Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 169 Soul Burning Furnace

(Thanks to my classmate I’m Not a Beauty!, my classmate Everyday Song, my forever classmate promised by the gods, and classmate Qi Yuqing’s pink~! O(∩_∩)O~ Thanks to classmate Zhouxi for the reward~! I decided to buy tickets in advance Go home and retreat, the outside environment is really not suitable for staying at home. I’d better stay away from all the fun stuff on vacation in the future, alas~)

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"That Nangong Zangfeng has an unknown origin. Why did the Supreme Elder..."

"You don't understand this. That ancestor is very thoughtful and his actions are the most difficult to predict. There must be deep meaning in recognizing Nangong Zangfeng. Even if that person is not his bloodline, so what if he admits it openly? It's not... haha, that is. How much can a bastard recognized from the outside do? It’s good to put it on the bright side and block hidden arrows." Zhao Cangyu said nonchalantly. He didn’t believe it. Just because of some token, his ancestors Completely trusting a boy who appeared out of nowhere.

This matter was very strange, but now it seemed that it had nothing to do with him, and he was happy to watch from the sidelines.

The people below dare not answer the question. When it comes to the Supreme Elders in the sect, there are many mistakes in what they say.

"Get ready. When I come back from the sect, I will propose marriage to that Mo Ranyi!" Zhao Cangyu closed his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"Young Master?!" The people below opened their eyes wide, and even the title that Zhao Cangyu never liked came out unconsciously.

"Do as I say, and this matter is done. I won't care about what happened before." He narrowed his eyes slightly and said dissatisfied.

His body trembled, and he naturally knew that what the young master was talking about was something he had deceived and made up before.

"Yes." He said in his heart, this task is really not difficult, the young master is rich, and as for the cultivator's marriage, everything else is secondary, and a thick betrothal gift is the top priority.

If you pile up a pile of spiritual stones, even the woman made of Bing Xin will probably melt away.

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Since that time when she showed off her purple and gold fritillaries, Mo Ranyi has gained a little fame, and the business of her shop has also improved a lot.

Not only did she sell a few more flying swords, but the purchase of materials was also quite smooth. The prices she gave were fair and she never overpriced or defaulted on payment. Gradually, a few people came to her place to sell materials as a habit.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, this is a good thing. You can't get it from other places without three thousand low-grade spiritual stones." The little old man with a mustache and a shrewd look deliberately lowered his voice and his eyes were bright. Jingliang, with an expression like I’m giving you a favor, but you’re sorry if you don’t buy it.

Mo Ranyi held it in his hand and looked at it over and over. He timidly raised his head and looked at him apologetically, "This ghost-cultivated object... is not easy to take..."

For three thousand low-grade spirit stones, Mo Ranyi really wanted to hit her with a hammer. Do you think she was taken advantage of?
Not only is it difficult to sell, in Colorful Cloud City, it is impossible to sell even one item in the box for hundreds of years. I don’t know where this old boy got it from, but he broke the furnace and wanted to sell it to her at a high price. ,dream!

"This is an authentic soul-burning furnace!" the little old man yelled, looking like you didn't know what he was dealing with.

Burning soul?Listen to the name, what can she use this stove for?Stuff all the ghosts in the Soul Bead and burn them all?Her little chubby girl still fights her with two swords!
Her fat girl never opened her belly, but she had eaten "full" with her heart in mind, and she still burned?Burn your head!

Mo Ranyi really wanted to tell him that she practiced authentic Taoist mystical methods, but this explanation seemed very feeble after it was revealed that she had spent a large amount of spiritual stones several times to purchase soul beads. .

Even her identity as a weapon refiner can't cover it up for her, so her Ghost Sword Butterfly's appetite has increased. Alas, think about the two of them, Wolf Ya and the princess. I don't know where the piles of blood food went. Still so "petite"...

Or, the products produced by Mo Ranyi's family are all for a physique that can only be eaten without getting fat?

"Fellow Taoist also knows that the business of my small shop is not very good, and I don't have many idle spiritual stones in my hands. I still have most of the meteorite iron I had last time when I was sold by my fellow Taoist..." Mo Ranyi said in a very embarrassed tone.

"Didn't you sell all your meteorite swords?" the little old man blurted out, obviously not believing that Mo Ranyi's funds had not been withdrawn.

"Fellow Taoist, do you think I'm lying?" Her eyes widened, surprised and aggrieved. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes quickly became covered with mist. She took a long breath and tried her best to calm down. Pretending to be indifferent, he said: "Fellow Taoist, let's see for ourselves."

With a wave of his hand, there was a loud "bang", and a large piece of meteorite iron flashing with silver light suddenly appeared between the two of them.

His mustache trembled unnaturally, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

"It's true that the meteorite iron swords sold in the small shop are fake, but my skills are not very good. It took a lot of time to smelt the meteorite iron. Then I made all the effort to refine the flying sword. It was a lot of waste. I didn't have any spare energy to refine it anymore. So, Let it go for now."

The landlord's family doesn't have any food left. Please, don't you come here to cut down the autumn wind? !

