Xiantu

The teleportation array was not far from Luan Xingzong, but after a stick of incense, everyone came to the periphery of Luan Xingzong.The Luan Xingzong covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, several times that of the Liuyun Sect. It has specially designated a mountain range to receive the monks who came to participate in the Luan Xing Trading Conference.The palaces and pavilions on the mountains are exquisite and unusual, like a fairyland on earth.

The Liuyun Sect occupied a palace by itself, and there were hundreds of courtyards of different sizes in the palace, which were enough to house the monks who came here.

Song Mo, as a cultivator in the Yuanyuan Realm, can own a courtyard by himself, so Mu Li naturally lives with him.

After entering the room, Song Mo asked curiously, "Ah Li, when Master Nalan appeared just now, your expression was a little strange, what happened?"

Mu Li frowned, and said: "That Reverend Lan, the aura on his body is a bit strange... It seems that something is wrong."

Song Mo said: "What's wrong?"

Mu Li shook his head: "I can't tell, the breath is very faint, if there is nothing... maybe I feel wrong."

Mu Li spoke vaguely, and Song Mo was confused. Seeing that Mu Li didn't intend to explain further, he just sat there thinking, and didn't ask any further.Anyway, Master Nalan is a high-ranking alchemy-returning cultivator, and he will have no chance to contact him in the future. Even if something goes wrong, it's not his turn to eat carrots and worry about it.

Five days later, the Luan Xing Trading Conference will officially start, which will last for two months.

Mu Li goes out early and returns late every day, going in and out of various shops, large and small auctions and secret stores, to buy spiritual objects that are helpful for her recovery.Judging by his appearance, he has gained a lot.

On this day, while Muli was going out, Song Mo also left the courtyard where he lived and went to the valley where the trading conference was located.

This trading meeting was held in a valley called Feiyu Valley in Luan Xingzong. Although it is a valley, it is very wide, stretching for tens of miles from north to south.Luan Xingzong divided it into three parts. The south side is used to set up stalls for monks and exchange items freely. A witch monk who came from afar.

The Wu Clan is famous for being good at all kinds of Gu poison in the Fengji Continent. Song Mo came here for this purpose this time. He only hopes that there are people who are worthy of his reputation and don't let himself down.

In order to ensure the safety of all the monks participating in the trade conference, the entire Feiyu Valley was covered by a huge magic circle, and every monk who entered it would receive a jade token.There is a small magic circle engraved on the jade tablet, which echoes the huge magic circle covering Feiyu Valley, which can cover the face of a monk, and even a real person in the return realm cannot see through it.

It is precisely because there is no need to worry about revealing your identity that you can often buy things that cannot be bought in the outside world at trade conferences, and rare things are often sold out.

Song Mo received the jade token at the entrance of Feiyu Valley, and after entering Feiyu Valley, the jade token lit up with a cloud of black mist, covering his entire body in it, making it blurry.

Song Mo took a deep breath, and walked to the north where the Wu people were.

The Luan Xing Trading Conference was mixed with dragons and snakes. In addition to the major sect families attached to Luan Xingzong, some other sect disciples and casual cultivators on the Fengji Continent would also be attracted to come.

People come and go in the valley, and the southern area where you can freely set up stalls to exchange items is the busiest. When you get to the northern area where the Wu clan is located, it gradually becomes quieter.Occasionally, monks walked by, but they walked in a hurry.

This is not surprising, although the Wu people are good at making poison and alchemy, some special elixir and elixir produced in their territory are very popular among monks.However, the Wu people are very xenophobic and do not welcome monks other than the Wu people to enter the southern border wilderness. Those who dare to enter the southern border wilderness without authorization have always been exterminated.Therefore, the Wu Clan and the monks actually hate each other. If it weren't for the Wu Clan who also needed to exchange cultivation items with outside monks, they would never be invited by Luan Xingzong to participate in the once-in-a-century Luan Xing Trading Conference.

There are not many shops opened by the Wu clan, so Song Mo picked one that looked quite large and walked in.

The store is divided into several counters, and spirit herbs, elixirs, and magical artifacts are all for sale. Song Mo glanced at them roughly. These magical artifacts are quite different from the usual ones. Spirit-like herbal medicines are also rare.

