When Wang Mu walked out of the cave again, he changed his outfit again, and then he walked to the temporary trade fair in Bluestone Square with a calm expression. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, Wang Mu was no longer afraid, and replaced most of the spirit stones on his body with three elixirs, golden ginseng, blood silkworm and zhu guo, among which golden ginseng was the main medicine for refining the Qi Gathering Pill, needless to say, and the blood silkworm and Zhu Guo were the main drugs for refining the Essence Cultivation Pill and Ning Zhen Pill respectively. These three elixirs can assist the cultivators of the Quenching Body Realm to promote cultivation, and they are also the most popular ones sold at the trade fair.

After purchasing the elixir, Wang Mu hurriedly returned to his temporary cave mansion, and without saying a word, he untied the immortal cauldron from his waist and directly refined the spiritual liquid.

The pot veteran saw all this in his eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart. He originally said that Wang Mu's spiritual root was being manipulated just to motivate him to work harder, but although the effect has been achieved now, it is just that Wang Mu's every move is no longer as casual as before.

The immortal cauldron did not disappoint Wang Mu, and in less than a moment, the three pots of spiritual liquid were successfully refined, and this time it was filled with more than a hundred jade bottles!

At this time, Wang Mu was about to take another elixir to refine into a spiritual liquid to offer to the old man, and the spirit trick in his hand was urged, but this time the immortal pot did not react at all.

"Brother, I have received your wishes, but I want to tell you that this immortal cauldron is not omnipotent, and with your current spiritual power, it is only enough to urge this immortal cauldron four or five times a day!"

"Old pot, this ...... Why didn't you say it earlier?" Wang Mu was slightly embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he could refine it four or five times a day, and this immortal pot refining medicine into soup almost didn't fail, with this immortal pot Wang Mu was still worried about his future cultivation?

"Oh, these bottles of spiritual liquid belong to the old pot!" Wang Mu smiled and took three bottles from each of the three spiritual liquids and handed them over.

"Count your kid still have a little conscience!" The old man snorted, although these nine bottles of spiritual liquid were far less than half of the agreement he had agreed with Wang Mu before, but he knew that Wang Mu's spiritual liquid was to be traded and sold at tomorrow's immortal meeting, so he accepted it.

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At the same time, in another temporary cave, a white-robed young man was sitting cross-legged, and in front of him were twenty jade bottles, but these jade bottles were already empty.

After a long time, a glint flashed in the young man's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Thanks to that fellow Daoist, the effect of these Qi Gathering Spiritual Liquids is too good!"

"Originally, it had been stuck in the eighth layer of the Quenching Body Realm for more than half a year, and it was almost useless to take the Qi Gathering Pill, but I didn't expect that this trip to the Black Dragon Immortal would come to the right place, and the harvest on the first day faintly touched that layer of bottlenecks...... If only there was more of this spiritual fluid!"

This white-robed young man was naturally Tang Fei, who bought the twenty bottles of Qi Gathering Spiritual Liquid in Wang Mu's hands, only to see the light of his palm flash suddenly, but he found a communication talisman out, but it was a pity that these few hours had passed without even the slightest message.

"No, I can't sit still, I have to get all this spiritual liquid, if that guy sells me more, I will be able to quench my body next year!" Tang Fei suddenly stood up with a cold expression, and a fierce light flashed between his eyes.

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In the early morning, before the last trace of darkness before dawn had completely dissipated from the valley, monks from the thousands of caves walked out of the gate one after another, and the direction they went was the bluestone square.

Today is the first day of the Black Dragon Immortal Meeting, and most of the monks who have come from Tiannan Prefecture have also come one after another, and the bluestone square before is a little insufficient, so the foundation-building realm predecessors who held the Immortal Meeting opened two sub-squares overnight.

When the Immortal Meeting officially began, several Foundation Building Realm seniors took turns to say something, all of which were nothing more than encouraging the juniors to cultivate diligently and the like, but the Lan Yan Zhenren that Wang Mu had seen yesterday spoke bluntly and incisively as soon as he came up, and solved a lot of difficulties and cultivation problems for the low-level monks who participated in the Immortal Meeting.

"Wang Daoyou, it's really you!" When Wang Mu listened to Lan Yanzhen's sermon and was about to go to Qingshi Square, he heard a familiar voice from a man behind him shouting.

Wang Mu turned around and looked, but he hugged his fists and smiled: "It turned out to be Song Daoyou, fortunately, I will be lucky!"

Standing opposite Wang Mu was Song Feng of the Song family, but Wang Mu didn't know the other two people who were with him, and Song Feng's sister Song Qian was not here at this time.

"This is a friend of mine, Wang Mu. Song Feng first introduced the two people around him, and then said: "This is Ding Daoyou and Xu Daoyou, and I are close friends who have known each other for many years!"

The cultivation of the two Wang Mu couldn't see through, and after the two sides exchanged polite words, Song Feng invited and said, "Brother Wang, we just have an internal trade fair here, I wonder if you are interested in participating?"

"Internal trade fair?" Wang Mu said in surprise.

"Yes, this internal trade fair is different from the outside, most of the inside trade fairs are some rare treasures, elixir trades, and it is said that there are also Chong Ling pills for sale!" Song Feng's last sentence was directly said by the art of sound transmission.

"Chong Ling Dan!" In other words, most of the monks who participated in this internal trade fair went for this elixir.

Although Wang Mu also wanted to see this internal trade fair, he still hesitated a little on his face and said, "Isn't there no cultivation restriction on this internal trade fair?"

When Song Feng heard this, he laughed and said, "Since Brother Wang is coming, it's okay to have my recommendation, and cultivation is not important!"

"It's just ......" Song Feng groaned and said, "Every monk who participates in this internal trade fair will more or less come up with their own things to trade, otherwise it will be unreasonable. ”

"Brother Song can rest assured, I just have something to sell. Wang Mu smiled faintly, although it was a bit against his will to participate in these big family monk fairs, but since they all came to participate in the immortal fair, he couldn't spend three days on this bluestone square.

"Okay, calculate the time, the trade fair is about to start, Brother Wang will come with us!" Song Feng said with a smile.

However, the other monks surnamed Ding and Xu never said a word from beginning to end, and in their eyes, Song Feng was too polite to Wang Mu, who was only at the fifth level of the Quenching Body Realm.

After Wang Mu, Song Feng and his party left the bluestone square, a white-robed young man walked out of the crowd, his face was a little ugly at the moment, because he had been looking around just now, and he didn't see Wang Mu's figure after a big circle......

At the bottom of the valley, in addition to the palace in the center, there are hundreds of pavilions and water pavilions, and Wang Mu followed Song Feng and the others towards a three-story carved dragon wooden building.

Shout!

Wang Mu saw Song Feng take out a white jade talisman from his arms, and saw a flash of inspiration, and there was a gap in the prohibition outside this pavilion for only one person to walk.

The four of them went in one after another, and Wang Mu, who was at the back, suddenly felt cold when he passed through that layer of light curtain, as if he was being visited, but this feeling disappeared again in an instant.

Directly to the second floor, Wang Mu's eyes lit up.

What greeted him was a rather spacious hall, there were many people in the room, and there were about twenty people at a glance, and among these people, Wang Mu also saw a few female cultivators.

One of the girls is beautiful and beautiful, but it is Song Qian, who had a relationship with Wang Mu before.

When Wang Mu looked at Song Qian, her eyes also happened to look this way, but the eldest lady of the Song family turned her head directly and continued to chat with a female companion beside her.