A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The monks below took out the things one by one. As expected, they were not ordinary goods. They were basically treasures that could only be used by monks in the Dan Formation stage. No wonder Secret City held this exchange meeting specifically.

Han Li looked on with cold eyes, even though he didn't like it. But these things aroused the emotions of other monks, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

When it was Han Li's turn, he randomly picked out a few rare sixth- and seventh-level monster materials from his storage bag and placed them in front of him, which naturally attracted surprised looks from others.

In the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the last dark-skinned middle-aged monk. This man was one of the only three monks present who had reached the middle stage of the alchemy process.

Others looked at him with a hint of awe.

The man's expression remained unchanged at this moment. He slowly took out two things from his body and put them on the table casually.

A piece of dull copper as big as a palm, and a gray-white bone strip half a foot long, which looks like the spine of some animal.

Most of the monks were stunned by these two things and did not see anything special about them. They couldn't help but want to hear an introduction from this person.

But who would have thought that after the middle-aged monk took out the things, he slowly said:

"I only sell these two things to people who know the goods. If you don't have the opportunity, don't force it!" Then he leaned back indifferently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person who was close to him. The beautiful cultivator didn't even look at her. This woman felt quite embarrassed.

After hearing this, the others looked at each other speechlessly.

Only Han Li and Yuntian Xiao saw these two things clearly, and their expressions changed slightly.

A strange look flashed across Han Li's face. Although the things were far away from him, with the help of his powerful spiritual consciousness, the two things were clearly visible with a glance.

It was just a bone strip. Although it was not an ordinary monster material, he didn't put it in his eyes. But the copper piece piqued his interest. There are some strange ancient characters engraved on it. These words are very similar to the ancient text in the animal skin book containing the nameless qigong exercises. Is there any relationship between them?

He has never been able to figure out the contents of those ancient documents.

While Han Li was thinking secretly, Yuntian Xiao burst into laughter.

"Haha! I didn't expect Brother Sun to be so generous as to be able to produce the spiritual bone of an eighth-level monster. Yun was a little tempted." This person glanced at the bone and said as if joking.

These words suddenly shocked the whole audience and caused a commotion.

This object can be regarded as the most valuable thing that has ever appeared.

What an existence an eighth-level demonic beast is. This spiritual bone is definitely a rare treasure for their monks in the alchemy stage.

When Han Li heard this, his heart moved even more. Could it be that this person knew about the eighth-level monster?

When the monk surnamed Sun saw Yuntianxiao calling out the origin of the bone strips, he just smiled, looked at him meaningfully, and said nothing more.

The scene at the exchange meeting was really heated up at this time. There was unconcealable excitement on everyone's face.

And the accompanying female cultivators were all staring at the things on the round table, with uncontrollable fire on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Han Li couldn't help but look down at Wen Siyue in his arms, and found that there was also a hint of envy in her eyes.

It seems that these things are irresistible to monks, both men and women.

At this moment, the fat old man spoke and began to tell the items and conditions he exchanged.

"Tian Lingzi exchanges for a few elixirs that are more than five hundred years old. The demon elixir requires a spiritual tendon from a seventh-level demon beast. Of course, if someone produces enough spiritual stones, I will sell them. And... "After the fat old man saw the rare items taken out by the people behind him, most of the arrogance on his face had dissipated.

However, when he was talking about changing a spiritual tendon, his eyes inadvertently glanced towards Han Li. Because among the materials in front of Han Li's desk, there happened to be such a thing that met the conditions.

But it was a pity that Han Li did not care about a level 6 demon elixir and had no intention of standing up to exchange it. He just half hugged Wen Siyue in his arms and sat still as usual.

"I really want the sixth-level demon pill, but Wu doesn't have spiritual tendons, so I don't know how many spiritual stones it would take to give him up!" Another gray-haired old man asked with great interest.

