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Chapter 146 local tyrants

"They don't have much money. You kill me and sell meat, which is more profitable." Chu Yanqi said with a sad face.

"If you kill you and sell meat, you will lose even more. I have already lost this deal." Thirteen said dejectedly, "People cannot be greedy, I shouldn't arrest you. I mean, two days later, you will meet Sang Haoran and others, and I will only send you to Yunmeng City."

"What you mean is, I'm free?" Chu Yanqi asked intentionally.

"Of course!" Thirteen smiled bitterly, "Can you still want me to be locked up as a prisoner?"

"I can still use you to eat and stay. I am willing to keep you in a position," Chu Yanqi said suddenly.

"I suddenly realized that I seemed to be fooled." Thirteen began to seriously consider this issue.

Chu Yanqi smiled and put down the curtain of the carriage. The carriage entered Yunmeng City at a speed that was not very fast. Yunmeng City is a city of immortal cultivation, unlike an ordinary county town. Although it belongs to the Cangyu Dynasty, it is quite huge. Therefore, when the carriage drove into Yunmeng City, he opened the curtain and looked over and was immediately amazed.

This city is similar to a city on Earth in my previous life. Rows of master buildings are as high as the sky, and there are even some pavilions built in mid-air. The combination of classical and modernity is mixed with a fantasy style and is rushing towards you.

In the air, some strange birds hovered above them. Chu Yanqi even saw treasure lights flashing, and someone was flying towards him by wielding magic weapons.

"Damn!" Chu Yanqi cursed in a low voice, and suddenly decided that he would buy a flying magic weapon.

Although he does not have spiritual power, it is not difficult to fly if his soul power can be transformed.

"Hey..." Chu Yanqi shouted.

"Hmm?" No one drove the car, so naturally Thirteen could only drive the car by himself.

I stopped in front of an inn called Danque, and Shisan asked for a small and exquisite courtyard as a temporary place to settle down.

Chu Yanqi was in a mess. After staying in the inn, he immediately took a shower and changed it. Then he asked, "Are you leaving now, or wait?"

Thirteen asked curiously: "What are you doing? I'm going to wait for you and Sang Haoran and others to leave after the round. You will explain that what we encountered on the way was not that I hijacked you, how about it?"

"Can I say bad?" Chu Yanqi smiled, "I heard that there are flying magic weapons sold?"

In the Great Wilderness, the fifth-level heaven in the Yuanling Stage can directly control objects, practice wind control techniques, etc. There are many corresponding flight secret techniques. He originally thought that he had to practice to the Yuanling Stage above to control the wind, but it was just a short-distance flight. Long-distance flight was difficult to maintain with the spiritual power of the practitioner himself.

However, not long ago, he suddenly realized that there are various flying magic weapons in this world that can meet the needs of various people.

Of course, this is what he wanted to get a flying carriage, and then Chu Yunjie told him. However, there is no such flying magic weapon in ordinary places. It is not easy to refine flying magic weapons. Moreover, flying energy requires spirit stones, which is not affordable to ordinary cultivators. In addition, flying magic weapons are not practical and very expensive, and are not favored by cultivators.

"What do you want that thing to do?" Shisan was stunned. "That thing is expensive and not practical. It is usually a fool. If you buy that one, why not buy some auxiliary flying magic weapons?"

Chu Yanqi looked at him with an idiot.

"I was wrong!" Thirteen raised his hand and surrendered, "I'm really wrong, sorry."

"I am the one who needs to be fooled." Chu Yanqi gritted his teeth, "I also want to buy some auxiliary flying magic weapons and fly directly in the air. How cool is it, but can I fly?"

"That thing is very expensive!" Thirteen shook his head slightly. If it were some auxiliary flying magic weapons used by immortal cultivators, the price was cheaper. However, that kind of direct flying magic weapons was simply a sky-high price. People who have a lot of money would not consider buying that. This is why these flying magic weapons have no market. Unless they encounter people like Chu Yanqi, where can ordinary mortals afford it?

"Let's go out for a walk and see if there is any such thing in Yunmeng City to buy it and have a meal by the way." Chu Yanqi said.

"I guess there is!" Thirteen said, "Since you are going out to see it, then go out to see it."

Chu Yanqi nodded, it would be expensive, he admitted that he really wanted to buy a flying magic weapon, not to satisfy his wicked ideas, but to run away if he encountered danger again. Those who cannot practice can make the cultivators relax their vigilance. If they can have flying magic weapons at this time, he has a great chance of escaping.

Thirteen didn't know what he was thinking, just pretending that he wanted to build a flying frame, so he didn't care. He left Danque Inn and asked someone to ask. He immediately sacrificed his magic weapon and pulled Chu Yanqi up directly, flying directly to the largest immortal cultivation market in Yunmeng City.

