longevity road trip

An extremely slight sound came from Zhang Shiping's ear, like a small stone smashing thin ice, the light in front of him dimmed, and the scenery changed, there was no old man or man, and behind him were only two puppets, The appearance is very similar to a real person, but there are some differences after all, but through the illusion array, it is not the slightest difference from a real person. A monk with insufficient spiritual knowledge will definitely not be able to see through it. At least the big man in the foundation period who walked out just now did not notice the slightest strangeness place.

As for the counters, tables and chairs in the shop, as well as all kinds of magical instruments hanging on the wall and placed on iron and wooden frames, they are all real. The monks in Guihai Pavilion were isolated.

After breaking away from the influence of the phantom array, Guihai Pavilion showed its original appearance.The refining shop is just an entrance, and there is a lot of space inside.The hall where Zhang Shiping was in was more than ten feet long and wide, and there were still left and right in front of him, each with a restraint emitting white light, and one could vaguely see layers of sapphire stairs behind.

And the Guihai Taoist friend Zhang Shiping mentioned just now is a gray-haired monk in green shirt who sits cross-legged on a futon in a corner. The fluctuation of aura emanating from him is slightly weaker than his, but Zhang Shiping dare not have the slightest hint of this person contempt.

This Daoist Guihai is about the same age as Daoist Huo Ming, and it is said that this person is only a four-spiritual root.The reason why he was able to cultivate to the current Golden Core stage was not due to any chance, but the shadow of his ancestors.

At the beginning, Guihai Pavilion was just a place where six Jindan casual cultivators made an appointment to exchange the materials they needed.

After cultivating to the golden core stage, some monks still have a free and loose nature. They don't like to join the sect, and they don't plan to start a family. Most of them are not exactly what they need, and they don't want to sell shops under the names of Hongyuelou, Xuanyuanzong, and Shuiyueyuan. Let's chat here.

In the days that followed, those six Golden Core Loose Cultivators became close friends with each other, supporting each other along the way, advancing together and retreating together. Unexpectedly, in hundreds of years, five of them became Nascent Soul Cultivators one after another, and only one was unfortunate. After falling, this person regained his surname Guihai, so he took the word "Guihai" as his Taoist name.

According to legend, this Guihai real person was the highest cultivation among the six people at that time, he had reached the perfection of the golden core, and he was only one step away from conceiving a baby, but in order to protect the five people, he led away a monster in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and unfortunately died.After the other five people gave birth, they named the place Guihai Pavilion in memory of their best friend.And this green-shirted monk was the son of the real Guihai back then. Under the care of these five people, he grew from a monk with four spiritual roots to the current Jindan real man.

Moreover, a monk like him who has cultivated to the golden core stage should have used some methods to elevate himself, which has already exhausted his own potential, and his cultivation base should not be able to improve any more, but the current cultivation base of this fellow Guihai, But it is the same as Zhang Shiping, both of them are in the middle stage of Jindan.

It's just that Zhang Shiping doesn't know whether this statement is true or not. He also heard what other people said. If this fellow Guihai Daoist is really qualified with the four spirit roots, then the rumors are probably true.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, just now I went up with a few more fellow daoists. They should have started exchanging. If fellow daoists want to participate, you have to go up quickly." The monk in green shirt sitting cross-legged on the futon opened his eyes and pointed to the left said the stairs.

"Then I came just in time, so I didn't make this trip in vain." Zhang Shiping nodded and smiled at the monk in blue.He understands that Zongmen has no plans to transfer him to Nanming Island, not because he is not strong enough, but because his cultivation has not yet reached the bottleneck stage.

Regardless of whether it is a human race, a sea race, or a monster race, as long as it is a monk, at every level of realm, it will encounter a bottleneck in its own practice.At the low level, monks with good spiritual roots generally only need to condense their mana to break through. After the purified mana has accumulated to a certain level, they can break through; Waiting for external force will cause considerable wear and tear.