"Fellow Taoists also know that the demon pill is becoming more and more difficult to obtain now than it was in previous years. The price of this level 6 piece is naturally higher. If fellow Taoists are willing to give you fifteen thousand spiritual stones, just take it." The fat old man didn't seem very happy to sell the demon pill for money. They actually quoted an obviously high price.

After hearing this, the gray-haired old man sneered and said nothing. Apparently I thought it was too expensive and put out my original plan.

"I want the demon pill!" A white-haired old woman said coldly with an expressionless face.

And as he finished speaking, a storage bag was shot at the fat old man.

The fat old man was startled at first, but after taking the storage bag and inspecting it briefly, he showed a satisfied look.

"Only Mrs. Qing has such courage, she is really not comparable to poor monks like us." He seemed to know the old woman, and threw the demon pill to her with a smile.

The white-haired old woman snorted coldly, grabbed the demon pill and looked at it for a few times, then put it away without saying a word, without any intention of talking anymore.

Some monks also asked about the fat old man's other items, but most of them were replaced.

The remaining materials that no one wanted were taken back by him.

When it came to the "Panli earthworm" eggs of the red scarf weirdo below, there was a fierce competition.

Because this person's conditions are very loose. Whoever exchanges something with high value or produces more spiritual stones will get the beast eggs.

In the end, the object was taken away by an unattractive-looking monk in red in exchange for several bottles of rare elixirs.

After five or six people passed, it was Han Li's turn.

Han Li looked at the pile of materials in front of him. Before he could say anything, he felt several fiery eyes fall on his face, including the fat old man who had indicated that he wanted spiritual tendons.

Han Li smiled softly.

He did not stand up, but leaned back, leaning back with Wen Siyue in his arms, and then said calmly:

"I don't need any of these materials, I'm just exchanging information. As long as the information satisfies Li, I'll give you all this stuff."

"information?"

"intelligence!"

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Han Li's words surprised the others, but they were not ordinary people. Although they were a little surprised, no one made a fuss. Instead, everyone was aroused with a sense of curiosity and watched what Han Li wanted to say next.

Yun Tianxiao's eyes moved, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his face.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist can provide the location of the eighth-level monster's lair. I would like to use these materials in exchange for this information." Han Li said slowly and leisurely.

"Eighth level monster!" Upon hearing this, everyone took a breath and almost changed their expressions.

"Fellow Taoist, are you joking? Do you want to take advantage of the eighth-level monster?" the fat old man blurted out, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Of course not. I have other things that require this information. I won't go into details." Han Li stretched out a finger to tap the edge of the round table in front of him and said calmly.

At the same time, his eyes swept over the faces of the other monks unceremoniously. All the monks had expressions of astonishment and surprise, which made Han Li feel disappointed.

Finally, his eyes fell on the dark-skinned monk named Sun.

When this man saw Han Li's look, he couldn't help but be startled, but then he realized something and smiled:

"Do you think fellow Taoist Sun knows the information about the eighth-level monster? Unfortunately, fellow Taoist Li has found the wrong person." He shook his head and denied.

When Han Li saw this scene, he did not hide the disappointment on his face and sighed deeply.

But at this moment, a beautiful voice sounded in Han Li's ears.

"I know where there are eighth-level monsters, but I don't want these materials, and there is another condition that Fellow Daoist Li must agree to." A man who surprised Han Li suddenly spoke.

Han Li was stunned immediately!

"Do you know about the eighth-level monster?" Han Li was a little unbelievable.

The person who spoke turned out to be Wen Siyue in his arms.

"Yes, I know the approximate location of the lair of an eighth-level demonic beast." Wen Siyue looked extremely calm at this moment, half-lying in Han Li's arms, and said calmly with her pretty face raised.

"Siyue, what are you talking about? How could you know about the eighth-level monster? Don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Fan looked stunned at first, but then scolded her with a cold face.

"Uncle Fan! Siyue does know the whereabouts of an eighth-level monster and has no intention of deceiving Senior Li. Please rest assured, uncle!" Just when Han Li was doubtful, he suddenly felt the woman hugging him tightly. , then he said resolutely with his teeth nibbling.