Chapter 25 I think of the mountain ginseng and regret it

"Haha, are you all here?" Suddenly, a laugh came from the valley mouth, and then a young man stepped in, and behind him, Lei Lang followed closely with a flattering smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Seeing this person, Mu Bai's face changed, he never dreamed of meeting this person!

This person was none other than the martial arts who came to the Purple Qi Sect with him!

"Brother Wu, you're finally here, let me wait!" At this moment, a teenager in the crowd walked out, clasped his fists and smiled.

"Haha!" Wu Dang laughed arrogantly and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Tong Hai has been waiting for a long time, this time has just condensed the first wisp of aura, and the old man is strictly guarded, so it's a little late." ā€

Tong Hai clenched his fists and said, "Congratulations to Brother Wu for refining the first wisp of aura, and with time, you can truly break through the first order of qi refining." ā€

Wu Dang laughed, his face was excited, his head was high, and he couldn't be beaten.

In the crowd, whether they were cultivating to the fourth order of the Qi refining stage, or ordinary martial artists, they were all disciples of various peaks, and they were deeply impressed by Wu Dang, a person who had only been in the beginner for less than a month.

This person, who entered the sect with the Heavenly Spirit Root, was accepted as a true disciple by Tong Bai Ming of the Purple Gold Peak, and was regarded as a rare genius in the Purple Qi Sect in a hundred years.

It is said that such a character will not lack cultivation resources, so why would he also come to participate in the black market?

This question came to everyone's mind almost at the same time.

Seeing the young man named Tong Hai, Mu Bai's face changed slightly again, this person was no stranger to him, and he was also the one who entered the sect with him.

If he remembered correctly, this person should have also entered the Golden Spirit Peak, but he couldn't remember what the specific spiritual root was.

Judging from the current situation, these two people have not broken through the first order of qi refining at all, can they organize this black market transaction? How is this possible?

Didn't you say that there were inner disciples?

Mu Bai looked at the two of them, his thoughts turned, and he felt more and more that this black market transaction was not as simple as it seemed.

"Wu Dang, true disciple, this time there are actually true disciples. ā€

"This is even higher than the black market standard organized by the inner disciples. ā€

"Yes, could it be that there will be a heavy treasure on the black market this time?"

Everyone talked about it, and they were all looking forward to the treasures that would appear on the black market.

Mu Bai glanced at Wu Dang, his mind moved, he looked at the small pot in the storage bag, and said secretly: "I don't know if this method can be done, if it fails, it will be troublesome." ā€

No one knew what was in his small pot, not even Lu Tao, Wen Yang, and Pulsatilla in the thirteenth district of the Immortal Service Valley.

Who would have thought that Mu Bai usually drank and talked with everyone, but secretly hid most of the wine jugs.

For others, these wine jugs are like chicken ribs, and they are of no use, but for Mu Bai, who wants to rob the black market, they are of great use.

Using the medical skills he had learned from Wanchun Liu, he took a small section from each waste root, regardless of the passage of the aura on it, ground it into slag, and then put it in a pot and poured it with ordinary spirits.

Speaking of it, it is also magical, after he has done this, although the spirit cannot be compared with the Qi Condensation Pill, let alone the Qi Condensing Grass Waste Root that has not passed away, but it magically locks a faint wisp of spiritual energy in the wine.

Looking at it with the naked eye, or even looking at it with divine thoughts, you can't see the slightest abnormality, even if you drink it, the aura in your body will increase a little bit in an instant.

However, this growth will only last for less than an hour, and then it will disappear.

It's like a drunk person, as soon as he wakes up, it's the same as before.

It was with this discovery that Mu Bai Fang was willing to spend the only low-grade spirit stone to enter the black market.

He believed that with this thing, he would definitely be able to make a lot of money, and when everyone found out, they were afraid that this black market transaction had already ended, and who would be able to find him? Not to mention, he also left himself a way back, and if there was a real accident, he could also use the trap of the Immortal Service Valley to frame Lei Lang!

Such a plan, he thought about it again and again, and calculated countless times before starting to implement it.

"Brother Tong!" When Wu Dang faced Tong Hai, he showed rare respect, hugged his fists and said: "I see that people are almost the same, let's start!"

"Everything is based on Brother Wu's opinion!" Tong Hai also showed humility.

At this time, the people present finally fully understood that it was the two people in front of them who organized this black market.

It's just that everyone can't understand why Wu Dang, as a true disciple, cares about the income of this black market?

Others couldn't figure it out, and Mu Bai couldn't figure it out either, but at this moment, he was vigilant.

"Lei Lang, let's start!" Wu Dang didn't even look at Lei Lang, and said proudly.

"Obey!" Lei Lang looked at the two of them respectfully, and then turned to look at everyone: "Everyone, this transaction is personally organized by Senior Brother Wu, start now, if anyone dares to disturb the trouble, the consequences should be very clear to you." ā€

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the void.

The sound of the wind sounded, and the four fourth-order Qi refining monks swept down into the air, and their divine thoughts scattered, locking on everyone.

Guarding Taniguchi are two fourth-order Qi refining monks, and at this moment, four more monks of the same level have appeared, and they secretly don't know how many strong people are hidden, this kind of lineup, the people present are already invincible.