Therefore, when Zhang Shiping first heard that the cultivator in green shirt was only possessed of four spiritual roots but could form alchemy, he couldn't help but secretly stunned, wondering how much effort the five Nascent Soul cultivators had put in.Leaving aside the spirit stones for the time being, because at this level the spirit stones are useless to some extent, and more importantly, the formations, pills, and spiritual objects that are helpful for cultivation. Even the Xuanyuanzong would be extremely heartbroken because of this, but More will never be so wasted to cultivate a golden core monk with no potential.

This is why the world of cultivating immortals attaches great importance to the relationship of spiritual roots.Although after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the spiritual root has little influence, and one's own comprehension is more important, but if a monk can reach the Nascent Soul stage, which one's spiritual root aptitude will be worse?The premise of this statement itself subconsciously excludes those monks with inferior spiritual roots.

Zhang Shiping nodded towards Fellow Daoist Guihai with a smile, then turned his hands and took out a black mask and put it on, covering his face, and even his own aura changed, before walking towards the stairs.

The Guihai fellow Taoist didn't get up from the futon, he nodded his head as a signal, and watched Zhang Shiping's sleeves waved, his body was covered with a layer of reddish aura, after passing the restriction in front of the stairs, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again.

And the two puppets who followed Zhang Shiping turned around and returned to their original places when they were an inch away from the wall.The shopkeeper lowered his head and fiddled with the parts on the counter, while the guy picked up a feather duster and was cleaning up some dust on the shelf.

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After a while, Zhang Shiping had already reached the second floor.

Chapter 470 Roaring Sea Eagle

The second floor of the attic is bright and bright. There are nearly a hundred sets of tables and chairs in the room, all of which are separated by Zhang Xu. It is much larger than the lobby on the first floor. It is about fifty feet long and wide. Because of the array, the second floor is actually this size.

In fact, Guihai Pavilion used to be just a small three-story building, that is, the refining shop. The storefront was about two feet wide, and the inside was only four or five feet long.But now after reconstruction, Guihai Pavilion is very different. There are three floors on all four sides of the pavilion, which is in the shape of "Hui".The ground floor has the largest area, with a length and width of sixty feet, while the second and third floors are slightly smaller.

The downstairs floor is full of shops, of all sizes.There are as few as seven or eight shops on each side, and as many as twenty or more. There are fifty or sixty shops in total, all of which are owned by the Guihai family. They do business for Qi refining and foundation building monks. As well as the third floor, it is only open to the monks of the Jindan stage and Yuanying stage, and there is only one entrance to the refining shop.

Zhang Shiping took a quick glance and counted them. He saw a total of 23 people with different clothes. Most of them had the same face as him, wearing ebony masks to hide their faces and their own aura. However, there were three people at one table. Instantly caught Zhang Shiping's attention.

One of them has no flesh on his face, with a bit of meanness between his eyebrows and eyes, his figure is as tall and thin as a stick, and the small part of his wrist that is exposed from his sleeve looks like a three-year-old child, extremely delicate.

The other person has a fat head and a round face, and his body is even more fat like a ball. Even if five Zhang Shiping are bundled together, this waist may not be comparable to him.

There is another person at the end, sitting on a high stool under his buttocks, with one hand resting on his chin, and the other lightly tapping on the table. In fact, this person is like a dwarf, and because of his martial arts, his ten fingernails are about two inches long, and the roots are sharp and black. shine.And in front of him was a black-grained wooden box, which should have been exchanged with other monks. I don't know what it is?

Among all the people present, only these three did not wear masks because of their strange figures.Anyway, other fellow Taoists don't need to look at the faces of the three of them, they can guess them at a glance based on their figures alone, so the three of them simply don't try to deceive their ears.

But don't look at the appearance of these three people, their cultivation bases are not bad. The tall and thin monk is already at the late stage of Jindan, and the other two are weaker, but they still have mid-stage cultivation bases.

These three people may be due to their weak cultivation bases, and they have received strange eyes from others all the year round. Now they have extremely weird temperaments. Zhang Shiping had no intention of causing displeasure to these three people, which only caused trouble. walked in.

And because Zhang Shiping was at the stairs, he couldn't see the relationship between the two sides. After he walked in, he realized that there were still a dozen people sitting at the table next to the wall.As soon as these people saw Zhang Shiping coming in, dozens of eyes glanced at him immediately, but he didn't care at all, he found a table and chairs that were a little closer to the crowd, and sat down safely by himself.

