Sitting in the tavern, Mo En absentmindedly played with the wine glass in his hand, but all he thought about was cultivation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the past few days, Lu Qianming explained a lot of spiritual knowledge to Mo En, solved a lot of problems for Mo En, and even helped Mo En open up several hidden tricks in his body. However, in terms of Divine Mind cultivation, Mo En still hasn't made a breakthrough, so he still hasn't reached the fourth level of Qi training.

Picking up his glass, taking a sip of the mellow mare's milk wine, and glancing at the bustling crowd around him, Morn sighed. Qifengfang City, as the only trading gathering place on the edge of Qifeng Forest, in addition to providing hunters with a variety of items to improve their strength and purchase materials, there are many places for hunters to vent. After all, every time you enter the Qifeng Forest, you will face a life and death crisis, and the people who are fighting here, even if their cultivation is good, but the psychological pressure is also very great, and they need some channels to relieve pressure. For the rough prairie people, looking for flowers and willows, drunk and dreaming of death, and gambling on thousands of dollars are undoubtedly the most exciting, and they are also the most able to vent the pressure in their hearts.

Originally, for Morn, he didn't need this way to relieve his stress. Perseverance is the most important part of a monk's cultivation, and if you can't even bear this level of pressure and need to rely on external means to vent, it will be difficult for you to make great progress in your cultivation. In fact, this kind of venting of dogs and horses is also one of the reasons why so many geniuses who come out of the tribe have experienced the experience of life and death, but few people have broken through to the late congenital stage.

But a place like a tavern is a must-have for Morn. Qinglou, gambling halls, and taverns are the most densely populated places in the city, and they are also the places where all kinds of news circulate most rapidly, and they are also the places with the most private transactions. Hunters who don't want to be exploited by the shops of the big powers like to communicate with each other in these three places. And among these three places, Moen, a young man who was just fourteen years old, was still a little disgusted with Qinglou and gambling halls, and the tavern was the place with the fastest circulation of information and the most private transactions, so it naturally became Morn's only choice.

"Brother Mo, you're still drinking alone, aren't you bored?" Morn put down his thoughts, ready to listen to the conversation of the drinkers around him, and when he gathered the latest information, a big man sat down directly across from Morn and said affectionately.

"Brother Xia Han is also here, is there anything wrong?" Glancing at this burly and rough-looking man, Mo En poured him a glass of wine, and then said very calmly. In Qifengfang City, it is difficult to make real friends if they are not from the same tribe or have special circumstances, but it does not prevent hunters from pulling relationships with each other, and even some people can get close to many people. Xia Han in front of him is such a well-traveled character.

Xia Han and this kind of people don't go out to hunt much, they just mess around in the market on weekdays, mainly by collecting and selling all kinds of news to make a living, sometimes, they will also bully some hunters who are not knowledgeable, buy some high-quality materials at a low price, and then sell them to people in need to earn profits. Such people are not very likable, but they are useful, so in general, every hunter will know one or two such people in case of emergency. Previously, Xia Han helped Mo En collect a centipede grass that Lu Qianming needed, and the two sides had some connection.

"Hehe, when the eldest brother came to you, he naturally had something good to tell you. Xia Han picked up the wine glass, drank the mare's milk wine in the cup, and said with a smile: "Good wine, or Brother Xiao Mo, you will enjoy it, such a good wine, few people in the city can afford to drink it." ”

"If you have good wine, you should drink more. Mo En pushed the flask to Xia Han and said lightly. Although Xia Han looks rough and acts like he is greedy for a little cheap, as one of the most nourishing brokers in the city, Xia Han's scheming city government should not be underestimated. Morn knew this, so he didn't speak. However, there is no conflict of interest between the two sides, and sometimes they even have to borrow one or two from each other, so Moen still behaves quite kindly.

"It's still Brother Mo who is generous. After Xia Han drank another drink, he said with a smile: "Since Brother Xiao Mo is so righteous, I won't sell Guan Zi anymore." You asked me to inquire about Lingmu, and I was a little brows-backed. ”

"Oh, what kind of spirit wood is it, and how many years has it been hot?" asked Morn with a slight startle, a little surprised. In order to find a spirit wood suitable for totem poles, Mo En has visited all the shops in Qifengfang City, and has also asked many hunters. However, after all, the Qifeng Forest is not an area with very abundant spiritual energy, and the value of the produced items is not very high, and the spirit wood that can meet Moen's needs is extremely rare. Like the Jade Emperor Wood and Red Fire Wood that Mo En valued before, they were all transported from other places by the Heavenly City Temple for sale. Now Xia Han, a broker, actually said that he had the spirit wood he needed, which naturally greatly surprised Mo En's expectations.

"Hehe, red fire wood, a top-grade spirit wood with dual attributes of wood and fire, five hundred years of fire, a good material for making high-grade flying swords and high-grade magic weapons. Xia Han said a little proudly. Although he didn't have much to do with Moen, Xia Han knew that Moen was a generous figure. Before a centipede grass, Xia Han made a lot of money from Mo En, and the object of this transaction was a high-end product like red fire wood, just for the introduction fee, Xia Han could make a lot of money.

