Double it will be 20,000 spirit stones per piece.

Zhao Yang spent a hundred spirit stones to buy this piece of chalcedony.

Just this price, the meaning of Black Pond can be discussed.

According to him, he has not encountered those sects that have mastered the ice ore veins, otherwise the price would have been reduced by more than 30%.

This price, once you change the price, you will make a hundred times the profit...

Thinking of this, he threw a few other frost and snow lotus seeds over and said, "Prepare some spiritual medicines for me, and give some other alchemy medicinal materials."

Looking at the frost and snow lotus seeds in his hand, Yang Peng smiled from ear to ear: "Don't worry, General Zhao, I'll buy it for you now, it'll be fine soon."

This is the frost and snow lotus seed!

This thing is the most treasure for refining the top-grade realm-breaking elixir, but it usually grows in extremely cold places, and not many of them are produced in the entire Xizhou a year.

This one is worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

The key is that Zhao Yang takes action. He doesn’t lack this thing!

It turns out that there are extraordinary things in people!

Yang Peng flashed out of the secret realm, but after a moment he came to the secret realm again and handed a storage bag to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang's divine thoughts swept over, and it was filled with various spiritual medicines.

He nodded with satisfaction. Yang Peng is a businessman and has very good methods.

"The Dayu military, in addition to He Shuangchi, I will also arrange a few people to contact you." Putting away the storage bag in my hand, Zhao Yang looked at Yang Peng and said, "Not only Dayu, I will also arrange for Lingyun Sword Sect and Tianhuo Sect to contact you."

Yang Peng opened his mouth in horror, and then nodded silently.

He didn't know what Zhao Yang meant, but he didn't dare to ask!

The Western Yue Kingdom has basically been destroyed. Several major forces in the West Continent, Dayu is at its peak, and the Lingyun Sword Sect has also doubled its strength. Zhao Yang has already made many means to explore these two forces.

The Tianhuo Sect lost the great elder Tianhong Ancestor and his strength was greatly reduced. He could only guard his own mountain gate and was about to become a sixth-grade force. If he could help them, Zhao Yang would not mind helping him.

Changli Taoist Sect has always been low-key, and Zhao Yang doesn’t really know much about it at the moment.

Thinking of this, he said again: "Do you have business in Changli Dao Sect? If not, go and develop it."

He looked at Yang Peng who didn't dare to look up and said lightly: "Don't worry, you should know my details best. I have everything you want."

Everything you want!

How long has it been since that young monk had grown to this level!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Peng bowed and said, "Don't worry, General Zhao, Yang will live up to his mission."

Zhao Yang nodded and said, "What weapons did you use?"

weapon?

Yang Peng was stunned and immediately understood that Zhao Yang was going to give him benefits.

A top-grade magic weapon or a top-grade magic weapon?

As the shopkeeper of Changhe County, Fuhua Warehouse, he looked down on ordinary treasures, and at least he had to be at the top level of magic weapons to attract attention.

But since Zhao Yang spoke, he might be a top-quality magic weapon!

A top-quality magic weapon worth hundreds of thousands!

Even with an identity like Yang Peng, his heart was "gumbling".

"Yang used the flywheel." As he said that, he took out a dark golden flywheel.

This is a top-grade magic weapon.

As the shopkeeper of the warehouse, his combat power is not very strong, and this magic weapon is only for protection. If anything, he has several powerful guards.

"Flywheel," Zhao Yang checked it, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a large blue palm-slap flywheel appeared in his palm: "Is this one OK?"

"Materials, magic weapons!" Yang Peng shivered and stuttered.

"If it weren't for the magic weapon, would I be able to take it?" Zhao Yang smiled indifferently, threw the flywheel into Yang Peng's arms, and then waved his hand to make his figure fade away.

He can't bear to let the child go and can't trap the wolf. This Yang Peng has a very outstanding vision and hopes that he will not disappoint himself.

There are nearly 10,000 game login machines scattered in Xizhou, and Zhao Yang received countless connection prompts every day.

Taking advantage of this time, he turned into an NPC, searched for those who had good cultivation, and pulled a few into the game world, and then fooled it, leaving behind a fairy fate.

He no longer looked down on the treasures of experience brought to him by these people. What he wanted was to learn about the news about Xizhou, and to make random moves, leaving some foreshadowing.

After finishing these things, his body changed into an old man with white beards and fell into the world of origin of the ancient sword.

"Senior, have you seen my senior brother!"

As soon as he fell, he heard Zuo Ling'er's surprise cry.

"Haha, I fulfilled my mission." The kind-faced old man reached out and took out a golden alchemy from his sleeve.

This alchemy tripod is only the size of a fist, but it has a breath that makes people want to get close to and caress.

This is a top-grade magic weapon, but it was warmed by Zhao Yang with a primary soul crystal stone, not far from the real magic weapon.

"This is what that kid gave you, and he asked me to bring these to you." Zhao Yang handed over the spiritual medicine he had brought from Yang Peng and a handful of snow lotus seeds to Zuo Ling'er.

After reaching out to take the alchemy tripod and storage bag, Zuo Ling'er was extremely happy.

After putting away the snow lotus seeds one by one, Zuo Ling'er hurriedly said, "Senior, wait a moment."

After saying that, her figure flashed and disappeared. After a while, she came over with a pottery jar.

This clay pot looks just an ordinary jar, but its mouth is sealed by a piece of yellow talisman paper.

"Senior, this is the medicinal meal I made. I have already used talismans to seal the town, which can be guaranteed to last for a hundred days. Please give it to my senior brother."

Medicinal food? How long has it been since I had eaten the medicinal food made by the little girl?

Before he could see, Zhao Yang felt warm in his heart.

"senior?"

"Okay, then I'll hand it over for you." Zhao Yang took the pottery jar and looked at Zuo Ling'er. At this time, his sword intent had been perfected, and his cultivation was only a line away from foundation building. He should be consolidating now and there is no rush to break through.

The little girl grew up fast enough, Zhao Yang's figure flashed and disappeared from her original place.

"Senior Brother, no matter where you are, I will practice well and then go to find you." Seeing the old man in front of me disappear, Zuo Ling'er whispered to herself.

————————— “Master, according to the guidance, this place should be under the control of the Frost Snow Sword Academy. However, this Frost Snow Sword Academy is only an eighth-grade sect, and it seems that there is nothing special about it. It is far from the Cangyun Sword Academy.”

On a desolate ice field, the black pool pointed to the dark mountains in the distance and whispered.

Although the cultivation world does not attach great importance to origin, the upper limit of a eight-grade sect is also limited.

"Didn't you find out clearly? This Frost and Snow Sword Academy has been brilliant, but it's just now declining." Zhao Yang smiled indifferently, and broke the snow wolf under his crotch and ran away.

Hei Chi opened his mouth and hurriedly followed.

"boom--"

Before he could walk, a dark sword flew in front of him and was inserted in front of Xuelang.

"This is the territory of the Frost and Snow Sword Courtyard, and monsters are not allowed to enter."
Chapter completed!