Chapter 437 Lack of Resources, Meaning of Experience

Song Qi's eyes were full of shock, he swallowed with difficulty, and secretly said: "He really is the existence of Yuan Wu's later stage."

The fear of the young man in front of him was even deeper, and he thought to himself: "And it is definitely not an ordinary late-stage Yuan Wu. If an ordinary late-stage Yuan Wu wants to kill this crimson poisonous scorpion, it is absolutely impossible to kill this crimson poisonous scorpion with a single sword. What's more, he has a broken arm, only ten At the age of six or seven, how could there be such a terrifying genius in Xuanye Continent?"

Song Qi had mixed feelings, looking at the crimson poisonous scorpion that was chopped and exploded, flying over, he said distressedly: "Oh, it exploded, and it won't sell for much."

Yang Qingxuan frowned when he heard that he couldn't sell for money, and said, "Why didn't you make it clear before?"

"This……"

Song Qi felt that he was wronged. Before, he thought it would be good to win, but he never thought about winning decently and keeping the whole body.

He carefully glanced at Yang Qingxuan's expression, and said: "However, this wild pill that has gathered a lot of barrenness, as well as these broken shells and poisonous scorpion tail needles are all very valuable. This pile of corpses can also Sell ​​30,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

Song Qifei fell down, carefully cleaned up the remains, dug out a brown inner alchemy from the scorpion's head, and said happily, "Fortunately, this thing is not broken." He took out a jade box, and carefully put the wild alchemy into it.

Then he began to process those broken shells, tail needles, venom, etc., while explaining: "The crimson poisonous scorpion is the most common wild beast in the ancient battlefield of Xutian, and all chambers of commerce will buy its corpse, and this wild pill, Basically, it is hard currency. The wild pill in the middle stage of Yuanwu is 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

He paused, smiled wryly, and said: "If it is out of the Xutian Ancient Battlefield, this barren pill can sell 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones in any chamber of commerce."

Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "Why is it so dark, so no one cares?"

"Care?" Song Qibai glanced at him, and said: "We can't blame these chambers of commerce for being black. If you want to open a store in Xutian City, you have to pay hundreds of millions of spirit stones to the Central World every year. The interests of the chamber of commerce are obtained here. Protected by Xutian City."

Yang Qingxuan was speechless immediately, and immediately understood that this was a profit transmission system of layer-by-layer exploitation, like a food chain, where big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp. The original Wujing is under this interest chain, and it is shrimp, so he can only accept his fate.

After Song Qi finished disposing of the remains of the poisonous scorpion, he began to dispose of the unrecognizable corpse, which was not only severely corroded by gastric juice, but also had extremely strong toxins on it. Song Qi didn't dare to touch it with his hands, but took out a sword and took off all the valuable things from the corpse.

Song Qi suddenly slashed across a storage ring with his sword. With a bang, the ring exploded and the contents fell to the ground. There are spirit stones, weapons, armor, clothes, materials, stones, etc., which are very messy.

There are brand marks of the original owner on the storage elements, and it is difficult for outsiders to open them. They can only erase the brand marks with extremely strong spiritual thoughts, or use this method of forcibly exploding them.

Yang Qingxuan saw Song Qibang's appearance of being familiar with the ring, and knew that he must have done this kind of thing a lot.

But in this harsh environment, resources are extremely scarce. If you want to impact the situation as soon as possible, or even just survive, you have to give up many principles, and even use unscrupulous means.

"The teleporter is here."

Song Qi let out a cry of surprise, and took out a jade tablet from the pile of things and gave it to Yang Qingxuan.

The jade tablet was about the size of a palm, with simple patterns engraved on it, pouring true energy into it, and immediately a hexagonal formation emerged, and two large characters appeared: Luo Fei, it should be the name of this corpse during his lifetime .

Song Qi said with a smile: "From now on, you will live in Xutian City under Luo Fei's name. In the future, if you have a chance, find a way to make up your own teleportation talisman."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and put away the teleportation talisman.

Song Qi cleaned up the scattered things, divided them into several piles on the ground, and said, "Brother Qingxuan, let's see how to divide them."

Yang Qingxuan glanced at it, and said lightly: "These garbage are not worth a lot of money, and the storage bag you put away, is it going to be taken out and divided?"

Song Qi was startled, his face changed slightly, and then he smiled awkwardly a few times, and said bitterly: "Brother Qingxuan really has good eyesight, you can't hide anything from you."

He took out a navy blue storage bag, which he took off from Luo Fei's body. He thought he was hiding it without anyone noticing it, but Yang Qingxuan had noticed it long ago.

Split the storage bag, and there are more than 10,000 spirit stones scattered all over the ground.

Yang Qingxuan collected 7,000 yuan calmly, and picked some valuable stones, materials, etc. from the previous items, took almost half of it, and stopped.

Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: "This person is quite loyal and worth making friends with. Otherwise, with his strength, even if I take some more, or even take them all away, I have nothing to do."

At that moment, Song Qi put away all the remaining items, even those clothes, clear water, and ordinary swords and armors, all of them were put away.

Yang Qingxuan's heart jumped when he saw it, and he thought to himself: "Could it be that Xutian City's supplies are so scarce that even these garbage are needed?"

He guessed rightly, everything in Xutian City needs Lingshi to buy, even a piece of clothing costs hundreds or even thousands of times the price outside.

Song Qi said with satisfaction: "Finally, this trip was not in vain. These resources are enough for me to practice for two months. Let's go back and come out to make money after two months."

Yang Qingxuan asked puzzledly: "Why don't you kill more desolate beasts at a time and go back, come out every two months, wouldn't it delay your cultivation?"

Song Qi said bitterly: "It's true that a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. Do you think everyone is like you, and it only takes one sword to kill a four-eyed crimson poisonous scorpion? For us, killing a crimson poisonous scorpion is a very dangerous thing. If there is no The spirit stone is gone, and I won't come out to take risks. Every time I go out of the city, I try my best to raise my strength to the peak, but even so, there are still a lot of experienced children who died in this desert."

Luo Fei's body was still lying there quietly, as if he deliberately confirmed Song Qi's words, but it was quickly buried by quicksand, and there was no trace of this person in the world anymore.

Song Qi sighed and said, "Let's go." There was indescribable sadness in his tone.

But my generation's cultivation is to go against the sky, and no one knows whether he will be alive in the next moment.

Yang Qingxuan also finally understood why this place of experience is to kill one's life and become benevolent.

The meaning of this experience is to put them to death and to be born later. A large number of sects put excellent children into this ancient battlefield. Even if nine out of ten die, as long as one survives, they will become the mainstay and backbone of the sect after they go out. .

The two were about to leave when Yang Qingxuan stopped suddenly, his face changed slightly, and with a grasp of his left hand, Dou Guishen immediately fell into his hand, and he slashed into the yellow sand with one sword!

"Boom!"

The sharp sword energy hit the sand, and there was a huge explosion, shaking the boundless sand, spinning continuously in the air, turning into a sand pillar, and shooting into the sky.

Afterwards, yellow sand continued to explode beside the two of them, and pillars of sand shot up into the sky, dancing like long snakes, criss-crossing in the sky.