Time passed, and twenty days were like a moment for immortal cultivators, passing in a blink of an eye. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the past 20 days, Mu Bai has to devour ten condensing grass waste roots every day, and three meals a day are indispensable for wine and meat.

In this way, although Lu Tao and others suffered very much, they often took out a condensing grass and sold it, and they didn't worry about money. Even so, it is not enough to consume big fish and meat every day.

On the way to cultivation, for Mu Bai, who has not yet been able to do Bigu, it is natural that he can't do it without good food, so when he uses money to buy meat, he hands over his hunting skills to everyone, and because everyone is a strong man in the martial arts, in this way, what pheasants and hares are a lot every day.

One day, after Mu Bai finished cultivating, he personally went out and killed a deer with a stone.

Roasting meat and drinking wine, Fang called a great thing in life.

That night, the miscellaneous servants of the 13th district forgot Mu Bai's ruthlessness, and changed from the original fear to sincere obedience.

In the past twenty days, Mu Bai has cultivated frantically, his meridians have been expanded countless times, a lot of dirt has oozed out of his body, and the aura in the dantian has been condensed to another level, which is fully double that of the original.

The aura comes out of the dantian on its own, like a stream, flowing through the meridians of the whole body.

Qi becomes a stream, nourishing the meridians, this is already the cultivation of the peak of the first order of the Qi refining period, and it is only one step away from breaking through to the second order of the Qi refining period.

From breaking through the first order of the Qi Refining Period to the peak, Mu Bai only took less than ten days, and he was very satisfied with this, but he was a little depressed in the next ten days.

For ten days, he also took the Condensation Grass Waste Root every day, although there was still a lot of condensation into the body, but he was never able to break through again, and it seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

He was not discouraged by this. Through continuous cultivation and summarization, he finally understood that because he had an ethereal spiritual root, he needed a hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand times more aura than others.

If the Qi Condensing Grass Waste Root couldn't provide the aura he needed, even if he obtained the Qi Condensing Pill, he firmly believed that it might not have much effect. It must be that this waste root is grown by extracting the essence aura of the Qi Condensing Grass, and its power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In his opinion, this root had even surpassed the efficacy of the Qi Condensing Pill!

To put it bluntly, this root is a ball of extremely essence aura, but once it is separated from the condensing grass, the aura gathered in it will quickly disappear.

Exactly, so he didn't plan to leave. Even if he reached the second order of the Qi refining period, he was unwilling to leave for the time being.

He couldn't break through, he firmly believed that it was because the aura he needed was not enough, and he had a lot of experience.

In the past twenty days, Mu Bai has also conducted in-depth research on the elixirs in the spiritual field, because he has learned a lot of medical skills from Wan Chunliu, so it is much easier to distinguish these elixirs at this moment. Although the two are not the same, they have the same effect.

Through his research, he found that these Qi Condensing Grass Waste Roots could at least support his cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining Stage. That's why he didn't want to leave this place.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, putting aside the chaotic thoughts, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sunlight shining in from the window, and muttered: "Purple Qi Sect, this name is very domineering, I originally thought that I would cultivate with daily refinement, but I didn't expect that it didn't have the slightest relationship, is it because I haven't been exposed to the core cultivation exercises?"

Shaking his head and smiling slightly, he understood that this issue was not something he should consider now.

"Boss, boss!" Lu Tao's voice came from outside the house.

Mu Bai exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "What's the matter?"

"Pulsatilla has sent news that the trading location of the black market this time is in the small valley to the left of the mouth of the Immortal Servant Valley, and the time is tomorrow afternoon. Lu Tao's voice was very small, for fear of being heard by outsiders.

Mu Bai got up slowly, walked out of the room, looked directly at Lu Tao and said, "Do you know who organized this transaction?"

Lu Tao approached Mu Bai and whispered: "This time the organizer is very mysterious, no one knows who it is, but there are rumors that it is Jin Lingfeng's inner disciple. ”

"Inner Gate?" Mu Bai's face changed slightly, and he muttered: "Only by breaking through to the fifth order of the Qi refining period can you step into the inner gate, could it be that this turning organization is a powerhouse of the fifth order of qi refining?"

Lu Tao's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Pulsatilla has already arrived, and the specific situation will only be known when he sends out the information." ”

Mu Bai slowly raised his head and looked at the entrance of the Immortal Servant Valley in the distance.

The fog was so foggy and hazy that I couldn't see it clearly.

The existence of the black market in the Purple Qi Sect also has his own secret rules, which are roughly divided into three levels, the first is the transaction between miscellaneous servants and outer disciples, the second is the transaction between inner disciples, and the third is a small transaction between the disciples of the own lineage.

And this time, it was rumored that it was the inner disciple who came to organize the lowest-level transaction, which made Mu Bai a little puzzled.

"Everything is according to plan!" Mu Bai retracted his gaze, put aside his thoughts, and looked at Lu Tao with a smile on his face.

Lu Tao's body trembled, and he only felt a cold breath rising from the soles of his feet. This smile is all too familiar to him, and every time this smile appears, someone will be unlucky.

