You Practice Immortality, I Farm

  Chapter 51

  Lu Xuan hurriedly lowered his head, not looking at the black kite, and the evil thought passing by him quickly disappeared.

   "What the hell."

  He cursed secretly in his heart, and was more cautious about the forces behind the black market.

  Arranging a dozen of such weird paper kites to patrol the black market, one can imagine the horror of the forces behind it.

  He walked slowly while carefully paying attention to his surroundings.

   "There are more monks entering the black market than I imagined. If two hundred people come in and pay an entrance fee of three spirit stones, then at least six hundred spirit stones will be paid. This is too profitable!"

   "The aura in this black market is stronger than that in the outer area of ​​Fangshi. I don't know how long the three spirit stones can stay. If there is no time limit, then simply stay in the black market to practice and gather a wave of aura."

  He thought of it in his heart, but he didn't have the idea of ​​trying it. After all, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

  The purpose of the forces behind the black market is to earn spirit stones, but there is no reason for the monks to turn the other way.

  The management of the entire black market is relatively loose. The monks who come in can set up stalls at will. As long as they don't occupy other people's stalls or cause other conflicts, the managers in the black market will not intervene.

   Lu Xuan carefully searched the things on the booth.

  The main purpose of his coming here this time is to find rare or unknown spiritual species, seedlings, or monster cubs, monster eggs, etc.

Secondly, see if you can find a formation with stronger protection. The defense formation in the yard is still left by the original Yaxing. I only have the right to use it for a period of time, and as the number of spiritual plants in the spiritual field increases, The grade is getting higher and higher, and the current formation seems a bit stretched.

Secondly, to see if there are any suitable exercises for you. The light group rewards issued by the mature Lingzhi have not yet appeared in the category of exercises. Although the current practice time is not too long, if you can find an advanced exercise, Lu Xuan Think you can try it out.

  Then there is the defensive magic weapon, whether it is the split silver blade, the Lihuo sword, or the thunder fire ball, etc., they are all offensive weapons, and Lu Xuan feels that he needs to make up for his shortcomings.

  However, with the white light ball at the base and four red cloud pine nuts that are about to mature, he does not urgently need the magic weapon.

   The first thing to sell is the first-grade flying sword left by Qin Ming. It has been placed in the storage bag to take up space. It has been so long, and it is on the black market, so Lu Xuan has nothing to worry about.

  If the price of Chiyunsong pine nuts is right, they can also be considered for sale. There is also the second-grade Lihuo sword, whose function conflicts with the split silver blade.

  Although the latter is only the first grade, because it can split many fragments, it can have a surprising effect, and Lu Xuan uses it more smoothly.

  The goods on the stalls were all kinds of strange things, and Lu Xuan even saw several eerie paper figurines on one booth.

  Pale paper body, with two bright blushes on the cheeks, and a weird smile on the corner of the mouth.

  The stall owner was also weird, with a thin figure, not much thicker than a piece of paper, with a frail appearance, wearing a loose red and green robe, and looked eerie at first glance.

   There are also many strange materials on the stalls, monsters, parts of evil spirits, and some things of unknown origin.

  Huge pupils that can crawl on their own, weird monsters born in one body, with countless slender tentacles, hair **** that flutter in the wind like seaweed...

"Um?"

  Passing by a booth, Lu Xuan couldn't help but pause.

On the booth, there were several good-looking female cultivators, who practiced Qi on the first and second levels. Each female cultivator was tightly bound by black ropes, which made the body parts more prominent, and people couldn't help but grow A sense of tyranny, wishing to ravage severely.

   There is a black cardboard in front of the female nun, on which is written:

   "Sell the furnace at a low price, and practice low-level Qi training."

   "Fellow Daoist, do you want to try the quality?"

  Behind the booth, a skinny and masked monk said harshly to Lu Xuan.

   "No, I need to ensure that the Yuanyang is not lost before I practice the exercises and build the foundation."

  Lu Xuan casually made up a reason and walked over the booth.

  He frowned slightly, his thoughts fluttering in his heart.

  In my impression, before Wang Shan was invaded and polluted by evil spirits, he had bought a female cultivator on the second floor of Qi training in the black market, and she even showed it off in front of Lu Xuan.

  After buying it, Brother Wang Shan sang all the way and rose rapidly.

  Thinking about it now, Lu Xuan sensed that something was wrong. Being happy with others can quickly improve his cultivation level. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Perhaps, the encounter with the invasion of evil spirits is closely related to the female cultivator on the second level of Qi training.

  Thinking of this, Lu Xuan couldn't help speeding up his pace by two points.

  He came to a booth. The owner of the stall was a female cultivator. The aura on her body could vaguely tell that her cultivation was not weak, at least she was a mid-level Qi training monk, and she might even be a high-level Qi training practitioner.

  The stalls in front of her were mostly filled with elixir and spiritual plants, the lowest being first-grade spiritual plants, many of which Lu Xuan had never even seen before.

  Lu Xuan pretended to choose from the booth, and finally picked up a vine about half a foot long.

  The vines are dark black, twisted and twisted, with knotted roots, like the body of a winding black snake.

   "Fellow Daoist, where did this vine come from, can you tell me?"

  He asked the nun.

   "This is a vine, a third-grade spiritual plant. It can be used to refine whip-shaped or rope-shaped instruments. After being ground into powder, it can also be added to some medicinal materials."

  The nun replied lightly.

   "I remember that vine-type spiritual plants can be cultivated by cuttings, so is this vine okay?"

   Lu Xuan asked curiously.

   "It is possible in theory, but I advise you not to wishful thinking, even a spiritual planter in a large sect cannot easily cultivate it."

   "Only those vines that have been specially treated, coupled with unique cultivation methods, can it be possible to grow a section of vine into a complete vine."

   "Really? Then I'm really a little whimsical."

   Lu Xuan sighed, his expression hard to hide his disappointment.

   "I'm a little interested in this vine, and I plan to go back and refine it into a rope-shaped magic weapon. Fellow Daoist, please make a price!"

   "The third-grade spiritual plant, the appearance is good, but it is a little shorter. If you really want it, you can bring it with two hundred spirit stones."

  Although the female cultivator saw Lu Xuan's cultivation level at a glance, she did not show any contempt. After all, in the black market, cultivation base is the most uncountable thing.

   "Two hundred spirit stones, that's too expensive."

   Lu Xuan quickly shook his head, he now only has a total net worth of more than two hundred spirit stones, so it is naturally difficult to make a decision all at once.

  He hesitated for a moment, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, and took out the second-grade Lihuo sword from the storage bag.

   "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this second-grade flying sword? Can I exchange it for your vine?"

  The female cultivator took the flying sword in Lu Xuan's hand and injected a bit of spiritual power, and bursts of flames flew out of the fiery red sword.

   "Flying sword is not bad, how about this, you add another thirty spirit stones, and take away the vine."

   "Fellow Daoist, this vine of yours is only a short section. It's too restrictive to refine magic tools, and it's a bit tasteless to refine elixir."

   "Besides, the material is the cheapest of all things. My flying sword is enough to exchange for it."

   "Twenty spirit stones."

   "It's still expensive, ten spirit stones, I'll take them right away."

  The nun hesitated.

   Since this vine is slightly short, its value does have a great impact, and she has kept it in her hand for a long time.

   As for Lu Xuan's second-grade flying sword, she liked it very much, so she nodded directly.

"good."

  (end of this chapter)