Chapter 372: Zhong Xiaohan of the Xianle Sect
Chapter 372: Xianle Sect Zhong Xiaohan
Subsequently, the disciples of the Taiqing Sect seemed to also spread the sound to bargain, and the two of them passed the sound for a while, only to see the disciples of the Taiqing Sect take out a storage bag from their arms and hand it to the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect, the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect opened it and looked at it, their faces immediately showed joy, and they put the storage bag away, and arched their hands: "Thank you seniors for making it complete, please put this thing away from the seniors!"
"Okay!" The disciple of the Taiqing Sect in the early stage of foundation building nodded slightly, and at the same time put the necklace into the storage bag!
"This is a good way!" Xiao Hua, who was standing not far away, regretted that he had come late, and on the other hand, he was thoughtful because he couldn't hear them. The sound transmission technique is the basic spell of the Imperial Thunder Sect, Xiao Hua has long been proficient under the guidance of Xiang Yang a few days ago, but he never thought that he would use it on such occasions.
When Xiao Hua looked at the few disciples who were exchanging next to him, sure enough, they were all transmitted, and all the things were placed in the storage bag and never taken out.
"Wonderful!" Xiao Hua applauded in his heart, and dispelled the regret that he didn't get the magic weapon in advance.
Then, Xiao Hua walked forward again, but at this moment, there were some chaotic voices behind Xiao Hua, and when he looked back, he saw that outside the square, three disciples of the Taiqing Sect, each with three groups of disciples in different costumes, flew here, and a few disciples of the Taiqing Sect next to him whispered: "Hmph, the Changbai Sect, the Ascending Immortal Sect and the Xianle Sect are finally here, and the poor Dao thinks that they will come tomorrow when the Yuxian Conference officially starts tomorrow!"
"Isn't it, listen to the master, in the past, when the Yuxian Conference was held, the monks of the country were all present one day in advance, on the one hand, to show respect for the host sect, and on the other hand, it was also the same as the host sect, to welcome the sects from afar, and to fulfill the friendship of the landlord!"
Xiao Hua next to him was amused when he heard it, yesterday Xun Shu made it clear that this Feather Immortal Conference was the experience of the peak disciples of the twelfth layer of Qi refining, and the disciples of various factions met each other with their lives, who would like to come first? According to Xiao Hua's thoughts, he could come...... It's just good!
The three Xiuzhen sects of Mengguo, about sixty people, were also introduced into their respective resting pavilions, and when Xiao Hua turned a cup of tea in the square, these disciples also came out one after another, and there were many newly taken out things in the grid!
Xiao Hua looked at it for a long time, but he still didn't gain anything, and saw a flattened wine jug, according to the disciple who sold it, it was a space magic weapon, but without the method of sacrifice, the space could not be fully used. That disciple wanted to exchange this for a water-based foundation building exercise! But in Xiao Hua's divine thoughts, he didn't see anything special about this wine jug, and even felt that it was just a very simple magic weapon similar to a storage bag. * Although there were many disciples around him, Xiao Hua just listened and walked away.
"Huh, what is this? It seems to be similar to a dementor bell?" walked to the lattice of a disciple of the Meng Kingdom who had just come over, and saw a bell that was half a little missing! The disciple of the Meng Kingdom was a young female cultivator, and this monk's skin was extremely white, especially the two eyebrows, faint, like two clouds.
Xiao Hua saw that there were no other disciples next to him who were interested in this thing, and slowly walked up to the female cultivator and arched his hand: "Xiao Hua, the poor Dao Imperial Thunder Sect, has seen the teacher...... Elder sister. ”
"Poof!" When the female cultivator saw Xiao Hua Shili and transmitted the sound, she almost laughed out loud, and then said: "Xiao Dao is friendly and interesting, we are just bartering, where do we need to report the surname by name?"
Xiao Hua's face was slightly red, and he was about to explain, but the female cultivator transmitted another voice: "Poor Dao is Zhong Xiaohan of the Xianle Sect, I am very happy to meet Xiao Daoyou!"
Then he pointed his hand and said, "Is Xiao Daoyou interested in poor things!"
"Exactly, I don't know if this thing is a soul bell!"
"Hehe, the name of this thing is the Soul Collecting Bell, but it's not the Soul Collecting Bell that Daoyou talked about!"
"Oh, that's it!" Xiao Hua was a little disappointed, thought for a while, and asked, "I wonder if Zhong Daoyou has a way to use this soul bell?"
Zhong Xiaohan stared at Xiao Hua for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then asked, "Poor Dao originally just wanted to exchange this soul bell for some spirit stones......! Hehe, if the poor Dao is given to Xiao Daoyou, wouldn't Xiao Daoyou know the origin of this soul collecting bell?"
Xiao Hua nodded slightly, Zhong Xiaohan said very reasonably, there must be the origin of this soul bell in the method used, look at Zhong Xiaohan's meaning, this thing ...... I'm afraid it's related to Xiguo. And when he thought of Xiguo, Xiao Hua naturally thought of starting a family.
"Zhong Daoyou can erase the places related to the origin of the jade slip, isn't it?" Xiao Hua thought for a while and said.
"It's a pity that the exercise is not written into the jade slip!" Zhong Xiaohan said with a smile.
Xiao Hua was helpless, and arched his hand: "It seems that Poor Dao has nothing to do with this thing!"
"Xiao Daoyou, don't worry!" Zhong Xiaohan said again: "There is nothing in this world that cannot be exchanged, it just depends on whether you are willing to pay enough price!"
"Great goodness!" Xiao Hua stroked his palms and said, "I don't know what Zhong Daoyou wants?"
