Although I don't know exactly what place is recorded on the map, the items that can make this master carry with him are not ordinary things. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info it's just that because the light is dim at the moment, it is inconvenient to take a closer look, so Sun Changkong casually put it in his arms and continued to bake the rest of the clothes.

"It's really a big hand, and even this dress is so smooth to the touch. Heck, when will I be able to afford such a luxury item. ”

Sun Changkong really admired his luck, this old man's figure was about the same as him, so the clothes fit very well, as if they were tailor-made.

"This dress is really sturdy, and there is nothing wrong with eating so many punches from me just now. This thing seems a bit mysterious!"

Not to mention that he didn't know, when he looked down, he was surprised to find that there was no seam on the top of the white gown, and the whole dress was natural, as if it had been shaped from the beginning of the production, and there was no need for follow-up processing. I don't know if there is such a procedure in the sky, anyway, it is absolutely unseen in Sun Changkong's common sense.

Then, he gathered another cloud of aura and slammed into the robe. Who knows, that seemingly ordinary piece of cloth actually contains a special effect of automatically absorbing external forces, so that the aura just now was absorbed by it eight or nine times out of ten, and only a trace of residual energy passed through the shirt and passed into the palm of the hand holding the robe. However, by this time, the strength had almost completely dissipated, and it could not cause him any harm at all.

"Baby, this old man's shroud is actually a rare treasure. Hahaha!"

Sun Changkong held the magical gown, carefully examined it at 360 degrees up and down, left and right, and then tried several times, until he confirmed the mysterious function, and then he was satisfied with holding him on his chest, spreading his head on the stone pile, and panting.

"This treasure robe is really amazing, with it, even if you can't kill that turtle grandson Zhang Wangyuan head-on, you won't be seriously injured by a blow!

In the next few hours, Sun Changkong focused on how to disguise the treasure clothes. On weekdays, the disciples of Cangbei Immortal Garden have to wear uniform cyan robes, and when they go out in a white shirt at first glance, they will definitely attract the attention of others. After thinking about it, in order to make the treasure clothes more practical, Sun Changkong decided to cut it and make it a shirt to wear inside. In this way, it will not attract the attention of others, but also the magic effect of Baoyi can be brought into full play. After all, apart from the head, most of the dead holes of humans are concentrated above the torso, and as long as it is protected, it is equivalent to erecting a solid shield for itself.

Originally, Sun Changkong thought that the cutting process would be quite difficult. Surprisingly, when he tried to tear the hem of his clothes, there was a piercing scream like a crack in the robe. It didn't take much effort for the kaftan to become a waist-high undershirt.

"I didn't expect this thing to be resistant to fighting, it's really strange. However, as long as you can't meet a woman, you shouldn't encounter a situation where your clothes are torn!hehe~"

After putting on the treasure clothes, Sun Changkong glanced at the old man on the ground. At this time, his body was naked, but the smile on his face became extremely thick, which made him a little worried. Thinking back to the time of the corpse transformation just now, Sun Changkong suddenly realized that the environment here was damp and there was no sunlight all year round, and the corpse stayed in this environment, once it encountered a living creature passing by, the probability of a corpse transformation was simply 100%. In vain, he has been cultivating immortals for more than ten years, and he has even forgotten such basic common sense, Sun Changkong, who woke up like a dream, slapped his head and let his brain reflect on it.

"Since the underground yin qi is too heavy, then I can only cover you with stones. I'm really sorry to disturb your purity, not to mention, but also to put on your clothes. Don't worry, if you have a chance to turn around, I will definitely come in and pay respects to you!"

Before Sun Changkong's words fell, the old man's body suddenly shone brightly, very similar to the scene he had just picked up in the cave before. The only difference was that the amount of white light this time was extremely large, and it completely engulfed the entire space in an instant. At this time, a long sound of vicissitudes suddenly remembered in his ears:

"Goodbye!"

Sun Changkong suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and as soon as he sat up, he was surprised to find that his front was full of members of the group, and the three fats who were closest to him were lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep, obviously not realizing his awakening.

"I ...... Why am I here?"

As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the room exploded instantly, and the cheers and cheers were endless, Sun Changkong looked at it and felt that the performance of these people was a little too contrived. He turned his gaze to the three fats who had just woken up, and said:

"How did you find me?"

The three fats who found that Sun Changkong had woken up were obviously very happy, but his performance was not as exaggerated as others, he just smiled and rubbed his eyes and said:

"You've finally woken up, and it's been three days since we fished you out of the water that day. Don't you see that when you come out of the water, you are a beggar. I don't know where you got this set of rags, and you still have a lot of aquatic plants and duckweed on your body. Master didn't know anything about this. No, if you don't wake up tonight, we're going to ask the boss to diagnose you. ”

Sanfat finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Yuan Dundun's body slowly stood up from the side of the bed, stretching his waist hard. Looking at this kid's tired appearance, I think he has been here to take care of him all the time. And looking at the other people around him, although they are all happy, they are also full of energy, full of red light, and there is no sign of malaise at all.

Sun Changkong hurriedly touched his arms and found that the map was still there. Looking at the clothes on his body, which were exactly the same as those taken off from the old man's body in his previous memory, he was sure that what he had experienced before was not a dream.

