Chapter 382: Accident at Huadaomen
"This thing is so valuable?" Luo Zhen was slightly surprised.
A value of 10 million doesn't seem to be much, but it depends on what it is.
Spirit stones are divided into low-quality, medium-quality, high-quality and top-quality. If it is a top-quality spirit stone of ten million, it is indeed a very rich fortune.
It was so generous that Luo Zhen wanted to sell the fragments in his hand.
Qijie smiled and said, "This is nothing, because there are more treasures in the Demon Suppression Valley, and many of them are things that cannot be bought outside, especially some treasures that can make people break through the realm."
"It is precisely because of this that the price of fragments is so high. After all, the path of cultivation for most people is extremely difficult. It is not like you and I say that you can get promoted if you and I do."
Luo Zhen nodded, and he agreed with Qijie's words very much.
He has a system in his arms, and the Seven Rings have something to do with the spiritual world, and it is very special. However, others do not have these plug-ins, so they can only practice little by little and work hard to hit the bottleneck.
The best examples are the leaders of the three major forces in Cangzhou, the old monk Ku Chan, Mu Qinglei, and the dead Liu Batian.
It is said that they have been stuck in the third level of the Venerable Level for more than 400 years.
Only Liu Batian's qualifications were stronger. It took more than four hundred years to finally be promoted from the third level to the fourth level.
This shows how difficult it is to practice.
Moreover, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to practice, so the treasure that can break through the bottleneck is naturally the more important it is.
Especially for those practitioners whose lives are about to come to an end, they will use their lives to grab and fight for anything that can help them break through the realm.
The Venerable-level strongman cannot live forever. Generally speaking, the lifespan of the Venerable-level first-level heaven is about 1,000 years.
And every time you advance to a small realm, you can live for about 100 years.
Luo Zhen wanted to speak, but suddenly felt something and took out something from his arms.
This is the messaging symbol of the Huadao Gate.
Basically, all disciples of major forces will get a unique messenger talisman of their own sect before going out for a trip.
The purpose is that if something big happens to the sect, the disciples who go out can sense it in time and return to the sect as quickly as possible.
However, the messenger symbol is generally not activated unless something major happened to the sect.
At this time, the messaging talisman in Luo Zhen's hand was trembling violently, which meant that something happened to the sword-making sect.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, something big happened to you in the Sword Sect." Qi Jie said slowly.
Luo Zhen is not from Moyun Mountain, but a disciple of the Huadao Sect in Qingzhou next door. This incident had already spread in Cangzhou, and Qijie naturally knew Luo Zhen's origin.
"Yes." Luo Zhen nodded, then put away the messaging talisman.
"Aren't you going back now?" Qi Jie smiled, "The messaging talisman is usually not triggered at will. It is very likely that your sword-waving sect has already fought with the Huoyang Sect and a sect war broke out."
"Haha, I heard that your Huadao Sect and the Huoyang Sect have long disliked each other and want to destroy each other."
Luo Zhen smiled casually, "Even if a sect war breaks out, it's nothing. The battle between the sects, unless the difference between the two is too big, will last for several years, even decades or even hundreds of years. It's nothing if I go back later."
"That's true." Qi Jie nodded.
Everyone is at the same level of force, and it is not that simple to decide the winner.
Unless it is like Luo Zhen killing Liu Batian in one second, the war between the sects with comparable strength will only fall into a long war of attrition.
"Tell me about the Demon Suppression Valley," Luo Zhen said, "When will the Demon Suppression Valley be opened? How many people can enter at a time? And, what treasures are there?"
"Fellow Daoist Luo, you have three questions," Qijie said with a smile, "Then I will answer them one by one."
"The first question is that the time when the Demon Valley opens is usually in autumn every year. It is already early autumn now, so it should take less than a month to be the day when the Demon Valley opens."
"The second question is that you can enter as long as you have chessboard fragments. This is unlimited. However, after hundreds or even thousands of years, there may be less than fifty chessboard fragments circulating among practitioners."
"And many people have more than one fragment, such as me, I have many fragments. This leads to even fewer people who can enter the Demon Suppression Valley."
"Also, although many people have fragments in their hands, they don't go in. For example, Liu Batian from the Dragon Slaying City, I remember that I didn't meet him when the Demon Suppression Valley opened last year."
