Chapter 200 The Gate of Abi
Chapter 200 The Gate of Abi
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The real person of Tiandao Pavilion agreed, "Okay, then we will do as Fellow Daoist Fang Han said. We will use ten times the amount of Pure Yang Holy Water to buy the Divine Spring. We will take as much as you have. As for the special wood, this is also easy to handle. In addition to Daxuan, we also have branches in other places. The treasure houses of various branches are not shared. Even if there is no treasure house, our Chamber of Commerce has influence throughout the Xuanhuang World and is well-informed. I can help Fellow Daoist to find out. I wonder what kind of special wood you want?"
"I need a special kind of wood that is purple-black in color, extremely heavy, covered with annual rings, and cannot be refined by magic power or extracted with wood energy. It is like a fossil. You should look for it according to this requirement. If you find it, you can sell it to me. I can afford the price." Fang Han said domineeringly.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, what you mean is that everyone who comes should be accepted?" The Taoist Priest of Tiandao Pavilion was a little surprised.
What is so special about this wood that this up-and-coming disciple of Yuhua Sect is willing to collect it at any cost?
However, Fang Han naturally could not tell him this secret, so he took out a large amount of divine spring water.
"Exchange most of these holy springs for Pure Yang Holy Water, and the remaining bits for some White Yang Pills."
A large amount of the sacred spring was sold, and Tiandao Pavilion was also very quick in the transaction.
Fang Han soon received a sum of Pure Yang Holy Water and a sum of Bai Yang Pills.
The Baiyang Pills are worth thirty million, and this is just a small portion.
It is naturally troublesome to use so many pills, but Tiandao Pavilion has special crystal cards that can store the amount. They can withdraw genuine pills in any of their chambers of commerce, and their credibility is guaranteed.
"Hahahaha..." Having made this business deal with Fang Han, they had no idea how much commission they would get, and they were extremely happy. Even Green Eyebrow, who was only at the first level of magical power, could get some soup.
"Fellow Daoist Fang Han, I will have someone search the treasuries of various branches of the Chamber of Commerce for the special wood you need, and also ask other people who like to collect treasures. If there is any news, I will notify you immediately!"
"Okay, thank you for your help. I will come to your Chamber of Commerce every once in a while."
Fang Han bought what he wanted, asked them to keep an eye out for the World Tree fragments, and then left.
The next step is to find other famous chambers of commerce and mobilize more forces to search for the fragments of the World Tree.
As long as you have money, you should be able to find a few pieces, right?
Fang Han left the Tiandao League, taking with him a crystal card containing 30 million medicinal pills.
As for the pure yang holy water, it naturally all went into Yan's stomach.
"Hahaha, good! The taste of Pure Yang Holy Water is still authentic!" Yan drank the Pure Yang Holy Water in large doses, very excited.
The Pure Source I ate last time, although it also contained rich essence, the taste was not right and it was not pure yang.
In order for the magic weapons in the world of immortality to advance from treasures to Taoist weapons, they must pass the test of Pure Yang and can also be activated by the power of Pure Yang. Therefore, Pure Yang is the vitality they need most.
After swallowing a large amount of pure yang holy water in one gulp, Yan's body in the Yellow Springs Map suddenly turned into a fat dragon, expanding several times, as if it would explode at any time.
His two claws were entangled together, forming a particularly complex hand seal that changed continuously.
"The Nine Transformations of the King of Hell! The Ten Courts of Hell! The Yellow Springs and the Blue Sky..." According to Yan himself, he knows thirty-six kinds of magical powers, but his strength has not recovered enough and he cannot use them.
But this time, Yan swallowed a large amount of pure yang holy water. As the hand seals changed, streams of magic power surged out of his body, making his illusory body solid and vivid. Each scale exuded a brass-like texture, and countless beads of sweat emerged, which seemed to be blood, making Yan seem alive.
Large formations formed one after another. Those were the magical powers that Yan knew, and at this moment they were finally restored.
Every drop of blood that fell from his body was like golden beads, falling into the Yellow Spring River and merging with the Yellow Spring water.
It is unknown how long the river in the Yellow Springs Map is, because its source is deep in the world inside the Yellow Springs Map, and it also winds towards the depths of the world on the other side. Its source and end are not visible.
No one knows how deep this river is. At this moment, Yan's blood dripped, and at the bottom of the Yellow Springs River, which was thousands or tens of thousands of feet deep, a mysterious formation was activated by his blood, making a long humming sound, as if the door to hell was opened. Thousands of ghosts and demons were howling, and the sound was like thunder. Demonic energy rolled out from the depths of the Yellow Springs River, condensing into a huge demonic cloud.
Fang Han was on his way to other chambers of commerce when he saw this and found a deserted place to wait for Yan's transformation to be over, in case there were any unusual changes.
After a period of digestion, Yan refined all the Pure Yang Holy Water and transformed it into his own magic power. At the same time, an ancient voice slowly came from the depths of the Yellow Springs River, as if a mysterious door that had been sealed for countless years was slowly pushed open.
Above Yan's head, demonic clouds are rolling and the demonic energy is boundless. The demonic intent is so deep that it seems as if it will devour the world and turn into an eternal demon domain.
And in this boundless demonic energy, a portal emerged.
"Hahaha, Fang Han, I finally recovered some strength, and the Huangquan Map finally restored the Avici Gate. Did you know? This Avici Gate was created by Huangquan Emperor who sacrificed many demons with blood, sealed the Nine Abysses and Nine Netherworlds in it, and collected the true meaning of pain from countless people in the secular world. In the Avici Gate, all power is difficult to exert, and pain will torture everyone. Talismans, golden pills, and the Dharma images of heaven and earth will be eroded by the true meaning of pain from the Avici demonic energy and will be difficult to operate. They can't even self-destruct!"
Yan also started to tremble. He had finally recovered some strength and could now finally show off his magic power.
"Good, this is really great, Huangquantu has finally recovered some strength."
Fang Han was also very happy, because the previous Yellow Spring Map was indeed a bit too weak. Although it was an excellent Taoist weapon, it did not have invincible power. It could only be used as a large storage space, and the other thing to do was to use the Yellow Spring Water inside.
Now, Yan can summon the Avici Gate to fight the enemy, and also has the ability to suppress the enemy so that it cannot self-destruct. If combined with the Yellow Spring Water, wouldn't it be...
Well, it’s not as good as the magical fruit, but it’s better than the magical fruit.
However, in the following period of time, Fang Han will also have to go to other chambers of commerce to place some purchase orders, tell them the characteristics of the world tree fragments, and ask them to help him collect them.
Although collecting in this way will definitely attract the attention of some people, there is nothing that can be done about it. There will always be someone who will sell the useless fragments of the World Tree to you for the sake of elixirs, right?
Sure enough, half a month later, Fang Han had already placed orders at many chambers of commerce he could find in Daxuan, entrusting them to collect that special purple-black wood.
The first organization to bring the good news was the Tiandao Alliance, which he had first approached.
“Fellow Daoist Fang Han, we have counted the treasures of this place during this period of time and contacted several collectors. We finally found a few pieces of that wood for you.”
(End of this chapter)