"Fellow Daoist, click on the spirit stone!" It wasn't until the young monk in front of him urged a little anxiously that Wang Mu reacted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were 300 spirit stones in the storage bag, which happened to be the price of fifteen bottles of Qi Gathering Spirit Liquid, Wang Mu quietly drew all the spirit stones into his storage bag, and handed the empty storage bag back.

But the young monk shook his head and said, "This storage bag is a good addition, if you still have this spiritual liquid, please sell it to me!"

Wang Mu was stunned, shook his head and said: "This spiritual liquid refining is not easy, I don't have much on me, and I have to prepare for tomorrow's small meeting, I hope that Daoist friends will forgive me!"

The white-robed young man was overjoyed in his heart, because Wang Mu did not directly refuse to explain that there was still this kind of spiritual liquid, he immediately took out a jade talisman from his arms and handed it over, and said: "I am Yuan Fei of Fenglin Mountain, this is the transmission talisman below, if you sell this spiritual liquid again, please be sure to send it to me!"

The communication talisman is a communication tool in the cultivation realm, as long as two people are within ten thousand miles, they can use this talisman to contact each other, of course, if the distance is too far or one of them is in another space, the communication talisman will automatically become invalid.

The people around them all had very different expressions, and they were surprised that the Qi Gathering Spiritual Liquid in Wang Mu's stall was really sold, and it was bought all at once.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Fenglin Mountain, isn't that the place of the mountain gate of the Wind and Fire Gate, is that monk just now a disciple of the Wind and Fire Gate?"

Fenghuomen is one of the famous sects in Tiannan Prefecture, and the Black Dragon Small Association of low-level cultivators like this was originally rarely attended by disciples of major sects, but there seemed to be one person just now.

Everyone searched around, but Wang Mu and the young monk of Fenglin Mountain had already disappeared......

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"Earn, make a small profit!" Wang Mu came to the palace at the bottom of the valley alone, where there was a temporary cave mansion he had just rented.

When the organizer of the Black Dragon Immortal Association built this hall, it can be said that it was well-intentioned, the whole palace was majestic, and he didn't feel anything from the entrance to the valley, but when he reached the bottom of the valley, he knew that there were at least thousands of temporary caves in this palace, and the low-level monks who participated were almost one person.

A hundred-year-old golden ginseng has one hundred and thirty spirit stones, and the qi-gathering soup refined by this hundred-year-old golden ginseng has sold three hundred spirit stones!

"Look at your little bit of talent!" the pot snorted angrily.

Wang Mu had just returned to the cave mansion, and when he was told by the old pot, he seemed to smile and said: "Since you don't like this spirit stone, then forget the share that I promised to give you before!

", don't bully too much, actually...... Your performance this time is not bad, and you have earned nearly two hundred spirit stones as soon as you turn around, it's okay!" As soon as the old man heard that Wang Mu was going to deduct his offering, he immediately changed his words.

"Hey!" Wang Mu chuckled, took out a ten-year-old elixir and threw it into the immortal pot, and with a finger of the spirit recipe in his hand, a pot of spirit soup was refined in a short time.

Wang Mu immediately stopped caring about the old pot and sorted out his belongings by himself.

Wang Mu originally had three hundred spirit stones on his body, and it cost one hundred and thirteen to buy a hundred years of golden ginseng, and he earned three hundred spirit stones by selling the spiritual liquid, plus the ten pieces he got from Du Yueniang before, a total of four hundred and eighty spirit stones!

There are also three bottles of Qi Gathering Pill, three storage bags, and more than a dozen other ordinary elixirs, all of which are ready to be used to worship the old pot, and they are naturally not his property in Wang Mu's heart.

"Oh, there's also a fairy pot, a soup recipe for hundreds of spiritual soups!" Wang Mu muttered secretly in his heart.