"But this soul-burning furnace is really a rare good thing. It will naturally be of great benefit to ghost cultivators. It will also be in the hands of some monks who raise ghost ghosts..." The little old man shook his head in despair, "That's all. , since fellow Taoist is not interested, I won’t force it. Buying and selling cannot be done with kindness and justice. Next time I buy something, I’ll come and appreciate it with fellow Taoist.”

How could he not know that this soul-burning furnace was used by no one but ghost cultivators, and was beneficial to spirit ghosts and the like, but the price was obviously not something that ordinary cultivators could afford.

If you move to a place where ghost cultivators often hang out, you can naturally sell it for a good price, but the journey is far away, and there are not as many familiar people and connections as he does in Colorful Cloud City. He is a third-level monk in the Qi Refining Stage, holding such a There is something worth thousands of low-grade spiritual stones floating around. If the buyer fails to find it, he will die first!
"Linggui?" Mo Ranyi's eyes flashed, and he asked with a strong thirst for knowledge: "What does it have to do with the spirit ghost? Wouldn't the quality be better if the spirit ghost is burned?"

"No, no, no." The little old man kept shaking his head, "For example, when we eat, we fry and fry to make the food more delicious. This soul-burning stove has the same function. It uses the ghosts as the incense to light it. Transformed into the purest ghost energy..." Mo Ranyi's heart moved, and he glanced at the Ghost Sword Butterfly hanging in the void without revealing anything. The fat girl's bun-shaped face bloomed like a flower, and her big eyes were astonishing. He was glued to the soul-burning furnace, his little mouth kept squirming, and Chi Guoguo looked greedy.

"I heard what fellow Taoist said, it's really a good thing..." Mo Ranyi pretended to be moved, and glanced at the stove intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man obviously didn't expect Mo Ranyi to react like this. Why did it seem like this was the first time he heard about the soul-burning furnace?

To say that he is willing to deal with this little girl, it is because she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable about many rare and precious materials. She is also involved in weapon refining. At first glance, she is a child trained by everyone. This is something he will never You may be wrong. With his third-level cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage, he is able to get along like a fish in this Colorful Cloud City because of his unique eyesight!
According to his observations, this fellow Taoist Mo probably raised ghosts.

Otherwise, why would we need so many soul-residing beads?It's just that she didn't expect that she had never heard of the Soul Burning Furnace. It was really... contradictory.

Incomprehensible!

"Three thousand low-grade spiritual stones are too many. I really can't take them out." Mo Ranyi asked cautiously: "How about one thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

The little old man opened his eyes wide, gasped through his nose, and blew his beard, "What are you kidding me, fellow Taoist, a thousand low-grade spiritual stones?!" He looked at the stove up and down, and poked one of its feet with his finger. , “It’s better to buy a leg!”

Mo Ranyi's eyes flashed with helplessness. He had dealt with this old man not once or twice. The things the old man took out were all good, but this was good, with a little moisture in it, just like this soul-burning furnace. In the hands of a person with three thousand low-grade spiritual stones, he might really be able to take it without blinking an eye, but if he meets a useless person, let alone a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, he might not be able to get even a hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

The same was true for the meteorite iron last time. If she hadn't refined the Burning Yin Spiritual Fire, this meteorite iron wouldn't be able to melt at all. And the medium-grade magical weapon Meteoric Iron Sword made from this iron would not be seen by monks above the foundation stage. Above, the monks in the Qi Refining Stage can't make much money by selling them. If she hadn't been happy with the hunt and had double the output, she wouldn't have bought it at all. This little old man is used to reselling these "tasteless" goods. You say it's worth it. It really doesn't cost so many spiritual stones for someone else to sell it. You say it's not worth it. This little old man can tell you from nose to nose and eyes to eyes. How many spiritual stones bought the same thing...

"How much do you want?" As long as she can afford it, she doesn't mind spending more spiritual stones to solidify her reputation as the "big brother".

This is also intangible wealth. With such a label, more people will come to the door with materials.

Therefore, it’s hard to say whether she suffered a loss, so just treat it as advertising money.

"Two thousand three hundred low-grade spiritual stones!" The little old man continued to blow his beard and glared, "I won't sell any less spiritual stones!"

"One thousand and two."

"Two thousand and two!"

"One thousand two hundred and five!"

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In the end, Mo Ranyi bought the soul-burning furnace for [-] low-grade spiritual stones. After paying off the money, the little old man left as if his buttocks were on fire.

Decisively close the store!

The fat girl appeared, holding the stove and rubbing it, giggling all the time.

"Look at your potential!" Mo Ranyi nodded her little head in anger.

The doll-like little head shook, and the dough-like little hands let go of the soul-burning furnace, and came over to pull the corner of Mo Ranyi's clothes, sniffing, and eyes filled with longing.

Resigned to his fate, he took out a soul-carrying bead, opened the stove lid, placed it on the round support in the center, closed the lid, and flicked a spark from his fingertips.

"Teng" The entire furnace body was immediately shrouded in a faint blue light, and the entire three-foot radius was covered under this mysterious light. A wisp of light blue smoke rose up, and the fat girl flapped her wings and hovered in the light blue smoke. All around, there was a dreamy and enchanted look on his face, as the smoke floated in circles in the air, his expression was very comfortable.

Mo Ranyi couldn't help but hold her forehead. Why was she so eager to buy a "smoking gun" for the little thing?

Is this thing... not addictive?

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