Chapter 34 Trading
Hearing this, Gu Qingyuan's heart trembled, his hands shook, and the golden light technique of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife that he had cultivated was about to fly out.

Silently adjusting his breathing, he turned around, wanting to see who had said such an unlucky thing.

I saw that the man was slightly fat, with a round face and a small mustache on his chin.

"Greetings, fellow Taoist. I wonder why you called me?"

"I am Zhang Jingwen from the Qianyuan Sect. I usually do some small business. I just saw you running around the market, and it seems you want to buy something. I wonder if you can tell me something. Maybe I can help you."

Zhang Jingwen was actually a little surprised. Just now, he saw him staring at the True Lord for a long time, and guessed that he was a capable man, so he stepped forward to ask a few questions. Unexpectedly, his aura changed drastically after he opened his mouth for the first sentence.

Maybe he is just a rookie who is not very mature, Zhang Jingwen thought.

Gu Qingyuan of Qianyuan Sect knew that the area surrounding this market town for thousands of miles was under the jurisdiction of this sect. Although the man in front of him had a bad mouth, if he wanted to buy spiritual objects, he might have to rely on this man.

"I'm Gu Qingyuan, a rural cultivator. Does Fellow Daoist Li have any help?"

"Of course there are. Lingyun Ferry is well connected and there are countless merchant ships coming and going. We take advantage of the geographical location and earn some money to make a living." Zhang Jingwen said, stroking his mustache.

"To be honest, I want to buy a wood-type spiritual item."

"Oh? So that's how it is. It's difficult for Brother Gu to obtain spiritual objects in this market. Fortunately, you met me." Zhang Jingwen was slightly stunned.

"What do you mean?" Gu Qingyuan asked.

"This is called a market town, but actually it was originally a gathering place for rural cultivators. Later, as the number of people increased year by year, our sect decided to integrate it and make a living by collecting stall fees. For long-term planning, we left a foundation-building garrison in this market town to suppress the passing dragons." Zhang Jingwen said cheerfully.

"This is a good business that will last for a long time." Gu Qingyuan thought of the entrance fee for oral sex in the market.

Zhang Jingwen shook his head instead: "They are just some small things. The pockets of these mountain cultivators who dig for food in the soil are cleaner than their faces. Their cultivation methods are incomplete and their skills are not refined. They can't make much money even if they practice.
We, the disciples of the sect, simply spread out some methods of surveying spiritual objects and identifying precious materials, and waited for these wild cultivators to earn precious materials with great difficulty, then harvested them, made pills and talismans, and resold them, earning only the handling fees."

When Gu Qingyuan saw him calling him a wild cultivator, he didn't look defiant, but spoke in a light tone, as if the pig at home had become fat and it was time to slaughter it for meat.

Zhang Jingwen... no, it's the entire cultivation world that's blocking knowledge, pressing down layer by layer, drinking up the bones and blood of the people below.

Gu Qingyuan thought that there were mostly materials and precious materials in the market, but not many elixirs and talismans, and he began to understand something.

This method is insidious. I am afraid that someone will step out of this vicious circle of human nature and spread the skills. Then, a hundred people will respond and gather these scattered cultivators together...

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyuan smiled in his heart, but he was wrong. This great power belonged to his own world, and the battle power gap was too big. One Purple Mansion could destroy hundreds of foundation building cultivators with a wave of his hand. The method of raising a sea of ​​people would not work. The more people there were, the faster they would die.

I thought of Zhang Jingwen's attitude towards me again. Fellow Daoist Zhang, you don't think I am also a disciple of the sect, right? There seems to be no words on my face?
"Your sect has good tactics, waiting for the opportunity to tire out, but it makes life difficult for us independent cultivators," Gu Qingyuan said tentatively.

Zhang Jingwen smiled when he heard this: "Fellow Daoist Gu, don't pretend. You are clearly a subordinate of the sect, why are you pretending to be a wild dog digging for food in the soil?"

Gu Qingyuan heard this and realized that there was a gap in information between the two of them. He pretended to be confused and said, "How did Fellow Daoist Zhang figure that out?"

"Looking at his aura, it's extremely pure and upright; feeling his magical power, it's powerful and unparalleled. How can it be compared with the mixed magical power of that wild dog monk?" Zhang Jingwen stroked his beard out of habit.

