Black Dragon Town, the restaurant inn covers a wide area, there are hundreds of upper, middle and lower guest rooms, where a piece of spirit stone can live for three days in the first-class room, in addition to eating and drinking all-inclusive, it is a good place to settle down for some casual cultivation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Wang Mu came to this restaurant inn at night, there was only one medium room left.

A spirit stone, Wang Mu booked this last room for seven days, and as soon as the seven days passed, the Black Dragon Immortal Association was almost over.

At this time, Wang Mu was sitting cross-legged in the room, with the fairy pot between his legs, and Wang Mu suddenly said coldly: "Old pot, you have hidden a lot of things from me!"

"Nonsense! I even taught you the spiritual recipe of alchemy, where is there anything to hide?" the pot elder jumped out directly and retorted.

Wang Mu lightly tapped the immortal cauldron and asked rhetorically, "Then why does this alchemy method refine a pot of soup every time?"

"You kid, don't be in the midst of blessings and don't know blessings...... This is good for you!" the pot elder forcibly explained.

"You must know that monks generally swallow pills, and it is very good if the medicinal power that can be refined and absorbed is fifty percent, while the other medicinal power can only be wasted! But the spiritual soup you refine with this immortal pot is different, I dare to say that you can refine at least sixty percent of the medicinal power of this spiritual soup, don't underestimate this medicinal power, it can make you practice less penance than others for more than ten years!" The old man shouted in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Is that really the case?" replied Wang Mu with a smile.

"It's true!"

"Well, since you have passed on this refining recipe to me, why don't you give me the recipe for the spirit soup as well!"

For the soup recipe of this spiritual soup, Wang Mu is bound to get it.

After taking the previous mouthful of the body-nourishing and replenishing soup, the half-dead Fang Ming was actually cured of a serious illness!

Since then, Wang Mu has been determined to ask the pot to teach him the soup recipe of the spiritual soup, he doesn't believe that this pot with a bad stomach only has this one soup to nourish the body and replenish the qi!

The two bargained for a long time, and in the end, Wang Mu still won easily, and the pot was angry and handed over a soup recipe for spiritual soup, and there were hundreds of spiritual soups recorded on it.

"Don't you still have three hundred spirit stones on your kid, quickly buy me a few elixirs, I'm hungry these days!"

But Wang Mu shook his head and said bluntly: "These three hundred spirit stones should be reserved for use at the immortal meeting the day after tomorrow, otherwise if you see an elixir that must be bought at the immortal meeting, wouldn't it be bad if you don't have any spirit stones at that time!"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, but he had nothing to say.

It took a long time for the old man to come out and say: "That Yang Xiaohu's matter, you don't plan to check it again?"

Wang Mu was originally immersed in the soup recipe, and replied casually: "I have asked that person named Fang Ming to inquire for me, and he will tell me as soon as there is news of Yang Xiaohu." The most important thing for us right now is to participate in the Black Dragon Immortal Meeting the day after tomorrow!"

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On the second day, Wang Mu got up early in the morning, and then flew towards Black Dragon Mountain with the crane spirit talisman.

Fortunately, yesterday, Song Feng mentioned to Wang Mu the entrance to the Black Dragon Immortal Society, and Wang Mu searched for it in the land of Shanli and finally found a place shrouded in dense fog in the south.

This is in broad daylight, and there is very little dense fog in the mountains except for the top of the mountain, so this place is most likely the entrance to the fairy meeting.

After Wang Mu put away the crane spirit talisman and landed, he took out a Qingming talisman and slapped it in his eyes.

I saw that the dense fog in front of Wang Mu suddenly had an extra sheep intestine path, as if someone had split it from the thick fog with a knife, the path was very long, and there was no end in sight.

Wang Mu was not in a hurry, Shi Shiran walked in, but this sheep intestine path seemed far away, but in less than a moment, he saw the end of the road.

Walking out of the intersection, Wang Mu felt a sudden light in front of him, followed by bursts of floral fragrance, and the murmuring sound of flowing water in his ears.

