Little People of Cultivation

After all the teams had finished, Bai Moran arrived at the largest and most luxurious reception room in the center of the inn according to the agreed time.

There are several grand master chairs along the wall, and on each grand master chair sits an elderly cultivator. Although their temperament looks very good, their gray hair and wrinkles on their faces indicate , their lifespan is not too much.

After looking around, Bai Moran naturally sat on the three chairs belonging to the Bai family.

Sitting next to him was Bai Xiu, who was sipping tea leisurely while enjoying the envious eyes of other cultivators on him.

Bai Moran even admired his concentration, if he had been watched by so many eyes, he might not be as calm as him.

After Bai Moran sat beside him, Bai Xiu even raised a teacup to him as a greeting, but in fact Bai Xiu was still sending a voice transmission to him: "Don't worry about these guys, they are just hopeless people waiting to die. You The Bai family behind you also has your own development potential, which is enough to make them not easily offend you even if they don't support you."

This is also a very helpless and somewhat harsh reality. Those who have the courage to fight will either successfully form alchemy or have already fallen into the chaotic sea. Those who will return to the mortal world want to enjoy the wealth and comfort their families at the same time. A cultivator with a bright future like Bai Moran couldn't make it through.

Thinking of this, Bai Moran also became calm.

When it was almost time for the people to arrive, the old man at the head tapped the table lightly, making everyone's eyes fall on him.

"It's been another ten years, and we old guys finally got together again with this opportunity. Of course, there are also surprising new faces this year."

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but glance at Bai Moran, there was envy in it, but more of it was disheartened and plain.

"Then the exchange meeting will officially begin. Everyone can say what they need, and those who have something in their hands and those who are interested can exchange it."

Although it is an exchange meeting, for these cultivators who have a short lifespan and cannot go further in their cultivation, there is nothing to exchange.In a sense, this exchange meeting is more like a trade fair.

Obviously these people are used to it, and they quickly let go of their airs and said what they needed.

"I want three bone-forging grasses, which can be exchanged for three water-type talismans."

"I have Bone Forging Grass, but I don't use water-type talismans. I want some elixir to widen the meridians."

"It's all for the sake of the younger generation. It's not easy. I changed it." The two boxes were taken out and exchanged in the air. After the two parties checked to make sure there was no problem, the transaction was considered complete.

"I want a elixir that can improve the fetus' aptitude..."

"I want a pill that can improve my physique and treat congenital deficiencies..."

"I want……"

……

Otherwise, after listening for a long time, I found that what they wanted, whether it was medicine pills or spirit herbs, were all prepared for their own descendants.

But it is also understandable, after all, they have only been away from home for at least a hundred years, and there are blood relatives in the family, or promising juniors, and I have no hope of going further. Of course, I will plan more for those people, which is also for myself. The family did their best.

However, these Bai Moran are useless to take pictures. His parents have left enough elixir for health. As for the younger generation of the family, please forgive him for returning to the family for too short a time. Someone like the future star of the family.

Just when Bai Moran was distracted and listening to those people's transactions, Bai Moran was suddenly attracted by something that a person brought out.

"I want a marrow washing pill in exchange for this piece of unknown wood I got in the secret realm." It was a cultivator who looked extremely old and his hair was already white, and he knew this cultivator at a glance His longevity has reached its limit.And what he took out was a black, one-foot-long piece of wood that was as thick as a finger. There was nothing unusual about it. At least Bai Moran didn’t feel any aura fluctuations, no, let alone aura fluctuations. , can't even feel the fluctuation of vitality, it can be seen that this is a piece of dead wood.

But as soon as this piece of wood appeared, it attracted Bai Moran's full attention. Bai Moran opened his own peeping eyes. On this piece of wood, he saw very, very lines of fate, some intermittently connected to himself, some Things are connected intermittently in the unknown space.

This piece of wood has a fate with oneself, but if you miss it, it has a fate with other people.

"Old man Dongfang, I didn't expect you to take out this broken piece of wood again. Could it be because a newcomer came today and wanted to deceive him?" The cultivator of Nangong's family laughed, "Just the body of your great nephew , Let him get married early and pay for your branch, don't wait until the man is gone to regret it."

Obviously someone said strange things, this is not the first time that the Eastern cultivator didn't even blink his eyelids, and looked straight at Bai Moran who was attending the exchange meeting for the first time.

After the elixir of these cultivators came to the mortal world, they could only go out and not in. Even if someone had something like the marrow washing pill, they planned to leave it to their own descendants, and few people exchanged it.

Therefore, the old man's target was on Bai Moran from the beginning. Among the people present, only Bai Moran had just left the cultivation world and was about to return to the human body, and there was no shortage of pills.

But he was just taking a gamble. After all, although the wood came from a secret realm, he had seen it before, and he couldn't recognize what it was. In addition, there was no life, so maybe the wood was really useless. .

"I do have the marrow washing pill, but can you let me see the wood?" After hesitating for a while, Bai Moran still asked.

A gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the old man, "Of course." Then he sent the piece of wood skillfully and was caught firmly by Bai Moran.

Bai Moran really couldn't see anything special about this wood, it was like the stump of a tree that had been struck by lightning, but it wasn't like the common lightning strike wood in the cultivation world that contained the power of lightning and had no vitality and spirit. Strength, like an ordinary piece of charred wood.

But it was impossible for Bai Moran not to trust his own prying eyes, so he took out a medicine bottle and handed it to the old man.

"I want this piece of wood, this is a marrow washing pill."

The old man took the elixir almost ecstatically, and immediately put away the elixir after checking that there was no problem.