Looking at the dim sky outside, Sun Changkong immediately spoke: "In the past few days, everyone has bothered to take care of it, it's quite late, let's go back and rest early! ”

After everyone heard the news, they all showed quite excited expressions. They didn't expect that Sun Changkong, who had just become a little famous, would be so generous when he made a move. The people present, to say the least, were twenty or thirty people, and each of them had ten coins, which together was two or three hundred. This has to be put in the past, even if you save for a year, it will not be enough. But now, he actually opened his mouth and squandered it.

I have to admit that it's good to have money!

After sending the others away one by one, San Fat was just about to disperse with the crowd, but Sun Changkong was left behind.

"Wait, I have something to tell you. ”

"You don't have to give me my pills, I've also made a lot of things for the team these days, hehe! I know you won't care. The three fat stuck out his tongue and replied mischievously.

"No, I'm not trying to tell you about it. Tomorrow I want to go down the mountain and buy some things that I need to practice. Last time, my Xingxia Sword was destroyed by Zhang Wangyuan's grandson, and I don't have a guy in my hand recently, so I don't have the confidence to do anything. If you're okay tomorrow, how about walking with me?"

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, a little thing. But tomorrow the royal Daoist is going to teach the third level of the common people's mind, don't you want to listen to it?" the third fat asked rhetorically.

"You, you, you're so short-sighted. If you have money, what kind of mental method do you want and you can't get it?"

Sun Changkong patted his chest and smiled evilly.

That night, after Sun Changkong made sure that there was no one outside the house, he closed the doors and windows, lit the oil lamp, and slowly unfolded the map to look at it carefully. But after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't make out which mountains and rivers the area the map was referring to.

"It's strange, isn't it too long, many places have been unrecognizable, and they don't know where to go?"

Sun Changkong pressed his finger on a place marked with a red dot on the map, and his frowning brow became even more tangled at this moment.

"It's ......"

Before dawn the next day, Sun Changkong went down the mountain with Sanfat. At this time, it is the time when the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest, and some disciples who have practiced hard have already taken their places and are ready to start a day's practice. And seeing the two of them acting like thieves, these people couldn't help but scoff at them.

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

Not long after leaving Cangbei Immortal Garden, the two came to Ascending City. Although it is located in a remote area, the necessities are readily available, which is enough for a low-level immortal cultivator like them to use on a daily basis.

Originally, the common people still circulated ordinary gold, silver, and copper plates. But because of the emergence of immortal cultivators, some places also began to use pills as currency. The quality of this elixir is different, and the value is also very different. Take the most commonly circulated Spiritual Qi Pill as an example, one Spiritual Qi Pill is equivalent to ten taels of silver. And the next level of the Giant Spirit Pill requires a hundred taels of silver, which is the price of one tael of gold. As for the pills that are still circulating on the market, the best quality spirit **** can be sold for one hundred taels of gold, which can imagine the important position of the pill in the hearts of the world.

There is a place called the Treasure Pavilion in the Ascending Castle, which is a place dedicated to buying and selling rare treasures. Every day, there will be hundreds of transactions here, and if you take a commission of 5% for each transaction, the profit of that day is also quite considerable. Moreover, many of the treasures here come from the Treasure Cabinet family. They first buy it outside at a relatively low price, and then take it here to sell it at a high price, making a steady profit.

Within a few years, the Treasure Pavilion had become one of the most powerful forces in the city, controlling almost half of the city's economy. The merchants in the city, no matter how big or small, all of them were respectful, and even the Sima family, the city lord, had to give three points of courtesy.

Sun Changkong and San Fat, these two fledgling boys, came here today.

"Come on, come on, thousand-year-old cold ice, rare to see in ten years, don't want ninety-ninety-eight, don't want ninety-eight, as long as ten spiritual qi pills, plus five percent of the transaction tax, you can easily take it home. ”

"Take a look, take a look, there are snow lotus in the sky and not in the ground, a healing holy relic, and a health care weapon. With him, my waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and I am able to walk. ”

"Do you still lose your hair? Do you still have kidney deficiency? Do you want to regain the majesty of a man and get back to the old Jiqing? Tiger whip is your best choice. With it, hello, she is better. ”

Where is the holy place of trading, it is simply the melon seller on the street. To the surprise of the two, the staff in the Treasure Pavilion did not preside over the transaction, but the buyers set up their own stalls and shouted for themselves. And the people of the Treasure Pavilion only need to provide the venue, and they can sit back and enjoy it, and there is simply no easier way to make money in the world.

Listening to the various propaganda slogans in the Treasure Pavilion, Sun Changkong and San Fat were dizzy and dizzy from the quarrel, their hands and feet were sweating, and they couldn't support it. At this moment, a relatively quiet stall next to him caught his attention.

The plaque on the top of the booth is neatly written with a few big characters: "Linlang treasure knife, 10,000 elixir, never bargain".

On the other side of the stall, a mysterious man in a black suit and a tattered hat sat cross-legged in front of the sword, like a wooden man.

Sun Changkong and San Fat looked at each other, and whispered almost in unison:

"There's a play!"

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