Little People of Cultivation

Seeing that Bai Moran put away the wood, Bai Xiu didn't know what's so good about it, but he still sent a voice transmission to Bai Moran: "Old man Dongfang has a grand nephew whose meridians have been detected to be blocked since he was born, and he probably won't live until he is 20 years old. , now only 17 years old, he wanted the marrow washing pill ten years ago, but no one gave it to him. Even if his great-nephew survives, this person's life expectancy is only two years, it is estimated that what he left That great nephew can't keep it either."

Bai Moran suddenly understood that no matter how crude the relics of a cultivator in the foundation building period are, they are rare treasures in the night market in the mortal world. If they have no ability or status, owning these cultivator's things is like a three-year-old child crossing the market with gold. .

Bai Moran couldn't help but rejoice that the elixir he left to his parents was not very precious, at most it was a life-preserving elixir, and as long as he was alive, he could deter those who wanted to sway his parents.

But that old man was destined to be a passer-by. After Bai Moran got the black wood, he stopped paying attention to him, and just watched other people's transactions quietly, but there was nothing that could make Bai Moran's eyes shine again. It can be seen that even if these cultivators really have good things, it is impossible to trade them.

This exchange meeting lasted for two hours, and by the time it ended, it was already in full swing.

Today is exactly the fifteenth day, and the moon hangs in the night sky like a pure white jade plate. What kind of moonlight shines on this huge and elegant scene, adding a touch of hazy color to those carefully designed beautiful scenery.

Bai Moran walked in the corridor and looked up at the moon in the sky. His heart couldn't help but he tiptoed and jumped onto the roof.

Sitting on the high roof, Bai Moran took out a jug of spiritual wine from his storage bag.

Well, apart from the storage bracelet that Bai Ling gave him, there are several storage bags hanging around Bai Moran's waist. In addition to being used as a cover, these storage bags will also contain some sundries that Bai Moran thinks. The space of the bracelet is also limited, he can't let some messy things occupy the space of the storage bracelet.

The wine brewed in the cultivation world, although it contains spiritual power, is not as good as the wine in the mortal world in terms of taste and stamina. Of course, it may be because Bai Moran has not yet had access to the real good wine in the cultivation world.But this kind of wine is enough for Bai Moran to enjoy.

Without taking the cup, he patted the mud on the mouth of the bottle and took a sip.

Feeling the aura contained in the wine spreading through his mouth and entering every cell in his body, Bai Moran couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably. Sure enough, the wine brewed with the spiritual fruit he had grown was delicious, and Bai Moran even had some divergent thoughts. Thinking about going back to the realm of comprehension, should I get some more spirit wine brewing recipes, and I don't know if the wine making techniques of the mortal world can be applied to spirit wine?I don't know if Bai Ling drank all the wine?

Thinking of how much wine he had given Bai Ling before he left, Bai Moran couldn't help but smirked while holding the jug. Fortunately, no one saw Bai Moran on the roof. collapsed.

However, Bai Moran quickly came to his senses, put away his smirk, took out his own pagoda, and released the little tree man inside.The little tree man was obviously stunned when he first came out, he didn't understand why he went from a very comfortable place to a roof with no soil at all, but when he saw Bai Moran, he obviously understood what was going on. Although he can't speak, he conveyed his complaint clearly through the contract.

Bai Moran rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and comforted his partner: "Okay, little girl, I won't call you out so suddenly in the future, I will compensate you ten, no, twenty low-grade spirit stones as compensation. "

Bai Moran once complained in his heart that Bai Ling didn't know how to choose a name. In fact, he himself is a waste of names. This little tree person is really too small, just like a tree tree, so he was named Xiaoya. Fortunately, this little tree man is really too young to understand the meaning of this name at all, otherwise he would not have quarreled with Bai Moran.

"By the way, little girl, take a look at what this is?" Bai Moran took out that black piece of wood, and the little girl's attention was immediately attracted as soon as he took it out.