"This fellow Taoist, I have a Mirage Orb here, and I want to exchange it for a water-attribute refining object of the same level. I wonder if you have any intentions?" As soon as Zhang Shiping fell, a Ge Yi not far away The monk clasped his fists at him and greeted him with a hoarse voice, then he picked up a brocade box with the lid opened and leaned towards him.

Inside the brocade box is a round spirit bead the size of a fist, light yellow and translucent all over, with a layer of clear silver-white aura lingering on the surface, in which various scenery changes from time to time.

"I don't need the Mirage Orb, fellow Taoist, I'll ask other people to see if there is anyone who needs it." Zhang Shiping shook his head and said calmly.This kind of spirit bead is considered to be a relatively rare kind, produced from a kind of mussel called Jing clam, but most of the monks who got this bead found it from the bodies of other sea and monster races.

That's because this kind of clam has been living on the bottom of the sea since its birth, submerged in the mud, and has hardly surfaced once in its life.Some sea beasts and monsters dived deep to the bottom of the sea to eat. By chance, they ate the grown mussels and brought them up. Before they were digested and absorbed, they happened to be hunted and killed by monks again.It's just that the exercises Zhang Shiping practiced and some spiritual objects needed don't use this kind of spirit beads.

He didn't use his original voice, but changed his tone and tone into another one through some small tricks.As long as the monks present were hiding their faces, they all did what Zhang Shiping did.

"Of the five spirit objects that the old man took out, only this mirage pearl was ignored, that's all. Please ask the next fellow Taoist." Cultivator Ge Yi snapped the lid on and put it away.

The rules of exchange here, all Jindan monks have already understood very well. They took out all the spiritual objects that they needed to exchange, and then explained what each item should be exchanged for, and took turns in turn. , They often go up to the third floor, where there are many quiet rooms, and they can continue to discuss there without being disturbed by outsiders.

As soon as Brother Ge Yi finished speaking, a monk wearing a vermilion brocade robe stood up, clasped his hands to the left and right, then put down his hands, and wiped the storage bag at his waist. Three brocade boxes of different sizes appeared.The whole body of the brocade box is dark blue, made of cold jade, and a silver-patterned spirit-sealing talisman is pasted on the lid of the box, so that the spirits and spirits in the brocade box have no external influence.

It was because of the extremely coldness of the cold jade itself, as soon as the brocade-robed monk took it out, white mist rose around the box.

The brocade robed monk pointed to the brocade box and said in a loud voice: "I have a third-rank Xuangui Yao Pill, a pair of Roaring Sea Eagle Wings, and a handle of Hanji Zhi. medicine, or a bottle of elixir that can help break through in the later stage."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and lightly tapped each of the three brocade boxes. The silver-patterned talisman floated up and was put into the sleeve of his robe, and then the brocade box was opened.The brocade robe looked around at the monks present, then sat down again and waited quietly.

The three items that this person took out are all of the water attribute, and they restrain each other with Zhang Shiping's practice of fire movement, so naturally he can't use them.However, there was an intertwined aura of water and wind coming from the brocade box in the middle, which was extremely agile. It must be the Roaring Sea Eagle's Wing that the brocade robed monk said.

Zhang Shiping didn't wait too long, he immediately got up and walked over, and communicated a few words with the brocade robed monk, but the brocade robed monk shook his head and declined after thinking for a while.Seeing this, Zhang Shiping didn't say much, and returned to his seat. After Zhang Shiping left, several monks came forward to talk with the brocade robed monk one after another through sound transmission.

There were fifteen or sixteen people in total, and finally the brocade robed cultivator made the Xuangui Pill and the Roaring Sea Eagle Wings, which fell into the hands of a female cultivator in colorful clothes and a cultivator in green robe respectively.

Chapter 471 Geng Jin

After the green-robed monk who exchanged the Roaring Eagle put away the cold jade brocade box, he suddenly coughed heart-piercingly. He subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands, but forgot that he was wearing a mask at this time. After more than ten breaths, black and red blood flowed out from under the mask.He didn't take off the mask, but just took out a blue brocade handkerchief and wiped away the blood that had flowed down his neck.

