Jiang Lian found it interesting.

The hidden strength of the Southern Territory should be much stronger than what is shown on the surface.

There should be extremely powerful beings inside those hidden doors, but Jiang Lian doesn't know much about them yet.

In fact, the Hidden Sect has been developing secretly for a long time, and most of them are pretty good, but their numbers are declining.

Jiang Lian's information on this aspect is pitiful, because he rarely pays attention to the Hidden Sect, even the Hidden Sect in the Eastern Region.

The Hidden Sect in the Eastern Region has never been able to make waves. If it wants to rise, many sects and holy places will not agree.

Therefore, there is always information, and as long as there are no big moves or big abnormalities, he won't care at all.

As for the Southern Region, the Yinmen and Immortal Cultivation Families here are much more powerful.

However, Jiang Lian usually doesn't think anything is wrong.

Hidden door, hidden door is hidden door. It is not easy to step out and stand under the sun to establish a sect.

What's more, since the wells in the Eastern Region and the Southern Region do not interfere with the river water, there is no need to pay attention to this side.

Now, I'm just a little interested, but I don't want to investigate anything.

The sense of crisis can be found in any region, and it will always exist.

However, one cannot be unreasonable just because of the sense of crisis. The Southern Territory still has too much time to take care of itself, and these hidden doors have been stepped on by the monsters countless times, so their power is not ridiculously strong.

Jiang Lian was thinking with deep eyes.

It wasn't until a figure walked over that he focused again on the person in front of him.

This is a middle-aged man wearing python skin, carrying a big knife stained with fresh blood on his shoulder. He must have just returned from hunting in the mountains. A small group of people are even watching the joke with relish. They are obviously related to this man.

People are all on the same journey.

Jiang Lian also took a special look at the badge on his shoulder. This was the deputy leader of a small mercenary group.

The strength is average, around the middle stage of Golden Elixir.

However, he walks like a dragon and a tiger. It seems that the real strength lies above the realm.

In addition, he is also a practitioner, which here refers to practicing external skills.

"The nine-tailed civet cat on your shoulder is nice. Please give me a price." The middle-aged man slapped the long blood-colored knife on the table and said.

Laughter came from beside him, "If you like someone else's cat, you have to be able to afford it."

"Isn't this Li Dao from the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group? With his temper, if he offends some big shot that he can't afford to offend, he might die without even knowing how he died."

Someone sneered, "Would a big shot come to a small wine shop like this?"

"The bloodline of this nine-tailed civet should be extremely pure. The rags this young man is wearing must have been picked up by luck."

When Jiang Lian heard this, he took a look at his own clothes, and then his expression paused.

Well, he was indeed wearing rags.

The clothes he wore were the ones he wore a hundred years ago. At that time, he probably had not yet joined the Nine Mysterious Sect.

Since then, it has been the sect's clothing, including the clothes in his storage ring, which are almost all Jiu Xuan Sect's clothing, the kind that can easily be recognized as a member of the Jiu Xuan Sect.

In fact, he is not that strict about the conditions for clothing. He has worn a piece of clothing made by the Jiuxuanmen headmaster customized by the Weapon Refining Sect for decades.

This piece of clothing was finally found. It does not bear the imprint of Jiuxuanmen, it is just a piece of clothing from a secular dynasty.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, does this mean that they are weak and can be bullied?

However, Jiang Lian somewhat understood the temperament of these mercenaries.

Maybe he really wanted the nine-tailed civet, and he didn't have any serious ill intentions.

The shopkeeper on the side saw this and immediately came over to smooth things over.

"Captain Li, look, my shop is also a small business. If you want to fight, go out and fight. Don't start a fight in my shop. You also know that my shop is owned by Captain Hu."

Covered."

After hearing this, Li Dao's face twitched slightly, as if he was afraid.

Jiang Lian ignored the store owner's intention.

He glanced at Bai Zun on his shoulder, looking thoughtful.

Then he said with an embarrassed look, "If you are really interested in it, let's sell you 50 million spiritual stones for a cheaper price."

Well, one divine transformation stage is worth about 20 million spiritual stones.

Cat.

It still seems to be of great value.

The nine tails can be made into a scarf, the precious bones can be made into a spiritual weapon, and the two eyes can be used as night pearls or formation sources on the spiritual weapon. Each one is worth five million.

If each part is calculated as 10 million, it would be almost 50 million.

This is the normal price.

This is already a fire sale. If the starting price is paid, Jiang Lian might really consider it. After all, the sect is quite short of spiritual stones now.

"Low-grade spiritual stone?" Li Dao frowned.

Fifty million low-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to 500,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, which is reasonable, but even these, he can't take out.

Jiang Lian glanced at him in surprise. Aren't the universal units of measurement using medium-grade spiritual stones?

However, I felt relieved when I thought that this person's strength might not be that high. I just reminded him patiently, "Mid-grade spiritual stone."

"You dare to play tricks on me?" Li Dao suddenly became furious.

Jiang Lian sighed softly.

Is he serious?
Chapter completed!