After Lin Xing left the spirit rune shop, he went straight to the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

There are not many days when the treasure pavilion is open, every month to the fifteenth day of the first two days, the shopkeeper's surname is Tian, the middle-aged fat man looks like a middle-aged fat man, and everyone smiles.

Located in the Zhengyang Fang closest to the center of the Treasure Pavilion, in the Zhengyang Mansion near the left of the monks, can be said to be famous, when Lin Xing came to the door of the Treasure Pavilion, there was a long queue here, the end of the line has reached the corner of the street, the few people at the end of the line attracted Lin Xing's sideways.

In fact, it's not just Lin Xing's sideways.

The few people at the end of the shoot are all undisguised in their appearance, these people have good looks, especially one of the silver-haired and white-eyebrow women, which makes people's hearts sway.

Lin Xing simply glanced at this woman, and she was at the bottom of the list, looking at her nose and nose.

His black robe and silver face are naturally very eye-catching if they are placed in the outside world.

But in Zhengyang Fang, where almost everyone was wearing strange clothes, it was very common, and almost no attention was paid to him, only Ling Xuozi on the side of the road was bright.

"Torture Wood Daoyou!" Ling Xuozi stepped forward quickly, lined up behind Lin Xing, and exchanged a few familiar greetings.

Lin Xing responded with his voice and didn't pay too much attention to him.

Ling Xuozi was not annoyed, and said a few words happily, and suddenly the poetry was full of enthusiasm.

"When I first saw the Torture Wood Daoyou that day, the song "Autumn Rainy Night Meets the Punishment Wood Master", is still vividly in my mind, not Ling Xuzi, and today there is another poem to give:

Spiritual fasting is commonplace,

I heard it on the streets of the square several times.

Worth the good scenery of Zhengyang,

The season of falling flowers is another time. ”

Lin Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Ling Xuzi, and the few people in front of him couldn't help but look back.

"Vassal elegance!" The young monk in front of Lin Xing sneered unceremoniously, "This age, such cultivation, and the face of the market." ”

Ling Xuozi was originally full of poetry, and he wanted to do another poem, but he was interrupted by this young monk, his face was blue and white, and he lowered his head and shrank aside.

Lin Xing took a deep look at the young monk, and the moment before the young monk noticed it and looked at him, he looked away and swept towards Ling Xuzi behind him.

"Good poetry, good poetry." Lin Xing, as he said that day, stroked his palms and exclaimed, "Ling Xuzi's Taoist friend's song "Reunion in Zhengyang Fang" is really wonderful, and he will definitely frame it on the side of the bed in the future, and observe and recall the deep friendship of Taoist friends day and night. ”

"Just a few spirit stones, talk about your heart."

Saying that, Lin Xing brushed the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, took out five spirit stones, held them in his hand and handed them over.

"What's so embarrassing?" Ling Xuozi was flattered, he didn't say a word, he took the spirit stone and stuffed it into the storage bag, and there was another burst of praise in his mouth.

Lin Xing took a few words and chatted with Ling Xuzi, and he took the opportunity to inquire about the changes in the situation in Zhengyang Mansion today.

The young monk who was dismissed by Lin Xing had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but his heart was a little blocked.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Yu Xuan, who was full of silver hair, also withdrew his gaze after glancing at Lin Xing and the others at the back of the team.

Ling Xuzi, who casually recited poetry, reminded Yu Xuan of a person in the door, who could be called an old and disrespectful uncle.

Yu Xuan's gaze sank slightly.

A few days ago, she had already gotten the news that the scattered cultivation of refining the Blood Melting Pill had fallen.

The main purpose of this trip to Zhengyangfang has been unable to be achieved, which makes Yu Xuan a little irritable in his heart, and coming to this treasure pavilion is just a journey.

As groups of monks left, Lin Xing finally entered the Treasure Pavilion.

