"Hum...glae...glae..."
Lin Beichen walked straight to the office of a middle-aged man in a Chinese suit and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in."
After waiting for a moment, a faint voice came from the room.
"Creak."
The door is opened from outside to inside.
When the middle-aged man in fine clothes in the room saw that the person coming was Lin Beichen, he stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "Little friend Lin, are you back so soon?"
Lin Beichen nodded lightly, his eyes flashed, and then he took out a piece of paper with many handwritings on it and asked: "Uncle Yun, can you help me see if the Alchemist Guild has these pills?" ?”
"Okay, let me take a look." The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes took the paper handed over by Lin Beichen. After reading it carefully, he raised his head and looked at Lin Beichen and said, "The pills you want are of high quality. It’s not high, I sell them all here, do you want one of each kind?”
"If you have both, please take two of each kind." Lin Beichen hesitated for a while, stretched out two fingers, then turned his palm over, and the offering token appeared in his hand.
"Are you treating yourself as an outsider again?" The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes smiled kindly, but did not take the token handed over by Lin Beichen.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen looked helpless and said with a wry smile: "You must take my merit this time, otherwise my conscience will be really uneasy."
After saying that, he forced the offering token into the hands of the middle-aged man in Chinese attire.
The profits from the alchemy union's sale of elixirs will also be handed over to the Federation of Trade Unions in the Imperial Capital. If he continues to take them for nothing like he did a few days ago, it will definitely cause a deficit in sales data, and this expenditure will definitely be paid by Hua Hua as the president. Let the middle-aged people bear the responsibility.
He had taken some medicinal materials for free a few days ago, and he felt very sorry. This time he wanted to eat for free, no matter what, he couldn't do it.
Seeing what Lin Beichen said, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes had no choice but to accept the token and said, "Okay, just wait a moment. I will deduct the merit and then pay it back to you."
Lin Beichen nodded and watched the middle-aged man in fine clothes walk out of the room, then casually set up a chair and sat down.
As soon as he thought about it, the bamboo slip about the 'Underworld Valley' that Zhiqing gave him appeared in his hand.
What is recorded on the bamboo slips is this:
According to the statistics available in Yuzhou Prefecture, since the discovery of this death zone, a total of fifty-six survivors have been able to get out alive so far.
Among them, the lowest cultivation level is the third level of the spiritual pulse realm, and the highest cultivation level is the Tianyin realm, but the specific level is unknown.
These survivors are without exception, and their bodies are more or less contaminated with some unknown aura.
These unknown auras give people an extremely evil feeling, and these survivors have scarlet and lifeless eyes, and behave extremely strangely. Once they see people, they will kill without warning.
If others are even remotely tainted by the unknown aura escaping from the survivors, they will instantly lose their minds as if they were surviving.
The most important thing is that among all the survivors, they usually have extremely cruel personalities, and they are all extremely vicious people who have stained their hands with the blood of countless people.
"Could it be that... only those who have killed many people in their lives can come out safely?" Lin Beichen slowly closed the bamboo slips in his hands, and a trace of doubt flashed in Lin Beichen's mind.
Judging from the information on the bamboo slips, this possibility does exist.
Although he had killed a few people, he was far from being extremely vicious.
At this moment, he hesitated.
"What exactly is this unknown evil aura... Even if these survivors are all murderous people, they won't attack as soon as they see someone..."
"Could it be...that it's all caused by this unknown evil aura?"
Lin Beichen worked hard to digest the important information on the bamboo slips, feeling a little scared in his heart.
The unknown is always the scariest thing.
"Creak..."
The door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged man in rich clothes was seen leaving and returning, with many small porcelain bottles in his hand.
Lin Beichen immediately stood up and greeted the middle-aged man in rich clothes.
"Little friend Lin, I have found all the elixirs you asked for. This is your offering token." The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes smiled and handed the small porcelain bottle and the offering token to Lin Beichen, and then continued Said: "It cost a thousand merits in total, but I gave you a 20% discount and received 800 merits from you. Now you still have more than 5,000 merits in your token."
Hearing this, Lin Beichen immediately looked embarrassed and said: "This...how can this be so embarrassing."
"Hey, it doesn't matter. As the president, I still have the right to make discounts." The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes smiled and waved his hand, indicating that Lin Beichen didn't have to do this.
"In that case... I'll be disrespectful, then." Lin Beichen didn't refuse, and put the small porcelain bottle and the offering token in his hand into the system storage space with a wave of his hand.
Too much pretentiousness will only make the relationship between the two parties raw.
After hesitating for a long time, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes asked with some confusion: "Little friend Lin, what do you want these elixirs for quickly replenishing spiritual energy? Are you going to some secret realm to experience?"
