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Chapter 52 Zhu Yanfang Master’s Request

After Wang Lian got the method of making the Thunder Spirit Talisman, he put it away calmly, but he was also very happy in his heart.

He had just checked it out and found that the power of the Thunder Spirit Talisman was indeed very powerful, but Qinghe did not tell the whole truth.

The actual situation is that this thunder talisman not only requires extremely old thunder spirit grass, but the success rate of making it is very low.

The combination of these two conditions means that the method of making the Thunder Spirit Talisman is more useless than imagined. Of course, this is only for other people.

Wang Lian glanced at Qing He, who seemed happy both physically and mentally at this time, not as angry as before.

Obviously, Qinghe's mood swings just now were all disguised, all just to get Wang Lianshao to get some benefits.

And Wang Lian doesn't feel that he is at a disadvantage. As long as he goes to Yunhu Country to get the thunder spiritual grass, he will not be short of raw materials for making talismans in the future.

This means that he will have one more powerful way to save his life.

If Qing He knew that he had given Wang Lian a foundation-building and pill-forming level attack method, but only replaced it with a spiritual ginseng, he would probably regret it so much that his intestines would turn green.

As Wang Lian's transaction was completed, the next monks continued to start a new round of transactions.

Wang Lian stayed quietly among the crowd. He sensed several rays of divine consciousness scanning him vaguely, but he was afraid of offending Wang Lian and did not dare to make a big inspection.

"The elixir is still touching people's hearts." Wang Lian said to himself in his heart. His action of taking out the 150-year-old spiritual ginseng still made some people think.

Wang Lian didn't have much fear, because these spiritual consciousnesses only came from some monks below the seventh level of Qi training. The monks above the eighth level of Qi training didn't pay much attention to him.

At this time, Wang Lian was observing the female cultivator in green robes and the male cultivator in colorful robes.

After the transaction just now, he learned through the conversation between the two that one of them was named Qing He and the other was named Zhu Fangzhu.

"Qing He?" Wang Lian had no impression of this name.

"Master Zhufang!" Wang Lian confirmed that the man in colorful clothes was one of the real masterminds behind Xianyuanfang City, and he was also the person who desperately tracked him down some time ago.

And Wang Lian is now completely relieved, because at such a close distance, Zhu Yan did not notice him at all. This only shows that Zhu Yan did not get any clues about him in the previous years of tracing.

After Wang Lian figured this out, he continued to watch the subsequent trade fairs with confidence.

"This is a hundred-year-old snow lotus. It can detoxify hundreds of poisons, calm the mind, and destroy inner demons! I want to trade the main medicine for refining the foundation-building pill." Zhu Yanfang, who was dressed in colorful clothes, took out a sealed flower. Complete snow lotus.

As soon as the Centennial Snow Lotus appeared, everyone's attention was attracted. The cure for hundreds of poisons was not very attractive to the monks, but the effect of calming the mind and breaking the inner demons was coveted by everyone.

For any monk, no one can guarantee that he will not become possessed or encounter inner demons.

Whether it is because of obsession or inner demons, at least it will make the monk lose his cultivation, and at worst, it will make the monk fall directly.

If you take Centennial Snow Lotus, you can greatly reduce this risk.

Although everyone wanted to trade the century-old snow lotus, no one could come up with what Master Zhu Yan wanted.

Most of the main ingredients for refining the foundation-building pills are in the hands of the sects. Even if ordinary cultivators get them, they will keep them and no one will trade them.

After a while, someone finally came forward and wanted to trade with Master Zhu Yan, but he couldn't get the main medicine for refining the foundation-building pill. He wanted to change it to a top-quality defensive magic weapon and compensate for some spiritual stones.

But this was also declined by Zhu Yanfang master.This scene made everyone stunned. The value of the top-quality defensive magic weapon was even more than the top-quality magic weapon Blood Spirit Sword that was previously traded, but even so, it could not impress the boss.

No one was surprised. After all, for Qi training monks, there is nothing more important than foundation building.

Next, some people came forward to trade with Zhu Yanfang master with elixirs, ores, spiritual herbs, etc., but they were all rejected without exception.

Wang Lian also coveted the century-old snow lotus, but he couldn't come up with the main ingredient for refining the foundation-building pill.

Moreover, Wang Lian felt that even if he had the main ingredient of the Foundation Establishment Pill, he would not trade it.

Time continued to pass, and the master of Zhu Yanfang could only put away the century-old snow lotus with a long sigh and let other monks trade.

After Master Zhu Yan went down, the burly monk at the tenth level of qi training came forward. He took out a piece of ice crystal, a top-grade weapon refining material, in exchange for some pills.

The ice crystal did not attract Wang Lian very much, but it attracted the attention of another group of monks, which triggered a new round of trading boom.

Wang Lian knew that this trade meeting was over, so he thought of quitting.

However, just when Wang Lian was about to leave, he was blocked by Zhu Yanfang.

When Wang Lian saw Master Zhu Yan blocking his way, he felt a thump in his heart. Could it be that the Dongchuang Incident happened?

Wang Lian remained calm on the surface, but his tone was a little surprised and dissatisfied: "Zhu Fangzhu, what do you mean?"

Master Zhu Yanfang heard Wang Lian's dissatisfaction and quickly said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. I just have something to discuss."

"Oh? I wonder what's going on?" Wang Lian felt relieved after seeing Zhu Yan's actions. As long as the incident didn't happen, there would be room for maneuver.

Zhu Yanfang Master did not hide anything and said bluntly: "Does Fellow Daoist Wang still have spiritual ginseng that is over a hundred years old? I would like to trade some."

"Some?" Wang Lian said with shock in his tone: "Zhu Fangzhu is a tenth-level Qi practitioner, how could he say such words? Do you think this spiritual ginseng is a radish? Where is there any extra spiritual ginseng? "

Wang Lian declined with his mouth, and cursed the old fox in his heart. He dug a hole for him with his words, and just said he would trade some, instead of asking him if he had any.

If he had just subconsciously answered that there were not that many spiritual ginseng, he might have been in some trouble today.

Zhu Yanfang Master gave a bitter smile and said: "I am confused, but if fellow Taoist Wang is willing, I am willing to trade with a hundred-year-old snow lotus!"

Wang Lian showed some anger: "Zhu Fangzhu, why didn't you just say it directly? If you had said it just now, I would have already reached a deal with you."

Wang Lian looked a little angry, but because of Yu Zhufang's strength at the tenth level of Qi training, he didn't dare to speak too aggressively.

In his heart, Wang Lian secretly cursed the old fox again for actually using the century-old snow lotus as bait. As long as he showed any hesitation because of the century-old snow lotus, then Master Zhu would definitely be able to tell that he had an extra hundred-year-old spirit in his hand. Participated.

Master Zhu Yanfang looked a little embarrassed, and then said: "Do you really have no spiritual ginseng, fellow Taoist?"

"That's spiritual ginseng that I traded with others. Where are there more?" Wang Lian said angrily.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you." Master Zhu Yanfang sighed, and then left.

Seeing this, Wang Lian deliberately stayed in the trade fair for a while and walked around a few more times. Then, seeing that the climax of the trade fair was almost the same, he left with some monks who started to leave.

(End of this chapter)