I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 302: Exchange Talismans for Wine!

Tao Teng glared fiercely at Tuntian Demon King, warning him not to act rashly.

Tuntian Demon King hesitated for a moment, ignored the warning from the glutton, swallowed and said, "I want to eat!"

"It's the same kind as your monster clan, and it can even be said to be the ancestor of your monster clan."

He Pingan paused, and then continued to ask: "Are you sure you want to eat?"

Swallowing the demon king said without hesitation: "Among the demon clan, devouring each other is the norm."

"Besides, our toad clan and the gluttonous clan don't die forever."

"Although, Tao Tie has long since ignored the Toad Clan."

"Oh, how do you say that?"

He Pingan became interested, and motioned to Tuntian Demon King to sit opposite him, and asked him to cut a piece of meat and talk while eating.

"The king of our toad clan, the last sky-swallowing clam died at the hands of Taoist."

Tuntian opened his mouth slowly, uncovering the root cause of the toad clan's decline.

At that time, this glutton had just become a demon god, and he was very ambitious, and wanted to continue to improve his cultivation and rush to the demon emperor realm.

Knowing that the supreme king of the toad clan, Tun Tian Ha, has the same innate supernatural powers as the gluttonous clan's innate supernatural powers.

If he can devour the Tiantian Clam, whether it is his innate supernatural power or his cultivation, there will be a great breakthrough.

Afterwards, he succeeded in a sneak attack, but he did not leave the Sky-Tuning Toad behind, and was escaped by him. Since then, the Sky-Tuning Toad disappeared in this world and never appeared again.

This disappearance is 1 years.

In the middle of this, there was a toad demon who was lucky enough to cultivate into a demon fairy, but was also swallowed by the gluttonous demon god.

So far, the toad clan has completely declined.

"It turns out there is still this matter, come, let's go."

He Pingan was about to comfort the Tuntian Demon King, but he just raised his right hand, but found that there was nothing there, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed, and put down his raised hand again.

When I came to this world, I haven’t had beer for a long time, and I don’t know if Qingdao is still suffering.Does the snow flutter?Bai Wei not enough stamina?Kill Wusu or not?

Thinking of this, He Ping'an waved his hand, and the mana was shot out from the air.

Hundreds of miles away, Taiping Fucheng, Taohuayuan Restaurant.

Several altars of old wine made from peach blossoms kept in the cellar in the backyard suddenly broke through the cellar, burst out of the air, and flew towards the outside of the Fucheng.

"Wine, the wine is flying to the sky"

It was not meal time at this time, the waiter who was busy in the backyard was the first to notice the abnormality, his eyes were so startled that he almost fell to the ground, and he stumbled towards the restaurant.

"The shopkeeper, the wine, the wine is gone"

Xiao Er came to the front of the building and screamed in panic.

"What nonsense, what wine is gone?"

The shopkeeper, who was resting on the counter, opened his sleepy eyes after being woken up, and walked out of the restaurant door, just in time to see the old wine flying into the air, and immediately screamed: "Monster, the monster stole the wine!"

Taiping Mansion was close to Southern Xinjiang, and the first thing he thought of was that some monsters would come to steal wine.

He hurriedly took Xiao Er to the cellar, first to see how much peach blossom wine was lost.

The peach blossom wine in the cellar is all old wine that he has treasured for many years. Compared with the old wine sold outside, both the taste and the price are much better.

At this moment, a golden talisman floated down from the sky and landed in the shopkeeper's hand.

"what is this?"

The shopkeeper looked at the dog-painted peach-hu talisman in his hand, and took a closer look. It knew me, but I didn't know it.

"Monster, stole my old wine, and still want to use this fake talisman to fool me?"

The shopkeeper pointed at the direction where the wine jar disappeared and cursed: "I will report to the officials later, and I must ask the immortal master of the Palace of Eternal Life to arrest this monster!"

"Shopkeeper, how do you know this talisman is fake?"

The little second next to him asked suspiciously.

"This can still be true. The words on it are like tadpoles. I don't know any of them!"

"The talismans drawn by the Three Immortals in the city don't look like this!"

The shopkeeper unfolded the golden talisman and wanted to tear it off, but who knew that it was just a piece of yellow paper, but it was extremely tough, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't tear it apart.

