Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Cultivation Realm
"Huh, Tianzhucao, how many spirit stones do you sell?"
"Three medium-grade spirit stones or thirty low-grade spirit stones. ”
"You are slaughtering people, even if it is a hundred-year-old Heavenly Bamboo Grass, there are only two medium-grade spirit stones. ”
"Look at it, this is a three-hundred-year-old Heavenly Bamboo Grass, and it is about to enter the Buzhou Mountain, and the price of general healing herbs has increased. It's this price now, and it's another price tomorrow. ”
Shiyun could hear the two monks arguing from a distance, the two sides were bargaining, and he looked into the monk's hand, and on a crystal green grass, three green bamboo-like leaves were a little alive.
Shiyun didn't know what the use of this was, and asked tentatively, "What is the effect of the bamboo grass on this day?"
The owner of the Heavenly Bamboo Grass patiently explained: "Healing Spirit Grass, I was injured in the battle, and the wound can be stopped immediately by using this Spirit Grass. ”
Hearing his explanation, it seemed that the monks in the cultivation realm didn't know everything, and Shiyun continued: "Okay, this fellow Daoist, I want the Heavenly Bamboo Grass in your hand." ”
The monk holding the Heavenly Bamboo Grass was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, take this Heavenly Bamboo Grass and it will be the Taoist friend's." Saying that, he stuffed the Tianzhu grass into Shiyun's hand, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't want to, so that Shiyun was speechless, and he seemed to have suffered a loss in this transaction. However, he didn't care too much, in fact, what he needed was not this spirit grass, but information about this Immortal Ascension Meeting.
The monk of Tianzhucao looked at Shiyun with blank eyes, and Shiyun was speechless again, where does this guy look like a businessman.
The blue light flashed, and there were three more cyan spirit stones in Shiyun's hand.
"The best Qingfeng Stone?"
Shi Yun had no concept of spirit stones, he still had a better quality spirit stone in his hand, he thought that this was a medium-grade spirit stone, Shi Yun laughed awkwardly, and took out three spirit stones of one level lower quality and handed them to the monk who sold Tianzhu grass.
After the delivery of this Heavenly Bamboo Grass, the other monks also dispersed, and the transaction of Heavenly Bamboo Grass was the last transaction, and Shiyun was big for a while.
Seeing the monks leaving, Shiyun simply chased after the monk who sold the Heavenly Bamboo Grass. As he was leaving, two monks looked at Shiyun with ill intentions and discussed with each other.
"Fellow Daoists, please stay. Shiyun stopped the monk who was selling the Heavenly Bamboo Grass.
The monk who sold the Heavenly Bamboo Grass was stunned for a moment, and said, "You can do what you want to do just now, and you will never regret it." ”
Shiyun was really angry and funny: "I'm not here for this. ”
The monk who sold the Heavenly Bamboo Grass asked suspiciously, "Is this really not the reason for this?"
"Not really. ”
Under Shi Yun's repeated assurances, the monk who sold the Heavenly Bamboo Grass breathed a sigh of relief, which made Shi Yun's heart hurt several times.
"Then what are you looking for me?"
Shiyun smiled: "I want to ask about this Immortal Ascension Conference. ”
After several interrogations, Shiyun finally figured out that this immortal ascension conference was a grand meeting organized by the seven cultivation sects in the three kingdoms of Great Qi, Zhao, and Chu, and took out six hundred disciples to provide a rare promotion opportunity for the world's scattered cultivation. As long as you rank in the top 600 in this immortal ascension assessment, you can worship the immortal gate, and from then on, the carp jumps into the dragon gate, and the future immortal road can be expected, and the sign of the assessment is the quantity and quality of spiritual objects obtained in Buzhou Mountain.
After knowing the origin, Shiyun couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart.
In this regard, the monk who sold the Tianzhu grass threw a basin of cold water on him: "There are at least 10,000 people attending the meeting this time, I don't know how many monks like you, besides, there are many elixirs in the mountains and it is a holy land of the Demon Sect, many cultivators and cultivators will send a lot of disciples to fish in troubled waters, don't count on it, don't lose your life in vain." ”
Shiyun couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, there was still such a cat here.
"Okay, that's all I'm going to say, you can ask for more blessings for the rest, hehe, thank you for the spirit stone. After introducing Xiang Shiyun, the monk who sold the Tianzhu grass was ready to leave, and when he left, he said: "I advise Daoists to keep a low profile here, many of the scattered cultivators here are not as nourishing as Daoists, they are all outlaws, in order to have a few more means of signing up before entering the assessment, they can do everything." ”
Shiyun listened to it reasonably, and was cautious at the moment.
There were monks in the entire valley, and there was not a single mortal in sight, so Shiyun walked around again, and he really gained a lot of knowledge.
The sun is twilight, and the sky is getting late.
There are various colors of moonstones in the valley that begin to glow with a faint light after accumulating a lot of daylight, colorful and soft.
Shiyun pondered that it was about the same time, and it was time to find an inn to rest, but when he looked closely, there was not a single inn like it in the entire valley.
At this moment, a thin monk with a sinister eyebrow and a smile came over to see him looking around.
"Hehe, what are you looking for, fellow Daoist? ”
Shi Yun looked at the sound, and saw a poisonous rat carrying a sword on his back, his clothes were wide, as if he could fall off in the wind, so it was not funny.
"It turned out to be a friend of the Poison Dao, in Xiashiyun, I wanted to find a place to stay, I don't know why I walked all over the valley and didn't see a place to live. Shiyun didn't have any contempt, this person came up for no reason and didn't know what the plan was, the so-called heart of harming people must not have, the heart of preventing people is indispensable, Shiyun couldn't help but be vigilant.
Poisonous Rat Qiang smiled and said: "Shi Daoyou is a newcomer, the residence of the monks here is not something that can be seen here, and everything that lives here is here." As he spoke, the rat stamped his foot.
Shi Yun suddenly realized: "What do you mean by Poison Daoyou, the inn in the valley is underground?"
The poisonous rat swiped his mustache and said proudly: "It's at the bottom, but it's not called an inn, but a cave." ”
"Dongtian?" Shiyun didn't know much about the term.
The poisonous rat looked at him and looked like he hated iron, grabbed his hand and said, "Hey, you better come with me." ”
As soon as he was grabbed by the poisonous rat Qiang's hand, he secretly screamed badly, and a dark aura penetrated from the poisonous rat Qiang's wrist, instantly controlling his whole body.
The poisonous rat did not leak anything unusual, and brought Shiyun to a remote mountain forest outside the valley.
Shiyun saw that there were already a few monks guarding the forest in this forest, and this was originally collusion.
The poisonous rat forced the cloud with the knife in front of everyone, and said in a voice: "I brought people here, hehe, let's talk about the rest." ”
He threw it casually, Shiyun was pulled by a strong force, walked to the center of the crowd and was surrounded, and the poisonous rat Qiang was also in Shiyun's surprised gaze, the thunderbolt made a series of sounds, and his body writhed as if he was a trick, and in a blink of an eye, he became a five-foot man, burly, and the two of them were like two people who had seen before.
Shiyun knew that he was afraid that he was in trouble today.