"How many Essence Blood Talismans can you redeem with the Fire Cloud function?"
Mei San carefully observed Zhao Sheng's expression.
Zhao Sheng shook his head and pushed the jade slip back. "Change your request! Otherwise, I don't want this jade slip anymore."
Mei San's expression froze, and then he began to think hesitantly.
A moment later, Mei San quietly left from the back door of Jinfu Pavilion.
In the room, Zhao Sheng put away the jade slip of martial arts skills, and at this moment there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
"Senior Zhao, I have a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors..."
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Three days later, at a foundation-building exchange meeting, Zhao Sheng smiled as he looked across at the red-haired foundation-building cultivator and asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, I recently acquired a fire-based technique. Are you interested in taking a look?"
"Oh, what kind of martial arts?" Zhu Xingyun specializes in fire magic, and he is extremely interested in any martial arts of the same kind.
Zhao Sheng took out the Fire Cloud Merit jade slip and handed it to Zhu Xingyun.
After a while, Zhu Xingyun put down the jade slip with a very satisfied expression. He exclaimed in admiration: "Fire Cloud Technique, refining fire into clouds! The person who created this technique was truly unique in his thinking. Wow, very interesting!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, are you interested in accepting it? I heard that you have a fire sacrifice technique."
As soon as Zhao Sheng finished speaking, Zhu Xingyun laughed heartily, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, you are such a cunning person! You actually want to exchange an ordinary martial art for my unique and special martial art."
Seeing that the other party did not refuse outright, Zhao Sheng was delighted and quickly said, "As long as Fellow Daoist Zhu is willing to give up, you can make your own conditions. If the Fire Cloud Power is not enough, I also know several methods for refining second-level Fire Element Talismans."
After a while, the two successfully completed the transaction and left very satisfied.
After completing a deal, Zhao Sheng looked around and set his sights on another Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"Thank you for your courtesy, Brother Zheng. I accepted a disciple a few days ago..."
An hour later, the exchange meeting ended and Zhao Sheng returned home with a full load.
In this way, Zhao Sheng practiced slowly while doing business with both hands in and out.
He did not do it to earn spirit stones, but to accumulate foundation.
During this period, he drilled many times and lost a lot of capital, but Zhao Sheng always enjoyed it and was full of energy.
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The business of Jinfu Pavilion is still very prosperous, and Zhao Sheng's business is also booming.
This is all thanks to the "stupid but rich" persona he established early on.
Nowadays, more and more immortal cultivators are looking for him to trade.
Of course, there are more scammers who come here because of its reputation.
As a result, over the years, Zhao Sheng was forced to develop a pair of "fire eyes and golden pupils".
On this day, Zhao Sheng received a method for refining a rare magic weapon, the Seven Aperture Soul-Sealing Nail, from a casual cultivator.
The Seven-Aperture Soul-Sealing Nail is a corpse-cultivation magic weapon with a very narrow range of uses, and is difficult to trade in Dongtian City.
In order to take action as quickly as possible, Zhao Sheng cast a magic talisman on himself, transformed himself into a big man with a black face, and walked into a shop selling robes.
After entering the store and seeing the waiter, Zhao Sheng asked, "I want to buy a black robe that is 323 inches long. Do you have any for sale in your store?"
The waiter's eyes lit up, and he immediately bowed. "Senior, I'm so sorry! We only have the robes for guests from all directions left. Each one costs ten spirit stones."
"Give me one." Zhao Sheng answered readily.
"Senior, please follow me!" The waiter said happily, turning sideways and extending his hand.
A moment later, Zhao Sheng, wearing a black robe with a hood, walked alone in a tunnel that was about ten feet wide and two people tall.
He could clearly feel that the tunnel was slanting downward.
After walking about three or four miles, Zhao Sheng passed through the exit and the view in front of him suddenly opened up.
In front of me is a super large cave, which is nearly 100 meters high. On the top of the cave floats a huge fireball with a diameter of three meters, emitting infinite light and heat, which looks like a "little sun".