Zhang Shiping glanced to the left and right. In just a dozen or so breaths just now, he noticed that many fellow Taoists present looked at the green-robed monk with different eyes. These people should have noticed something. There are also seven or eight people with worried looks, but most of them are like Zhang Shiping, they don't care, they hang high.

There are quite a few Jindan monks in Nanzhou, but the number of people who have been around Nanming Island for more than 3000 years has only been around [-] to [-].Naturally, it is impossible for Zhang Shiping to know all of them, but he has already known a lot about these people through Xuanyuanzong's channel.Of course, it is impossible for Xuanyuan Sect to be well-informed enough to know all the Golden Core cultivators in the South China Sea. There are always some casual cultivators who usually act low-key, or Golden Core cultivators who used to practice in the deep sea islands. These people usually come alone In the past, there is very little news about them.

Over the past few years, more than a dozen Jindan monks who have been lucky enough to memorize their home have been seriously injured and have fallen to the root of their illness. Zhang Shiping has been in charge of the affairs of the Xuanyuan Sect's elixir over the years, and has dealt with these fellow Taoists a lot, so In an instant, he listed several people in his mind and compared them with the green-robed monk.

However, for the sake of his own safety, this fellow Taoist in green robe will not go out alone in the near future.

"Old illnesses, disturbing you all!" The green-robed monk stood up and cupped his fists to the left and right to apologize, "Then why don't you just come to my place next time, I also have some good things on hand, and I want to exchange with fellow Taoists for the panacea for healing , But fellow Taoists don’t need to take out pills such as Hualing, Zifeng, and Bibo, I’ve tried them all, and they can only alleviate, not eradicate.”

After he finished speaking, his robe sleeves trembled slightly, and a misty green light spilled out, which then split into several white lights and fell on the table.After the Yingying white light dissipated, three square brocade boxes with similar shapes appeared.

Each brocade box is about seven inches long and wide, a little bigger than a palm. The brocade box itself has some brown vertical lines, which seems to be made of some kind of spiritual wood heart.There is no magic talisman on the lid of the box, but there is no spiritual energy exposed, which looks a bit inconspicuous.Everyone was not in a hurry, but there was more or less disappointment in their eyes.

The green-robed monk did not first introduce what was in each of these brocade boxes, but raised his hand lightly, and the three brocade boxes opened at the same time, two inch-long golden swords, three golden circles Dan and a pale golden stone the size of a thumb were placed in it one by one.

He pointed at the little sword lightly, and the majestic sword energy shot up into the sky, immediately arousing the formation formed on the second floor of Guihai Pavilion, and then the two little swords gradually grew in the wind, turning into three feet After a long time, the next moment I saw the two flying swords disintegrate into strands of golden light, spinning like a golden wheel.The green-robed monk coughed a few more times at this moment, and stopped manipulating the flying sword. He pointed to the brocade box, and with a flash of inspiration, the two flying swords lay quietly inside again.

He said weakly: "This pair of flying swords is made of thousand-year-old golden light wood. Because it has not been refined by blood, there are not many supernatural powers that can be displayed now. But I think all fellow Taoists have good vision. This treasure only needs a little Sacrificial refining, cultivated with pill fire, the power can be increased by a few points. In addition, the inner box in the middle contains the inner alchemy I have obtained from hunting big monsters over the years, and the last one is Gengjin, which is a little smaller , but it is enough to sacrifice a magic weapon."

"Really Gengjin?" There was a surprised voice, and then a tall and thin figure flashed past, sitting opposite the green-robed monk.

The person who spoke was the tall and thin monk Zhang Shiping saw before. He was sitting in a very different position from the green-robed monk. You only need to turn your head to see the contents of the brocade box.

When the green-robed monk introduced the first two pieces, he was already looking at the last ore.He looked familiar, and he was almost sure of it, but he was still lucky, and hoped that the green-robed monk would see it, and he could pick it up a bit cheaply.However, the vision of a monk who has lived for hundreds of years is not bad, which made his calculations empty.

"Gengjin is here, if it's true or not, you can tell at a glance." The green-robed monk sat down after the introduction, looked at the tall and thin monk opposite, and said in a flat tone.