After glancing at the three bottles of Qi Gathering Pill, Wang Mu, who was in a good mood, directly poured out one and swallowed it and refined it directly, these **** felt that the mood had gradually stabilized, and it was time to continue to cultivate and launch an impact on the late stage of the Quenching Realm!

It has been a full ten years since Wang Mu cultivated at the age of six, and he has also been stuck in the third layer of the quenching realm for several years, and this feeling of grievance Wang Mu is the most experienced.

The three swordsmen and three brothers of Baiyun Town, Tang Lei is already a cultivator at the peak of the eighth layer of the quenching realm, if you don't hurry up, the gap between Wang Mu and Xiao Leizi will only get bigger and bigger, as for Wang Zheng, Wang Mu just heard Xiao Leizi say that Brother Zheng is in retreat, and he chooses the opportunity to break through the foundation building realm......

Building the foundation realm, this is a dream that Wang Mu has imagined countless times but dare not think of!

About half an hour later, the first Qi Gathering Pill was all refined by Wang Mu, and he felt that the aura in the dantian was a little thicker, and he immediately took the second one!

Before, Wang Mu had no spirit stone and no spirit pill around him, and for several years, he only relied on the spiritual spring in the cliff cave behind Qingyun Mountain to cultivate hard, and in addition, he had to offer half of the spiritual energy to the old man, so his cultivation was extremely slow.

But now it's different, the elixir is not mentioned for the time being, as long as Wang Mu has the elixir, he can refine countless spiritual soups, and from this spiritual soup, he can refine and absorb more spiritual power, so that a broad road is placed in front of Wang Mu's eyes......

After the entire bottle of ten Qi Gathering Pills was swallowed and refined by Wang Mu, he felt that his body was about to burst, at this time he did not dare to continue to take the pills, but chose to sit cross-legged directly, and then calm down and control those spiritual qi to follow a set of exhalation methods in the body.

This set of methods of refining qi and exhaling is the Qingyun Jue of Qingyun Concept, and the entire Qingyun Jue has a total of nine layers, which can only be cultivated to the ninth level of the Great Perfection of the Quenching Body Realm, which is just an ordinary exercise in the cultivation world.

For example, if a monk has the best exercises, he will be able to refine and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use to the greatest extent when he cultivates, but if he cultivates inferior exercises, he will waste a lot of spiritual energy in the process of cultivation, and the part that can be absorbed by the monk in the end is very small.

For Wang Mu, today he is the latter.

Ten Qi Gathering Pills, if all the aura contained in these pills was absorbed by Wang Mu, the aura in his body could increase by at least three percent, but the result was that it only increased by less than one and a half percent, and the remaining one and a half percent were all scattered between this heaven and earth!

"Damn!" Wang Mu punched the wall and scolded directly.

Seeing that I couldn't keep those auras, I could only let them dissipate, not to mention how uncomfortable this feeling was!

"Old pot?" Wang Mu muttered.

"Brother, don't look at me...... This time, I didn't do anything at all, it's normal that you can't refine those spiritual qi, after all, the Qingyun Technique you cultivated is too rubbish, and your qualifications!"

"What's wrong with my qualifications?" asked Wang Mu.

"I've also been carefully observing these days, your qualification should be the Wood Fire Dual Spirit Root, which was originally the best alchemist talent spirit root, but it's a pity!"

"What a pity...... Old pot, how do you say this?" Wang Mu asked impatiently.

"Brother, your firewood twin spirit roots should have been tampered with, and the entire spirit root is broken, as if it was cut off by someone!"

"What?" Wang Mu's eyes suddenly became bloodshot!

Wang Mu couldn't believe this fact, no wonder he had been practicing hard for ten years but making slow progress, could it be a master and an ancestor?

No way!

Wang Mu vetoed this idea in an instant, the master and the ancestor are only monks in the quenching realm, not to mention that they love themselves so much...... Being able to deprive others of their spiritual roots, this kind of power will never be an idle person!

"Who could it be?" Wang Mu raised his head to the sky, and let out a monstrous roar in his heart!