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What is the concept of Jindan peak cultivation? Except for Gu Lang and the dead Luo Tianhua, no one present has reached this kind of cultivation, and even there are very few Jindan stage cultivators.

Now that Xian Meng said this, the implication is nothing more than - if you want to deal with the two of us, find the Yuan Infant Stage Monk of your sect.

But what level of people are the Yuan Infant Cultivators, and they are also the top ones in the Seven-Rank Sect, not to mention their small Eight-Rank Sect. Even if there were, it belonged to the ranks of the Supreme Elders, and it was the ultimate power that was hidden, how could they be able to touch it, and how could they take it lightly?

This sentence undoubtedly blocked the back road of the two foundation-building monks in Danyang Pavilion, and the two of them looked at each other, and in the end they could only crawl and leave, leaving only the words "you wait".

Xian Meng sneered, ignored the crowd around her, and pulled Gu Lang to leave quickly.

She said this naturally after consideration, first of all, Danyang Pavilion is only an eight-grade sect, and the highest cultivation should be the peak of the Jindan period, and now that Luo Tianhua has ordered this place, I think they will not send a weak cultivator to send them to death, this is one of them.

Second, she is not from the Ancient Cloud Domain, and she has never exposed the location of her sect, and the purpose of breaking through to the foundation building period has been achieved this time.

Of course, if Danyang Pavilion really has a backhand, find a Yuan Infant Stage monk to chase and kill, although Gu Lang's current cultivation can't resist, don't forget that they still have a treasure realm, hide for a while, and wait for the limelight to pass is always no problem.

After thinking about it like this, the next itinerary will be settled, and everything will be said when the snow brews in the country.

Sensing that no one was following behind, Xian Meng smiled slightly, it seems that the fight gave them a lot of shock, but it is good to save themselves from throwing off these little tails.

The outer woods of the Holy Mountain's aura cover are sparse, and after walking through the scattered inns around, a large avenue appears in front of you, where the monks usually gather to exchange or buy and sell loose goods, and after walking through this mini workshop, it is the way down the Holy Mountain.

"Mother. Gu Lang pulled the corner of Xianmeng's clothes, "I'm hungry." "To be exact, I was hungry after a fight.

"Well, I'll find you meat to eat when I get out of here. Xian Meng soothed.

She had been shopping around this small market when she first came here, and she had never seen any big things, but there were a lot of scattered small things, but she couldn't look at them, so this time she didn't pay attention to the two roads, and only wanted to go through the market and walk out of the holy mountain.

"Bingque flowers, freshly picked Bingque flowers, five medium-grade spirit stones for ten years, and twenty medium-grade spirit stones for thirty years. ”

Hearing someone shouting next to her, Xian Meng paused, then listened attentively and found that she was not the only one interested.

"I'm talking friends, it's been so blatant to sell fake drugs these days?"

"Who said that I am a fake medicine, isn't the Holy Mountain Spiritual Qi Mask gone, but I personally went up the mountain to collect it. The drug seller said indignantly.

"Hey, don't be angry, I didn't say that your medicine is not fresh, but people who have been to the Holy Mountain know that the royal family of the Snow Brewing Country compulsorily buys Bingque Flowers with fifty medium-grade spirit stones, no matter the year, but you sell it at a low price, don't blame me for saying something unpleasant, you are either a fake or an outsider, aren't you kind?"

Hearing this, Xian Meng agreed in her heart, if she could really buy Bingque Flowers, she would not have spent five medium-grade spirit stones to buy only one clue at that time.

Gu Lang next to him saw Xian Meng stop, looked at her with some doubts, and finally didn't speak, Wu took out a spirit fruit and gnawed it.

"Alas, presumably Daoyou hasn't received the new news yet. The man who sold the medicinal herbs sighed, "The royal family of this Snow Brewing Country doesn't recover the Ice Que Flower again." ”

Hearing this, Xianmeng's heart moved, and he pulled Gu Lang, who didn't know why, to the person who set up the stall.

There were a lot of people around the stall, and it was strange and lively, all of them were attracted by the sound of the Bingque flower, listening to the stall owner's words, someone asked, "Why is this, since the birth of the Holy Mountain, it has been collected for nearly a hundred years, why did it suddenly change the hexagram?"

Someone immediately chimed in, "Is it because the aura shield is broken, or is it because of that evil qi?"

After some onlookers, no one made a move, shook their heads and dispersed - Bingque Flower is an unusual medicinal material for improving cultivation, and it has no solid nourishment or healing effect, and there is no Dan prescription related to it on the market, which is useless to them.

Seeing that the people who had finally gathered around dispersed, the stall owner who knew that it was this effect shook his head, and could only wait for the next wave of people to continue selling.

Xian Meng squatted in front of the stall, and her eyes swept over two ice flowers, one ten years old, one thirty years old, the style and color were the same as the ones she had seen in the Tianshuang Ice Altar, and the medicinal plants were also in good condition, it seemed that the person who dug them was very careful and was not damaged.

"What do you like?" the stall owner looked at Xian Meng.

There are other spiritual plants on the stall, which are also picked on the holy mountain, but they are not famous compared to the Bingque flower, and they are more ordinary.

Buying and selling this kind of thing, the more you like it, the more you can't show it, Xian Meng knows this well, so she first checked on other spirit plants, picked out a few good ones and asked the price, and then picked and picked out some, and after paying the money, she set her eyes on the ten-year-old Bingque flower, and said with a little entanglement, "What is the price of this flower?"

"Five medium-grade spirit stones. After the stall owner finished speaking, combined with Xianmeng's reaction to buying the spirit plant before, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you really want it, four medium-grade spirit stones and fifty lower-grade spirit stones will be given to you." He set up a stall all morning, knowing that the Bingque flower market is not popular, and it is useless for him, so he can take it off.

Immortal Meng remained silent, but his heart blossomed, and after a moment of silence, together with the thirty-year-old plant, he finally bought a total of eighteen medium-grade spirit stones.

It was nearly noon.

After Gu Lang gnawed on the third spirit fruit, Xian Meng finally walked around the small market on the periphery of the holy mountain, consumed a small half of the spirit stone, and bought all the Bingque flowers that could be bought.

The situation is as good as she thought, after the royal family of the Snow Brewing Country did not recycle the medicinal plants, the price of the ice flowers went down, and they all went into her pocket, as for why this happened, it is unknown for the time being.

After the unexpected harvest, Xian Meng was in a good mood, walked for a while, turned his head and looked helplessly at Gu Lang, who was eating the spirit fruit next to him, and was touching his stomach at this time, "Are you sure you still want to eat meat?"

But unfortunately, even though Gu Lang showed a mouthful of white teeth and said "yes" with a smile, their plan to eat meat was interrupted by an unexpected situation.

The pillar of evil qi erupted from the ground, dyeing the sky within a radius of a hundred miles of the holy mountain gray black, and just below the gray and black clouds, a hundred-meter-high passage like a spatial crack opened like a gate, revealing an obscure blood-red world.

"It's a secret realm!" I don't know who shouted, and tens of thousands of monks on the holy mountain rushed in that direction. (The novel "Xianmeng Baohu" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)

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