Chapter Ninety-One: The Strange Pavilion
However, Xuanqing went to the Qiancao Hall opened by Danding Gate and asked if there was a soul cultivation fruit and a green jade tree, without the slightest exception, there was no, the soul cultivation fruit was okay, Qiancaotang had heard of it, and the green jade tree had never heard of it.
This made Xuanqing a little curious, the Danding Sect, one of the six major sects, was an alchemy sect, and it didn't even have a spirit fruit like the Soul Cultivation Fruit.
Subsequently, Xuan Qing sounded that the Soul Nourishing Fruit was a soul-nourishing grass that grew in a dead qi and resentment, and after growing to fifty years, it could be used as medicine, and the effect became more powerful as the year increased.
The Soul Nourishing Grass can not only nourish the wounds of the monk's primordial spirit, but also strengthen the primordial spirit.
The soul-nourishing grass grows and blooms for a thousand years, and after another thousand years, it bears fruit, and after another thousand years, the fruit matures, and after it matures, it is the soul-nourishing fruit.
Previously, Xuanqing had bought two soul-nourishing grasses, but after he had given birth to a certain number of years, he would open the furnace for alchemy, and there was no need to give birth to the soul-nourishing grass to the point of flowering and fruiting.
However, even if there is a soul nourishing fruit for sale on the market, I am afraid that it has already been bought by a high-level monk, or used by a high-level monk in his own sect, where will it be sold.
Xuan Qing patted his forehead, isn't he willing to seek the near and far? .
In his own fairy spirit diagram, he used the spirit stone to directly spawn it.
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The Strange Pavilion is in a remote corner of the inner city.
Compared with other places in the inner city, people come and go, and in front of the strange pavilion, there are many doors.
A black plaque is engraved with golden handwriting, and a black curtain covers the entrance to the strange pavilion, so you can't see the situation inside the strange pavilion.
Xuanqing lifted the curtain.
Look around.
From the outside, the strange façade is a little short and remote, but when you enter it, it is not small.
There are more than ten zhang in size.
On dozens of pitch-red shelves, one by one, a thing was placed on it, and a white shield flashed to protect the things inside, and the spirit stones purchased were also marked.
Xuanqing looked around and saw that most of the things placed on the shelf were strange things, which Xuanqing had never heard of or seen.
At the entrance, a gray-haired old woman was lying in front of a pear wood table with a red lacquer pattern of twigs and lotus.
After Xuanqing came in, he didn't raise his head.
Xuanqing looked around several shelves, and many of the things placed on the shelves were unknown to Xuanqing, but the prices marked were daunting, and the high prices were terrifying.
Just as Xuanqing opened his mouth to ask, Qingyue's voice came from his ears: "Come to the Strange Pavilion, buy things, each with your eyesight, those who have luck, you can buy you in exchange for a hundred times the value of the spirit stone, and it is possible to make you rich overnight."
If it is sold to the strange things of the Strange Pavilion, take it out and let the old man identify it, and furthermore, if you come to the Strange Pavilion to ask for something, it will be three layers higher than the market price, if you come to the Strange Pavilion to inquire about the news, as long as you come out of the spirit stone, there will be no news that the Strange Pavilion can't inquire."
"This former ......". Xuanqing turned his head to look, and he was stunned, and originally saw a gray-haired old woman lying on the table, Xuanqing thought it was an old man.
When Xuanqing saw that the person was fair-skinned, blown-out, picturesque, and a delicate woman about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, the person's face was not old, and he was full of white hair.
"This senior, junior is here to inquire about the news." After Xuanqing came back to his senses, he walked into the way where the woman arched his hand.
"The names of my predecessors are all called old to me, people call me Huarong Fairy, call me Huarong Fairy is, inquire about the news, and see the value pricing of the news." Huarong Fairy raised her eyebrows, and after hearing Xuanqing call her senior, she shouted with a displeased look on her face.
"It's rude for the younger generation, please don't blame the flower fairy, the younger generation wants to inquire, how to cultivate the viper vine, let the flowers bear fruit, and also want to know, after the viper vine bears fruit, the wonderful use of the fruit." Xuanqing was reprimanded by the Flower Fairy for a few words, and he did not show the slightest displeasure on his face.
The high-ranking monks have strange personalities, which are not something that ordinary people can reason, and they are not in the way of themselves, just follow their temper.
"What are you doing here? Now, no one can grow viper vines to blossom and bear fruit." When the Huarong Fairy heard this, Xuanqing wanted to inquire about how to cultivate the viper vine and bear fruit, and the Huarong Fairy frowned.
"Isn't it possible that the Strange Pavilion can't even inquire about such news?" Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows.
"You don't have to provoke me, even if you know how to cultivate viper vines to blossom and bear fruit, you can't cultivate them, so why spend so much money to buy this news."
"The younger generation has made up their minds, I don't know what the value of this news is?".
"Ten thousand spirit stones, however, the Strange Pavilion only accepts spirit stones above the middle grade." After Fairy Huarong saw that Xuanqing insisted on buying the news.
Fairy Huarong took out a piece of jade from the storage bag and handed it to Xuanqing.
Xuanqing took the jade slip and didn't look at it carefully, and after handing Fairy Huarong a storage bag containing thousands of medium-grade spirit stones to her, he said again, "The junior still wants to inquire about a piece of news, the junior wants to know the news of the Qingyu Tree, if you can buy the Qingyu Tree in the Strange Pavilion, it will be better."
"Green Jade Tree". After hearing the three words Qingyushu, Fairy Huarong raised her head and glanced at Xuanqing carefully.
I saw that the male cultivator in front of him was not high, only in the early stage of foundation building, short stature, dark skin, and heavy bangs on the forehead, covering his face.
With a wave of one sleeve, a gust of wind blew away, directly blowing away the heavy bangs that covered those eyes.
The flower fairy saw the pair of dark and brilliant eyes like stars, between the waves and lights, flashing black, and was slightly stunned, "These eyes can't appear on a man."
The flower fairy said secretly.
Immediately, the divine consciousness swept away.
However, the Flower Rong Fairy shot extremely fast, so that Xuanqing had no way to hide, and then a powerful divine sense swept towards him, up and down, inside and out, as if he wanted to see himself clearly.
Xuanqing's heart tightened slightly.
Then, after the sudden white aura of the fairy spirit diagram in the sea of consciousness trembled.
A white streamer of light traveled from the sea of knowledge to the entire body.
Pressed against his own skin, as if he was holding out this powerful divine sense.
"There is no secret technique to hide the true face, these eyes are long on the male cultivator, and it is still such an ordinary male cultivator, it's a pity, it's a pity." The flower face fairy swept the man in front of him with his divine sense, and saw that the man in front of him did not use secret techniques, and changed his appearance, and he was the queen of his true appearance.
Fairy Huarong showed pity on her face, and muttered a straight head.
"Before.... , Flower Fairy, you are ......". Xuanqing said cautiously.