Ch 351: The Scroll Of Sheepskin
Walking forward.
Li Hanzhou, meanwhile, was looking around at the thick mist with wonder.
With his eyesight and knowledge, it was naturally not difficult to see that the mist permeating the entire Jinyuan City was not naturally formed, but rather man-made.
It should be a Great Formation laid down by the master of Jinyuan City according to the city’s range. Even the voice just now was not something special, but rather shouted by someone in Jinyuan City.
It’s just that he himself controlled the formation disk, and his aura gradually merged with the Great Formation, so it gave people the illusion of directly approaching the Esteemed Immortal Realm.
It looks quite intimidating, but in front of a true Expert, it can be seen through at a glance.
However, for those who are not very strong, or who do not understand formations, once they step into this formation, they will be like headless flies. If they are unlucky, they may starve to death in it.
Never mind that, this entire Jinyuan City is quite mysterious.
Li Hanzhou couldn’t help but feel a little excited.
Following the path revealed by the receding mist, Li Hanzhou and Luo Bailie and their party arrived at the Jinyuan City Gate.
At this moment, many people were already queuing up at the gate, like a long and mighty dragon.
The guards at the city gate had a nonchalant look. They only briefly checked the Token in the Approaching Person’s hand before letting them in.
In less than a minute, Li Hanzhou and Luo Bailie and the others successfully entered the city.
On the extremely wide streets, shops such as the Treasure Pavilion and Hundred Weapons Pavilion appeared on both sides like a hundred flowers vying for beauty.
People came and went on the streets, lingering in front of various shops, entering and exiting, extremely lively.
However, unlike the shops he had seen before, these shopkeepers were just lazily sitting in the shops. Seeing guests coming and going, they didn’t even bother to greet them.
And people seemed to be used to this, just choosing the things they liked on their own, and then going to ask the shopkeeper.
Li Hanzhou followed Luo Bailie to purchase the supplies needed for this trip, shuttling between various shops, and thus saw many novel things he had never seen before.
It can be said that what the Divine Palace doesn’t have, Jinyuan City has; what Great Zhou doesn’t have, Jinyuan City has; what both countries don’t have, Jinyuan City has them all.
In the blink of an eye, half a day passed, and all the necessary supplies were purchased.
Luo Bailie seized the opportunity and said, “Young Master, we still have plenty of time. Why don’t we accompany you to stroll around Jinyuan City?”
“Okay.”
Li Hanzhou nodded, strolling leisurely through the city. When he reached an extremely narrow alley, a series of enthusiastic shouts came into his ears.
“Don’t miss it if you pass by! This is the Demon Core of a Demon Venerable from Western Ting!”
“Guest, come and take a look! The Treasures in my hands are all made by top Spirit Treasure Masters. They are powerful and exquisitely made. You won’t find this anywhere else!”
“Look at this! This is the Sarira formed from the passing of a High Monk from the South Sea Tianlong Temple. If you refine it into a precious medicine, your Cultivation Level will definitely make a leap in the future!”
“…”
Li Hanzhou paused, turning to look back.
He saw many people squatting in the small alley. Their faces were covered with black cloth, only revealing a pair of eyes. Beside them was a piece of cloth spread on the ground, with many things placed on top.
Unlike the crowded streets, only a few people were pacing and examining the things in the alley.
Seeing this, Luo Bailie thought Li Hanzhou was moved by the words, and quickly explained, “Young Master, don’t listen to them boasting. The things on the ground are all fakes. The titles like Demon Venerable and Demon Core are all meant to deceive people.”
“To open a shop in Jinyuan City, the commission is frighteningly expensive. These people can’t afford the commission and can’t produce real goods, so they are making a fuss here to earn money from suckers. After all, no good person would hide their face to sell things. They are clearly afraid that customers will get angry after buying fakes and beat them up.”
“Oh?” Li Hanzhou said, “Doesn’t Jinyuan City manage this?”
“They did manage it before. However, a few years ago, someone actually picked up a bargain here and bought a real thing. As a result, many people followed suit and wanted to pick up bargains here, attracting a lot of customers to Jinyuan City. This place was then preserved as a unique feature by Jinyuan City.”
“But those who came were all impulsive. Until now, no one has encountered a single real thing, but instead bought a pile of fakes.”
At the end, Luo Bailie’s face was full of embarrassment: “To be honest, your subordinate was one of those suckers.”
Li Hanzhou naturally didn’t believe it.
Isn’t this just an antique market? He’s too familiar with it.
If the things these people were shouting about were real, Jinyuan City would have long been in chaos. The Sarira of a Tianlong Temple High Monk is not something ordinary people can possess.
Even if a real one appeared, once the news spread, with those Bald Donkeys’ tempers, they would have already come knocking.
“It’s fine, it’s good to go and take a look.”
Li Hanzhou said, and stepped into the alley, and Luo Bailie and the others could only follow closely behind.
As soon as they stepped into the alley, the stall owners inside, like cats that smelled blood, stared straight at Li Hanzhou.
“Guest, come and take a look here. You won’t regret it!”
“Guest, don’t believe him, he’s selling fakes, mine are genuine!”
Li Hanzhou ignored their calls, but approached the stalls one by one and looked at them, occasionally shaking his head and commenting.
“This Sarira isn’t realistic enough. I suggest you add some bone ash to it, the effect will be better.”
“Why is the Demon Core so dark? If you didn’t know better, you’d think you were making pills. Couldn’t it be a little more dazzling?”
“…”
Each stall owner’s eyes widened.
If it weren’t for Li Hanzhou’s brocade robe, which not everyone could afford, they would have thought that he was a competitor trying to sabotage them. But on second thought, what he said seemed to make sense.
Soon, Li Hanzhou came to a stall in the middle and looked at it casually.
Seeing this, the stall owner knew that this was probably a connoisseur, so he quickly changed his tune:
“Guest, although most of what I have here are fakes, some things I don’t even know if they are real or fake. What if you suddenly buy a real one?”
“That makes sense.”
Li Hanzhou nodded thoughtfully, pointing to a yellowish, slightly curved, and somewhat incomplete parchment scroll, and said, “I’ll buy this, how much is it?”
Seeing this, the stall owner’s face lit up. Afraid that Li Hanzhou would change his mind, he said with a pained expression, “This thing is a good item from the Western Ting Demon Race, impervious to fire and water!”
“Two hundred taels of silver, no haggling!”
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