At this moment, a kindly middle-aged Taoist in a blue Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of him: "Shopkeeper, let the poor Taoist take a look at this talisman?"

Many monks in the city have already discovered the scene where the monster stole the wine just now.

The shopkeeper glanced casually, only to realize that nearly a hundred monks had unknowingly surrounded him.

On the ground, there were only about thirty people, and in mid-air, there were more than sixty people standing in the air.

All of these people stared at the talisman in their hands with piercing eyes.

So many fairy masters and shopkeepers hesitated, as if they realized that the talismans in their hands were somewhat extraordinary.

He swept his eyes, and happened to see not far away, a thin old Taoist who had just controlled the escape light, flew over, immediately beamed with joy, and shouted: "Master Lingxuan, come and help me see this talisman."

This thin and old Taoist is exactly the Master of the Three Immortals who he trusts very much.

All the monks around immediately looked at the old Taoist Lingxuan who was at the sixth rank.

"hiss"

Lingxuan Lao Daoist was suddenly stared at by the burning eyes of many high-ranking third-rank experts, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the cold sweat on his palms broke out in an instant.

"Master Lingxuan, come quickly!"

The shopkeeper was very anxious, and wanted to quickly confirm the authenticity of this talisman, which was related to whether he should go to the Palace of Longevity to report to the official.

Seeing old Taoist Lingxuan standing there blankly, he couldn't help urging him.

At this time, Lingxuan Lao Dao couldn't bear the coercion of so many senior experts, and he couldn't hear the shopkeeper's shout in his ears.

Just as he was hesitating whether to withdraw from the crowd, the voice of the middle-aged Taoist with a kind face clearly fell into his ears: "Since you are asked to come, come here."

It was just a soft voice, but it immediately dispelled the coercion of the surrounding people, and the six senses of Lingxuan's old way returned to normal.

"Yes, thank you Master Chongyang."

The old Taoist Lingxuan hurried over obediently.

Seeing the old Taoist Lingxuan listening to the middle-aged Taoist so much, the shopkeeper gave the middle-aged Taoist a surprised look. This Taoist seemed to have a higher status than the Immortal Master Lingxuan.

"Master Lingxuan, just now a monster stole several altars of my treasured peach blossom wine and left this talisman, please help me to see it."

The shopkeeper handed over the golden talisman in his hand.

The old Taoist Lingxuan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the real person Chongyang, and saw that the other person nodded slightly, then took the talisman and put it in his hand to ponder carefully.

After ten breaths, the old Taoist Lingxuan was sweating profusely, with an anxious expression on his face.

This talisman is really weird.

Obviously looking at it, it is just drawn on ordinary yellow paper, but holding it in the hand, it gives people a very solid feeling.

He poured all the spiritual power in his body into the talisman, but it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and the talisman didn't respond at all.

"How about it?"

The shopkeeper was so anxious that he kept asking.

"Uh."

"Probably worth 100 taels of silver."

The old Taoist Lingxuan doesn't know how much this talisman is worth, but so many experts are eyeing this talisman, and it is always right to say that it is more expensive.

Just when he was about to blurt out the words, seeing the sharp eyes of Master Chongyang, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly changed his words: "Gold!"

"100 taels of gold?"

The shopkeeper's complexion changed, unexpectedly, such a talisman was worth a hundred taels of gold.

You know, when he usually goes to the Temple of the Three Immortals to get an amulet, it only costs ten taels of silver.

As for the fine wine in his cellar, if he empties it all, it can be worth at most a hundred taels of silver, which is ten taels of gold.

Calculated in this way, I am simply earning blood!

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled, and the corners of his mouth were raised to the sky.

"Well, shopkeeper, do you still report to the official?"

The little second at the side asked "tactfully".

"Report to the official? Report to what official? When did I say that?"

The shopkeeper asked in surprise.

Nima, you don't accept what you said just now. Xiao Er complained in his heart, and continued: "That monster just now."

"Don't talk nonsense, that's not a monster, it's obviously the God of Wealth!"

The shopkeeper covered Xiaoer's mouth and said.

No matter how bad he is at this time, he knows that he has met a noble person.

At this moment, Chongyang Daoist at the side asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, are you willing to sell this talisman?"

"I am willing to pay 150 taels of gold!"

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(End of this chapter)