Chapter 1810

According to Wen Gaoren, this relic soul pearl is hard to come by. Like Sikong Qinglan, it's no problem to prevaricate and deal with others, but it's not appropriate to sell it in large quantities. She didn't want to attract other people's attention because the soul beads in her hands were related to the secret of the temple.

She also wanted to sell part of the soul beads of Sari for some other cultivation resources or meteorite herbs, which was a little troublesome.

"It's really inconvenient, but if you want to sell it, you don't have to go to the auction house. You can find different chambers of Commerce to sell it separately. Of course, the price will be lower. You can also go to the black market, but the price is lower." Wen Gaoren knows what mu Hanyan is thinking, ponders for a while and then says.

You should know that there are thousands of ways to cultivate, and the resources needed are also different. In many cases, it is not that the higher the level of cultivation resources, the better. If you choose the right cultivation resources at the right time, you may get twice the result. In addition, different resources are needed to build a long sword, cultivate an array, and refine magic utensils and pills. Huayu temple is short of everything now. Nearly ten thousand soul beads of Sari can't be used up for a while. It's better to exchange some other cultivation resources.

"Black market?" In front of my eyes.

The land of God is not as peaceful as it seems. There are not only bandits, but also conflicts between priests or their families. In addition, the area is too large to manage, and many priests die in accidents every year. Of course, the property left by them will not be wasted, so those who should be dealt with must be dealt with.

But after all, it's dirty. No one dares to trade openly, so there is a black market. Since it's dirty, the price can't be compared with the regular chamber of Commerce or auction house.

If it's just dozens or hundreds of soul beads, it's just enough. If it's large, it can only be sold in the black market. Mu Hanyan quickly made a decision, but even if it was a windfall, she wanted to be stripped of a large amount of money by the unscrupulous black business plate, but she was somewhat unwilling.

Returning to the transmission point near Gu Ning village again, I happen to meet Gu's family who are moving. Both sides have to be polite, and ask Sikong Qinglan to dance for each other and wish them a safe journey. After that, mu Hanyan and his party continue to rush to Tianyang city.

Although there was a transmission point, because of the error of the one-way transmission array, mu Hanyan still needed to take a carriage on the road many times, and there was a lot of time to delay. Mu Hanyan was not idle. As soon as he got on the carriage, he took out a soul bead to cultivate.

Gather the mind and run the priest's mental method. Soon, the power of the law flows into the meridians along the pores of the whole body, tens of times faster than the usual speed of absorbing the power of the law, and the power of the law contained in the sari soul bead itself is also quickly incorporated into the heart.

All in all, it took less than a day for the soul pearl to turn to ashes in Mu Hanyan's hands. The cultivation on this day can definitely catch up with the cultivation in the first half of the year, or even more.

"Good thing!" Mu Hanyan praised in his heart.

This kind of treasure that can greatly cultivate and even directly promote cultivation is hard to find in the holy land.

She has carefully counted the soul beads in the astrolabe space. There are 9127 in total. Even if she sells some of them and gives them to others, she will keep some in the temple, and the rest will be enough for her cultivation.

Of course, mu Hanyan also knows that with the continuous improvement of cultivation, the spiritual power required for promotion will be more and more huge. It will not be so good for her to refine the soul bead of Sari later, but anyway, she is one step closer to the goal of recovering her strength, which is always a happy thing.

But when mu Hanyan checked his accomplishments, he was a little unhappy. After half a year's cultivation, her strength seems to have no change. She seems to be stuck in a bottleneck. The worst thing is that she doesn't know what she is now.

It's also a waste of time and soul. Mu Hanyan stops to study the alchemy and sword casting skills of the land of God. There's no way. There's too much to learn.

Mu Hanyan didn't know. At this time, in the depth of the remote wasteland, a man was staring at their direction for a long time. His deep and indifferent eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the plain, even the end of the sky.

At his feet, a man bowed to the ground, as quiet as a statue.

"Seventeen is dead." For a long time, the man said.

"What, who can kill him?" The man kneeling at his feet raised his head in surprise.

Although he did not dare to expose his strength easily, it was not so easy to kill him. If he wanted to escape, the chief priests of the twelve temples under the five temples could not kill him at all. If he can show his real strength, it's very easy for him to kill these chief priests.

"Would you like to go down and have a look?" Asked the man on his knees.

"No need. Seventeen has found the whereabouts of the dragon's blood soul. Go and get it yourself. If you are blocked, there will be no amnesty for killing!" The man ordered without expression.

The man kneeling at his feet raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

For so many years, they have been hiding their identity and strength. They have been dealing with the roving bandits and never made a move easily. This is the first time he has received an order to make a move."Go on, it's almost time for us to do the same." The man said in a low voice. In the hands of a day led compass fly out, above the stars dot, one of the most shining, is the location of the flower rain temple.

Kneeling at the foot of the people to understand his meaning, Meng stood up, issued a startling roar, and then toward the direction of Huayu city.

The man watched him leave and continued to walk forward step by step, which was exactly the direction of Mu Hanyan's party.

……

Half a month later, a magnificent city appeared in the vision of Mu Hanyan and others.

Mu Hanyan knew that the gap between the twelve main cities was so huge.

Tianyang city is thousands of hectares in area. It's just far away. When you get close to it, you can hardly see the edge of the city wall, let alone Huayu City, which is bigger than several villages. Even Tianfeng City, which she once saw, is only one tenth or less of Tianyang city.

Originally, mu Hanyan was still strange. The whole kingdom of God had less than 100 temples. How could it have fought against the holy land for millions of years?

When she came to Tianyang City, she finally understood that there were not many cities under the jurisdiction of the temple, but one city was worth ten or even a hundred holy places.

There are priests and guards at the gate of the city. Sikong Qinglan lights up the priest's token to prove his identity, so he can let it go easily.

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