Wang Lun nodded at Tang Si, "Thank you Daoyou for informing me, if there is time, Wang will definitely go." ”

"Okay, I hope you can participate then. Tang Si didn't persuade again, as if it was enough to send out an invitation, it didn't matter if Wang Lun came or not.

Tang Si turned around and walked into the inn, still walking slowly, like a sick scholar who was slow to move.

Wang Lun walked out onto the street, thinking about the private trade fair.

This is definitely attractive to him, but whether to participate or not needs to be considered.

Whether it is a sloppy Taoist or Tang Si, he has never been in contact with it, and he doesn't know what he really is.

What's more, the possibility that this is a conspiracy cannot be ruled out.

After walking all the way and thinking for a few minutes, Wang Lun decided to ignore it.

It is a little unwise to rush to participate without being familiar with the situation.

Wang Lun wandered around the street, and there were open-air trading stalls everywhere on both sides of the street, and the stall owners were basically foundation realm monks, and a small number of them were Qi cultivation realm and Jiedan realm monks.

And hoping to find a treasure in the stalls of Qi Cultivation Realm and Foundation Building Realm cultivators is estimated to be about the same as picking up a high-grade spirit stone on the street.

This is not a treasure hunt on the antique street, whether the cultivation items are valuable or not, generally speaking, as long as you recognize the owner, you can know.

Unless, the stall will sell magic weapons that do not recognize the owner, or mutilated magic weapons, or rare elixirs. But the likelihood of this is really low.

Wang Lun stopped in front of at least the ten trading stalls set up by the Zhuji Realm monks, and his divine sense probed the things that were put out, and none of them were suitable.

In addition, among the seven or eight stalls opened by the cultivators of the Jiedan Realm, Wang Lun also did not find any cultivation items that could be worth buying with medium-grade spirit stones.

From Chihu Street to Baihu Street, unconsciously, Wang Lun came to Heihu Street and saw the No. 1 house on this street at a glance.

It was a three-storey private house with a grain and oil signboard on the first floor, and it was a grain and oil store, but it was apparently rented by the organizers and temporarily handed over to a certain Yuan Infant Realm monk.

The house was shrouded in purple light.

This color of brilliance is guarded, which means that only the Yuanying Monk is qualified to enter. If the monks below the Yuanying Realm break in, the people inside can even shoot directly without worrying about violating the rules.

Wang Lun stopped and looked, Tang Si was at least not lying about his verbal description, House No. 1 did exist.

However, Wang Lun didn't try to enter, he didn't want to be tempted rashly, and he didn't want to be seen by so many people around him.

Walking along the streets of Heihu, when passing a stall, the wrinkled old woman stall owner shouted in a hoarse voice, "Fellow Daoist stays, there is one thing in the old body, Daoist friend should like it." ”

Wang Lun stopped, because as he walked, he would use his divine sense in a small area, mainly to probe the general cultivation of the people around him, this old man's cultivation had only reached the foundation building realm, and he had not concealed his cultivation, so he would not pose a danger to him.

"I've seen everything in your stall, and I don't like anything. Wang Lun said with a smile.

There was a box on the stall, and there were some low-grade elixirs and pills in it, as well as a few broken low-grade and middle-grade magic weapons, which were indeed of little value to him.

Compared with other stalls, the stall owner will carefully organize the things for sale, and the position is layered, and this stall owner is obviously not so careful.

"No, fellow Daoist, the old body won't take out really good things. The old woman laughed, like an old witch.

"Oh, then you take it out and take a look. Wang Lun still didn't have any interest, just a glance and it wouldn't delay for any time.

The old woman took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage bag, unscrewed the cap, and poured out a red pill the color of blood.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a rare Violent Blood Evil Pill. The woman did not try to introduce the characteristics of the pill in her hand, as if she was testing Wang Lun's knowledge.

Wang Lun naturally knew about this elixir, and he also gained the knowledge from the jade slips he purchased.

"As far as I know, this is an elixir that is forbidden to be refined and used by the major forces in the spirit world, and it is classified as an evil elixir, no alchemist dares to refine it, and no one dares to sell it, if you sell it to me on the street, or at the trading conference, are you not afraid that you will suffer evil punishment." Wang Lun said lightly.

The old woman grinned and laughed in a low voice, "The old body is just a small foundation building realm monk, and the Taoist cultivator is more powerful than me, I don't know how much, whether to deal with the old body or not, it all depends on the thought of the Taoist friend, but the old body is confident that he will not look at the wrong person, and the Taoist friend will not go to the organizer to report the old body because of this kind of trivial matter that is not painful for the Taoist friend." ”

Wang Lun felt that this old woman was really bold, and it was estimated that she wanted to sell this bloody evil pill at a high price, and she wanted to be rich and dangerous.

The side effect is the excessive use of special factors in the blood, which can make the monk significantly improve his strength, attention, excitement, courage, etc. in a short period of time.

It will languish for a long time afterwards.

It is a harmful elixir that overdraws the body. Therefore, it is regarded as an evil elixir.

Of course, on the surface, the major sects prohibit alchemists from refining and monks from selling, but in fact, there are not large sects involved in it, secretly refining and selling.

Few monks would think that the cultivation world was fair, and even if it was such an explicit prohibition of regulations, many monks thought that it was a trick to only allow the state officials to set fires and prevent the people from lighting lamps.

