Chapter 12 - I Am Really Not The Great Demon King - NovelsTime

I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Chapter 12

Author: gong zi xiang shui
updatedAt: 2025-05-02

On the other hand, just as the girl in purple said, Li Qi''s injury seems serious, but it''s not as terrible as it seems.

    Under the treatment of Zhang Heng at all costs, only two days later, Li Qi has become lively again.

    Only the trampled hands can''t exert too much force for the time being.

    And his new teeth are just born now. He can''t eat too hard and simple food. He can only drink porridge for six consecutive meals. He can''t match dishes, so he can only drink white porridge.

    Finally, Li Qi, who was so quiet and a good boy, could not help but Tucao make complaints about the birds coming out of his mouth.

    By now, Li Qi can continue to practice.

    Zhang Heng was relieved and prepared to improve his strength again before the freshman trial, strive to become the top ten in the freshman trial, and be promoted to an external disciple at one stroke, leaving this broken place where the environment is bad and birds don''t shit.

    "Next, if I want to improve my strength, I have to go to the periphery of the West River Valley for experience."

    "But before I go to practice, I have to deal with the booty I got in the West River Valley last time. It''s a good choice to leave what''s useful and replace what''s useless with Yiqi pill."

    "By the way, there is also the Ruyi blade of the first grade yellow. Now it has been scrapped. I also need to replace it with a new yuan soldier."

    "I still have two yellow top-grade yuan soldiers'' long swords. I don''t know whether a yellow top-grade yuan soldier is enough to exchange for a yellow top-grade long gun."

    "Anyway, it seems that I must go to Yongyi hall now."

    A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Heng appeared in front of the Yongyi hall on the west side of the college.

    Unlike other pavilions, Yongyi hall is a triple start, and there are not a few seven and nine.

    Yongyi hall has only one floor, but it covers an extremely large area.

    The whole Yongyi hall is a huge hall.

    The hall has its own exchange institution.

    However, the exchange agency accounts for less than one tenth of the area of the hall.

    Other areas are occupied by small stalls of the size of the abbot.

    Behind the small booth, there are senior brothers and sisters sitting or standing behind, cheering and Hawking enthusiastically to greet passers-by.

    After stepping into the Yongyi hall and checking the surrounding stalls, senior brothers and sisters who worked hard shouted. If they didn''t look at all kinds of natural and earth treasures and brave cultivation objects placed on the stalls, Zhang Heng almost thought that he had returned to the vegetable market in his previous life. It was the uncles and aunts who shouted around.

    Listen if you don''t believe it.

    "It''s a big reward for a special price. It''s a yellow grade inferior Peiyuan pill. It''s 100 liang of silver."

    "There is a demon crystal in the refining realm. You can''t buy it. You can''t afford it. The original price is 1888, and the current price is only 998 liang of silver."

    "Sell the demon clouded leopard cubs in batch, pull the wind and mount, and take you to experience the feeling of lightning!"

    Among them, there are also huge signs in front of several stalls.

    Zhang Heng looked up and was stunned.

    Because he found that at least 90% of the more than a dozen signboards were buying monster crystal.

    And they bought the same monster crystal.

    This monster is called the disease shadow demon wolf.

    According to Zhang Heng''s "Atlas of strange animals" on the first floor of wanjuan hall, the grade of this monster is not too high. Even the leader monster, the upper limit of the grade is only the perfection of the first product in the gas refining realm, and it is impossible to break through the second product in the gas refining realm.

    This puzzled Zhang Heng.

    "Shouldn''t this low-grade monster be easy to catch?"

    "Under normal circumstances, the price of a monster crystal in an ordinary gas refining environment is no more than a bottle of Yiqi pill."

    "Why did the price of the disease shadow demon wolf demon crystal break through two bottles of Yiqi Pills at the lowest price?"

    "At such a price, can''t you even buy the low-level demon crystal of the second gas refining product?"

    Thinking in his heart, Zhang Heng himself didn''t stop more in front of the stalls of the surrounding seniors and sisters, and went straight to the exchange point of Yongyi Hall of the college.

    On the one hand, yongyitang exchange point has a wide range of business, so there is no need to find what you need one by one.

    On the other hand, with Zhang Heng''s current cultivation level, it''s hard to ensure that those senior brothers and sisters don''t have any bad thoughts about him.

    Compared with the two, it''s natural to go to the exchange point of Yongyi hall.

    In the twinkling of an eye, I came to the exchange point.

    In front of us, we have divided various supplies areas by categories. In each area, there are special personnel responsible for communicating and trading with everyone.

    Zhang Heng first found the exchange office and replaced all his unused gains with Yiqi pill.

    Including the demon crystals of the cloud leopard and the wind thunder demon tiger obtained from the hunting in the West River Valley. These inexplicably light half of the demon crystals can not even see the flaws of the teaching in charge of the acquisition of the college. However, because of the wrong weight, they bought them at a 20% discount and gave Zhang Heng ten bottles of Yiqi Pills, which is better than nothing.

    As for the two military style wild goose feather swords, they are all non-standard ordinary weapons. Together, they have exchanged a bottle of Yiqi pill.

    The crossbow was powerful enough to shoot the brave in the Qi refining realm. Zhang Heng kept it for his own use.

    Zhang Heng wanted to exchange the other two yellow level top-grade Yuanbing swords directly into yellow level top-grade spears, so he didn''t sell them.