Standing behind the counter were a few Wu people, all wearing bells and stone chains on their wrists and necks, and their attire was very different from that of monks.

Except for Song Mo, there were only a few monks who came to buy items in the store, and their bodies were covered by a faint black mist, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

Seeing that Song Mo was just looking around and didn't intend to buy something, a middle-aged Wu tribe stepped forward and asked, "Senior, what kind of things do you want to buy?"

Song Mo coughed lightly, changed his voice, and said harshly: "I got a strange poison on my lower body. I heard that your witch clan is very good at poison, so come and try it."

The middle-aged man didn't expect Song Mo to come here for this purpose, he hesitated, and said, "This..."

Song Modao: "As long as you have a way to get rid of the Gu poison on my body, spirit stones are not a problem. If you don't want spirit stones, I can also exchange some rare materials." As he spoke, a dark green stone appeared out of thin air in his hand, After shaking in front of the middle-aged man, he took back the storage bag.

It's a pity that Song Mo's effort was obviously in vain. The middle-aged man didn't know the rumored treasured mustard stone, so he still shook his head and refused: "The shop doesn't..."

Before the words fell, an old voice suddenly sounded in the hall:

"Sang Bai, you bring him up."

Hearing this order, the middle-aged man's face immediately became very respectful, and he said to Song Mo: "Our third elder wants to see you, he is the most proficient elder in the clan, please come with me."

Song Mo followed the middle-aged man up to the second floor. This is a private room. The room is very simply furnished. Apart from a wooden shelf full of various bottles and cans, there is only a table and two chairs.

An old man of the Wu tribe was sitting on a chair, looking him up and down with his eyes.Judging from the aura emanating from his body, he should have the cultivation base of the late stage of Peiyuan Realm.

The middle-aged man brought Song Mo here and retreated respectfully.The old man Song Mochao cupped his hands: "I've met fellow Taoist."

The old man looked at Song Mo for a while without saying a word, and then said, "Show me your hand."

Song Mo walked over according to his words, and the old man stretched out his hand to wrap around Song Mo's wrist, a wave of pure spiritual power poured into Song Mo's body, and began to investigate.

After a while, the old man withdrew his hand, frowned, and muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be..." Then he fell into deep thought.

Song Mo didn't dare to disturb him. After waiting for a meal, seeing that the old man was still thinking about it, he thought for a while and said, "Here is an antidote to the Gu poison, which can suppress the Gu poison for ten years. , Do you want to take a look, Fellow Daoist?"

As he spoke, he handed over the jade bottle containing the antidote.

The old man took it, poured out a blood-red pill from the jade bottle, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly thought of something, a strange color flashed in his eyes.He pointed at the pill with his fingertips and ejected a wisp of green air. After touching the pill, the wisp of green air gradually became transparent, and then turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated in the air.

Song Mo couldn't understand why, but judging from the old man's expression, he seemed to know the antidote quite well, and asked impatiently, "Fellow Daoist, did you see anything?"

The old man pondered: "This elixir seems to be made from the blood of some kind of monster... but there are other things mixed in it, I'm not sure, it would be great if it had pure blood..." He sighed regretfully tone.

"Blood..." Song Mo frowned in thought, wondering if the antidote was Mu Li's blood?Then he asked again: "Then what about the Gu poison on my body?"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Song Mo: "I checked just now, and there are indeed traces of Gu poison in your body, but I can't find where it hides, unless I can lure it out."

"How can I lure it out?"

"The essence/blood of the voodoo is preferably the blood of the heart, but ordinary blood can barely be used."

Song Mo frowned and remained silent, before asking after a while: "If I take the essence/blood of the person who cast the voodoo, are you sure you can completely remove the venom from my body?"

Hearing the words, the old man's eyes flickered, he glanced at Song Mo calmly, and said, "I don't know what kind of Gu poison it is, so I can't make promises to fellow daoists. But our witch clan always pays attention to credibility, and fellow daoists can After the Gu poison is completely removed, the reward will be paid."

Song Mo hesitated for a moment, and made up his mind: "Okay! Then please wait for me for a few days, fellow Taoist, I need a little time."