Just as he hesitated for a moment, a short and fat man behind him snorted lightly, and the deacon raised his eyes and immediately said with a smile on his face: "This fellow Daoist, what do you need to serve below?"

"Cui wants to rent a practice room with pure aura. The short and fat man said with a smile in his eyes, and he didn't seem to be impressed by cutting in line.

"Fifty spirit stones a day, I don't know how many days it will take?" asked the deacon enthusiastically.

"Two months is enough. The short and fat man stretched out his two fingers and replied very casually.

Bai Chop was coldly aside, like a stone carving, and was directly ignored, really speechless.

The treatment of the three-striped monk is really different, not only is it popular, but even the cost of renting a practice room is much lower, only two levels higher, but the difference in treatment is so obvious.

It can be seen how much influence the division of ranks has on the Eastern Holy Monks.

Just as Bai Shu sighed, a man with black air rolling all over his body, long hair like a waterfall, and a cold and arrogant face came to the counter in a few steps, and said in a cold tone: "Pure Yin practice room, three months." ”

After saying that, the man put a small cloth bag on the counter and said no more.

"Ask the Heavenly Daoist!" I don't know who recognized this person at a glance, and blurted out that the word 'four' tattooed on the front of his robe looks quite eye-catching, which makes people envious, and is respected by everyone.

In the Western Wilderness Fortress, although there are many ways to obtain meritorious deeds, it is quite difficult to accumulate every bit of meritorious service.

Except for the once-in-a-decade battle of aliens, the best way is to receive a meritorious mission, or to kill ghosts, second-order demon beasts, and demons in the Blood Condensation Realm.

Any alien race that has reached the second order will condense the demon pill, demon core, and ghost spirit bead in their body, and if they turn in such items, they can be exchanged for five meritorious points, which can be seen. How difficult it is to accumulate these merit points!

Of course, when such treasures are handed over, they will be purchased at the market price, but they must be calculated according to the market price of the Yue Kingdom.

When the stocky man saw that it was him, he immediately took a step sideways and gave up a position. A smile on his face.

In the fortress city, no matter what the four-striped monk does, he does not need to wait in line, and no one dares to express dissatisfaction, but is respected by everyone. Because being a monk with four patterns is enough to show that his strength is strong, which is an indisputable fact.

The deacon did not dare to slack off, and immediately took care of it.

At this time, a big man with the same four-pattern rank walked over. This person's reputation is also known to everyone in this city, and it is the demon cultivator known as the butcher, Tu Geng.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm. Tu Geng arched his hand towards the Heavenly Daoist and greeted with a smile.

"It turned out to be Tu Daoyou. A smile hung on the face of the questioning heavenly daoist, and he also bowed his hand in return.

"It's been ten years since I last cooperated with Daoyou, right?" Tu Geng said.

"Exactly ten years. ”

......

The two of them actually reminisced about the old here, completely ignoring others. Fortunately, there were as many as ten deacons who handled related matters, and some monks who were in a hurry went directly to line up elsewhere. There was no discontent on the part of the people.

"I don't know if Heavenly Daoist Friends are interested in [Blood Fruit]?" Tu Geng asked with a smile.

"Oh, Tu Daoyou has news of blood fruits, I don't know how many of them?" After hearing this, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Daoist, who was obviously very interested, and did not shy away from others, and asked directly.

This kind of information sharing is not uncommon in the Western Wilderness Fortress, and interested monks can come and get a piece of the pie. But only if you have the strength.

Tu Geng stretched out his five fingers and smiled meaningfully.

Asking the Heavenly Daoist almost didn't think about it, he nodded directly and readily agreed, and smiled knowingly, obviously the two cooperated last time. All left a good impression on each other.

The two of them would not discuss the specific details in public, so they exchanged glances, and they both gave in humbly and let the other party handle the affairs first.

Blood fruit, although it is not a first-class spirit fruit in the world of cultivating immortals, is also rare, and it has a lot of benefits for nourishing essence and improving the strength of the body, in addition, it is said that this spirit fruit can also add one to two years of longevity.

It's just that immortal cultivators have a higher longevity than mortals, and they can't notice it at all if they have an extra year or two, and they are often ignored by immortal cultivators.

If this spirit fruit is refined into a [Blood Spirit Pill], the effect will be greatly increased, more than doubled.

And Bai Chop happened to have the Blood Spirit Pill in his hand, and when he heard the word 'Blood Fruit', his eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and his spirit was lifted!

His own essence has lost a lot, so that he is still a piercing silver hair, although he has cultivated and entered the middle stage of foundation building, but it can't make up for the part of his essence that he has lost.

Jing Yuan can't be compensated for by the improvement of cultivation.

Everyone present, when they heard the word 'blood fruit', their expressions were more wonderful than Bai Qi, and their eyes showed a greedy light, and they looked eager to try.

It's just that everyone also knows how many catties and taels they have, not to mention the difference between them and the identity level of these two people, even if it is a magic weapon, it is also a big inferior, go to hunt for treasures, I am afraid that people will not raise their eyes to look at you at all.

It doesn't count if you touch a gray nose, and you have to end up with a reputation of 'self-immeasurable', which will only cause cold eyes among your peers, so everyone has the heart, but they don't have that strength.

And at this moment, a young man with a beautiful face separated from everyone, walked quickly in front of the two, and arched his hand and said: "The two are polite, in Xia Suning, I just heard the two Taoist friends mention the blood fruit, and I am very interested in it, I wonder if I can go with the two Taoist friends?"

Tu Geng turned his head when he heard this, glanced at this person up and down, and said with a smile: "Daoyou is very raw, I don't know what capital dares to walk with us?"

Tu Geng's words didn't leave any affection at all, it stands to reason that this young man is a monk in the middle stage of the three-pattern foundation building, and his strength should not be weak, but he Tu Geng can recognize some of the fellow monks in this fortress, and this person is obviously not enough just by virtue of the identity of the three-pattern.

You must know that going to the depths of the Western Wilderness to hunt for treasures is extremely dangerous, and with one more powerful teammate, the success rate of treasure hunting will be much higher. On the contrary, if this person's strength is not good, it will not only be useless at that time, but it may also affect himself, wouldn't this be lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot!

The young man was not annoyed by Tu Geng's cold words, but smiled gently, patted the storage bag on his waist, a rune flashed, and a spear with silver light flew out, exuding an amazing aura.

"Lingbao?!" Everyone present exclaimed in unison after seeing this gun.

The young man's face did not change, and he didn't care at all in the face of everyone's exclamation, but he seemed a little calm, with a stroke of one hand, the silver spear hovered slightly in the air, and it was put into the storage bag, his eyes and Tu Geng's eyes looked at each other, with a confident posture of waiting for an echo. (To be continued.) )