"Red Fire Wood?" Morn was shocked, but his face still showed excitement. "Big brother, have you seen this spirit wood, and what is the quality?"

There are two criteria for the evaluation of elixirs and spiritual trees in the immortal cultivation world. One is the age of fire, which is the basic standard. The so-called 500-year fire temperature refers to the extent to which these spiritual materials can grow under the normal supply of spiritual energy, which does not mean that the spiritual wood must have grown for 500 years. If the cultivation method is correct and there is a sufficient supply of spiritual energy, it is also possible to cultivate the elixir of hundreds of years of fire in a hundred years. In fact, in the major sects, there are basically disciples who specialize in cultivating elixirs and spiritual trees, who are responsible for accelerating the growth of spiritual materials.

Another criterion is quality. For the same heat, because of the different growth and cultivation conditions, the aura and material contained in the spiritual material will also be somewhat different. Although this difference is not large, it will also affect the use value of spiritual materials, and even more will affect the price of spiritual materials. It's just that this criterion is very subjective and requires the judgment of very professional people, and there are not many cases where low-level monks apply it. Morn asked, just to confirm his suspicions.

"I really can't judge the quality, after all, I'm a little martial artist, and I don't have this eye. But I've really seen this thing, if you are interested, Brother Mo, I can introduce it to you. Seeing Mo En's excited face, Xia Han showed a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said very boldly.

"What did the eldest brother say about the one in the Heavenly City Temple?" Seeing that Xia Han refused to reveal the details, and made a look of waiting for the price to sell, Mo En asked bluntly. After hearing the news of the red fire wood, Morn had a faint sense of foreboding, so Morn wanted to know what had happened during his retreat.

"Ah, so brother, you know!" Xia Hanleng paused, and then said with some annoyance: "Brother, it's not right for you to do this, if someone had already told you, you would have said it earlier!

"Big brother misunderstood, I heard a little about this spirit wood a long time ago, and I don't know the details at all. Mo En smiled and explained: "In this way, big brother, you tell me the details of this spirit wood, these two python teeth will be used as intelligence expenses, what do you think?" These two python teeth are the materials on the Tuhua python that Mo En killed last time, because the Tuhua python was not poisonous before, and the teeth had no advantages except for being strong, so they were rejected by the Tianshi Temple and left in Mo En's hands.

"Hehe, it's still Brother Mo, you're happy. Glancing at the fangs in Mo En's hand, Xia Han immediately regained his smile, and said with enthusiasm on his face: "About five days ago, the Tianshi Temple took out a batch of treasures as a reward, saying that they urgently need a batch of high-grade python gall, as long as anyone has python gall in their hands, they can go to the Tianshi Temple to exchange for these treasures, even if they are unwilling to ask for these treasures, they can also sell the python gall to the Tianshi Temple at a preferential price." And among these treasures, there is the red fire wood that your brother needs. ”

Hearing this, Morn's heart sank slightly, and the sense of foreboding became even stronger. Seven days ago, Morn went to the Heavenly City Temple to buy spiritual wood, and the people of the temple also regarded the red fire wood as a treasure and a strange commodity to live in, but two days later, he took out such a good thing in exchange for the unpopular and invaluable python gall. What made Mo En even more suspicious was that when Mo En traded with the Heavenly City Temple with materials, the most that was left was the python gall bladder, which could only be used to refine the antidote pill. This thing is a material that the Heavenly City Temple directly refused to buy. Coupled with Li Ling's matter, the vigilance in Mo En's heart became higher and higher.

"Have these treasures been exchanged?" Mohn asked after a deep sigh. Although there were some doubts, Morn still had a hint of luck in his heart. After all, the store of the Heavenly City Temple in Qifengfang City is also controlled by the Temple. If it is really a temporary task issued by the temple, it is normal for this situation to occur, and it may not really be aimed at yourself.

"It's been exchanged a lot, but the red fire wood hasn't been replaced yet. The people of the Tianshi Temple said that the red fire wood had to be exchanged for the python gall of the Tuhua python, so many people rushed into the forest these days, wanting to find the Tuhua python to kill. Xia Han said with a smile.

"If there is such a good thing, then I will hurry up and prepare to go into the forest. Thank you for the information of the eldest brother, and we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future. Morn was shocked in his heart, and after placing the python teeth on the table, he stepped out. The bounty of the Heavenly City Temple is almost tailor-made for Morn, this kind of pie in the sky is impossible to happen, so what appears can only be a trap.

Walking out of the tavern, Mo En returned to the room he rented, first sent a message to Lu Qianming to explain the situation, and then packed up his things and walked in the opposite direction of Qifeng Forest. In this case, it is obvious that Qifengfang City and Qifeng Forest can no longer stay, and Mo En needs to leave here immediately to avoid the enemy.

However, Morn had just galloped out of the city for several miles, and the golden golden biao pounced from the side. After dodging Jin Biao's pounce, Mo En saw Qi Yunxiao standing on Jin Biao's banner.

"Elder Qi, what do you mean by that?"

"Nothing interesting, just wanted to ask you to meet someone. ”