest with shock in his eyes.
I saw a silver-white giant ship nearly a thousand meters long and more than two hundred meters wide heading southeast. The bow of the iron-clad boat rides the wind and waves, and layers of sea waves carry silvery white spray past the side of the boat, and then merge into raging waves at the stern of the boat, leaving a shining water strip and bursts of ripples.
"This is simply a moving island, a city on the sea."
Han Zhao was a little stunned. The largest ship in his previous life was probably not half as big as this one. The height from the waterline to the deck alone is estimated to be a hundred meters, which is too exaggerated!
He didn't even know what power source such a large ship relied on.
Han Zhao used his strength, stepped on the sea, and ran towards the Titan.
After running two hundred meters away from the Titan, he took out a silver-white token from the Xumi bag that was the same color as the ship's hull.
Buzz!
As the true energy was injected into the token, the token suddenly made a high-frequency chirping sound, and silver-white light quickly enveloped Han Zhao's whole body.
The next second, Han Zhao's figure flashed away, disappeared from the sea, and appeared on the front section of the Titan's deck, with an octagonal pattern pattern at his feet.
This silver-white token is the teleportation array leading to the deck of the Titan.
"Are you the only one?" A young man covered in blue armor came to Han Zhao.
"Yes." Han Zhao nodded.
"The cost of setting up a stall on the deck is one thousand taels of silver a day. The admission fee for the auction is two hundred thousand taels of silver. The admission fee will be refunded when you disembark. Fighting is strictly prohibited on the ship. Violators will be responsible for the consequences. Five Qi Grandmasters and Martial Saints can enter for free. Qualifications." The young man spoke very quickly, as if following a procedure.
"Got it." Han Zhao responded. He had learned basic information about the Titan from Tong Li.
"This is my stall fee." Han Zhao took out 5,000 taels of silver notes from Xumi's bag and handed it to the young man.
The Titan's auction is held once every six months and lasts for ten days. From the fifth day, the auction of treasures needed by high-level warriors begins.
Before that, Han Zhao planned to set up a stall on the deck to see if he could buy the recipe for the mid-level elixir.
"This is your stall number." The young man put away the banknote and took out a white token with the three characters "183" written on the front.
"If you want to continue setting up a stall at the end of the time, remember to renew. If you leave early, the stall fee will not be refunded."
The young man urged him with his true energy, and a red word "five" appeared under the token, and then handed the token to Han Zhao.
After Han Zhao took the token, he walked towards the stern of the ship.
The deck near the stern of the Titan is a simple open-air market. Every five meters on the deck, there is a square frame drawn with black lines as a simple stall.
When Han Zhao came to booth No. 183, there were already dozens of martial artists setting up stalls nearby. The weakest among them were all martial arts masters, most of whom were masters of martial arts. About one-third were grandmasters, including one Master of Five Qi.
More than half of the people here are wearing various masks, including leopard heads, minotaurs, and dog heads, which are also allowed in the auction.
"All the high-level warriors nearby are probably gathered here."
Han Zhao took out a wooden board from Xumi's bag and erected it in front of the stall. It read on it - Purchase mid-level elixirs at a high price, with priority given to those for body refining, spiritual nourishment and evil condensation.
Then, he took out a small mazaar and sat down. This was the one he used when he was in Black Rock City. He took it with him when he moved and keeps it until now.
As it gets darker, more and more people are on the deck. When passing by Han Zhao's stall, many people just glanced at it and left.
Han Zhao was not in a hurry, so he just sat on the horse and closed his eyes to relax.
Until the next day, no one came up to ask. After visiting other people's stalls, he made a change.
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This time, as soon as it was afternoon, people came to his stall one after another to inquire.
But they all had to be bought with money. The grandmaster who set up the stall even offered to pay gold beads to buy them, but Han Zhao refused.
A gold bead is worth more than ten thousand taels of gold. Even if it is used to buy a high-grade Qi and Blood Pill, it is more than enough. However, Han Zhao has just made a fortune. He has no shortage of gold beads and only needs the pill recipe.
The market price of a low-grade Qi-Blood Pill is one thousand taels, and a mid-grade one is worth about three thousand taels. As for the top-grade Qi and Blood Pills, the lowest price is ten thousand taels of silver each, but they are priceless in the market and the demand is huge, so no one sells them at all. Because top-grade pills have almost no impurities, as long as conditions permit, no matter how much you eat, erysipelas will not accumulate in your body.
Even if you spend a lot of money to hire a mid-level alchemist to refine Qi and Blood Pills, no one can guarantee that you will be able to refine a middle-grade one, not even a high-level alchemist. And even if you can refine a top-grade pill, most of them will keep it for themselves. Down.
Anyway, alchemists of this level either have a profound background or are powerful. Others beg them to make alchemy. You are not willing to accept such conditions. There are many people who come to beg you, and you are not afraid of offending others.
"I have the elixir recipe you want. How many high-grade Qi and Blood elixirs do you have?" A warrior wearing a minotaur mask stepped forward and asked.
The four realms of energy are perfect.
Han Zhao relied on his strong mental power to see through the minotaur's true identity, and said calmly: "It depends on the value of your elixir."
The opponent probably needs multiple high-grade Qi and Blood Pills to attack the bottleneck.
Seeing that Han Zhao was so confident, the tauren's eyes narrowed.
He looked around and said nothing. Instead, he took out a wooden board, covered it with his hand and started writing. After writing, he quickly handed it to Han Zhao.
Han Zhao took the wooden board and looked at the content on it. The hole suddenly enlarged.
"High-level elixir, golden body elixir, an auxiliary elixir used to condense the pseudo-golden body through body refining techniques."
"Soul-nurturing wood, a spiritual tree that nourishes spiritual power, has a miraculous effect on warriors below the Three Evil Realm Martial Saints."
"You should know that there is a price to pay for teasing a great master with perfect five qi."
Han Zhao released a powerful infuriating energy and stared at the tauren with cold eyes. As soon as this aura rose, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The tauren's body trembled, then he calmed down and said in a deep voice: "I can trade the elixir recipe with you first. The subsequent cooperation depends on whether your elixir can meet my needs."
Han Zhao stood up, waved his sleeves, put away the wooden planks, and pointed at the tall building in the middle of the deck.
"Let's go! Come into the house with me!"
There is a soundproof array in the independent box, which is suitable for trading.
