God-level Punishment System

"The penalty system is starting to upgrade, please be patient..."

In the punishment system, a voice suddenly rang.

In a daze, Wang Haochen returned to his senses in an instant, his heart suddenly relaxed, his vitality could not increase, most of it was related to this.

A repulsive force in the punishment system spread out, instantly driving his soul consciousness out of the punishment system.

After Wang Haochen stunned, he couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, it seemed that he couldn't cultivate.

The penalty system upgrade, I don't know how long it will take, so naturally he won't just wait here silly.

"Then go out and look at the materials!"

He slowly got up.

In the land of Wuhuan, there are not only many precious materials, but also many finished treasures and pills, and the price is much lower than that of the Holy Spirit Realm, but Wang Haochen never thought of buying one or two.

What he needs can be collected and refined by himself, and the price is definitely much lower than the price of the finished product in Wuhuan Land.

He completely condensed the breath in his body, and immediately after the skin on his face squirmed, he directly became a rough boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. In a blink of an eye, he was completely like another person.

He has the ability to blur, and all the flesh and bones of his body can be blurry, changing at will, just simply changing his appearance, it couldn't be easier.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

After taking a look in the mirror, his face couldn't help showing a hint of satisfaction.

As soon as he collected the formation in the room, he scanned the outside situation with his soul consciousness. After finding that there was nothing, he opened the door of the room, the figure flashed out, and the door closed silently.

Leaving the Vientiane Inn, Zheng, who was a pedestrian on the street, swept his eyes and found that there were fewer people paying attention to him.

Now, whether he is in the Holy Spirit Realm or Wuhuan Land, he has some understanding. It is almost impossible for others to snoop into his details from language or spiritual temperament.

Walking in the street, he did not pay too much attention to the shops on both sides of the street, but went straight to the center of the city.

There is a huge square in the center of the city, where many lone outsiders will set up stalls and sell some of their things.

The prices of those things are lower than those of the shops in the city, but they are a bit higher than the purchase prices of those shops.

Those stall owners just don't want to be exploited by those shops, so they choose to set up stalls in the central square and sell them on their own, which will make more money.

The East City is huge, three or four times larger than Leiyan City. It took Wang Haochen more than half an hour just to cross one of the areas and reach the central square.

This is because Wang Haochen flew over directly after avoiding the main street. If he walked over on foot, it would take two or three hours.

Flying is not forbidden in the city, but there are people coming and going on the main street, and few people will choose to fly over so many people. Maybe if they don’t care, they will offend some fierce people. After all, in this land of Wuhuan , But there is no good crop.

After falling down in a corner of the central square, he slightly adjusted his clothes, patted his cheeks slightly, and squeezed out a fierce image on his face, then walked slowly toward the square.

The square is densely packed with stalls. In each stall, there are more or less some materials and treasures. Some stalls have tables, some are covered with animal skins, and some are directly placed. Place on the ground.

The stalls are extremely rudimentary, and they sell a wide variety of things.

Wang Haochen even saw a booth full of broken tiles and a broken tablet. The booth was still very lively, and there were people around, as if asking for a price.

He also went to a booth with only one cage, which contained a golden mouse, and it was quite lively.

On this square with a radius of one thousand meters, a few have tens of thousands of stalls, and from time to time there are rushing to join in.

There are many stalls and there are many people. Most of the stalls are surrounded by some people, at least 40,000 to 50,000 people.

Wang Haochen entered the square, like a drop of water into the sea, and soon disappeared into the crowd

"How many source stones is this green thorn beast bone spur?"

Someone is asking the price.

"Three thousand source stones!"

The stall owner’s offer is not hurried.

"So expensive?"

"I love to buy or not!"

The stall owners who come here to set up the stalls are also full of fierce anger, and they don't have a good temper, and there is no such thing as a businessman.

Wang Haochen's eyes swept between the stalls, looking for some rare materials. His eyes were mainly on the elixir and ores.

Elixir can be used to refine alchemy, and ore can be used to refine weapons. It is always useful, unlike those relatively uncommon materials. Once it is started, it is likely to rot in the hands for a long time.

In a booth, something attracted his attention, but it was not a treasure.

Rare materials are rare because they are rare.

He had just searched a few stalls, and naturally it was impossible to see them so easily.

What he fancyed was an incomplete pharmacopoeia.

He has a penalty system, and he doesn't need any pill. As long as there is a pharmacopoeia, the system can automatically generate a pill.

The pharmacopoeias he collected in the Xuanyuan Continent are no longer useful here. Only by re-collecting the pharmacopoeia of the Holy Spirit Realm can the punishment system generate a prescription suitable for the Holy Spirit Realm.

