Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

Chapter 35 Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple

In the old world.

Zhou Chen moved closer and carefully examined the cargo box.

Breakthrough Relic (Elementary): Twenty coins.

Three Treasures' Relics (Elementary): One Hundred Coins.

Unknown supernatural power relic (basic): 1,000 coins.

He recognized only three of the objects.

"Is the currency circulating in this world also gold and silver, just like in reality?" The thought had just surfaced when Zhou Chen suddenly remembered the Qingfu coins he had obtained after killing the plague monster.

With a thought, a ball of blue light appeared out of thin air in his hand, which was the blue coins he had collected over the past few days.

There are thirty in total.

"Only one breakthrough relic can be purchased."

He obtained the thirty Qingfu coins by killing nearly fifteen plague monsters.

If we calculate based on two Qingfu coins per Plague Monster, killing ten Plague Monsters is equivalent to one low-level breakthrough relic.

The Three Treasures' relics are much more valuable, comparable to the spoils of killing fifty plague monsters.

The artifacts possessed by supernatural powers were so expensive that Zhou Chen could hardly afford them.

The peddler, who had been standing silently beside the crates, saw Zhou Chen take out the coins and his eyes lit up. "This is your first time buying from us, so I can give you a discount."

With a wave of his hand, the contents of the cargo box suddenly changed.

Zhou Chen looked inside and saw that the items in the discounted box were priced at a full 20% off.

The peddler's rattle drum (striking the rattle drum will summon a peddler to sell his goods), originally priced at thirty coins, is now priced at six coins.

Incense (lighting incense in specific locations can restore one's spirit), originally priced at fifty coins, now priced at ten coins.

Guanxian Map (a map encompassing important buildings in Guanxian), originally priced at fifty coins, now priced at ten coins.

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The damaged Vajra Bracelet (only one percent of its power remains, but it is still incredibly powerful), originally priced at 10,000 coins, is now priced at 2,000 coins.

A hair from an unknown animal (a hair with magical properties, usable in any world), originally priced at 100,000 coins, now priced at 20,000 coins.

The further down Zhou Chen looked, the wider his eyes widened, as if he were Liu Grandma visiting the Grand View Garden in astonishment.

"Are there things in this world that can be brought to the outside world?" Zhou Chen was taken aback when he saw the description of a soft yellow hair in the cargo box.

But he only had thirty Qingfu coins, and even with discounts, the prices of the Vajra Bracelet and animal hair were still beyond his reach.

The incense that can restore one's spirit and the peddler's rattle drum in the cargo box are must-buys.

According to the description of the incense's effects, as long as one finds a place to burn incense, one can avoid the soul punishment that occurred when one dies in the old world.

It's practically like a resurrection item in a game; you absolutely must buy it.

This rattle drum also provides an opportunity to accumulate enough Qingfu coins to purchase supernatural relics, or even more powerful items.

After all, relying solely on luck, who knows when they'll be able to meet the peddler again.

However, this leaves only twelve Qingfu coins, making the selection of items extremely limited.

"Could this place be called Guanxian?" Zhou Chen asked while buying incense and a rattle drum.

The peddler accepted the money, his deathly gray eyes narrowing into slits.

Then, he tossed a few coins into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and showed a contented expression.

He hadn't tasted the flavor of these green coin coins for thousands of years.

The peddler, in a good mood, nodded when he heard Zhou Chen's question. "Yes, this place is called Guanxian, which is the fiefdom of that person."

"Which one? Who is it?" Zhou Chen asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the peddler rolled his eyes and glared at Zhou Chen, "Don't ask around, knowing too much won't do you any good."

Seeing the peddler's manner, Zhou Chen didn't press the matter. He pointed to the map and a pair of discounted beginner-level breakthrough relics, saying, "And these two more."

These past few days, he has been exploring the Taoist temple high up in the center of the city, but many days have passed and his progress has been very slow.

If there were a map, that would be even better.

Over time, Zhou Chen acquired a fragrant incense stick, a map, a rattle drum, and a relic from a breakthrough realm.

The price was that all the Qingfu coins he had accumulated since transmigrating were spent.

"Thank you for your patronage." The peddler sniffed, as if he could smell that the scent of the green coins on Zhou Chen had dissipated. He snapped the box shut, picked up his load, and disappeared without a trace.

After the peddler disappeared, the warm white relic from the broken realm was stored in the panel.

Including this one, Zhou Chen now has six breakthrough relics.

The proficiency level of Zhenyue Zhuang has also reached 23%.

Therefore, as long as I obtain another breakthrough artifact, coupled with my own diligent cultivation, I should be able to upgrade the Zhenyue Stake to the next level.

"Perhaps I'll be able to break through to the Body Refinement Realm then?"

Zhou Chen carefully put away the rattle drum and incense, and slowly unfolded the map of Guanxian County.

The map, made of some kind of animal hide, is drawn with lines of varying thickness; it must be the streets and alleys of Guanxian County.

Using these lines as a framework, various signs are scattered throughout, many of which still bear text.

In the center of the map stands a Taoist temple that is much larger than the surrounding landmarks.

Zhou Chen looked at the characters, which were not much different from those in the real world, and read them aloud, "Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Chen searched on the map for a long time before finally finding the location of the Xuanbing Martial Arts Hall on the edge of the map.

The Temple of the Howling Celestial Dog is not far from it.

Looking at the map, Zhou Chen had an idea. He took out a fragrant incense stick and measured the distance from the Xuanbing Martial Arts Hall to the Xiaotian Dog Temple.

Then, comparing the distance to the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple in the center of the map, it was more than ten times greater.

It would take him the time it takes to enter the old world to walk from the Howling Dog Temple to the Xuanbing Martial Arts Hall.

Based on this, it would take more than ten opportunities to enter the old world to get from this place to the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple.

This is assuming there were no obstacles along the way.

"First, we'll become stronger and see if there are any other save points along the way."

Soon, Zhou Chen found several marked locations along the route from the Xuanbing Martial Arts Hall to the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple.

"Guanxian Land God Temple"

Before Zhou Chen could ponder further, a thick white fog appeared.

Zhou Chen quickly grabbed the map and stuffed it into his clothes.

In an instant, Zhou Chen returned to the real world.

"Tomorrow, I will go and find that earth god temple."

Looking up at the sky, Zhou Chen spread his legs slightly apart, shoulder-width apart, about to assume the stance of the Zhenyue Pillar.

With just a few more points of proficiency and another breakthrough relic, I can add more points again.

Just then, a rapid bell rang out from afar, growing louder as it approached.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

At the door, there was a loud knocking, and someone was pounding on the door from the outside.

"Xiao Chen, open the door quickly! Those bandits from Black Wind Stronghold are here again!"

"It's Uncle Sun!" Zhou Chen ran to the door in a few steps and opened it.

Uncle Sun carried a yellow bow on his back, a quiver at his waist, and held Xiao Hua and Xiao Hu in his arms. Aunt Sun carried a sack on her shoulder, her eyes flashing with fear.

Black Wind Stronghold, a band of bandits who have been entrenched in this area for more than ten years.

In the hearts of the people of Cangsong Village, this was a figure far more terrifying than the tax official of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At least the tax officials wouldn't kill people; the worst that could happen if they couldn't pay their taxes was being sent to repair the canal.

But if captured by the Black Wind Stronghold bandits, the best-case scenario is that they will lose everything.

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