"So it's Brother Foundation Establishment. I'm sorry for being rude." A cultivator who has established a foundation can sense the breath and magic power only through his spiritual consciousness. Gu Qingyuan cheated by using his eyes and saw Zhang Jingwen's cultivation level early on.

"It's not worth mentioning. Brother Gu, please follow me." Zhang Jingwen extended his hand to lead.

When they reached the corner, Zhang Jingwen flicked his finger and a stream of magic power shot out, covering the two of them: "Isolate the inside and outside, and erase the aura."

Seeing Gu Qingyuan nodded, he flipped his wrist and three spiritual objects floated in his palm.

"The pedicled sycamore, the bird-feeding summer grass, and the small dodder seed are all wood-type spiritual objects, especially the pedicled sycamore. After refining it, it will be of great benefit to the fire method."

The pedicel of the fallen paulownia tree is said to be a paulownia tree, but in fact it is a flower pedicel. It is the flower of the most yang and pure Vajra paulownia tree, which is nourished by the golden autumn energy of heaven and earth. It blooms and fades three times, leaving only the roots, which are extremely tough.

The Feiniao Xiacao is indeed real grass. There is a spiritual bird named "Xia Chi" that eats wind and dew and is green in color. Xia Chi swallowed the grass seeds, but was unable to digest them, so they fermented in his body for decades. After Xia Chi died, a thin grass grew on his grave.

The appearance of the small dodder is inferior and there is nothing magical about it. Just look at the spiritual plant that it climbs and coexists with. If the spiritual plant inhales and exhales gold air, then it is metal; if it drinks and absorbs water air, then it is water.

Gu Qingyuan looked at this and that, wanting them all, but he was short of money: "Brother, how much do you want?"

"The Diluo Wutong tree is worth four hundred and eighty cloud coins, and the other two are worth four hundred and fifty-two." Zhang Jingwen said as he looked at Gu Qingyuan. Seeing that his face changed slightly, he had a rough idea in his mind.

Gu Qingyuan knew without counting that all the money he had, including what he had robbed from those monsters, was just over 300 cloud coins.

"This... Gu is really short of money, please give me some leniency."

"It's okay, it's okay. Since we meet, it's fate. How about I give you a waiver?" Zhang Jingwen said.

Seeing that Gu Qingyuan was still hesitant, Zhang Jingwen twirled his beard lightly: "It seems that there is a big difference between you and me in price. How about this, you take some spiritual objects and precious materials and give them to me in exchange for the price and save some money. What do you think, fellow Daoist? Oh, yes, if you have any secret manuals, you can also use them to offset the price. The value will be higher." Gu Qingyuan, who was pretending to be poor but was actually poor, let out a long sigh after hearing the last sentence.

It turned out that they thought I was a newbie and didn't understand the market, so they took a liking to my skills. No wonder they were so roundabout.

Before coming here, Gu Qingyuan asked Hu Yanran and learned that they could get 300 inferior spiritual objects, but they were out of stock.

The two spiritual objects that Zhang Jingwen had were of inferior quality, and the Di Luo Wu Tong was of medium quality. Four hundred yuan was not expensive, but compared with the martial arts techniques that could easily cost thousands of yuan, it was far behind.

“The precious material Gu has is a bit tattered, I’m afraid it’s not worth much money. As for this technique…” Gu Qingyuan saw Zhang Jingwen’s breath stagnate slightly, and continued: “I have some techniques, but the price is probably not what Brother Dao wants.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingwen knew that he could not fool him, and he smiled brightly: "Fellow Daoist Gu, you are right. The technique is naturally worth a good price. If it is worth it, I will offer the three spiritual objects together, and I can make up for the difference."

This is fine. It would be a good idea to improve your strength as soon as possible. You can just sell the skills.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyuan slowly said, "I wonder if you know the Golden Elixir and Ginseng Agreement?"

Zhang Jingwen's heart trembled, but his expression remained unchanged: "But it is the "Golden Elixir" which is known as the general outline of alchemy in the world?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled and said nothing.

