3072: C3072 Xiaoxiang Dock

C3072 Xiaoxiang Dock

In the face of Yin Hanyu's question, Jiang Ting didn't speak the truth. Instead, he pretended not to know, in case Yin Hanyu got angry at him, or something unexpected happened to him.

Yin Hanyu's eyes instantly sank. "You don't know?"

As he spoke, he stared fixedly at Jiang Ting, as if he wanted to see through him and determine whether he was lying or not.

Jiang Ting wasn't afraid. Of course, he did not look into Yin Hanyu's eyes. Instead, he just stood there quietly. He was neither arrogant nor impatient. He did not feel the slightest bit of guilt.

After a long while, Yin Hanyu retracted her gaze. "I don't know. Forget it. . . "

The banana leaf rose into the air, and Yin Hanyu left immediately. She came and left quickly.

She waited until the flowing light completely disappeared.

Jiang Ting touched his nose, and with an unchanging mind, he headed out of the Purple Frost Sect.

The useless items and materials he had on him had to be exchanged for Spirit Stones in order to feel at ease.

………….

Time flew by like a flash of light, passing by in the blink of an eye.

Three months silently passed.

Seven thousand miles south of the Crane Cry Mountain, there was a mountain covered in clouds.

At the center of the mountain range, there was a place shrouded in extremely dense fog. Ordinary people would not be able to see their hands if they entered the fog. At least, they would not be able to see the scenery ten feet away.

The natural fog could not do this. The fog here was formed by a formation.

This was because Xiaoxiang Dock was here.

Formations weren't killing formations or trapping formations, they were confusing formations. . . The slightly stronger cultivators were confused. As long as one entered the formation, they would be able to see the path that the person who set up the formation left behind.

And if it was a mortal, they would only circle around in the same place. The maze did not block cultivators, but mortals.

Inside the formation.

There was a market the size of an ordinary town. There were many people coming and going in the market, about a thousand people.

Somewhere near the outskirts of the town, there was a grocery store.

A black-robed man walked out of the grocery store. He wore a loose black robe and. . . A monkey mask.

As soon as the black-robed man walked out of the shop, the shopkeeper followed him and said, "Fellow Daoist, if you find anything good next time, feel free to come to me. "

His face was filled with the smile of a philistine.

"Sure. " The black-robed man nodded slightly and quickly left.

After that, the black-robed man did not walk towards a crowded place. Instead, he deliberately looked for some small paths, some empty alleys.

After walking for a full seven minutes.

The black-robed man finally stopped in an empty alley. With a flash of magic power, the black-robed man and the mask disappeared. Replacing them was a young man dressed in white.

Surprisingly, it was Jiang Ting!

He changed his attire under no one's notice. Then, Jiang Ting calmly began to walk through the alley again.

He took a few turns and soon arrived at the other side of the market. He entered the crowd from the street corner. Just like the others, his gaze occasionally swept across the stalls on the roadside or the shops on both sides of the road.

As he walked, Jiang Ting stopped in his tracks.

On his right, there was a pill shop.

Zhang Pharmacy.

An ordinary name.

Looking at the shop in front of him, Jiang Ting's eyes flashed. Then, he walked towards the shop. . . Countless images flashed in his mind.

It wasn't that someone was using an illusion technique on him. Those images were his experiences in the past three months.

After he returned to the sect and made his decision, he immediately left the Purple Frost Sect and headed towards Xiaoxiang Dock.

He didn't travel for too long. It was just that he had too many spoils of war.

In order to avoid suspicion and accidents, he didn't deal with everything in one go after arriving at Xiaoxiang Dock.

Nor did he deal with everything on the same day.

On the contrary, he was very careful. Every store would sell a few items, and there wouldn't be a lot of them every time.

One after another, he spent more than two months to exchange the useless magic tools, talismans, and some spiritual herbs that he did not use for Spirit Stones.

The reason why he was delayed for so long was because he was worried that he would alert the Purple Frost Sect.

Secondly. . . He did not want to attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives because of his carelessness. Then, he would be killed and robbed.

His caution was right.

This was because after he sold almost all the things he didn't need, he suddenly realized that. . . His net worth actually exceeded a hundred thousand Spirit Stones all of a sudden.

Such a huge sum, even a veteran Foundation Establishment expert wouldn't be able to take it out, right?

It was all thanks to his cautiousness. Otherwise. . . If people knew about his current wealth, even if this was the marketplace, he would still be in danger if he didn't allow the fighting to take place.

More than 100,000 Spirit Stones. He was only in the Qi Refining stage. . . And who knew how many Foundation Establishment experts would try to deal with him.

After saying that, Jiang Ting entered the shop while thinking.

A servant at the second level of Qi Refining hurried over and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what do you want to buy?"

"You can't make the decision for my business. Ask your manager to come. " Jiang Ting walked straight to the second level of the shop.

Although he was ignored, the servant was not angry. Instead, he hurried towards a small door deep in the hall. He was only at the second level of Qi Refining, and he could not even use magic. How could he be angry?

…………

On the second level of the shop.

The second floor of the shop didn't have one. One private room after another. It was a different kind of lobby. However, it wasn't that the business wasn't good or something, there was no one else here.

After seeing it clearly, Jiang Ting walked to a seat near the window and sat down. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

About thirty breaths later.

"Tap, tap, tap. . . " Following the sound of footsteps, a chubby and cunning fatty entered the second floor. His cultivation was at the 8th level of Qi Refining.

When he saw Jiang Ting, the fatty instantly revealed a warm smile. "Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I am the manager of this place. I wonder what you need. . . "1

Perhaps it was because the shopkeeper didn't like to move that he was fat. Or perhaps, when a chubby person smiled, it would make people feel closer and less guarded?

Many shopkeepers were a bit fat!

"Shopkeeper. " After saying that, Jiang Ting nodded slightly and said softly, "Pill Furnace. . . Wu. . . The quality is a high-grade magic artifact. "

When the fat shopkeeper heard this, his expression immediately froze. "A high-grade magic artifact grade Pill Furnace?"

"No?" Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Ting frowned again. "Although this place operates pills. . . I heard that the Zhang shops in Xiaoxiang Dock are all opened by the Zhang Family. It can't be that they don't exist, right?"

The fat shopkeeper revealed a smile again. "Fellow Daoist, you are worrying too much. This shop does have them, right? However. . . Fellow Daoist, do you know the value of a high-grade magic tool or cauldron? "

Jiang Ting also revealed a smile. "I bought it for my master. Don't worry, I don't have Spirit Stones. "

"Using a high-grade magic tool grade Pill Furnace, not only is your master extremely powerful, but his skill in alchemy is also not shallow. "

After praising him, the fat shopkeeper pretended to be unintentional and opened his mouth to speak. "May I know which senior your master is? Can you let me hear your name as well?"

Jiang Ting's smile disappeared in an instant, and his face darkened. "Fellow Daoist, you open the shop to do business, and the buyer enters the shop to spend Spirit Stones. Fellow Daoist, do you need to ask about the background of the buyer? I wonder which family's rules are these? "

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