I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 297 Level Seven Flood Scale
"Fellow daoists, the jade slip of Pindao has a lot of origins. It was obtained from a guru from Mulan who was killed by the patriarch Qingxu of our sect. It recorded the spiritual skills practiced by this guru. It is quite powerful!"

Fu Yunzi supported his long beard, bragging happily.

"Haha, if it's really powerful, can the master of Mulan be killed?
You are so cunning and cunning! "

The monk who hadn't grabbed the first place just now didn't give Fu Yunzi any face, and directly demolished the stage.

"Fellow Daoists don't know that at that time, three Nascent Soul Stage cultivators besieged him, which made this person drink his hatred.

Hehe, if fellow Taoists don't believe it, you can ask Patriarch Linghu for proof. "

Fu Yunzi was not annoyed either, and cupped his hands towards the box above.

The person who disrupted the stage immediately shut up and sat back with a depressed face.

"This jade slip was banned by the Mulan people. Although some methods can be used to forcibly read the content, it will also destroy the jade slip, so the entire Nine Kingdoms Alliance has only one copy.

Hehe, Pindao wants to exchange it for a high-level spiritual object of the soil, isn't it too much? "

After Fu Yunzi finished speaking, he scanned the crowd expectantly.

However, all the monks at the alchemy stage were just talking about it, but no one was really willing to bid.

High-level spirit technique?This is an extremely unpopular thing.

Luo Hong is no stranger to spiritual arts, and the Xiaoyuyun Jue I practiced is a kind of spiritual arts, but it is a low-level spiritual art.

In fact, the job of Ling Zhifu was passed down from the Mulan Grassland.

The resources for cultivating immortals in the Mulan Grassland are very scarce, so there is enough motivation to create a spiritual technique that can increase the production of the elixir and spiritual grain.

Even low-level spiritual arts are dauntingly difficult to practice, let alone high-level spiritual arts.

As for the master of the Mulan people, compared to the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, if they want to exchange for the spiritual arts practiced by such a strong man, they must come up with extremely precious spiritual objects.

Paying such a high price, but only getting one spiritual technique that is difficult to practice, it is no wonder that all the alchemy monks are not interested.

Seeing this situation, Fu Yunzi, who had just looked smug just now, immediately lost his expression. He didn't expect the extremely shrewd Nascent Soul to be interested in spiritual arts, so he tried hard and said:
"Fellow Taoists should be aware of the importance that the Mulan people place on their own spiritual arts. It is a coincidence that an article can be circulated this time. If you miss it this time, you may never see it again!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's take a look at what's in the box."

As soon as the words fell, a green wooden box flew towards Fu Yunzi.

Not surprisingly, it was one of the three wearing painted masks who shot.

Although these three people covered their faces, there were quite a few monks doing this in the hall, so after everyone cast curious glances at them, they quickly moved away.

With a flash of joy on Fu Yunzi's face, he exhaled a mouthful of spiritual energy, and blew off the upper spirit talisman on the box cover.

Open it and see that the box is a khaki-yellow stone, the surface is full of veins like tree roots.

"Conceived spirit stone?"

After Fu Yunzi recognized the contents in the box, he sighed slightly and said disappointedly:
"Fellow Daoist, although your Pregnancy Stone is considered a rare treasure, it is far from what a poor Taoist needs, and it's not even high enough. Please take it back."

After re-attaching the talisman, Fu Yunzi threw back the green wooden box with a wave of his hand.

"Ahem, I'll just say it straight.

Pindao exchanged spiritual objects from everyone for the purpose of refining a magic weapon for body protection, so if there are any fellow Taoists who are interested, please come up with the corresponding spiritual objects. "

"Niubi, don't be too greedy. Our six sects are now often at war with the Mulan people. Even if we have high-level spiritual materials that can refine magic weapons for protection, we will only keep them for ourselves."

The cultivator who dismantled the stage just now appeared again. Although what he said was quite blunt, there was truth in it. Many people in the hall nodded silently after hearing this.

