Two hours later, Shen Long came to the square where the stall was set up and took a look

Shen Long suddenly quickened his pace and came to a small stall, the stall owner was a tall and thin old man in a green robe, his body was much larger than the human race, there were many green runes on his body, and his eyes were also green.

The Wood Spirit Clan, a branch of the Spirit Clan, is proficient in the art of planting and is good at cultivating elixir spirit fruit trees.

Shen Long's gaze fell on a cyan rice bag, which contained some blood-colored particles, and the shape of the blood-colored particles resembled a mini dragon.

"How do you sell these Blood Dragon Rice?"

Shen Long asked.

Blood Dragon Rice can strengthen the strength of the body, it is a relatively precious kind of spiritual rice, and it is relatively difficult to cultivate.

"Just exchange but don't sell, materials of the same value can be used."

The old man in the green robe spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Shen Long took out a cyan brocade box and handed it to the old man in the green robe.

The old man in the green robe opened it and glanced at it, and quickly closed it, which contained a 10,000-year-old soul cultivation wood.

"Deal, these blood dragon rice have returned to Daoyou."

The old man in the green robe handed the rice bag to Shen Long.

Shen Long carefully inspected the Blood Dragon Rice, and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked, "In Xia Qianlong, what do you call Daoyou?" ”

"Mu Sen."

The old man in the green robe spoke.

"Mu Daoyou, do you still have blood dragon rice? I'll trade other things for you, like pills. ”

Shen Long asked in the voice.

"No, that's all, Qiandaoyou is an alchemist?"

Mu Sen asked curiously.

Shen Long nodded and said, "But I can't refine the best elixir, and the top-grade elixir is no problem." ”

"I only have so much blood dragon rice left on my body, if you can refine the best elixir, you can go directly to the Wuling Pavilion to exchange for the blood dragon rice, the Wuling Pavilion is a shop opened by our spirit clan, selling the specialties of our spirit clan."

Mu Sen said.

"Five Spirits Pavilion! No problem. ”

Shen Long agreed, put away the rice bag and left.

He wandered around the square and didn't buy anything more.

Back in Qingyue Pavilion, Shen Long released the spirit chasing beast.

"Master, there are seven divine consciousness fluctuations that have been following you all the time, and they are all god-transforming monks."

The spirit chasing beast spoke.

"Seven shares! So much! ”

Shen Long said with some surprise.

"There are so many found for the time being, and it is not ruled out that there will be more."

The spirit chasing beast said.

Shen Long nodded and said, "Just stay here and see if there are any familiar divine consciousness fluctuations passing through here." ”

"Yes, master."

The chasing spirit beast agreed.

Shen Long walked into the practice room, took out a cyan clay pot, and steamed the blood dragon rice.

It didn't take long for a jar of Blood Dragon Rice to be cooked, and the rice grains were blood-red.

Shen Long took a spoon and scooped a mouthful of spiritual rice, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times.

It is chewy, and a rich aroma of rice spreads in the mouth.

It didn't take long for him to eat up a jar of Blood Dragon Rice, and his body was slightly hot.

Shen Long hurriedly sat down cross-legged, refining the huge energy contained in the Blood Dragon Rice.

After a while, Shen Long was sweating profusely, his green tendons were exposed, and he could clearly see the blood vessels under his skin, and he felt that he had fallen into the hot magma, and his whole body tingled unbearably, as if he was about to be burned into flying ashes.

Half an hour later, Shen Long returned to normal, sweat drenching his clothes.

He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he was pleasantly surprised: "The effect of the Blood Dragon Rice is so strong!" It is worthy of being a specialty of the Wood Spirit Clan. ”

This can of Blood Dragon Rice is even better than the effect of a top-grade Blood Dragon Pill, and it is estimated that it can only be compared to the top-grade Blood Dragon Pill.

He put away the clay pot and meditated for pranayama.

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Qianyang Realm, Imperial Spirit Sect.

Yuan Rui, Ice Silkworm Zhenren and Su Changfeng were sitting in a cyan stone pavilion and were talking about something.

"You can rest assured that you can impact the Transformation Stage! If you advance to the Transformation Stage, we will have two Transformation Cultivators in the Imperial Spirit Sect. ”

Yuan Rui's face was full of pride.

The Ice Silkworm True Person has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant and can try to impact the Transformation Stage, and Shen Long has left a lot of Seven Treasure Glazed Pills.

The Ice Silkworm Zhenren nodded and said, "I hope I can succeed." ”

"Master, if you can advance to the Transformation Stage and ascend to the Spirit Pivot Realm, Master will definitely be very happy."

Su Changfeng said with a smile.

"I hope so, I don't know what happened to him, I can't contact him, and he can't get down."

The Ice Silkworm Real Man sighed, a little worried in his eyes.

The thing he was most proud of was that he had taught Shen Long, a disciple, and they couldn't contact Shen Long now.

"I sent someone to guard Senior Brother Shen's natal soul lamp, if there is any abnormality, report it immediately, his natal soul lamp is not abnormal, it means that he is fine, I just don't know if he joined the Immortal Cultivation Sect or became a loose cultivator."

Yuan Rui said in the end, his face was full of curiosity.

"Senior Uncle Yuan has ascended to the Spirit Pivot Realm, so he naturally knows Shen Long's situation."

Ice Silkworm said.

"I promised him that there was no second god cultivator in the Imperial Spirit Sect, and I would never consider the matter of ascension, besides, I was only in the early stage of god transformation, and it was still early in the middle stage."

Yuan Rui is colorful.

After chatting for a while, the Ice Silkworm Zhenren and Su Changfeng left, and the Ice Silkworm Zhenren began to retreat and impact the Transformation Period.

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Lingshu Realm, Divine Soldier Workshop City, Qingyue Pavilion.

In the practice room, Shen Long sat on a red futon, his eyes slightly closed.

After a while, he opened his eyes, took out a flashing teleportation disk, and punched in a spell, Li Bin's voice sounded: "Fellow Daoist, you have collected the news you want, you can come to Shengyi Building!" ”

"Okay, I'll go over right away."

Shen Long agreed, put away the summons disk, got up and walked out.

He came outside and saw the spirit chasing beast.

"Master, in the past half a month, there have been twelve familiar divine consciousness fluctuations haunting the vicinity, two of which are far away, and nine of them are relatively close."

The spirit chasing beast said.

"It seems that they have arranged for someone to keep an eye on me, which is really enough to look up to me."

Shen Long sneered, took back the spirit beast bracelet, pushed the door and walked out.

After a cup of tea, he came to the door of the Sheng Yi Building, glanced left and right, and found no stalker.

He strode into the Sheng Yi Building, and after half an hour, Shen Long walked out, looking as usual.

He wandered around the streets, walked around, and from time to time paid attention to his back, and he really found a few familiar faces, all of whom were god-turning monks.

Half an hour later, Shen Long appeared at the door of a splendid palace, with three golden characters written on it, "Teleportation Palace", there is a teleportation array, which can be teleported to other Fang Cities, and the managers of these Fang Markets have a good relationship with the Divine Soldier Gate.

Shen Long strode into the teleportation hall, the hall was spacious and bright, and he could see seven teleportation arrays of different sizes, and next to each teleportation array there was a cyan stone tablet with the teleportation location written on it.

Shen Long walked to the top of a teleportation array, and the cyan stone tablet next to it had four big characters written on it, "Qihongfang City", he paid the teleportation fee, and the guards entered a spell, and the runes on the teleportation array were all bright, and a spiritual light rose to the sky, drowning his figure.

The aura dissipated, and Shen Long disappeared.

(End of chapter)