After hearing what the stall owner said, Li Qiao planned to leave and go to other places. No matter what the other party said was true or false, he just needed to remember the other party's appearance. If he was deceiving himself, he would meet him again in the future, if his strength allowed. Just make the other party pay the price. It doesn't matter if you don't meet him, you just lose three low-grade spiritual stones.
I don’t know if it is due to the operation of a certain formation in Fang City. After entering, it is difficult to feel the cultivation level of other monks without using their spiritual sense to test each other. At this moment, although I cannot feel the cultivation level of this stall owner, But thinking about it, it is impossible to be a foundation-building monk who can set up a stall to sell a few low-grade spiritual stones.
"How would you like, fellow Taoist, to take a look at this map?"
Seeing that the monk who bought the map didn't say a word and turned around to leave, another monk setting up a stall next to him spoke.
Li Qiao turned around and took a look and saw that the other party was looking at him, making sure he was talking to him.
This is a somewhat thin and ordinary-looking male monk. It’s not that he is ugly, but he is a bit worse than the normal monks who are all handsome men and beauties. At this moment, the other monk has a slight smile on his face and his palms are stretched forward. , a white jade slip suspended in the palm of his hand.
First, he looked at the items on the other side's stall. They were just some low- to medium-quality elixirs and various minerals that could be used to refine magic weapons. This was a stall usually set up by casual cultivators who were quietly accumulating resources. It seemed that the other side didn't have any. How much harm.
"What's the meaning of this?" Li Qiao didn't take the other party's things rashly. He just bought a map. Was he going to sell himself another one? Do you think his map is better than the one next to you?
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the stall owner who was selling maps before, but the other person's expression was normal and there was no special reaction.
"This is my good friend. Seeing that the Taoist friend doesn't really believe his words, in order to avoid misunderstanding, the Taoist friend will understand after looking at the jade slip in my hand."
The slightly ordinary male cultivator said this.
With some curiosity in his heart, and thinking that the other party would not dare to play any blatant tricks in Fangshi, Li Qiao took the jade slip and checked it first. After finding no problems, he checked the contents.
Inside the jade slip, a huge map emerged, densely covered with characters. Although the characters were unfamiliar and unfamiliar, it was easy to guess the names of various regions.
Li Qiao thought that there would be some restrictions in this jade slip, and that he could only see part of the content, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a very detailed map. To know something like a map, a monk can basically memorize it after reading it. eight.
As for not being able to read the text on the map? For a young monk like him, there is no need to understand, as long as he knows to avoid the areas marked with text,
"Is it a map of this area?"
The world of cultivating immortals is very large, and most maps are regional maps. If they are not from here, they are basically useless, so Li Qiao asked this question.
"Yes and no, this is a map of this place from five hundred years ago."
"Although this map is normal, it is a bit old." While speaking, Li Qiao handed the jade slip back.
"Fellow Taoist didn't understand what I meant. The maps used to look like this, but because of a disaster, the current maps have become the ones that fellow Taoist bought before. Under normal circumstances, within hundreds of years, everywhere Although there will be some changes in the forces cultivating immortals, one or two percent is considered too much, but on this map, 95% of the forces cultivating immortals no longer exist."
"Without the map, whoever suffered the catastrophe would have depended on luck. But because of the map, basically no one escaped..."
Listening to what the other party said, Li Qiao understood that because the map had brought disaster to the immortal cultivating forces in this area, the location and name of any immortal cultivating forces were not allowed to appear on the map here.
As for the stall owner who sold the map before, he was not wrong. For the lower-level immortal cultivators, this small area where they are located can be regarded as the entire world of immortal cultivation.
He believed that what the other party said was true, and he had no intention of buying another map elsewhere to verify it. Topographic maps could also be used, and he could mark the places he had traveled on them.
The only thing I don't understand is why the other party wants to explain it to me in detail!
After saying a few more words, Li Qiao left directly.
"Why are you talking to him so much?" the previous stall owner asked his companion. Because he was in the market, he was using spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice at the moment. .
"Is there something different about him?"
"I don't even understand the map. He must be a monk who came from a very far away place. He can walk so far alone. He must be very strong. Are you afraid of misunderstanding the map? Is he going to attack you and me?" The previous stall owner first analyzed it like this. After a while, he laughed: "There are a lot of lucky guys. Even if they come from far away, it doesn't mean anything. And if they really dare to take action against you and me, it would be a good thing."
"There's something really different about him."
"He's just a qi practitioner!" the stall owner said, and the slightly ordinary monk stopped talking, because both of them are foundation-building monks, and the stall owner's cultivation level is much higher than him. In Fangshi Formation , he couldn't sense the cultivation level of the monk just now, but his companion could.
He could only sigh in his heart, because he couldn't explain the terrible feeling that a Qi Practitioner would give him. Although he couldn't see anything on the surface, in front of him, he felt like an ordinary person facing a beast.
There was confusion in his heart, but he would not think about finding the reason, worrying that something would go wrong, let the past pass. There were many strange monks in the world of immortality. Thinking of this, he changed the topic.
Or maybe what happened just now made him suddenly feel tired of setting up a stall.
"You think it's a bit silly for us two foundation-building monks to set up a stall like this here."
"It's true, but you want to make a bet with me on setting up a stall to win or lose, and you also say that it's only fair to sell the most common things like this. Come on!" When saying these words, the stall owner who had always been expressionless smiled slightly. At present, he lead.
Although the world of immortality is cold, cruel and full of intrigues, among the thousands of monks, there are always some who are sincere to each other and stay together through thick and thin.
Li Qiao didn't care about this matter after turning around and leaving.
Because many things in the market attracted his attention. For example, he saw a stall selling spiritual stones. When he looked carefully, he found that there were densely written words engraved on the spiritual stones.
"This is because some monks are afraid that the skills will be lost, so they specially carve spiritual stones to pass on the skills. This kind of skills are very precious, but it is difficult to practice. Look at the traces of the years, it is impossible to fake them. If you want to, three hundred... Oh, how to go ”
