Chapter 1523： South China

The central dragon court, the martial arts holy land of the immortal world, is not one of them.

This place is under the control of the true dragon clan. In addition to the true dragon clan, there are also thirteen dragons with the lowest bloodline living here.

The strongest of the true dragon clan is called the Dragon Emperor, and the strongest of the 13 dragons is called the Dragon Lord, sitting in the central Longting states.

Ordinary warriors, if they can see the Dragon King, it would be a great honor. As for the Dragon King, only a few people in the Earth Immortal Realm can see it.

Here, strong people from all races are gathered here, because the resources here are abundant, and the great saint races will have their power distributed here.

This is acquiesced by the true dragon clan. They are sparsely populated and cannot occupy such a large territory, but every inch of land belongs to the true dragon clan.

If the warriors below mine spirit mines, 30% of them must be turned over to the dragon kings, and then to the dragon kings by the dragon kings.

Such a rule has been going on for countless years, and some people tried to surpass this rule and intercepted quietly, and the final result was very bleak.

Over time, no one dared to do this again.

After Su Han left the Holy Fallen Land, he took the lead in arriving at the Nanfang Prefecture.

Its territory is extremely wide. There is a dragon king sitting in the town, and countless holy masters dominate one side. It is one of the fourteen states of the central dragon court.

Su Han galloped through the air and flew over the Nanfang Buzhou for a few days, and then he came to a very lively market.

He plans to sell some more Devil Demon Jade, and take some top-quality spirit coins to use with him. He has looked at this market, and there is the breath of a saint in it, and he eats Devil Demon Jade.

The shop is surrounded by shops, and it is very lively. There are constant warriors coming in and out, and these warriors are at least above the martial arts, and they have all races.

Naturally, this is not Su Han's target. His target is a few more blocks deeper. The spiritual materials sold here are only ranks six and seven, suitable for King Wu Zun.

Human races are relatively rare in this city, but Dao races and human races are similar in length. Occasionally, a passing warrior casts strange glances at Su Han, but they will soon take it back because of Su Han’s breath. well.

"The shopkeeper, you have to be honest when you open the door to do business.

My volume of Dayan Pill Sutra is genuine, and it contains several prescriptions and refining methods of Dayan Pill.

You only gave me two hundred best spirit coins? What can this money do? Buy twenty condensed pills? "

"Just two hundred, do you want love or not, what Dayan Pill, I just looked at things that were simpler and more pleasing to the eye, so I spent two hundred best spirit coins.

How can the elixir of Dayan Divine Pill be so easy to obtain, even those saints, how many masters? Can it be on you, a little Dhamma?

I have to take a risk to buy your things with two hundred best spirit coins. It is estimated that this product will still fall into my hands. Then I will lose my money. Will you pay me? "

"The Dayan Pill Sutra? This is a good thing, brother, is this really the Dayan Pill Sutra? You can sell it to the saints, not to mention, at least hundreds of thousands of the best spirit coins can be obtained!"

"How dare he? Use this thing to deceive the saint, it's not a curse, the saint will pull off his skin and tendons."

As soon as Su Han walked to another street, he heard arguing from a shop, and a group of Buddhist statues were standing outside the shop watching the excitement.

"Dayan Pill Sutra?"

Su Han was very interested, so he took a look.

In the shop, a middle-aged man was arguing with the shopkeeper. He held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, with a faintly special atmosphere on it, which was obviously not made of ordinary bamboo.

Except for this breath, a quasi-sage like Su Han couldn't see the origin of this bamboo slip.

It's no wonder that the shopkeeper doesn't believe that this broken bamboo slip can engrave the elixir of Dayan Divine Pill, and the price of 200 best spirit coins can be obtained. It is also because the bamboo slips are extraordinary and may record some special information.

Just as Su Han was about to leave, the middle-aged man said again: "The shopkeeper, let's tell you, there was a Dayan Alchemist from my ancestor.

This volume of Dayan Pill Sutra has been passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors. If it weren't for our family who never came out of the sage, how could it be my turn to sell it? "

"Your ancestor?"

The shopkeeper showed a trace of sneer: "Dare to ask the name of the Great Yan master from your ancestor?"

"Whether you can change your name or sit down and do not change your surname, the ancestors were originally called'Ghost Alchemist' in the arena!"

The middle-aged man is a little proud.

"Ghost Alchemist? Never heard of it."

"Have you heard of this? There is such a person in the Dayan Alchemy Master?"

"Never heard of it."

"Dare to ask how many years have passed since your ancestors?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile.

"It's seventy or eighty thousand years, maybe fifty or sixty thousand years, it's too long, how can I remember it."

Middle-aged humane.

"Go and go, for so long, no matter what you say, who knows if there is really any ghost hand alchemist in the world."

The shopkeeper waved his hand: "Now there are one hundred best spirit coins. If you want to sell, you can keep it. I'll bet on luck.

If you don’t sell it, go to another place and don’t stop me and disturb my business. "

"If I am a holy person and can find the sacred fire of Dousui, I will definitely refine one of the great great evolving pill for you!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly dropped a word, turned and left.

Do you want to be a god?

It's not ordinary to be able to say the title of this saint's authority.

Su Han's figure paused slightly, then turned to look at the middle-aged man. The opponent was just a catastrophe, and it seemed that he had stayed in his current realm for a long time, and the aura on his body felt a little stale.

"How much do you want to sell the Dayan Sutra?"

Su Han said.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and looked at Su Han, with a hesitation flashing in his eyes:

"Ten thousand best spirit coins."

Perhaps he felt that his bid was a bit high, so he added: "At least not less than eight thousand."

"Huh!"

The surrounding Faxiang couldn't help being secretly shocked, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Eight Thousand Supreme Spirit Coins are considered a huge amount of wealth for any Faxiang.

One phase condensing pill is enough for ordinary practice for more than a month, and eight thousand best spirit coins are eight hundred phase condensing pills.

Decades of cultivation resources, after they were shocked, they showed ridicule. Some people wanted to remind Su Han, but when they saw that they couldn't understand Su Han's cultivation, they didn't speak easily, fearing offending others.

"Dousi Shenhuo you just mentioned was mentioned in this Dayan Pill Sutra?"

Su Han smiled lightly.

The middle-aged man was startled slightly, and then nodded, "It is indeed mentioned inside."

"The price is not a big problem with ten thousand superb spirit coins, but I have to wait for a while."

Su Han said.

There was a hint of surprise on the middle-aged man's face, but he was a little skeptical. The other party really wanted to buy? Still want to cheat him?

"Senior, pay the money and deliver the goods with one hand, why wait for a while..." the middle-aged man said hesitantly.