The shopkeeper was thoughtful after listening to Jiang Tang's words.
As the saying goes, rare things are valuable. Mr. Jiang said that regardless of whether there are customers or not, the shop is closed for half a day, probably because of this, he wants to build a reputation for selling rare but good quality items.
In this way, more customers will be attracted.
Seeing the shopkeeper's appearance, Jiang Tang reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then took out a wad of banknotes and handed them over.
"Mr. Jiang, you can't use it, you can't use it!" The shopkeeper saw the huge amount of the banknote and waved his hands in a panic, "I'll wait until I get the money to get enough!"
"This is the regular money I will give you in the future. I am leaving and I won't be here forever. Besides, I believe in Uncle Xu. Please ask Uncle Jiang to hand it over to him on my behalf." Jiang Tang smiled slightly.
Uncle Xu is the accountant.
Jiang Tang learned about his past and tested him for a few days before he thought highly of Uncle Xu and let him go after checking the account books.
It feels more secure to hand these banknotes to him than to anyone else.
"Okay." Uncle Jiang took the banknote and nodded with a smile.
Being able to gain the respect and trust of the owner within ten days is what they are most proud of.
Jiang Tang left Rixia City, rented an ox cart, and walked towards the dense forest to the east.
The name of the dense forest is Qingloujian, which is a dense forest at the foot of Chang'an Mountain. The spiritual energy comes from the upper world and is controlled by the Immortal Sect.
There are treasures and exotic beasts inside, and there are countless strange encounters. Throughout the ages, it has been a must-go place for disciples of aristocratic sects to gain experience.
We arrived at Qingloujian at ten o'clock in the afternoon.
This place is already filled with disciples who have come to practice. Some are casual cultivators, and some are disciples of aristocratic sects.
Jiang Tang saw several people wearing exactly the same clothes as Su Changan, so he thought they were Jianmen disciples.
For some reason, they stayed far away from the dense forest and did not go in.
Until Jiang Tang saw several immortal disciples who were responsible for guarding the Qinglou Stream descending from the sky with swords, looking in all directions with solemn eyes.
First, they all bowed together, and then spoke loudly: "The Qinglou Stream will be opened. Anyone who wants to enter must submit a sign. If there is any unauthorized entry, the Xianmen will not be held responsible."
After saying that, he and the others cast spells together, and the originally quiet dense forest suddenly became aura, and a barrier appeared, facing the group of practitioners.
It turns out that the secret realm under each sect family will be guarded by disciples and protective formations. If there are any trespassers, the ban will be triggered immediately and those people will be strangled.
The practitioners immediately lined up in a long queue, handed over their tokens to register in an orderly manner, and walked into the queue.
Jiang Tang suddenly remembered that when he said he wanted to go out for training, the registered deacon kindly gave him a token with his name engraved on the back, saying it would be useful for training.
This is where it turns out to be useful.
When it was his turn, he quickly took out the token and handed it over.
"Junior brother from the same sect." The disciple who registered was a little surprised when he saw the token.
"Uh, can't fellow students practice in the same secret realm?" Jiang Tang was stunned and felt a little embarrassed.
He doesn't know this rule.
"No, it's just a fellow disciple's training. We have to pay 70% of the treasures obtained by the disciple's training on the spot." The disciple smiled.
70%...Zhou Papi.
But when he thought that Xianmen was his trump card and that he needed to rely on its rich heritage, Jiang Tang immediately nodded and said, "Of course."
After entering the dense forest, Jiang Tang suddenly discovered that there were people around him, but he was alone.
He is not lonely at all, he also has his fellow disciples.
Jiang Tang muttered something silently and stepped towards the inside.
This time I came to the dense forest to find some good spiritual herbs and bring them into the space for planting.
If possible, he would also like to attack the sixth level of body refining.
Jiang Tang walked for a long time and found that there were indeed many good spiritual herbs and elixirs, but they were all surrounded by one or two monsters.
According to ancient records, these monsters guard the spiritual herbs and elixirs. If you want to pick the spiritual herbs, you must defeat them first.
In this world, all demons and monsters are divided into nine levels, and the higher levels are those that only existed in ancient times. However, most of them have attained enlightenment and become immortals and demons, and are no longer in the mortal world.
However, the cultivation of these guys is the weakest and the late stage of the first level, which is comparable to the perfection stage of the ninth level of body refining. He is only the fifth level of body refining, how can he beat them.
At this time, Jiang Tang suddenly saw a strange spiritual grass.
This spiritual grass is called a grass, but it is not as good as a fire grass. Its stems are grass, but its leaves are bright dark red flames.
This...could it be a strange fire grass?
Jiang Tang was startled and quickly took out the ancient book to read it carefully. When his eyes stopped on a certain page, he became excited.
It’s definitely a different fire grass!
It turns out that this strange fire grass is naturally formed by heaven and earth. It is born with the seeds of strange fire. Although it is not as good as the innate strange fire, the fire seeds that are reproduced are also extremely rare.
For example, the strange fire grass in front of you, with its dark red flame, is the Xuan Ming Spiritual Fire ranked in the 20th position.
In this world, there are a total of one hundred kinds of acquired strange fires, divided into four phases: A, B, C and D, and each phase is divided into twenty-five grades. Among them, the different fires of phase A are the best. If they can grow up later, their power is comparable to that of innate ones.
Spiritual fire.
Xuan Ming Spiritual Fire ranks at the bottom of Ding Xiang, but compared to Jiang Tang, it is already very good.
After subduing this strange fire grass, if he successfully hatches the Xuanming Spiritual Fire, the quality of the elixir he refines will be even better.
Since there is a different fire grass, then...
Jiang Tang looked around and felt something fell on his head. He reached out and touched it and found a pool of sticky liquid.
Shaking off the nausea, Jiang Tang raised his eyes and met eight red eyes.
Jiang Tang trembled all over and immediately took a big step back while holding the ancient book.
For such a big spider, you can clearly see the bristles all over its body, it’s so impressive!
It turns out that this eight-eyed spider is the guardian beast of the different fire grass.
Look at this appearance, it is already at the first level of perfection, comparable to the peak stage of the ninth level of body refining for cultivators. However, Jiang Tang has only been refining the fifth level of body, and has not even entered the sixth level yet.
Although he can withstand a beating, it does not mean that he can withstand such a severe beating.
"Daddy, daddy!" At this moment, Er Yao suddenly transmitted a voice into the secret.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Tang asked while cautiously stepping back.
"Daddy, please let me out."
Jiang Tang followed his words and summoned Er Yao.
Er Yao fell in front of him, flapped his wings, and bared his teeth at the eight-eyed spider.
Jiang Tang suddenly felt a strange fluctuation.
Immediately, when he saw the eight-eyed spider, he trembled, turned around and ran away with a howl.
Could it be that this is soul pressure?
"Father, don't be afraid. Yao Yao's racial bloodline is stronger than hers. By exerting soul pressure, you can drive away this low-level monster without enlightenment." Er Yao turned around, threw himself into Jiang Tang's arms, and grinned.
Jiang Tang understood.
It turns out that not only are people divided into three, six or nine levels, but also various ethnic groups are divided into three, six or nine levels because of their bloodline.
Chapter completed!