"Although this skill is the most widely spread, it is only circulated in a small circle. Ordinary people don't even look down on it. It can be called a top-grade skill and is worth a fortune. Please tell me the price, fellow Taoist." Zhang Jingwen pondered for a moment.

"I'm new here, so I'd like to ask you to explain it to me. If it's suitable, I'll sell it." Gu Qingyuan said.

"This... I wonder what level this technique can reach?"

"We are from a small family and can only cultivate to the stage of building the immortal foundation." Gu Qingyuan deliberately concealed half of it. You have to know that the skills given by Taoist Xu are directly aimed at the golden elixir.

Zhang Jingwen was a little disappointed. "If it can only reach the foundation building stage, the value will be discounted. If you want to sell it, I will give you the three spiritual objects and give you 200 cloud coins. What do you think?"

"It's a little less." Gu Qingyuan wasn't sure whether he made a profit or a loss.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. This spiritual object is priced at one thousand. It is already a great privilege to use one thousand two hundred cloud coins to buy your foundation-building technique." Zhang Jingwen explained.

After a lot of wrangling, Zhang Jingwen was unwilling to raise the price, so he just added a "Small Fire Control Technique" as a bargaining chip, and then the deal was made.

After Gu Qingyuan went far away, Zhang Jingwen withdrew his magic power, and a man slowly appeared from behind him.

"Master, have you fulfilled your wish?" the man said.

It turned out that Zhang Jingwen was the owner of Qianniufang, a subordinate of Qianyuan, a foundation-building cultivator, and was in charge of suppressing the area and ensuring the peace of transactions among the independent cultivators.

"I did gain something." Zhang Jingwen saw the man's cold expression and was unwilling to say more.

"That kid is obviously a rookie. Why don't I call a few people to go..." The man looked up and stretched out his hand to stroke his neck.

Zhang Jingwen's face turned cold for a moment: "Don't make trouble. Although Brother Gu is immature, does not understand prices and common sense," he flipped through the book in his hand.
"But this booklet has a lot of annotations by predecessors, and the essence of the insights is clearly recorded without any fuss. It is clearly the work of the sect and the guidance of the masters. It is not something that a mere cultivator can come up with. You are also a casual cultivator, and you know what a casual cultivator of Qi training can come up with. This person may have a guardian with him. If you want to be killed, then go ahead, but don't let me be buried with you."

After the others hesitated and left, Zhang Jingwen forced a smile.

I didn't expect that I got half of the "Jindanshen Tongqi" that I had been looking for everywhere today. It's a blessing from heaven.

He used his magic power. If Gu Qingyuan was present, he would definitely recognize that it was a method similar to his own but with some mistakes.

Humph, thinking about how I, Zhang Jingwen, have spent half my life as a casual cultivator, and finally climbed up to the foundation-building stage and was accepted by the Qianyuan Sect, but I can only be a good dog. The promised "Jindan Shen Tongqi" has been repeatedly evaded and delayed. It is clearly a carrot dangling in front of the donkey, and they want me, Zhang, to work for the Qianyuan Sect for the rest of my life.

When his lifespan is about to end, he will probably be subject to some restrictions and acquire some controlled magical powers before he can be taught the Dharma. By that time, life and death will truly be in his hands, and he will have no control over it at all.

Zhang Jingwen felt his magic power was running a little bumpy, and he felt a little excited.

As long as I follow the techniques to make up for the omissions and complete my immortal foundation, I can live a few more years. As long as I'm alive, there is always a way to make further progress.

He looked into the distance and remembered the proposal to kill the man, who was nominally a subordinate but was actually a spy placed by Qian Yuanzong's side.

I hope what I said is useful and that it can be considered as a karmic reconciliation between me and Fellow Daoist Gu.

On this side, Gu Qingyuan ran wildly all the way, ran nearly a hundred miles away, kept his breath and waited, but no one came after waiting for a long time.

It's strange that no one came to intercept and steal the treasure. Is the atmosphere in the cultivation world good or bad?
Gu Qingyuan was somewhat puzzled, and thought that there was no murderer or robber in that shop who wanted to make extra money.

Looking at the spiritual objects in the storage ring, Gu Qingyuan was excited. He wanted to find a hidden place to retreat and break through the foundation!
(End of this chapter)