This is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, full of strange flowers and plants, far away to see the range is very large, in the center of the valley floor there is a large carved fence jade palace pavilion, from Wang Mu here looking towards that, there is a group of monks in different costumes in and out.

In front of that palace is a large piece of bluestone square, at this time there are already a lot of people gathered there, around the square lined up a lot of strange stalls, those vendors just spread out a handful of cloth, is to take out all kinds of bottles and cans, elixirs and other things to sell.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mu felt a little excited in his heart.

After all, this was the first time he had seen so many cultivators in more than ten years, and most of those people were low-level cultivators in the Quenching Body Realm like him.

This Black Dragon Immortal Meeting, it's just that these juniors laughed and said that in fact, the people who participated in this kind of small meeting were no more than thousands of monks, but for Wang Mu, it was already an unprecedented event.

"Don't be in a daze, someone is coming!" the pot elder reminded secretly.

Wang Mu was stunned, and then saw a blue-robed middle-aged monk walking towards him from the direction of Bluestone Square, Wang Mu glanced back behind him, and saw that the path he came from had disappeared, and he realized that this middle-aged monk should be coming to himself.

"This little friend, it must be the first time to participate in the Black Dragon Meeting, right?" Sure enough, the blue-robed middle-aged monk walked up to Wang Mu and stopped, looked Wang Mu up and down and said with a smile.

"Meet the seniors, the kid rarely goes out on weekdays, and the first time he participates in this kind of event, it is inevitable that he will be a little careless, I hope you will forgive me!" Wang Mu arched his hands and responded politely.

"Little friends don't need to be polite, the Black Dragon Minor Meeting is held for junior monks like you, you can call me Lan Yan Zhenren, who is one of the organizers of this small club. ”

"It turned out to be Lan Yan's senior, and the junior Wang Mu is polite!" Knowing that the inconspicuous middle-aged monk in front of him turned out to be a real person who built the foundation realm, Wang Mu looked even more anxious and respectful.

"Wang Xiaoyou, this small meeting will only start tomorrow, but you see that there are people trading items with each other on the other side of the square, Xiaoyou might as well go there and have a good look!" Lan Yan Zhenren smiled faintly.

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Wang Mu thanked again and again, and then walked straight to the cyan square.

When Wang Mu walked out of the distance, Lan Yan Zhenren suddenly muttered to himself in the same place: "It's strange, this Wang Xiaoyou had a faint aura on his body when he first entered the valley, why did he suddenly disappear again?"

Of course, Wang Mu didn't know that as soon as he entered the valley, he had been targeted by a real person who had built a foundation realm, and at this moment he was walking slowly in the bluestone square, while looking at the items on the various stalls one by one.

According to what Song Feng said, in this Black Dragon Society, there are generally two ways to trade between monks.

One is to buy directly with spirit stones, which is the most direct and common, and the other is the original way of bartering. However, this barter requires both parties to the transaction to be voluntary, because the organizer of the small meeting expressly prohibits forced buying and selling.

After walking around, Wang Mu also had a general understanding of some ordinary items.

Take the crane spirit rune in Wang Mu's hand as an example, although few people take it out to sell, but in one or two stalls, Wang Mu saw that this crane spirit rune was worth two spirit stones.

Other spell runes, such as the primary spell runes, are usually seven or eight spirit stones, while the defensive spell runes can be sold for ten spirit stones.

As for the spiritual artifact that Wang Mu wanted to see, there were nearly 100 large and small stalls in the entire bluestone square, and Wang Mu saw a few monks selling fragments of spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapon fragments, to put it bluntly, are waste garbage, but some spiritual weapon fragments can be returned to the furnace for refinery, so the value is also considerable.

In addition, Wang Mu also saw that there were spirit beast bags for sale in a stall, and a spirit beast bag was sold for the price of dozens of spirit stones. He immediately remembered the pair of cranes of the Song brothers and sisters, but it was a pity that Wang Mu had nothing to do, and it was useless to buy this spirit beast bag.