"What does Xiao Daoyou have, do you think it can be matched with the soul collecting bell of Poor Dao?" Zhong Xiaohan asked rhetorically.
Xiao Hua thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Zhong Daoyou just said that he wanted to exchange for spirit stones, it seems that the spirit stones are not ready!
"Don't you have the materials for refining weapons?" Zhong Xiaohan frowned and asked.
"The materials for the refining weapon?" Xiao Hua shook his head.
Zhong Xiaohan said with great regret: "The poor road needs a few golden silk phantom stones...... It seems that Xiao Daoyou is gone?"
"No! Poor Dao has never heard of it!" Xiao Hua was also very regretful, looked at the bell in the lattice, and said: "Poor Dao has a few old spirit grasses, if Zhong Daoyou needs it, you can exchange it, otherwise it will ......"
"How old is it?" Zhong Xiaohan's eyes lit up and he smiled: "How far away?"
Seeing that there was a play, Xiao Hua asked rhetorically again: "How many years does Zhong Daoyou need?"
"A thousand-year-old exquisite grass, does Xiao Daoyou have it?"
"Si~" Xiao Hua took a breath of cold air and said with a wry smile: "Zhong Daoyou is really a high-minded boy, a thousand years, exquisite grass, how can there be a poor road? Besides, Zhong Daoyou naturally has the Zhuji Dan of Xianle Gate to build the foundation, why do you still need exquisite grass?"
"Hehe, doesn't Xiao Daoyou want to know how many years Poor Dao needs? Poor Dao said, why did you refuse?" Zhong Xiaohan said with a smile: "The more Zhuji Dan is naturally better, if you wait until you build the foundation and find that the Zhuji Dan is not enough, do you say that Poor Dao will regret dying?"
"What Zhong Daoyou said is very true!" Xiao Hua nodded: "There is Linglong Grass here in Poor Dao, but it is only six hundred years old, and it is actually ready to be exchanged for Zhuji Dan." However, the poor Dao is still far from building the foundation now, so let's give it to Zhong Daoyou first!"
"Ah, really, really six hundred years?" Zhong Xiaohan seemed to be unexpected, surprised, and as soon as she was happy, she actually forgot about the transmission, and several disciples passing by also stopped, looking at the two of them in surprise.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhong Xiaohan realized his gaffe and covered his mouth and said, "I wonder if Xiao Daoyou can let Poor Dao take a look?"
"Well said!" Xiao Hua took out the storage bag and handed it over.
"Sure enough......" Zhong Xiaohan opened it and looked at it, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Seeing Zhong Xiaohan's smile, Xiao Hua's heart was also steady, and he smiled: "Can Zhong Daoyou be satisfied?"
"Of course!" Zhong Xiaohan also took out a storage bag, handed it over and said with a smile; "Xiao Daoyou, please take a look!"
When Xiao Hua looked at it, there was really a booklet inside, and when he took it out, Xiao Hua was overjoyed, just as he expected, this soul bell was indeed an ancestral magic weapon of a side branch of Xiguo Xiaonan's family!
"Okay~" Xiao Hua raised his hand, put the broken bell into the storage bag, arched his hand and smiled: "Thank you Zhong Daoyou!
"Hehe, you're welcome!" Zhong Xiaohan's eyes narrowed like two crescents, and his faint eyebrows were more flavorful.
But just as Xiao Hua turned around, Zhong Xiaohan suddenly asked, "Xiao Daoyou, do you still have this exquisite grass?" Poor Dao doesn't believe that you didn't keep a copy for yourself!"
"Hehe, Zhong Daoyou, what do you say?" Xiao Hua smiled and turned to leave.
After walking for a while, Xiao Hua began to mutter, there were so many Zhuji Dan in his own storage bag, but he didn't think about the effect of Zhuji Dan on these disciples at the peak of the twelfth layer of Qi refining, who wouldn't want to build more Jidan? Think about Xiangyang back then, he cultivated for an extra fifty years because he didn't have enough Zhuji Dan! And the Zhuji Dan in each sect must be limited, and what is given to each disciple is also a ration, if he is that Zhuji Dan or Linglong Grass to exchange things with these disciples, most of them must be successful, right?
But then, Xiao Hua denied it again, this Yiji meeting was exchanged for his true face, and he changed a magic weapon to make it, and after changing it too much, he couldn't explain the origin of the Linglong Grass, right? If the disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect knew about it, I am afraid that it would be a little troublesome!
"Another disciple is here!" While Xiao Hua was thinking, several disciples around him whispered again, and sure enough, the Shanghua Sect, the Kunlun Sect, and the Southern Hell Sect also came to the square under the leadership of the disciples of the Taiqing Sect.
"Yes, it's finally here!" Xiao Hua watched as the disciples entered the pavilion, and then focused on the things on the ground. However, there are a lot of things in this square, and there are also many disciples who come in to look for things that they like, where can Xiao Hua see them one by one? After a cup of tea, he didn't see gold leaf, Xiao Hua didn't feel a little annoyed, "This thing from the Buddha Sect ...... Why is it so hard to find? When I didn't know before, I touched a quasi-child, but now I can't find a single one! Is it difficult...... The gold leaf is scattered all over my Creek Country?"
"Ouch, by the way, why did the master forget to use the Buddha Sense? It is not allowed to use the Divine Mind to search on a large scale, but the Buddha Consciousness can't even be discovered by the Zhuji Monks, so why not use it?" Xiao Hua slapped his forehead, woke up, and then let go of the Buddha Sense, but the Buddha Consciousness had just been released a few zhang, and the same Buddha Consciousness was also swept over......