"Wan Daoyou...... You...... Do you really want to choose this?" the old priest looked shocked, and he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"I'll choose this, but I have to go back and think about it!" Wan Qingping nodded categorically, indicating that it was not a lie.

The solution given by the old priest was actually very simple, that is, the monk gave up the qualification to allocate the spiritual land of the cave mansion, and the tribe gave compensation in other aspects, such as cultivation pills, elixirs, refining materials, magic weapons, etc., and the amount given was not too small.

At first glance, this condition doesn't seem to be too bad, why have few people chosen it since ancient times?

In fact, it is very easy to understand, although the cave spirit land seems to be very ordinary, but it is the most indispensable thing in the monk's practice, it is equivalent to a large elixir, and the energy supply is constantly providing the monk with the aura of intensive cultivation.

In the mundane, no matter how loser the loser son will rarely sell the ancestral house, there is an ancestral house at least a shelter from the wind and rain, after selling it may be able to temporarily exchange for a little money, do not worry about eating and drinking for a while, but the silver money will eventually run out one day, and then can only live on the street, which is the same as the monk's cave.

Can't you grab it anymore? That seems to make sense!

But in fact, this is a joke at all, almost all the good spiritual land in Jiuli is uniformly distributed by the tribe, relying on force may be able to grab a spiritual land, but this spiritual land will definitely not meet the cultivation of Jindan monks, unless your strength is absolutely strong enough to subdue the tribe.

Wan Qingping's strength was far from being arrogant, but he still chose to give up the spiritual land, because he already had Shaping Cloud Mountain.

"It's not wise!" Looking at the distant retreat, the old priest shook his head, he kindly persuaded a few words just now, but it didn't work, and it was okay, it saved trouble.

However, the people in the light were happy at this time, looking at the names of the items listed on the paper in their hands, they couldn't help laughing out loud, they didn't expect that a good spiritual land could be exchanged for so many good things.

Well, the elixir of intensive cultivation, ten bottles, so many? That's it...... Hey, no, the magic weapon, there are actually six magic weapons forbidden by Tiangang, it's not bad...... Miyun Great Dan, even this kind of elixir that is said to have a slight effect on the mid-stage breakthrough of Jindan can be exchange......d? Dazzling Golden Crystal, the top material for refining magic weapons, can be exchanged for half a tael? It's too incredible......

He found that no matter how much he overestimated the value of a good spiritual land, in the end it turned out to be underestimated.

It's not surprising that a piece of spiritual land, even if this person stops at the golden pill stage for the rest of his life, it can be used for almost three hundred years! For more than three hundred years, how can such a long time absorbing the spiritual energy in the spiritual land be comparable to a mere dozen bottles of elixir for refining mana?

This one wants, that one is also excited, and in the end, Wan someone's face hesitated for a while, and he still didn't make up his mind.

In this entanglement and contradiction, he came to the tribal vault, but he didn't come to get the spiritual land to compensate for the goods, because until now he hadn't even decided what he wanted to exchange, he came to visit a person this time, that is, the Weeping Cloud Sacrifice who guarded the vault.

"Senior Wan is here!" Chuiyun Priest said lightly, and continued to repair the dilapidated wooden table next to him, the hammer struck "bang, bang!" sounded, it was hard to imagine that this person was actually a Jindan monk who was crisscrossing the cultivation world back then, and he was also the peak of the middle Jindan period.

"Chuiyun Daoyou's fish pot stew is really delicious, Wan couldn't help the gluttony in his stomach, and came to disturb again, these two bottles of "fresh fruit stuffing" were specially found by Wan, and they have been stored for more than 20 years, which is considered an apology!" Wan Qingping didn't care, and said very familiarly, listening to these words, it seems that the two are not strangers.

In fact, it is true that the Jindan monks who practice orthodox exercises in Jiuli are so rare that it is difficult to even find someone to learn and communicate, so since he learned that the practice of the Chuiyun Sacrifice is also orthodox, he naturally will not let it go, and he has come here more than ten times in the three years of the stable realm.

Of course, the real purpose is not what Fang just said, even if this kind of dish made by the Chuiyun Sacrifice is really good, his purpose is to ask for advice and exchange cultivation experience, and when he learns that this person likes fine wine, he has a lot of people to collect, and every time he comes, he will bring two bottles.

Of course, Chuiyun Sacrifice is not a fool, he can see through his small abacus at a glance, but he doesn't care, and still doesn't hide his selfish guidance, maybe because he has broken off his cultivation and misses, and hopes to contribute more strength to the clan, and it is the best way to bring up the newcomers of Yudan.

After finishing the table, Chuiyun Sacrifice picked up a fishing rod made of bamboo and walked towards a pond not far away, Wan Qingping followed behind with a deck chair, and there was an extra fishing rod in his hand.

Just this pond with a radius of more than ten acres, the deepest part is no more than a zhangxu, needless to say that there are still remnants of foundation building and cultivation in the Chuiyun Sacrifice, even if the monks in the Qi refining period come here and want to get a fish to make a fish stew, they don't need a fishing rod at all, and a few spells can harvest a basket.

But isn't it wonderful that people like them are fishing just for the sake of eating and drinking? Isn't it wonderful to set up a reclining chair, throw down a fishing rod, and have more teapots in their hands to exchange and practice with fellow practitioners?

"The practice of ten thousand predecessors...... But one law works, all laws work...... So I think ......" The two of them lay on the wicker chair and began to communicate.

"The words of Chuiyun Daoyou are not unreasonable, but according to the classics, it was ...... in the early days of Jindan"

............

Half a day has passed, a few fish have already been caught, a pot of beautiful fish stew is placed on the table, the two of them use it to accompany the wine, you debate back and forth during the banquet, although the chuiyun sacrifice has rich experience in practice, but Wan Qingping's occasional sentence can also be seen that he is not the kind of person who is shallow in knowledge, and he also has a lot of insights into practice.

As the sun set, the two people who sat and talked about it had a hint of drunken blush on their faces.

When saying goodbye, the Chuiyun sacrifice hesitated for a moment, and then said something like this: "Wan seniors, please forgive me for leaning on the old man to sell the old man to give a word of advice! As the saying goes, the more the reason is argued, the clearer it is, although the old man has been in the Jindan period for more than 200 years, but he does not dare to say that he has mastered this stage of cultivation, if the ten thousand seniors want to go further in the cultivation, it is not possible to rely on this exchange between the two of us at all, and it is the best choice to travel to the Mumba grassland, where the monks who practice orthodox exercises are more into the carp of the river, and the ten thousand seniors will have unexpected gains!"

"I've been taught! I'm planning to do this!" Wan Qingping nodded.

The words of the Chuiyun sacrifice were by no means false, and this little exchange between the two of them really couldn't support his ambition to practice further, otherwise the Jiuli cultivator who practiced orthodox exercises would not have frequently run towards the Momba grassland.

It seems that he has to make some preparations for going to the Momba grassland! On the way to Suyun Mountain, he thought to himself.