After hearing this, Lin Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and said softly: "I want to go to the 'Underworld Valley'."
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man in fine clothes suddenly stiffened. After a moment, he calmed down and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Death restricted area? That place is a narrow escape from death! What are you doing there!"
Seeing the worried look on the face of the middle-aged man in fine clothes, Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart. After pondering for a moment, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Yun, I have my own reasons for going, you still don't want to go." Asking so much, knowing too much is not a good thing for you.”
This time, I don't know if he can successfully implement the plan in his heart. If he succeeds, when the leader of the Blood Clothes Sect comes to the 'Netherworld Valley' again, he will definitely be furious, which may jeopardize these knowledge. people, and it is also a big hidden danger to his own safety.
After all, the power of a magic weapon that requires the souls of nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine cultivators to be refined is self-evident. Correspondingly, it is so precious that even the entire Xuanling Dynasty may not be able to find one. The second one.
Therefore, for the safety of the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes, there is no need to say more about what he is going to do in the 'Underworld Valley'.
The middle-aged man in fine clothes took a deep look at Lin Beichen, his eyes were a little deep, and he didn't know if he could see Lin Beichen's difficulties.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to continue to persuade, but in the end he didn't say anything. After a long silence, he sighed softly and said, "In that case, please pay attention to your safety, little friend Lin. Uncle Yun is fine." I’d like to give it to you, this set of third-level spiritual weapon armor ‘Explosive Flame Armor’ will be given to you.”
After that, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, turned his palm over, and a set of fiery red armor appeared in his hand.
"According to the refiner who made this set of armor, it can withstand a full blow from a strong person in the Tianyang realm. Take it, and be sure to pay more attention to safety." There was no trace in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes. Reluctantly, he handed the armor into Lin Beichen's hands.
"Can you withstand the full blow of a strong man in the Tianyang realm?" Lin Beichen's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the fiery red armor in his hand. He couldn't help but touch the armor with his palms, feeling the wisps of heat coming from the armor.
He had known the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes for only about ten days. The latter not only gave him medicinal materials, but also gave him such a precious defensive spiritual weapon.
This is able to withstand the full blow of a strong person in the Tianyang realm!
You know, the Tianyang Realm experts can already be regarded as the top combat power of the Xuanling Dynasty.
Isn't it equivalent to having an extra life when wearing this armor?
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen felt warm again in his heart. Such a precious treasure must be extremely valuable, but the middle-aged man in fine clothes gave it to him without any hesitation.
This is a big gamble!
A middle-aged man in a fancy dress is gambling.
Bet that Lin Beichen could come out of the so-called death zone safely.
I bet that Lin Beichen would become the strongest group of people in the Xuanling Dynasty in the future.
I bet Lin Beichen will remember his kindness today after he becomes stronger.
"Thank you, Uncle Yun!" Lin Beichen bowed deeply and respectfully.
"Hahaha, good boy, it makes sense to say that." The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes smiled heroically, but then the laughter gradually weakened, and the smile on his face also subsided, replaced by a trace of sadness, and gently After sighing, with a hint of request in his tone, he said: "If Xiaoyou Lin can achieve something in the future, I hope that I can help him more. What I am most worried about is that after a hundred years, he will inevitably cause trouble with his character. , I am just such a son."
He is very aware of his talent. Even with the 'Yin Transformation Formation' arranged by Lin Beichen, even if he can break through to the ninth level of Tianyin Realm, there is a high probability that he will not be able to break through to Tianyang Realm. He can only rely on Yang Yuan Dan. Forced a breakthrough.
However, even if you can barely break through to the Tianyang realm with the help of pills, your life span will not be much longer than that of ordinary people.
At most, it's just that he has stronger physical fitness and can live ten or twenty years longer.
The Tianyang realm has not yet been able to break through the limit of life. Only by breaking through to the legendary Xuandan realm can longevity be greatly improved.
The lifespan of a powerful person in the Xuandan realm can be as long as five hundred years!
Lin Beichen was silent for a long time, then nodded very solemnly and said, "Uncle Yun, don't worry, if I, Lin Beichen, can reach the top in the future, I will never forget your kindness to me these days."
In just a few days, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was of great help to him. Even though it has the meaning of investment, the benefits to Lin Beichen are real.
Moreover, these investments are likely to be wasted.
After all, Cloud Shadow Continent never lacks people with outstanding talents, but among these people, there are too few who can reach the top, and most of them die halfway up the mountain.
The middle-aged man in fine clothes smiled, his eyes filled with relief.
"Say goodbye to Brother Tianhe for me, I won't meet him anymore." Lin Beichen said goodbye with his hands crossed.
Set foot on the 'Netherworld Valley', which is known as the forbidden area of life.