"I've seen it twice at the Hongyuelou Auction. The appearance of this ore is exactly the same as that of Gengjin, but this kind of thing is very rare. The fellow daoists present have already used it to refine their talismans. I won’t take it out later.” The tall and thin monk said calmly.

"Understood, just give it a try, Fellow Daoist." The green-robed monk nodded and pointed at Geng Jin.

When the two were talking, Zhang Shiping naturally attracted Zhang Shiping's attention, but he didn't rush forward, but just activated his consciousness to pay attention to the actions of the two, and at the same time, he was also curious about whether the piece of Gengjin was real or not. .Gengjin is extremely hard, and it does not need to be refined into a magic weapon, it can resist the magic weapon by itself.The green-robed monk naturally understood what the person in front of him meant.

Zhang Shiping's four Qingshuang swords have already been sacrificed with the red soul that is more suitable for him, but which monk would think that there are too few spiritual objects like Gengjin?It's just that the rules at the exchange meeting are like this, the tall and thin monk is the first, and the people behind can only wait. Of course, the green-robed monk does not need to exchange immediately, he can wait for all the monks present who are interested in this item, Up for grabs!

The tall and thin monk flicked lightly, holding a silver needle with a flash of spiritual light between his two fingers, and then shot at the ore in the brocade box with a flash of silver light. The needle turned upside down a few times in mid-air, and returned to between the monk's fingers, but the surface of the ore was not damaged at all, not even a white spot.

"I don't know what kind of elixir fellow daoist wants to exchange for. I have two bright jade pills here. I don't know if it suits you, fellow daoist?" A look of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the tall and thin monk, and the sound was transmitted to the green-robed monk. He remained silent and shook his head in disappointment. The tall and thin monk was not in a hurry. He transmitted some healing spirits, but the man still shook his head.

The tall and thin monk frowned, and without saying anything, he got up and returned to his seat.

Although the monks who were present just now did not come over, they had already observed it with their spiritual sense, so no one came out to test whether it was true or not.

Seeing the tall and thin monk leave the table, and those who were closer to the green-robed monk, they immediately transmitted voices to the green-robed monk one by one, reporting all their healing elixir, but the green-robed monk still shook his head.

"Zhou Tianji Lingdan is such a healing panacea that fellow daoists don't like it. Isn't this fellow daoist just for fun?" Suddenly a brocade robed monk slammed on the wooden table and said sharply.

"It's not suitable. It's not suitable. Although Zhou Tianji's panacea is effective, it doesn't help my disease at all." The green-robed monk said coldly.Those present are all Jindan cultivators, not their own nephews or descendants, who would give him face?

Chapter 472 The Mist and Soul Spirit Lotus Seed

"It seems that Fellow Daoist's injury is not only serious, but also very weird." The brocade-robed cultivator stopped the anger that surged in his heart, but said rather gloatingly, as if he meant something, a kind of misfortune Dongyin's thoughts.

Zhang Shiping's eyes fell on the green-robed monk, and he couldn't help but startled, this person doesn't even look up to Zhou Tianji panacea?It seems that this person is not a spiritual problem.

It seems that this time I won't be able to change Gengjin, Zhang Shiping thought with some disappointment.Over the years, he was injured only once when he was fighting with the Lushan Three Ghosts.Although he was seriously injured that time, with the help of the bronze lamp, he recovered in a short period of time, without leaving the root of the disease like this green-robed monk.

And because of the bronze lamp, Zhang Shiping's backup healing elixirs over the years are mostly emergency things that can suppress the injury in a short period of time.At the cost of stimulating one's own potential, these elixirs made the monk's injuries heal in a short period of time, and even his own strength was a little stronger than usual, but this kind of elixir naturally had some troubles.

After the effect of the elixir, the monk's injuries will further worsen. Most of the other monks who took this kind of panacea have already made desperate plans. No matter what the future troubles are, the priority is to save their lives.But Zhang Shiping owns the rare treasure of the bronze lamp, so naturally he doesn't take this little trouble to heart, as long as he can save his life, no matter how serious the injury is, it is only a trivial matter for him.But other fellow Taoists will think twice about taking this kind of elixir.

