While the bustard was looking down at the road, Dong Wusheng blended into the crowd, looked for the cat's location according to his perception, and came to the door of a basement.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the noise of people, all of whom were bidding.

When Dong Wusheng bypassed the crowded crowd behind him and walked to a place where he could see the people on the stage, the price had already reached five hundred taels all the way.

It seems to be quite popular.

Dong Wusheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Dong Wusheng tiptoed to look at the stage, and when she saw the faces of the people on the stage, she reached out and checked the money bag in her arms, and her smile was a little subtle.

Oops, I didn't bring much money with me this time......

I hope the price doesn't go too high.

The price rose until one thousand taels stopped, and Dong Wusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they are all ordinary people with little eyesight, if people can see what this kid really is...... Then she might have to think about going through the window in the middle of the night to steal someone.

"One thousand one hundred taels. ”

Dong Wusheng raised his hand to ask for the price.

She now has fifteen hundred taels on her body, and although she has a lot of treasures in her bag, those things are only valuable to monks, and they are useless and tattered things when they are placed in ordinary people.

"One thousand one hundred and twenty times! one thousand and two times! one thousand-"

"Ten thousand taels—"

A voice came from the high platform above, and Dong Wusheng glanced in that direction, and the delicately engraved flower window blocked her view.

At first glance, it is a wing room specially prepared by the Qinglou for some guests with prominent status.

Isn't it? Do you really want her to capsize and steal people?

Dong Wusheng stared in that direction for a while, feeling that he had really been unlucky recently.

Why do you memorize words for everything?

Or just let the little guy go with the guy......

How can you say that he is also a rich man......

Dong Wusheng was scolding in the bitterness of his heart, but he still took out the mask from his arms and put it on his face.

In front of the guest's room, Dong Wusheng put on his mask and pushed the door in.

Probably hearing the door open, the man standing in the room turned to reveal a somewhat overly pale face.

"Luo, Rogue?!"

The man's face was frightened, and almost instantly he drew his sword in his hand, ready for battle.

The spirit is so good.

A sighing chuckle came from behind the dark red demon mask.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to kill you. ”

Dong Wusheng stretched out his finger and pointed downstairs, "I'm just here to negotiate a deal with you." ”

The man followed her finger and saw the key sitting on the high platform, "You want that child?"

Probably to match the appearance of the key, Fanyilou prepared an upright transparent glass cabinet for him, the key was locked inside, wearing a golden dress, and dark green ribbons were tied around his wrists, ankles, and neck.

Like a delicately packaged western doll.

"Yes. ”

Dong Wusheng said bluntly, "I see that your face is pale, it should be that you have a lack of congenital blood qi, and you have stopped in the cultivation realm for many years, right? I can exchange a blood lingzhi with you, and after taking it, I should be able to replenish my innate blood qi." ”

The man opened his mouth and did not speak.

He has been in the cultivation realm for almost five years, this time he was just here to meet a friend, but he didn't expect to meet the spirit stone that has been transformed, and he was also worried that someone present would be able to see the child's true body like him, so he offered a sky-high price, and wanted to buy it and leave quickly.

Who knew that the famous Roguesa girl actually came to the door for this.

The man hesitated, this deal does sound good, blood lingzhi for a top-grade spirit stone, no matter how you look at it, he earned it, after all, no matter how high the purity of a spirit stone is, it is just a spirit stone, unlike blood lingzhi, washing the essence and cutting the marrow, it can really make people look new.

But he didn't buy this top-grade spirit stone for his own cultivation.

There is a refining master in the Vientiane Sect, who likes this kind of strange stone and treasure the most, even if it has been transformed and cannot be used, raising this spirit stone with other jade materials also has a good warming effect.

It just so happened that his father had some friendship with the refining master, and he wanted to buy this spirit stone and give it to the master, so that he could help fight for the quota of this Rashomon Illusion Realm.

If it is compared to the quota of the Rashomon Illusion Realm, then this blood lingzhi is nothing.

But this is a Rakshasa......

Legend has it that the female devil who takes pleasure in killing people is a person who has not been caught in the world of cultivating immortals for nearly 10,000 years.

If he doesn't give it, will she kill him?

A cautious smile squeezed out of the man's face, "I really didn't expect you to be okay with this...... Why don't you pick another one and I'll buy it for you?"

Dong Wusheng: "......"

Although it is understandable that men want to refuse tactfully, but ......

If you can't speak, you can shut up, dear?

Dong Wusheng's voice suddenly had a faint smile, "Misunderstanding, it's just that alchemy has been lacking a medicinal primer recently, and this transformed spirit stone spirit is just right." ”

The hairs on the man's back are about to explode.

Although the monk's alchemy has always been useful for all strange materials, the things that transform into shapes have never been used by decent monks. But if he transforms into a form, that is to give birth to spirituality, such a thing is refined into an elixir, and he does not know what the effect of the medicine will be, but it will definitely entangle the resentment and unfinished flesh of the living soul.

Eating this kind of thing, poisoning and discomfort are all trivial things, and the most feared thing is that it will affect the Dao heart and damage the foundation.

Except for bloodthirsty demon cultivators, no one would refine such an elixir.

Sure enough, it's a female devil who kills people without blinking!

The man hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Dong Wusheng again.

"Since this is the case, then Luo will listen to it. ”

"It was a pleasure to work with. ”

Dong Wusheng took the blood lingzhi and threw it over, waved his hand, turned around and left.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door closing, the man looked up and was greatly relieved to make sure that the Rakshasa was gone.

He took out a bronze mirror from the Qiankun bag, entered spiritual power, and a human face appeared in the mirror, claiming to be a monk of the Monk Alliance, asking the man if he needed help.

"I—I've met Rakshasa Girl! I'm ...... in Daohe Town, Xingyao Country."

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In the dark and damp dungeon, Bai Zhuo was awakened by the light of the torch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw several demon clan leaders and Gu Changgeng, the leader of the Monk Alliance, standing outside the prison door.

These are the few who have gone the farthest on the way to the sky, and the spiritual power of the sea is contained in the bodies of these bodies that are less than a thousand catties, and the scorching spiritual light is converging to the extreme in those eyes, just like the moon in the sky, and the brilliance is profound.

Even Bai Zhuo, who was at the peak of the transformation realm, felt unstable and difficult to look at them when he looked at them.

Bai Zhuo turned his head to stare at a corner of the dungeon, and the corners of his wounded mouth pulled a smile, "How many times do you want me to say it? Rakshasa didn't mean to let her go, I met her for the first time, why should I take such a big risk to let her go?"

"But you can't explain why you can't even look at a wasted person who has been sealed by cultivation. ”

Gu Changgeng's voice was ethereal and not like a mortal voice, and in this dim and cold dungeon, it was indescribably weird.

Bai Zhuo wanted to laugh, but his mouth pulled the wound on his face and hissed in pain.

He coughed and laughed, and sneered at each other, "Then why haven't you even touched the corners of other people's clothes when so many saint-level powerhouses have been chasing her for thousands of years?"

Several demon clan leaders glanced at each other and set their eyes on Gu Changgeng.

"We know you've been investigating the cause of your father's death, and we don't know what Rakshasa told you, but it's not what you thought it was, and it has nothing to do with her. ”