"How many source stones is this pharmacopoeia!"

Wang Haochen reached out his hand and pointed at the incomplete pharmacopoeia, and asked in a rough voice.

Behind the stall, the stall owner lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and said:

"Three thousand source stones!"

Wang Haochen flipped his wrist, took out a yuan stone, and said:

"One Thousand Yuan Stone!"

Three thousand source stones are equivalent to about 1,800 yuan stones.

The stall owner swept his eyes over the primordial stone in his hand, his eyes flickered with cold light, and he said:

"One thousand five hundred source stones, if you want it, don't just get out!"

Wang Haochen thought slightly, nodded, and said:

"Deal!"

After paying the Yuanshi, the stall owner stretched out his hand and threw the Pharmacopoeia over.

Wang Haochen flipped it roughly, and then included the Pharmacopoeia in the Space Ring. The Pharmacopoeia Zheng was somewhat incomplete, but not very incomplete.

The penalty system is currently being upgraded, and the pharmacopoeia cannot be scanned. It can only be temporarily stored in the storage space until the penalty system is upgraded.

Wang Haochen did not let go of every stall, and stopped and went. As long as he saw the materials he wanted and the price was right, he would buy it. Zheng Wu Wang gave him 200 million yuan in stone, and he also gave him tens of millions of stone. There is still some surplus, which can be described as rich and powerful.

Although there were as many as tens of thousands of booths, he scanned directly with his soul consciousness, and he scanned a whole area. The speed was still very fast. Only when bargaining, he would delay some time. After a long time, he had already swept away the booths here. For the most part.

"Ok?"

His expression changed suddenly.

There were a lot of people in front of a booth not far in front, which was extremely lively.

The things that the stall owner displayed included treasures and materials, or were borrowed from exercises and martial arts, which were quite precious. Many people in front of the stall were excited and clamoring for bids.

But behind the stall, the stall owner sat there motionless, no matter what price the person in front of the stall quoted, he was unmoved, and he didn't bother to open his eyes to take a look.

Although most of the people who set up the stall here have some personality, it is the first time that Wang Haochen has seen such a stall owner with such a personality.

He couldn't help getting closer and walked towards the stall.

After approaching, he discovered that there was a rag spread in front of the booth with the five words ‘only for the soul-raising vine’ written on it.

Wang Haochen couldn't help shook his head. Everything related to the soul is extremely expensive. The price of a soul-raising vine is not lower than the combined value of the things in front of him.

The cultivating soul vine is precious and rare. Even if it is obtained in those big business alliances, it can be sold for a good price. Who would use it to exchange the pile of things in front of him? The pile of things is certainly precious, but it is impossible for one person to hold the cultivating vine in his hand, and just need everything in front of him.

If you just fancy one of these things, who would exchange it for such a precious soul-cultivating vine, after all, there are many things that are not needed.

But as Wang Haochen stared at the stall owner, his eyes moved slightly.

The stall owner is dressed in a black robe, with scattered black hair, and on his dark face, his nose is straight, his lips are slightly pursed, and his lips are lined like a knife, with a pair of knife eyebrows, exuding an extremely aggressive and domineering The breath was faintly fierce and fierce, and it looked extremely nasty.

Wang Haochen was extremely sensitive. Although he temporarily lost the punishment system, he could also feel that although the person's face was calm, the aura from his body seemed a bit wrong.

His body is full of vitality, and his body is strong, but Wang Haochen still faintly feels weak from him.

The person gave him the feeling that there was only a hard layer of gold and stone, and the contents inside were already rotten.

"There seems to be no problem with the body and the vitality. Could it be that his soul was injured?"

Wang Haochen couldn't help but secretly thought.

When Wang Haochen's eyes scanned the rag in front of him again, he gradually affirmed his thoughts.

Because it should be so.

Otherwise, there will be no booths that seem so unconventional.

Wang Haochen also inferred from this that the stall owner was about to reach the end of the mountain, otherwise he wouldn't want to rely on these things in front of him, so he would switch to a soul-raising vine.

There shouldn't be anything valuable on him anymore, and if he is setting up a stall here, he should only hold the last glimmer of hope.

"Perhaps, I can try?"

Wang Haochen checked his spatial ring, he couldn't help but shook his head.

That thing was put in the storage space by him, and now the penalty system was upgraded, he couldn't enter the penalty system, so naturally he couldn't take out the contents.

"Forget it, those things are of no use to me anyway!"

He shook his head and walked away, continuing to search the remaining stalls.

(End of this chapter)