Chapter 375 On the Sacred Mountain of the Snow Field
Tang Wuwu listened to Ye Qingge's transmission and was silent.
She couldn't go back now, and she always felt that it was not a good thing for that Thunder Venerable to find her.
Let's avoid the limelight first.
Continue to check in to the system, one place a day, and it didn't take long for a minimap to be completed.
γDing! Congratulations to the host for completing another minimap check-in.
Bonus strength +10, defense +10, and each of the four spiritual root qualifications +1
Flying Flower Sword's quality is +1, Peach Blossom Cake +1,
Truth Pill +1.γ
Tang Wuwule, the truth Dan, this is a bit of metaphysics in it.
Looking at the small maps that were successfully signed in by themselves, they were connected together, and they gathered into half of the immortal cultivation world.
"Fellow Daoist, there is a snowfield in front, and Fellow Daoist is dressed so lightly, when he enters the range of the snowfield, the spiritual power that will freeze will not work smoothly."
Looking at the alpine snow field in front of him, Tang Wuwu's ice spiritual power was running, and he didn't notice any discomfort.
I think it's because she is an ice spirit power.
However, she didn't plan to expose her spiritual roots so soon.
"Thank you for the reminder!"
When the monk heard her thanks, he immediately rolled his eyes and said:
"Fellow Daoist, aren't you going to buy a set of thick robes?
You must know that even the Snow Plains Monks have magic robes that they wear all year round and are refined from the fur of high-level demon beasts.
It just so happens that I have a few sets of Taoist friends here to choose from, and the price is not expensive, as long as eight thousand high-grade spirit stones. β
Tang Wuwu was dumbfounded, it turns out that this person specializes in selling magic robes?
Eight thousand high-grade spirit stones are really not cheap.
It's a bit of an IQ tax for her.
"Thank you for your kindness, I probably don't need it."
The middle-aged monk was stunned.
"Fellow Daoist, if you are too expensive, let's negotiate the price.
I can be cheaper, and I can't have less than four thousand high-grade spirit stones. β
Tang Wuwu was speechless, this monk actually cut half of the price directly.
Then when it comes to me, wouldn't it be very unjust if I didn't cut half of it again?
No, no, she was almost brought to the rhythm, she didn't need it!
"Fellow Daoist, I really don't need it, everyone is a monk, even if it's cold, wouldn't it be good to run the spiritual power?"
The monk was speechless.
"Fellow Daoist, I really didn't lie to you, our snowy area is full of spiritual power.
No matter how high your cultivation is, what kind of spiritual root it is, entering this ice field will be affected by this ice spiritual power.
There will even be a situation of spiritual power stagnation when fighting, which is very dangerous when fighting.
And the vestments I made are made of the finest fiery fox skins.
Firefox fur is inherently fire-attributed, and it has an excellent warmth retention effect.
When Daoyou wears it on the body, there will definitely be no sluggish and stagnant spiritual power.
It even has the effect of warming the uterus and invigorating the blood and warming the meridians. β
Listening to his gushing introduction, how good the magic robe he refined.
Tang Wuwu smiled.
"That's it, I'll ask for two thousand high-grade spirit stones."
"This fairy, you look so beautiful, two thousand high-grade spirit stones are really not good.
This fire fox skin costs four or five thousand spirit stones!
I want you 4,000, but I really didn't make any money! β
In a small shop selling magic weapons in this snowy ice city, two more women walked in at the door.
The two girls looked Tang Wuwu up and down.
"Some people are just poor and sour, and they have to bargain for half a day to buy a vestment.
Boss, I want this robe. β
Tang Wuwu rolled his eyes, he didn't plan to fight with these two Jindan stage female cultivators.
But I heard the boss who sold the robes say:
"I'm sorry that this dress was taken by this fairy first, forget it, I'll lose some money today.
Two thousand is two thousand high-grade spirit stones.
This dress belongs to this fairy. β
"Old man Sun, you don't make any money, are you cultivating and refining your brains.
I've made four thousand high-grade spirit stones. β
However, Tang Wuwu didn't expect that this boss would do such an operation.
Shouldn't he take the opportunity to raise the price, and even take the opportunity to sell it at a lower price.
She was caught off guard by the beating, but forget it, she still took out two thousand high-grade spirit stones and bought this magic robe made of the skin of the fire fox.
The female cultivator on the side stretched out her hand and dragged the magic robe over, and threw down two thousand high-grade spirit stones to Tang Wuwu.
"Here you go, I have this robe."
Tang Wuwu looked at the two thousand high-grade spirit stones in the storage bag in his hand and shook his head.
"Not enough!"
"What? Are you too little? β
Another woman wearing a white animal skin coat looked at the female cultivator who snatched the skirt from Tang Wuwu's hand in surprise and said:
"Senior sister, people dislike you for giving less, why don't you give another two thousand high-grade spirit stones?"
The woman was about to put away her clothes with her backhand, and was shocked by the coercion on Tang Wuwu's body.
looked at Tang Wuwu in surprise with a look of horror.
"Yuanying Zhenjun."
Tang Wuwu raised his hand to take the skirt in her hand and smiled.
"What doesn't belong to you, it's better not to think about it."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a Yuanying Monk."
"Yes, we didn't know that you were a Yuanying Monk, and we asked our seniors to let us go in large numbers."
The middle-aged man surnamed Sun, who sold the magic robes, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Tang Wuwu didn't mean to worry much about them.
He took the robes, returned the storage bag containing the spirit stones in his hand to them, turned around and left the magic weapon shop.
This time, she checked in all the way, and when she arrived under the iceberg, she planned to take a look from the snowy grassland, the sacred mountain of the snowfield.
The surrounding ice spiritual power made the ice spiritual power in his body also ready to move.
These ice spiritual powers did not have a condensing effect on her, but instead rushed into her body one by one.
It seems that this is the heaven of the Ice Spirit Root Monk.
It's like the Fire Spirit Root Monk likes to cultivate in the volcano.
She should have made a trip to this iceberg and snow original.
Cultivating here will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
She also bought that magic robe, and now that she thinks about it, it's a bit redundant.
But forget it, I bought it all, and I can give it to my sister to wear it back.
Leaving this Fan Ice City, he went all the way to the Snowfield Holy Mountain, during which Wu Feng came out and flew twice.
I couldn't stand the cold and went back to space.
This kind of icy and snowy environment is suitable for little foxes.
It's a pity that the little fox is now like a dog behind her, desperately cultivating.
The rest is chasing the wind, and it doesn't seem good to take it out, forget it.
Thinking of Chasing the Wind, she suddenly thought that if she met the Demon Cultivator next time, would she be able to release the Chasing Wind.
When the time comes, provoke the three avatars and let the three enemies and the demon cultivators fight?
Thinking about it, she saw someone fighting on the ice field at this moment.
It is really a black robe, and the two people who are black and do not slip in autumn are particularly conspicuous on this white ice field.
It was so conspicuous that as soon as she saw the two of them, she turned around and walked a different way.
What kind of evil fate is this, for him to meet the Moyu Venerable and the Jade Tree Venerable here?
These two people fought and fought, how could they still fight here, Tang Wuwu saw them and quickly dodged.
(End of chapter)