The decoration in the Treasure Pavilion is very ordinary, similar to the merchandise store of the previous life, there are six long corridors in it, which sell different types of rare treasures, the same kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of elixirs, all kinds of spirit runes, and array plates, etc., all of which are placed in a hazy halo.

This hazy halo is a small magic circle.

Lin Xing shuttled through the crowd of people and walked into the corridor where magic weapons were sold, his eyes wandered on both sides of the corridor, among the dazzling array of magic weapons.

Compared with the No. 3 auction hall of Jiazi, there are more jade bi erected here, and the further you go inside, the thicker the jade bi is, and the stronger the sense of oppression of the hazy halo.

Correspondingly, the crowd is becoming more and more sparse.

When Delin walked to the area where even the lowest-priced magic weapons needed to step forward with low-level spirit stones, there were very few monks, and his footsteps still didn't stop.

"Senior sister, look." A small voice came from beside him, "This loose cultivation...... You won't get lost, but you've run to this area! ”

The voice of the voice elicited a coquettish laugh.

"Senior Brother Qian is right! This person must be lost, otherwise how could he have run here? A sharp female voice chimed in, "The magic weapons here all cost thousands of spirit stones!" However, he can give out five spirit stones casually, and he should be able to afford the magic weapon here! ”

Lin Xing glanced over inexplicably.

The young monk in front of him, and the female cultivator who called the young monk as Senior Brother Qian, were holding hands and pointing at him, and their posture was very annoying.

These two guys...... Where did it come from?

Lin Xing ignored these two people, such a guy is not worth wasting time.

Walking deeper into the corridor, Lin Xing ignored the surrounding or teasing, or inquiring eyes, and came to the end of the corridor, where there was only a lonely jade wall, and the silver-haired and white-eyebrow nun in front of the jade bi looked a little tangled, as if she was making a difficult choice.

As soon as Lin Xing saw this scene, he was noticed by the silver-haired female cultivator, who glanced back at him, left in front of the jade bi, and stood aside to continue to struggle.

He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, only to feel that the aura of this female cultivator was unfathomable.

As he got closer and closer to the silver-haired and white-eyebrow female cultivator, a sense of oppression rose in Lin Xing's heart, and this was just the momentum that this woman had unintentionally exuded.

There were a lot of people outside just now, and he didn't feel anything yet.

When he arrived here, especially when he was standing in front of the jade bi, Lin Xing had a nervous feeling that the beast was on his side and would lose his life at any time, so he swallowed his saliva.

Grunt~

Hearing the sound of swallowing saliva, the silver-haired nun raised her eyebrows, looked at Lin Xing and blinked, finally remembered something, and restrained the momentum she exuded.

Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

His back was covered with sweat, and he reached into the jade in front of him.

Thirteen magic weapons and two low-level spiritual weapons were recorded in the jade bi, and Lin Xing's attention was taken away from the low-level spiritual weapons with the prices of 'Eight Thousand Low-Rank Spirit Stones' and 'Nine Thousand Low-level Spirit Stones' respectively, and after roughly sweeping over the thirteen magic weapons, he condensed on one of them.

"Spirit Flame Pill Furnace."

Lin Xing's heart was also entangled.

In the past half a year, he found that he almost didn't need to eat, but after not eating for a long time, it was still a little uncomfortable, and the effect of Bigu Pill was too weak, and in the process of cultivation, he needed to take it many times, and as for Nabigu Dan, the price was too expensive.

There is also the cultivation used, a bottle of Huanglong Pill that requires hundreds of spirit stones, which is also indispensable.

Lin Xing's cultivation in the past half a year has all relied on the Yellow Dragon Pill and the Forging Pill, supplemented by spirit stones, if he can continue to cultivate at this speed, he should be able to break through to the late stage of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation in the spring of next year.

The alchemy could no longer meet Lin Xing's current cultivation needs, and in this case, Lin Xing decided to try alchemy.

And alchemy, you need a Dan furnace.