No wonder the old woman was not afraid. Normally, no one really reports it to the organizers.

Wang Lun was also too lazy to do this, but he didn't need this elixir.

"You find someone else, I don't need it. ”

Wang Lun said.

"Don't go, fellow Daoists, fellow Daoists will definitely be able to use it. But the old woman said firmly.

Wang Lun frowned and said, "Are you planning to buy and sell?"

"Don't dare," the old woman said with a smile on her face, "Please listen to my explanation, this Violent Blood Evil Pill itself is indeed an evil elixir, and many monks know the effect of taking it, but they don't know that it has another use." ”

Seeing that Wang Lun was listening, but her brows were slightly furrowed, the old woman didn't dare to sell it, so she hurriedly continued, "Dissolve it in water, take the water liquid and smear it on the skin, don't need too much, just wet two or three places on the skin, and when the water is dry, the monk will release an evil breath, which is equivalent to the monk's own breath, and outsiders' divine perception can't find anything different, which is completely different from using treasures to release evil breath and using oneself to deliberately release evil breath." ”

"Oh, tell me what I can do with it. Wang Lun had the answer in his heart, but pretended not to know and let the other party take the initiative to say it.

The old woman didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "Daoist friends are extraordinary, most of them will go to private fairs, even if the monks in that kind of place wear masks, their own breath will be recognized by people who are familiar with them, Daoyou must be a decent monk, if you use this violent blood evil pill, your own breath will naturally carry evil elements, easy to confuse others, protect your own identity." ”

What the old woman said was exactly what Wang Lun had just thought.

The other party grasped his psychology and knew that he was interested in this kind of thing, so he dared to boldly take it out and sell it in front of him.

To be honest, Wang Lun was really moved and wanted to buy this elixir.

As the other party said, even if you wear a mask, your own breath is easy to be recognized, and there is this elixir

After that, at least it can make itself more hidden.

"I've never heard of the Bloody Elixir you said has this kind of characteristic. Wang Lun looked directly at the other party and said.

"It's normal for Daoists to be suspicious, but the old body has no lies. The old woman said earnestly, not looking like a lie.

Wang Lun changed his angle: "According to what you say, such a useful thing, most of the other monks will buy it, and it is not a secret that it is used for the purpose of hiding their identity at the trading conference, everyone will use it, how can they deceive others"

"True and false, mixed in," the old woman said with a smile, "Daoist friends use this, others have no way to judge the truth or falsehood, only according to the information they perceive, and the most important thing is that this use has only been discovered for less than two years, and it has only been used in two trading conferences in other states before, and it is still in a small range of use." ”

"I think it's a fake. Wang Lun said.

The old woman hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, I can swear by my cultivation career, if what I said before was a lie, I will definitely have an unstable Dao heart, and I will go mad and die when I cultivate." ”

Wang Lun was a little surprised. This kind of vow, the monk will never make it casually, unless it is the truth, and he is not afraid that the oath will be rejected.

"How many spirit stones to buy," Wang Lun asked dryly.

It can't be fake, but it can't be fake, he thinks the price is right, it's still okay to use this kind of thing, even if it doesn't work, it won't cause any loss, after all, as long as you don't pin your hopes on this kind of thing.

"Ten thousand spirit stones. The old woman quoted a price.

"Three thousand. Wang Lun responded.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a genuine Violent Blood Evil Pill, I swore to you, it definitely has the effect of satisfying Daoyou, I think the asking price of 10,000 spirit stones is really reasonable and fair. The old woman whispered, but the price was stuck and she didn't want to lower it.

"Three thousand. Wang Lun still only said two words, and the price was the same as before.

The old woman shook her head vigorously, "Fellow Daoist, three thousand lower grade spirit stones are too low, I will lose money." ”

"I don't want to bargain, three thousand spirit stones, it's very reasonable, what you have earned, I won't be wronged. Wang Lun said.

Three thousand lower-grade spirit stones are not a small number, especially for Foundation Building Realm cultivators, there are usually not so many spirit stones that can be freely disposed of.

This Violent Blood Evil Pill has a special effect, but it is not visible, and the scope of use is extremely limited, and it cannot be sold at a high price on the black market.

This old woman has a porcelain bottle of this elixir, and the value of each one will be reduced, although the price quoted by Wang Lun will only make the old woman earn a small amount, but at least it is a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist, I sell it sincerely, and Fellow Daoist will give a higher price, four thousand lower grade spirit stones, I only need so much, I should not earn spirit stones." "The old woman still wants to earn a little more.

"Three thousand. Wang Lun did not let go.

The old woman was secretly aggrieved. No way, it's a buyer's market now, and she can't just sell the Bloody Elixir casually.

Retreating, the old woman said, "Fellow Daoist, you buy two, and I will only charge you seven thousand spirit stones."

Wang Lun shook his head and refused.

"Fellow Daoist, the pill can only be used once, and if you only buy one, it means that it can only be used at a private trade fair, and it is obviously better to buy one more. The old woman was a big seller.

Wang Lun stopped talking. His current needs are one. Taking a step back, if he needed it later, he could have come here again and buy it at the same price, so why pay more for spirit stones.

After all, it wasn't that easy for him to obtain spirit stones, and he wouldn't spend them indiscriminately.