This green-robed monk probably has a problem with his physical body, and he is also suffering from an old disease. Zhang Shiping's medicine for tigers and wolves must be looked down upon by the other party.

"Zhou Tianji's panacea is also useless, it seems that it is indeed a strange and complicated disease." Someone said in a low voice, also with a surprised tone.

"It seems that this old man has nothing to do with this piece of Gengjin." The self-aware monk said something mockingly, then closed his eyes and rested his mind, and didn't say a word, but he still had a little spiritual consciousness. fall into someone's hands.

"I won't bother fellow daoist to care about you. But there are other fellow daoists who want to exchange with me. If not, then I won't waste any more time. It's the next one's turn." The green-robed monk tapped The table, said calmly, not to entangle with this brocade-robed monk any more.

The atmosphere became colder, and after another two or three breaths, the green-robed monk frowned tightly, and no one came through the sound transmission. He sighed, then raised his hand, and pressed his palm down lightly. The three brocade boxes in the box were immediately 'clicked' closed, and then he made a gesture to put them away.

"Please wait a moment. If it's convenient, can you tell me the reason why you got injured? Fellow Daoists should also know that if you want to cure some difficult and complicated diseases, you don't have to blindly seek any panacea. You need to prescribe the right medicine. Of course, if a fellow Taoist thinks it’s inappropriate, then forget it and take the liberty of being an old man.” A silver-haired old man sitting in a corner said slowly.

This person didn't wear a mask, and his two long white eyebrows hung down, looking kind and kind.

This old man is a casual cultivator, who calls himself Huafeng Sanren, and is considered to be an elder guest of Xuanyuanzong.This person is good at refining alchemy, forging tools, and drawing talismans. He also likes to specialize in weird things in his daily life. His skills are broad but not refined, broad but not deep.But fortunately, he has a good temper, is usually kind to others, hardly fights with others, and naturally rarely has any grudges with others.

The green-robed monk paused, knocked on the lid of the brocade box a few times in silence, thought for a while, and then said leisurely:

"Fellow Daoist is right. Forget it, if this is the case, let me tell you about it. My injury was caused by a surprise attack in the mist in the past, but I didn't see clearly what kind of monster it was at the time. Beast, I saw that it was covered in a cloud of black air, and it kept making a sound of '咕咕咚咚', which is similar to a child crying, I wonder if you fellow Taoists know what kind of monster it is?"

The green-robed monk did not transmit the sound, but spoke directly and openly.Although the voice was not loud, all the Jindan cultivators present here have extremely sharp ears and eyes, and they can all hear clearly.

"Based on such a simple description from fellow daoist, I really can't tell what kind of monster it is. However, there are only about [-] kinds of monsters that make whimpering noises and like to hide in monster clouds as far as I know. Among them, the most venomous and monsters are "evil" and "hate wind". These two monsters, the former can hurt the human body, the latter can pollute the soul, and since Zhou Tianji Lingdan is useless to fellow Taoists , the one who seriously injured fellow daoist was the 'evil' beast?" The old man twitched his white eyebrows lightly, thought for a few breaths, and then asked a little puzzled: "Forgive me for talking too much, fellow daoist, why are you so reckless? How dare you stay in it?"

"Hehe, Shang Wu's appearance never comes without warning. Who would know in advance?" The green-robed monk shook his head, but did not answer the silver-haired old man's doubts.

However, if a Jindan cultivator knows the danger, but still stays in the mist, there must be some kind of benefit that allows them to fight with their lives, and it is right in front of them, and they can't leave half a step away.

He then said resentfully, with remorse that couldn't go away in his words:

"Fellow Daoist is right, that monster is indeed 'vicious'. It's just that I dragged it on for too long and failed to heal it in time, which left the root of the disease, which has troubled me for decades Yes. Over the years, I have spent all my savings and taken countless elixir, but the symptoms have not been cured, and now there is only this little thing left on my body. I have also asked several seniors for advice, saying that if I take this disease for a long time Soul lotus seeds, there is still some possibility of recovery, but I have searched for many years, and only found a few. Forget it, anyway, I don't have any hope, and I won't waste the time of other fellow Taoists. I don't know If any fellow daoists present have this kind of lotus seeds in their hands, or if they know the news, I will be very grateful!"