For a time, no one dared to say more. At this moment, they finally understood that the power of being able to become a true disciple was not something they could have imagined.

"Who comes first?" Lei Lang had a serious face, his head was high, and he looked invincible next to the true disciple.

That appearance was scolded by the people present more than 10,000 times in their hearts, but no one dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"In Xia Di Huo, some time ago when I went out on a mission from the sect, I obtained a low-level flying sword, everyone knows that the flying sword can only be used after reaching the fifth order of qi refining, and now I am only refining qi at the third order, and I am still far from the fifth order, so I want to exchange this sword for a bottle of Qi Condensing Pill, or a hundred lower grade spirit stones!" A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, holding a golden sword with a faint aura circulating.

As soon as the man's voice fell, everyone's faces changed greatly, and they all showed greed.

Flying sword, no matter what level it is, it is something that a fifth-order Qi refining cultivator dreams of, and with this thing, he can truly travel the world.

The first time Mu Bai participated in the black market, he never thought that a mere third-order Qi refining monk would actually be able to take out a flying sword, and for a while, he couldn't help but become interested in the sect's mission.

"Good thing, but it's a pity that the price is too high. ā€

"Yes, I wait for the outer disciples to only have one lower grade spirit stone and one Qi Condensing Pill every month. The value of this flying sword is our income in the past year. ā€

"Alas, although this flying sword is a good thing, we haven't reached the fifth level of qi refining, and it won't be of much use if we want to come, so we have to give up. ā€

Flying swords are a great temptation for all monks, but their huge price makes many people stop.

Seeing that no one was bidding, Di Huo was not disappointed, but continued: "According to my tests, this sword also has a powerful function. ā€

At this point, he deliberately paused and looked at everyone.

The chatter stopped, and everyone waited for him to continue.

Di Huo smiled with satisfaction and said, "Although I can't fly with a sword, I can exert the power of this sword!"

After speaking, with a wave of one hand, he threw the golden sword into the void, and then pointed at the void with the sword trick in his hand.

Shout!

A faint golden light shot out from the tip of the sword, striking an ancient tree several meters away.

Bang!

The sound was heard, and the golden light pierced the tree pole, leaving a hole the size of a bowl.

Everyone was shocked on the spot and gasped one by one.

There are two kinds of flying swords. One has the function of only flying swords, and the other has the function of flying swords and attacks.

Di Huo's flying sword obviously belonged to the second type.

With such a flying sword in hand, even if the purple qi banner is still in its infancy, it can still be fearless of the enemy.

For a moment, everyone was ready to move.

"Good thing, I want this thing!" At this moment, Wu Dang said indifferently, and then waved one hand and threw out a storage bag.

Di Huo caught the storage bag, and his mind moved, and he found that there were a hundred low-grade spirit stones inside, so he didn't say anything more, and respectfully presented the flying sword.

Wu Dang put away the flying sword, put it in the storage bag without even looking at it, and then closed his eyes slightly, looking like a master in the world.

"I have a three-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng here, exchange it for five lower-grade spirit stones!" At this time, another monk held up an elixir and said loudly.

"Three hundred years old, combined with the Qi Condensation Grass, it is completely possible to refine the best Qi Condensing Pill, a good thing!" a female cultivator in the crowd looked at the mountain ginseng and said in a deep voice.

"Five, I want it!" At this moment, another male cultivator took out five spirit stones to replace the mountain ginseng.

The transaction continued, but Mu Bai no longer had the heart to pay attention, and at this moment he was completely shocked by the value brought by the three-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng.

Three hundred years, just three hundred years is worth five lower grade spirit stones. Didn't Mu Wangtian give him a 300-year-old mountain ginseng that day?

Hate, thinking that the five spirit stones were swallowed alive by himself, he hated himself for not knowing the goods.

Regret, my intestines are about to repent!

What I hated even more was the thousand-year-old ginseng that Lin Wangtian gave to Huang Lei, Liao Xiaowa, and Li Hongshuang that day.

Millennial mountain ginseng, how many spirit stones is it worth?

Thinking of this, Mu Bai couldn't wait to rush back to Mu Mansion immediately and go to raid it.

He never dreamed that what appeared in the mundane world would make all the monks flock to it.

It's just that how can he understand that in a huge martial country, even the royal family has not been able to have a five-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, let alone a thousand years.

It can be seen from this that Mu Fu invested a lot of money in the beginning, wanting to send his family disciples into the Purple Qi Sect.

It's a pity that no matter how good Lin Wangtian's calculations were, in the end he couldn't calculate the variable of Mu Bai.

The transaction continued, and every time a transaction was reached, a disciple of the fourth order of qi refining would come forward and charge a fee according to the percentage.

Mu Bai thought about the thousand-year-old ginseng again, and a bold plan came to his heart.

Plans swirled in his head, and he himself felt a little crazy.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and looking at everyone, he knew that he should make a move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of no one trading, he raised an inconspicuous wine jug and said: "A pot of spirit wine, a sip can instantly increase or replenish a wisp of spiritual energy, it is the best product for cultivation and fighting, a pot of five lower-grade spirit stones, you can taste it first and then buy it." ā€