Chapter 107: Windfall!

"Two thousand three hundred and forty spiritual stones, more than eight hundred broken spiritual stones. These three spiritual stones are quite different. The spiritual energy is obviously much richer. This should be the legendary middle-grade spiritual stone, right?"

"One middle-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to one hundred ordinary spiritual stones!"

"More than seven hundred talismans, thirty-two low-grade magic tools, fifteen middle-grade magic tools, three high-grade magic tools, and one top-grade magic tool!"

"Not counting all kinds of spiritual medicines, thirty-eight bottles of various elixirs, six first-level spiritual plant husband inheritances, three first-level talisman maker inheritances, one first-level array master inheritance, and one first-level middle-grade brewing secret recipe..."

"The rest of the sundries, such as refining materials, secret manuals, etc., the total value added up to more than... 10,000 spiritual stones!"

It's rich, it's rich, this time it's really rich!

Since he started cultivating immortals, Chen Changsheng has never seen such a huge fortune!

Of course, excluding the snake bead...

The value of the snake bead is not comparable to this pile of spiritual stones. Even if it is sold, it can be worth at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones!

However, before the foundation is established, the snake bead is the greatest guarantee of one's safety, and it is absolutely impossible to trade it.

Quickly pack up the things in the treasure pavilion. The market has begun to be in chaos. The Song family members are fighting desperately with the robbers and have no time to care about the security of the market. Many independent cultivators, three or five people, have begun to rob shops, and some people have taken advantage of the chaos to retaliate...

In short, at this time, Shouyang Mountain is a barrel of explosives, which may blow people to pieces at any time!

"Wan Gui, male, 84 years old, died after his internal organs were shattered by magic."

"Last wish: my son Wan Ming will be promoted to the level of a true person who builds his foundation!"

"Corpse evaluation: Extraordinary one star, reward three blood essence pills, ten magic pills!"

Poor parents, they can't let go of their sons even after death...

Go with peace of mind. If I can meet Wan Ming one day, I will definitely send him to see you, so that you don't have to worry about this unfilial son in the underworld...

"Shouyang Mountain is not a place to stay for a long time. It seems that it's time to change places to practice!"

Following the crowd of casual cultivators, Chen Changsheng quietly slipped away.

In addition to the Song family, Shouyang Mountain also has thousands of casual cultivators and merchants gathered. So many casual cultivators will not work for the Song family, so they will naturally fly away when the disaster comes.

And the robbers will not force them too much.

Although the casual cultivators are not very good, they are numerous after all. Once they arouse the will to resist, it will be troublesome.

Of course, if they have a chance to kill a casual cultivator, they will not let him go. After all, this is what the robber cultivators do...

In the empty space, the Song family's foundation-building cultivators, including the Golden Sword Patriarch, are fighting with the Pink Enchantress, Xue Rentu, the Black Skull Taoist Priest, and others. The aftermath of the spiritual weapons scattered randomly, forcing the casual cultivators below to dodge carefully. If they are not in time, they will be hit by the aftermath, which will cause serious injuries or even death. This is the strength of the foundation-building real person!

"I don't know if I will encounter the Black and White Evils... It's best not to encounter them for the time being. The robber cultivators are powerful. If they are entangled, it will be troublesome!" Chen Changsheng said to himself as he ran away.

However, a few dozen meters ahead, a female corpse was lying on the ground, with blood all over the ground...

In such a big battle, almost no one cared about collecting corpses. After killing someone, they would first clean up the things and then move on to the next one. Even the mana of a fireball spell would not be wasted on the dead, but this was Chen Changsheng's attitude...

"An Yunfang, female, 32 years old, died from a magic weapon piercing her abdomen!"

"Last wish: my husband Wang Jie can escape!"

"Corpse collection reward: five super-grade blood essence pills and four mana pills!"

There were only four mana pills, and An Yunfang's strength was at most the fourth level of Qi training.

In troubled times, people's reputations are worthless. With the strength of the fourth level of Qi training, it is difficult to protect oneself...

"I hope your husband can really escape..." Chen Changsheng said softly, and flicked his finger. A fireball fell and instantly burned the body to ashes...

"Hehe, fellow Taoist is so kind-hearted. Today, we brothers are merciful. As long as you throw the storage bag on your waist over, we brothers will spare your life. How about it?"

At this moment, two figures appeared in front of Chen Changsheng, staring at Chen Changsheng's storage bag with burning eyes.

"You are also robbery cultivators?" Chen Changsheng frowned.

These two guys can also be called robbery cultivators?

The cultivation of the third level of Qi training can also be robbery cultivators?

"Who said that casual cultivators can't temporarily act as robbery cultivators? Stop talking nonsense, throw the storage bag over!" One of them said coldly.

"You are only at the third level of Qi training, and you dare to act as a robber?" Chen Changsheng laughed in anger...

"Why are you pretending to be so arrogant? Aren't you also at the third level of Qi training? With two against one, what can I do if I rob you?" said another person.

"Third level of Qi training..."

Chen Changsheng was startled when he heard this. He habitually used the breath-suppression method. In order not to attract attention, he even hid his cultivation level as the third level of Qi training...

"Die!"

The two men clumsily pinched the sword formula and controlled the two bumpy flying swords...

"I didn't want to kill you, but who told you to die..."

Chen Changsheng sighed lightly, and then pointed. The vines on the ground suddenly grew, trapping the two people in it, and then a flying sword hovered in the air and instantly took off the heads of the two people...

"Why force me?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head lightly, and didn't even pick up the two flying swords that fell on the ground, and went directly to collect the bodies...

Those two pitiful flying swords were just as good as the one Chen Changsheng got from Zhou Cong. For Chen Changsheng, who had just made a fortune, they were really not worth mentioning...

"Zheng Hu, male, 34 years old, was beheaded and died!"

"Last wish: to have endless spiritual stones!"

"Corpse evaluation: Extraordinary one star, reward five Extraordinary Essence Blood Pills, three Mana Pills."

"Zheng Xiong, male, 34 years old, was beheaded and died!"

"Last wish: to have endless spiritual stones!"

"Corpse evaluation: Extraordinary one star, reward five Extraordinary Essence Blood Pills, three Mana Pills."

These two brothers...

Looking at their faces, if nothing unexpected happens, they should be twin brothers, with a rapport, and even their last wishes after death are so similar...

Endless spiritual stones?

Damn, I also want to have endless spiritual stones.

But is this possible?

Although Chen Changsheng made a fortune at the Treasure Pavilion, it was only enough to cover his expenses for a short period of time. Apart from other things, when he cultivated to the ninth level of Qi training and prepared for the foundation building, unless he was really penniless and risked his life for that extremely small chance, he had to prepare a foundation building spiritual object for himself, right?

The price of foundation building spiritual objects ranged from five or six thousand spirit stones to tens of thousands depending on the effect!

If he was preparing for the foundation building pill, these spirit stones would be far from enough...

The market price of the foundation building pill was 30,000 per pill, which was more expensive than the price of the third-level pills used by many Jindan ancestors, but it was in short supply. At the auction, not to mention 30,000, even doubling the price was common!

The road to immortal cultivation was full of ups and downs, and spirit stones were never enough...