"Wait," Luo Zhen interrupted Qijie and asked, "Since Liu Batian has fragments, why didn't he go in to explore the treasure?"
"Maybe it's because of fear," Qijie said frankly, "Although Liu Batian is a powerful venerable, he still can't deal with some dangers in the Demon Suppression Valley, so he didn't go in."
"In fact, this is also the reason why many people sell the fragments after getting them. Instead of being in danger in the Demon Suppression Valley, it is better to sell them directly in exchange for a large sum of top-quality spirit stones."
Luo Zhen nodded slightly and asked again, "I heard you just said that you seemed to have entered the Demon Suppression Valley last year? At that time, you were still in the imperial level. Even Liu Batian dared to enter the Demon Suppression Valley. At that time, you, a royal monk, dared to enter?"
Qijie smiled slightly and did not answer this question.
Luo Zhen frowned.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, I will answer your last question," Qijie said with a smile, "The last question is, what treasures are there in the Demon Suppressing Valley?"
"The answer to this question is very broad. I can only say that there are too many good things in it. For example, the secrets of practice, the masterless spiritual weapon, the holy medicine that can make people enhance their realm out of thin air, the divine water that has been transformed, etc., everything is available."
Luo Zhen and Qijie talked about it for a while, and then Luo Zhen said goodbye and left.
Before leaving, Luo Zhen promised to return to the Great Buddha Temple within one month and go to the Demon Suppression Valley with him.
A light of escape travels between heaven and earth, and Luo Zhen is thinking in the light of escape.
"I have fragments in my hand, so it's okay to go to the Demon Suppression Valley, but Qijie must be weird. Be careful of this!" Luo Zhen thought to himself,
"This guy Qijie actually entered the Demon Suppression Valley when he was still at the imperial level last year. Even Liu Batian dared not enter that place. He actually went in and walked out alive."
"If there is no trick in this, I definitely don't believe it!"
"Demon Suppression Valley, Demon Suppression Valley... Hiss, that place is called Demon Suppression Valley, and Qijie is a demon clan again, should it be..."
Luo Zhen suddenly had a bold guess.
At this moment, the spiritual beast bag on his waist suddenly trembled.
Luo Zhen felt his thoughts and found that the Taixuan Demon Mosquito was about to swallow each other again.
Pressing the escape light, Luo Zhen stopped at an Wuming Mountain, then swung his sleeves, and the dark Xinggang sword shot out, and quickly shot out a cave on the abdomen of Wuming Mountain.
Then Luo Zhen sacrificed the four heavenly flags, and the four heavenly flags escaped into the voids in the east, west, south, and north, forming a super defensive formation.
Walking into the cave, Luo Zhen opened the spiritual beast bag and released the Taixuan Demon Momo.
At this time, the Taixuan Demons all emitted a rich blood light, filled with violent auras. As soon as they came out, they bit and swallowed each other, almost falling into a state of madness.
This is a sign of advanced mating.
Luo Zhen waited patiently. After about a quarter of an hour, only two of the ten Taixuan Demon Demons were left.
As usual, it is one male and one female.
This is almost a rule engraved in the genes of the demon beetle. Every time they devour each other, one male and one female will definitely be left behind. The purpose is to continue laying eggs and continue the development of the ethnic group.
Two demons, one male and one female, flew into the spirit beast bag and began to mate.
After confirming that the demon mox has returned to normal, Luo Zhen put away the four-sided sky-scene flag and continued to go to Qingzhou Huadao Sect.
The messenger talisman in his arms trembled even more violently, which meant that the knife-making gate was in a more critical state.
"Is it really a fight with the Huoyang Sect?" Luo Zhen said suspiciously, "Even if the fight starts, I wouldn't be so eager to summon the disciples outside. Could it be that the sect was at a disadvantage?"
While thinking, Luo Zhen accelerated his journey.
Cangzhou was originally next to Qingzhou, and Luo Zhen was already a Venerable-level powerhouse and was extremely fast. Therefore, it didn't take long for Luo Zhen to enter the Qingzhou territory.
At this time, he was about three hundred miles away from the Blade Mountain Blade Sect.
Although it was so far away, Luo Zhen smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.
And the smell of blood came from the direction of the Huadao Gate!
Chapter completed!