This "little sun" is the most famous symbol of the black market in Dongtian City.
It is a ball of rare Golden Crow True Flame, but now it is used as lighting by a certain big shot.
The deterrent effect is self-evident!
The layout of the underground black market is almost the same as that of Dongtian City, and the architectural style is also similar.
Walking on the street, if everyone you see is not covered in a black robe, some people might think they are still in Dongtian City.
Zhao Sheng was very familiar with the black market. After entering, he went straight to his destination without hesitation.
After walking along Corpse God Street for a while, Zhao Sheng slipped into a shop with the words "Yi Zhuang" written on its sign.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see rows and rows of coffins placed on the floor of the shop.
There are many styles of coffins, with countless strange runes engraved on the surface. There are black coffins, copper coffins, gold coffins, and at the deepest part there are two jade coffins carved from spirit stones.
Ding ding ding!
At this moment, the bronze bell hanging at the door of the shop suddenly shook, and then a lame old man came out from behind the shop.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, it's me." Zhao Sheng took a few steps closer and spoke.
When the lame old man heard Zhao Sheng's voice, his face suddenly darkened and he said impatiently, "So it's you! What kind of rubbish have you brought to fool me this time?"
"I made a mistake last time, but this time it's definitely not a fake!"
As he spoke, Zhao Sheng took out a roll of leather and threw it with his right hand.
The leather slowly flew in front of the other party and was grabbed by the lame old man.
When he opened it, the lame old man's eyes widened instantly and an excited expression appeared on his face.
The Seven-Aperture Soul-Sealing Nail is a magical tool of the corpse path, specially designed to seal souls and suppress corpses, and is often used to seal out-of-control zombies.
"What a good thing! I want it. What do you want to exchange it for?"
Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin should already know what I want."
The lame old man's face changed, and he immediately refused: "No! The corpse-controlling technique is a secret of our sect and cannot be passed on to outsiders."
"What if we add this fragment of 'The Art of Transforming Zombies'?" Zhao Sheng took out another booklet and waved it in front of him.
Speaking of it, this fragment of "The Art of Transforming Zombies" was obtained from the Three Immortals of Wushan many years ago. It has been of no use to me before.
Now using it to exchange for corpse control skills can be considered as making good use of waste.
But as soon as Zhao Sheng uttered the words "Zombie Transformation Technique", the lame old man's face changed drastically and an astonishing aura suddenly burst out from his body.
Late stage of foundation building!
Zhao Sheng was startled. He didn't expect that this lame old man was actually a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
He knew he had made a mistake and that the "Zombie Transformation Method" was far more valuable than he had imagined.
At this moment, the coffin in the shop suddenly began to vibrate continuously, and bursts of harsh scraping sounds came from inside.
Ding ding ding!
The bronze bell at the door suddenly rang without wind.
The lame old man suppressed his excitement and waved his hand, emitting black light that shot into the coffin.
Soon, all the coffins became quiet again.
"Give it to me!" said the lame old man with a serious expression.
Zhao Sheng took several steps back, retreating to the doorway. He said cautiously, "Fellow Daoist Lin, there's no point in me keeping this technique. A mere corpse-controlling technique can't possibly be exchanged for the 'Zombie Transformation Technique.'"
"It's just a fragment! It's not as important as you think." The lame old man sneered.
"In that case, we'll meet again!"
Having said that, Zhao Sheng didn't even ask for the scroll and just turned around and left.
"Wait!"
As expected, Zhao Sheng was stopped as soon as he stepped through the door.
"Friend Lin, is there anything else?"
Looking at the other party's expression as if he had taken control of him, the lame old man felt very aggrieved and wished he could turn the other party into a zombie.
"I will add a bronze-armored corpse whose combat power is not inferior to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator."
Zhao Sheng shook his head after hearing this and said very seriously, "I'm not interested in bronze-armored corpses, but I heard that your sect has a unique technique for resurrecting the dead."
"Humph, you're so bold as to ask for such a high price..."