"I don't have soul lotus seeds, but I do have three insect pills made from heavenly gu larvae, which can just relieve the injuries of fellow daoists." The silver-haired old man was overjoyed, but he couldn't show it on his face.The Heavenly Gu Chongchong Pill is not a panacea, it is also somewhat toxic.It's just that this insect poison has a little curative effect on 'Evil'.A single elixir can relieve the pain for about a year and a half.

"I thought why fellow daoist asked so many questions. I have already seen it. Fellow daoist has good eyesight. It's just that I have taken the heavenly gu worm pill that fellow daoist said, and it only cured the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want to exchange Gengjin with this, then don’t think about it. You can choose one of Feijian and Yaodan, and if you want Lingshi, it’s even better.” The green-robed monk suddenly realized that he After taking the jade bottle thrown by Huafeng Sanren, he poured out the worm pill and looked at it for a while, then shook his head and said.

"Understood, I have never imagined that I can exchange worm pills for Gengjin. Three Heavenly Gu worm pills for one demon pill, what do you think, fellow Taoist?" Huafeng Sanren nodded with a smile and said.

"There is nothing you can do." The green-robed monk stretched out his hand towards the brocade box, and a golden demon pill flew leisurely towards Huafeng Sanren.

The Sanren grabbed it in his hand, felt the demon pill for a little bit, and immediately put it away, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

"Everyone takes what they need." The green-robed monk said with an unchanged expression.The value of the demon pill is much higher than that of the insect pill, but when will it be divided.

Just when the green-robed monk was putting the worm pill in his hand into the jade bottle, he suddenly turned his head, with joy in his eyes, and said loudly: "Do you really have soul lotus seeds in your hand?"

The green-robed monk's gaze fell on a medium-sized blue-clothed monk, who was none other than Zhang Shiping.

When he was forming a pill not long ago, he once hunted and killed an old turtle that was locked up in a deep valley in Nanzhou, picked a lotus with two stalks, and got dozens of black and white lotus seeds. It was the so-called soul. lotus seeds.

Chapter 473

The green-robed monk's voice attracted everyone's attention, and they looked at him and Zhang Shiping with different expressions.Of course, most of the monks had masks to hide their expressions, Zhang Shiping's expression darkened, and he remained silent.

After a few breaths, the green-robed monk also seemed to suddenly realize that his behavior just now was extremely inappropriate, so he quickly stood up and bowed slightly: "Please forgive me, fellow daoist."

Originally, Zhang Shiping sent a sound transmission to this green-robed monk, and after the exchange meeting ended, the two of them would find another place to make a deal, but unexpectedly, this person's yelling made his idea come to nothing.

The green-robed monk flicked his sleeves on the table, then walked a few steps quickly, and arrived at the side where Zhang Shiping was sitting.

"It's okay, fellow Taoist, please sit down." Zhang Shiping glanced at the brocade box floating around the green-robed monk, suppressed a little unhappiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice, and then he put his consciousness into the storage jade belt around his waist In the process, after five or six breaths of effort, he took out two jade bottles and put them on the table. The bottles were about five or six inches high, and they were a bit larger than ordinary medicine bottles.

Zhang Shiping uncorked the bottle, and poured out a lotus seed the size of a fingernail from each bottle, looked forward, and fell into the outstretched hands of the green-robed monk.The green-robed monk looked at the two black and white lotus seeds in his hand, held them in front of him and looked at them carefully, turned the two small lotus seeds several times in a row, and sniffed them through the mask, his eyes became more and more excited.

He lightly twirled the two lotus seeds with his fingers, took some lotus powder from each, and controlled them with his divine sense to mix them together, congealing into a pill that was three times smaller than a grain of rice.

"Fellow Daoist, can you allow me to try this red soul lotus seed?" Suddenly, this person seemed to remember something, and said with some embarrassment

Zhang Shiping looked at the obviously excited green-robed monk sitting across from him, and nodded slightly, "Fellow Daoist, please go ahead!"