40,000 Years of Cultivation

The food street is crowded with people, and the toilet environment is very bad and smelly.

Li Yao pinched his nose and opened a squat compartment. Sure enough, behind the compartment door, he found dozens of dense messages.

"Are you lonely, do you long for it, are you lonely and sleepless in the long night? Contact Linghe Biography number 3877134, the magic sect demon girl, the Buddhist saint, the beautiful sword repair... dozens of beautiful ladies are at your disposal, the long night No matter how hard it is!"

"It specializes in selling all kinds of second-hand high-end shuttle cars, the car is in first-class condition, the price is low, and there is no accident. The Linghe biography number is 893764."

"7734982, hundreds of retired special forces, more than a dozen cultivators in the Qi-refining period, specialize in helping you solve any ‘trouble’!" The word "trouble" is written in red pen with a skull and crossbones painted on the back.

Li Yao looked at ten lines and searched all the way, and quickly found the information he needed.

"Specially for a variety of strengthening medicines, cheap, stable, and low side effects. Scan the magic talisman for details."

Behind this message was printed a complex, mysterious and intricate magic talisman composed of silver threads.

Li Yao took out a miniature portable crystal brain from his pocket and activated the scanning function. A blue light swept across the magic talisman, and a page popped up from the crystal brain light curtain, but it was in the "free exchange zone" in the local forum of Floating City. A post.

This post lists hundreds of different potentiating agents, and also details the prices, effects, side effects, and how to take them.

"Strengthening potions" is just a general term. Basically, every sect or even every practitioner with a little knowledge of refining medicine will try to refine unique potions.

According to the difference in raw materials and refining methods, each fortifying agent also has different effects.

Some can increase spiritual root development and strengthen the body; some can burn life in an instant and increase combat power; some can nourish cells, maintain vitality, and prolong life; some can make people vigorous and vigorous.

After hundreds of years of development, the major factions have launched tens of thousands of relatively safe, stable and effective potentiation agents, but the prices are very high, and the average civilian class simply cannot afford long-term consumption.

This is an extremely large market, and naturally, some people want to counterfeit potentiating agents.

After hundreds of years of continuous experimentation, the first imitation potion finally appeared in a small town called "Hill Dragon Mountain Village" on the southern border of the Federation.

This is a matter of cutting off people's money. The imitators dare not make a name for the strengthening potions, so they simply label it as a "cottage school" product!

With the continuous expansion of the horned dragon cottage, it has transformed from a border town into the first chaotic city in the Federation with a population of tens of millions. The word "the impossible place" and the word "cottage" have also become the exclusive name of counterfeit goods.

What Li Yao plans to buy is a copy of a well-known intensive medicine for college entrance examinations for teenagers.

Most of these counterfeit medicines are illegally refined in small workshops, and the quality is extremely unstable. You must find a more reliable seller.

Li Yao is not busy checking the details of the medicine, first pull the post to the bottom and browse the comments of netizens.

He found that netizens' evaluation of this pharmaceutical supplier was fairly good, and it didn't look like it was self-proclaimed, and the address provided by the merchant was still a regular address with a house number.

The credibility of this kind of business is much higher than that of a mobile hawker who takes a shot and changes a place.

He entered this address into "Vientiane Search" again, but no negative news was found.

Only then did I relax my mind, search for the varieties I need, and quickly find relevant information.

Some surprises, the price given by this shop is about 5% higher than the average copycat products, but the boss said that the raw materials he used are exactly the same as the original products, the refining process is also very standardized, and the refined fortified medicines are extremely pure High, basically no side effects.

After weighing it up, Li Yao contacted the boss through Linghe Chuanshu: "I want a hundred "Tianjiao Road" intensive medicine for college entrance examination, is there any in stock?"

"Yes, I'm in the store and can trade at any time." The amount of this business is not small, and the boss quickly responded.

"Okay, I'll come right now."

Li Yao closed the brain, thought for a while, took out a pen, and barely inserted a paragraph in the crooked information gap.

"Chixiao sent a retired senior craftsman to use his waste heat and bring more than ten elite disciples to specialize in all kinds of flying swords, magic weapons, and shuttle cars. The price is affordable and can be repaired."

He left his own work-specific Linghe number behind, thinking that if there is a fat sheep coming, he can let Lao Wang play the role of "the retired senior master craftsman of the Chixiao Sect" and kill him severely.

Clapping his hands with satisfaction, Li Yao walked out of the public toilet.

The address left by the shopkeeper was separated by four areas from the food street, about Wuli Road, and Li Yao quickened his pace.

When passing through two areas, he found an "automatic charm vending machine" on the corner of the street.

This is a very common convenience facility, which stores hundreds of cheaper and commonly used charms, which can be sold by self-service for the convenience of the citizens.

Li Yao moved in his heart, took out three coins from his pocket, stuffed them into the coin-swallowing port of the vending machine, tapped with his finger, and selected the "face tattoo".

The vending machine vibrated at high speed for two seconds, and a piece of things dropped lightly from the "outlet" below.

Tear open the package, it is a sticky mask with dozens of runes engraved on it, winding down, intertwined into a bunch of magnificent patterns.

Putting the mask on his face, accompanied by a "chittering" sound, Li Yao felt his facial muscles contract and tugged. He approached the glass window of the roadside shop and saw that his face was covered with spider-like weird patterns. Even if the best friend Meng Jiang stood in front of him, I was afraid that he would not be able to recognize his sacredness.

The underground ghost city is a mixture of fish and dragons. It is the first time that Li Yao has dealt with this medicine supplier. He didn't know the details of the other party, so he had to be cautious and change his face.

In this way, in case there is any conflict between the two sides, it will be a big deal and leave, simply and neatly, without leaving the tail.

This kind of "face tattoo" gives birth to a unique pattern on the face. Depending on the usage environment, the effect can last for about ten hours. It is a popular charm in the underground ghost market.

Especially when doing gray trades, almost everyone has one, so Li Yao is not afraid that the pharmacy boss will be suspicious.

The 63rd district is the spiritual energy supply area of ​​the underground ghost city, responsible for providing a steady stream of spiritual power for the ventilation ducts and infrastructure of the entire underground fortress.

There are not many pedestrians here, the passages are narrow, and there are thick and criss-crossed pipes all around, like thousands of metal snakes entrenched. Because of disrepair, many pipes are rusty, and steam is sprayed from the joints.

In the gloomy metal corridor, half of the spar spirit lamp was broken, and the remaining half was also dimmed from time to time, with the light flickering and flickering.

At the deepest part of the tunnel, a narrow iron door was half open. The door was branded with a black wolf with teeth and claws. A **** army thorn was inserted on the head of the black wolf. The iron door was welded into four pieces with iron bars. Fang Fangzheng's words:

"The army kills the wolf!"

From inside, there was violent shouts, "popping" sounds, the smell of rust, and the strong smell of male sweat.

This is a training hall.