Chu Yanqi originally felt that these immortal cultivators were really not much different from mortals. It was not until he came to Yunmeng City that he realized how unrealistic his original idea was.

The entire Yunmeng City exudes a dreamy color. If it were elsewhere, Thirteen's behavior would probably be shocking. However, in Yunmeng City, no one cares, because there are people flying with magic weapons everywhere in the sky.

A series of glows flashed by, and Chu Yanqi looked over. The old man with a tall crown dress, vaguely carrying a fairy-like style in his actions, there were fairies with two hairpins, phoenix hairpins, long skirts, and some even looked like merchants or even children with hang-out hair, all kinds of things were different.

"This is the world of immortal cultivators." Chu Yanqi said with emotion.

Thirteen's flying magic weapon is very ordinary, looking like a cloud, with a faint white light, warm and peaceful.

"Usually, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, or to avoid terrorizing mortals, we try not to use magic tools." Thirteen smiled, "But in the Eastern Wilderness, most immortal cultivators are still there, especially in Yunmeng City, where he gathers immortal cultivators coming from all directions."

Chu Yanqi stepped on Yun Duo with both feet, as if stepping on Thirteen's flying magic weapon, as refreshing as stepping on Thirteen, and asked, "Did you refine this kind of thing yourself?"

"There are those that are refined by themselves and some are for sale. They usually buy them back and modify them according to the situation." Thirteen explained with a smile, knowing that he doesn't understand, so he doesn't care. In fact, this is just a common sense issue in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Well, it's just a modification." Chu Yanqi said, thinking in his heart, "It's the same as those prodigal children on the earth that modify cars, and it's actually the same in any place."

Shisan naturally didn't know that Chu Yanqi had classified him and some prodigal sons as similar.

The immortal cultivation market in Yunmeng City was actually built in mid-air, which made Chu Yanqi feel a little emotional - the world of immortals is not allowed to step into the foot of ordinary people.

Those who sell talismans, medicinal materials, elixirs, magic weapons, cultivation equipment, and spirit stone exchange workshops. At first glance, Chu Yanqi felt that he was overwhelmed, which was too rich.

Some had floor shops, some were just street stalls on the ground, and the messy things reminded him of the earth with prosperous economy and prosperous trade again.

"Uh... Thirteen..." Chu Yanqi said in a low voice, "Will you be fined if you set up street stalls?"

"What?" Thirteen didn't understand such a sentence.

"Look, they just set up street stalls so randomly that they won't block the sound of the floor? Come on, do this to block traffic?" Chu Yanqi looked at the street stalls on both sides of the street, and he wanted to search for things, but he didn't know where to start.

"Your idea is really strange. If you are fined, who do you want to punish?" Thirteen said in a low voice, "God knows whether there are any experts in the Infant Spirit Stage among these people? There are always times when there is inconvenient work in cultivating immortals. If someone comes to me and wants to exchange for something, what do you think?"

"This - fines are dangerous, urban management should be cautious." Chu Yanqi said, thinking that if there were also immortal cultivators on earth, and immortal cultivators would occasionally like to set up street stalls, he would want to see who dares to fine?

Of course, Thirteen didn't know what he was thinking now, otherwise, if you were to despise him severely, would you be ready to set up a street stall and then not be able to get along with some people? You have just made a little success.

"Huh..." Chu Yanqi suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a street stall. There were several medicinal herbs on the street stall, all of which were generally visible. However, at the innermost side, there was a stone man. The stone man's head was opened, and there was a small bowl of liquid inside. It was presented there, and the street stall was an old man.

"Old man, how do you sell this thing?" Chu Yanqi looked at the stone man and immediately knew that it was stone marrow. Stone marrow was not a rare product. At least in the Great Wilderness, it was not a rare product. However, stone marrow is a must-have for flash clear ice and snow.

"I won't buy this one." The old man shook his head, "I only want to change it, I want to change two spirit gathering pills."

Thirteen looked at the color of the stone marrow and showed an ordinary turbid color, not clear and bright. He knew it was just a low-grade stone marrow. He shook his head and said, "It's too expensive, at most one."

"I really need two spirit gathering pills. Or are you choosing a few medicinal materials here?" The old man sighed softly. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer alchemists, and it is difficult to find pills.

"Old man, the spirit-gathering pill is not a rare pill. I think there is one in the market. Why don't you buy it?" Before Shisan could speak, Chu Yanqi asked a question blankly.

The old man looked at him blankly, but he couldn't say anything for a long time. Yes, the spirit gathering pill is indeed not expensive, but you can only buy one at least fifty taels of top-grade spirit stones. For ordinary people, fifty taels of top-grade spirit stones are really not that easy to earn.

Thirteen really wants to cover Chu Yanqi's mouth. Really, this is a rich man. I really don't know the suffering of those casual cultivators. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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