This time, it will obviously not be him who is unlucky.

Respectfully, he said, "Obey!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Time passed, and when night fell, everyone in the thirteenth miscellaneous service area of the Immortal Service Valley returned.

Mu Bai sat in front of the wooden house, drinking and talking with everyone, talking about life, so happy.

As the night deepened, a handyman happily dispersed and rested by himself.

When the moon rose in the middle of the sky, the four figures rushed out of the thirteenth miscellaneous service area by night, and quietly walked towards the Immortal Service Valley.

There were four people in the group, except for Mu Bai, who was an immortal cultivator of the second order of qi refining, and the other three were only innate martial artists. Although there are also martial artists who participate in the black market trading, the vast majority of them are real immortal cultivators.

Naturally, the target of Mu Bai and his entourage would not be a martial artist! This was also the rule he had set, he was also an ant of the Purple Qi Sect, as long as people didn't offend me, there was no need to bully them.

Arriving at the periphery of the black market, the three disappeared into the night according to the division of labor.

"Brother Tao, can Boss Mu's plan work?" said Pulsatilla in a low voice as he set up the trap.

Lu Tao spread his hands and also whispered: "The devil knows if it can be done!" But with the wit of Boss Mu, I'm afraid that we won't fight a battle that we are not sure of, if this vote is done, we will be able to really soar in the future." ”

Wen Yang smiled and said, "It makes sense, I said at the beginning, as long as you follow Boss Mu, you can eat and drink spicy food, and the benefits are even greater." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Tao and Pulsatilla's faces changed slightly at the same time, revealing disdain.

Before Mu Bai came, this guy often patted Lu Tao's sycophants, and now after just twenty days, this change can be described as earth-shaking.

Wen Yang ignored the white eyes of the two and continued to be busy.

Mu Bai was hidden on top of an ancient tree, and he was also not idle at the moment, and was using the Yin Jiu Yu Yi Shu Rong to change his appearance.

Time passed little by little, the sky was white, and when the first rays of the morning sun sprinkled onto the earth, wisps of purple qi were slowly inhaling into the purple qi peak.

The outside of the Immortal Service Valley was as calm as ever, and there was no abnormality at all. In the thirteenth miscellaneous service area in the valley, Lu Tao, Wen Yang, and Pulsatilla sat in the house, looking anxious and worried, looking out of the window for a while.

"Brother Tao, what do you say this plan will do if it fails?" Wen Yang couldn't help but ask.

Lu Tao looked helpless, spread his hands, and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't have to sit here and wait." Besides, we don't know what Boss Mu's plan is?"

Wen Yang smiled awkwardly and said to himself: "Yes, if you really rely on a few broken traps to rob the monks of the sect, I'm afraid it's too child's play." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed and said, "Alas, I always feel that this time things are going to be exposed. ”

Pulsatilla laughed dryly, looked confident, looked up at the window, and said: "With the mind of the boss Mu, how can we understand his true intentions, don't think about it, let's wait with peace of mind!"

Lu Tao and Wen Yang glanced at the former, sat separately, and stopped talking.

The three of them seemed to be sitting upright like clocks, silent, but in fact, they were all thinking about what kind of plan Mu Bai had? How could they get a low-grade spirit stone as the entrance fee? Even if they participated, how could they rob it? Even if the robbery was successful, how could they escape the pursuit of the inner disciples?

Time passed, and after noon, the three of them still couldn't figure out these questions.

This is a normal thing, with their hearts, how can they figure out the thoughts and plans of Mu Bai, who has dealt with the ten wicked people for a year.

At this moment, he had changed his appearance, came to the left side of the Immortal Servant Valley, and was heading to a small valley.

"Stop!" At the mouth of the valley, two monks each held a banner with a lingering yin qi in their hands, and jumped out of the shadows.

Mu Bai didn't say anything, he waved respectfully, and then his mind moved, and he took out the only low-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and threw it to one of them.

The young man held the spirit stone, smiled slightly, and stepped aside.

Mu Bai politely clenched his fists and entered the small valley.

At this moment, there were already more than twenty people gathered in the valley, and almost all of them had hidden their faces.

For low-level monks, although they have a primordial spirit, they can't see through the other party's deliberately hidden appearance.

The reason why everyone is like this is naturally that they don't want to be known their true identities, and this black market transaction must not be recognized by the sect.

Does the sect really not know? Everyone knows this.

Looking at everyone, Mu Bai even suspected that this black market was promoted by the sect behind the scenes, just to cause killings. It's just that he couldn't figure out why an immortal cultivation sect didn't control the killing among disciples.

There were more and more people, and in a few moments it reached about 40 people.

Counting the number of people, Mu Bai sighed in his heart, and said secretly: "This is also a way to make a fortune, just organize a doubling, and I am afraid that there will be hundreds of spirit stones just for the handling fee earned." I have a chance to make such a black market!"

In the Purple Qi Sect, there are not a few people who have such thoughts, and there are just as many people who take action, but there are even more who lose their wives and soldiers.

Without the help of the strong, such a black market simply cannot be opened.