    It was the dozen lotus stems of the night demon that came back from packing. To Zhang Heng''s surprise, they were replaced with 30 bottles of Yiqi Pills.

    The best is the 3000 yellow grade inferior yuan stones. Ten yuan stones are exchanged for a bottle of Yiqi pill. Zhang Heng gets 300 bottles of Yiqi pill at one time.

    Then Zhang Heng came to the Yuanbing area.

    An extraordinary young scholar stood in front of the area.

    The purple and gold crown on his head makes him look radiant and energetic.

    His body was covered with ink scale gold thread light armor, which set off his undulating muscles against the tiger''s back and bear''s waist.

    The fishskin mouth swallowing wrist guard made by Dai Qingjin on his arm perfectly protects his arms and the most vulnerable joint parts of his hands, and does not affect the flexibility of his hands in the slightest way. Such a pair of wrist guards is one of the most favorite equipment of many brave fighters in actual combat.

    At the foot is a pair of rhinoceros calf leather boots made of white water rhinoceros neck skin. They are all made by hand. In addition, the skin of the neck is flexible, wear-resistant, comfortable and breathable, which makes many college students excited.

    On his back is a hundred stone strong bow. Even the bowstring comes from the big tendon of a silver ridged black Python about to be born in the Qingshui River.

    Hanging at the waist is a long sword with a dark green, antique and elegant shape. The seal character "Qingtu" is written on the scabbard. It is unknown that this weapon is actually made by Qingtu, the first casting master of the college.

    Zhang Heng looked carefully and found that the man was equipped with all kinds of equipment. Unexpectedly, all of them were yuan soldiers.

    It''s a living sign to stop here.

    Many new entrants were greedy. Even many young girls who did not intend to buy equipment were fascinated to stop one after another. Seeing the young people''s style of teaching martial arts, they secretly set a standard template for their future sweethearts.

    Seeing that there are a large group of blind brothers and sisters with bright eyes around the youth teaching, it is estimated that it is not easy to squeeze in and get close to each other, let alone exchange yuan soldiers.

    Zhang Heng sighed helplessly and looked directly at another teacher in the Yuanbing area.

    The other teacher is a lean old man.

    The old man had a clear and hale face, three wisps of long beard under his chin, and a blue cloth robe. He was washed white, but he was very clean and tidy. He could hardly find any trace of stains and folds.

    At this time, the old man was sitting cross legged on a futon on the ground. He looked like a zither player who had just played a song of high mountains and flowing water.

    In such a noisy place where people come and go, the old man''s look and behavior surprised Zhang Heng.

    In front of the old man was a small table with a small red clay stove on it.

    On the red clay stove is a purple clay pot. In the purple clay pot, there is a gurgling sound at this time.

    With the sound, transparent bubbles with large fish eyes are climbing out of the gap between the teapot and the tea cover.

    Seeing that the fish eye blisters were burning more and more and the water had boiled, the old man stretched out his right hand and casually lifted the purple sand teapot from the small stove and put it on the short table.

    Seeing the old man''s expression just now, Zhang Heng was a little suspicious. He suspected that he was not an ordinary Yongyi hall teacher.

    At this time, seeing the old man''s outstretched right hand, Zhang Heng was more sure of his idea.

    In addition to all kinds of chores and lectures, ordinary teachers are essentially brave people who take fighting as their own responsibility.

    If a brave man wants to fight, he must use yuan soldiers.

    The long-term use of Yuan soldiers will inevitably lead to the use of Yuan soldiers by brave people, which will be somewhat different from ordinary people.

    Zhang Heng once observed that almost all brave people who take fighting as their own responsibility use the hands of Yuan soldiers. Most of them will become raised knuckles because they hold yuan soldiers for a long time, and the tiger mouth between thumb and ten fingers will become full of calluses.

    However, the old man''s right hand is different in front of him.

    The old man''s five fingers are slender, and there is no obvious bulge between each finger.

    On the contrary, the old man''s hands are particularly clean in Zhang Heng''s eyes.

    The whole right hand is carved like white jade, and there is no defect or dirt.

    This hand can never come from a brave fighter who holds yuan soldiers every day.

    Looking at the old man in front of him and looking at the dignified youth teaching not far away, Zhang Heng suddenly raised an idea in his heart.

    Zhang Heng suddenly walked up to the old man, saluted and said, "see you, master."

    The old man was making tea.

    The tea in the purple sand pot flowed into the cup like a silver thread. It was just a simple and extremely simple action, but it could not help but make Zhang Hengsheng have a beautiful and wonderful beauty.

    At this time, the tea was half poured. Hearing Zhang Heng''s voice, the old man who focused on pouring tea was stunned. The teapot in his hand trembled slightly, and immediately splashed a drop of tea on the short table.

    After pouring a cup of tea, the old man looked at Zhang Heng. His deep eyes looked at Zhang Heng for a moment and said, "drink tea or drink?"

    Zhang Heng was slightly distracted. Unexpectedly, the first sentence of the old man was this. He stayed for a while and said, "tea, thank you for giving tea."

    At the same time, he took a casual look at the purple clay pot in the old man''s hand and more determined his mind.

    The old man poured a cup of tea for Zhang Heng again. Then he looked at the young man curiously and said, "you call me master?"

    "Do you know me? Have we met?"

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