Just when Fu Yunzi thought he was coming for nothing this time and was about to step down, Luo Hong suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, let's take a look at what's in the lower box."

An ordinary jade box flew out of Luo Hong's hand. After Fu Yunzi caught it, he opened it for a look, his eyes suddenly widened, and he squeezed out a khaki scale with trembling hands.

There is a layer of faint yellow aura on the surface of the scales, and the aura exuded is astonishingly thick.

In order to ensure that this was the spiritual object he recognized, Fu Yunzi opened his mouth and spit out a sword light at the khaki scales.

After the two collided, the sword light did not leave even a trace on the khaki scales, and Fu Yunzi exclaimed immediately:
"This is at least the scale of a seventh-level earth flood dragon!"

"What! It's a level seven flood dragon scale!"

"This fellow Taoist, I have a bottle of Guiyuan Dan, which can improve the cultivation level of a monk in the alchemy stage. Please trade with me!"

Everyone in the hall became commotion at once and stood up excitedly one after another.

"Hehe, everyone, don't forget the rules of the trade fair."

Just when the scene was about to get out of control, a kind voice came from the box.

This voice was very magical, and it calmed everyone's restless hearts at once, allowing reason to return to the brain.

No need to guess, the speaker is none other than Patriarch Linghu.

Fu Yunzi was overjoyed after confirming that the box contained the scales of the seventh-level earth flood dragon, and hurriedly threw the box containing the spiritual jade slips to Luo Hong, fearing that the other party would regret it.

After putting away the box, Luo Hong continued to drink tea as usual, as if the commotion just now was not caused by him.

The moment Fu Yunzi stepped off the stage, more than a dozen figures in the hall rushed towards the high platform together.

In the end, a purple-robed cultivator was superior and stood on the high platform before everyone else.

The rest of the monks sighed heavily as if they had lost a treasure. Although they were not reconciled, they had no choice but to retreat due to the power of the ancestor Linghu.

"This time I brought a 1000-year-old Hansuizhi, and also exchanged it for high-level earth element spiritual materials. Are you interested?"

Although the purple-robed monk said this to everyone, he kept his eyes on Luo Hong, clearly asking Luo Hong to quickly exchange the dragon scales for his elixir.

It's a pity that Luo Hong's demand for elixir is very small because of her unique cultivation method, so she has no intention of taking this extremely rare thousand-year-old elixir.

Seeing that Luo Hong was unmoved, the purple-robed monk frowned in dissatisfaction, but didn't say much.

After rejecting the two monks who wanted to exchange for the thousand-year-old elixir, he took out two more elixir items to trade, but they failed to make a deal, and finally resigned empty-handed.

After that, the people who came to the stage were the same as the purple-robed cultivator. First, they took out an extremely rare spiritual object in exchange for the remaining seventh-level dragon scales in Luo Hong's hands.

But none of them could arouse Luo Hong's interest, and none of them got what they wanted.

Dissatisfaction gradually accumulated in the crowd, Luo Hong was still calm, but Fan Mengyi was a little restless.

As expected of a master, the ability to pull hatred can always exceed my imagination.

Fortunately, there are always very few monks with precious spiritual objects. When the dozen or so people failed to step down, the fair gradually returned to normal.

After drinking a cup of tea, a female cultivator in red palace attire floated to the high platform and took out a magic weapon in the shape of a ring to exchange pills with others.

Since this magic weapon of hers was once recognized as the master, it can only exert [-]% of its power at most after being obtained by others, so not many monks were interested, and the deal was not concluded in the end.

Just when she was leaving the stage in disappointment, she heard the voice of that fellow daoist who had moved the entire trade fair.

"My fellow Taoist, do you have the Demon-Breaking Pill?"

"Breaking Demon Pill? Of course there is, but"

The female cultivator in palace costume is the elder of the Moon Sect, and she prepared this Demon-Breaking Pill for her to conceive a baby.

Although she is still far away from having a baby, she doesn't want to trade it easily.

(End of this chapter)