Chapter 48 Golden Elixir
Finally, Ning Daoran decided to participate in this trade fair.
Although he knew the truth that "people of unequal rank should not interfere", this was Huanglongfang City after all.
Not only are there two sect foundation builders sitting here, there is also a large second-order formation underground in Huanglongfang City, and this formation is controlled by the sect's foundation builders.
Once it is opened, even the White Mist Mountain Patriarch who is in the middle stage of foundation building will have no choice but to surrender.
The Yipin Pavilion, the highest-standard spiritual tea house in Huanglong Market, is located in the center of the market, less than ten feet away from Fengzhi Tower. Uncle Huang, who is in charge of Fengzhi Tower, can take action at any time if he wants.
Therefore, risk assessment: medium-low! Although there are risks in going out, it is not a solution to stay in the sect and farm all the time. Many necessary materials and opportunities will not fall from the sky if you stay in the sect.
And if you can really exchange it for a second-level fire-attribute demon core, you can start preparing to refine the Five Elements Wandering Formation.
What's more, he now holds two high-level forbidden-breaking talismans, three high-level rock shield talismans, and the Return to Nature-level Wind-Riding Free Art. Even if he cannot win, he can still escape.
However, for safety reasons, we still need to plan carefully on the day of the trade fair! …
Three days later.
Ning Daoran went down the mountain, and the big stupid deer was on standby in the spirit beast bag. Even the little black boy who was in the middle stage of the first level was brought along and put in another spirit beast bag.
It takes a thousand days to train soldiers and only a moment to use them. Bring all the strength you can.
As for Chen Weimo, he naturally stayed in Qiongbi Peak.
“Ahhh~~~”
“Squeak~~~”
“Ahhhh!”
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
Big Dumb Deer and Little Blackie were having a very happy chat.
Huanglongfang Market.
Ning Daoran first went to Fengzhi Tower and took out fifty kilograms of green bamboo rice from his storage bag and presented it to him.
"Oh, Junior-nephew Ning!"
Huang Chengyan, the foundation-building master, was so eager to accept the invitation that his face turned red. "The last time you sent spiritual rice to your uncle was only a month ago. How come you sent another batch? You have a hard time too..."
"What are you talking about, uncle?"
Ning Daoran smiled and said, "Master uncle is highly respected in the sect, and he has quite a few disciples who are taught by him personally and registered as disciples. Master uncle also has to take care of those younger generations, so the demand for second-level spiritual rice is naturally huge. Disciple understands..."
"Look at what you said."
Huang Chengyan grinned and said, "In that case, Uncle Master will accept it, okay?"
"Um."
Ning Daoran asked, "Uncle Master, have you ever heard of the Patriarch of Baiwu Mountain?"
"Luo Sanhai?"
Huang Chengyan was stunned and said with a smile: "Why, Junior Brother Ning has also seen this old guy?"
"Um."
Ning Daoran said: "Recently, I have been exploring the art of formations and need a second-level fire attribute demon core. I heard from Senior Luo that there will be a trade fair in the Yipin Pavilion today.
One of the seniors has a second-level fire attribute demon core, so I plan to try my luck."
"I see."
Huang Chengyan said: "The trade fairs in Huanglongfang City are basically organized privately by family cultivators and independent cultivators. We in the Chaos Sect basically do not interfere in these matters.
Since this trade fair is in Yipin Pavilion, which is very close to Master Uncle, Master Nephew Ning can rest assured. Master Uncle will never let you be bullied in your own land. "
"Well, thank you, Uncle Huang!"
Ning Daoran grinned, "I am just worried that the standard of this trade fair is too high. After all, there are cultivators like Senior Luo who are in the middle stage of foundation building participating. If something goes wrong, our Chaos Sect should also make plans early."
"In that case..."
Huang Chengyan said, "I will send out a sound transmission talisman right now, and ask two more junior brothers in the foundation building stage to come and take charge. We have the market formation in hand, and I believe that even if there are a few more mid-stage foundation building disciples, we can ensure that nothing will happen."
"That's great!"
Ning Daoran clasped his fists respectfully and said, "In that case, I will go to the trade fair."
"Go ahead."
Huang Chengyan looked at his back and couldn't help laughing: "This brat."
He thought about it and finally played a sound transmission note. In an instant, the sound transmission note turned into a yellow light and flew straight towards the Chaos Sect.
…
Yipin Pavilion.
"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, do you have a reserved seat?"
A manager in a green robe came over, exuding the aura of a late stage Qi Refining.
It is worthy of being Yipintang, the number one teahouse in Huanglongfang City. Even the manager is a master in the late stage of Qi Refining!
"Senior Luo's box at Baiwu Mountain."
"Oh, it turns out to be the person that Senior Luo made an appointment with."
The steward smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me."
Ning Daoran followed the steward upstairs and when he turned the corner he saw several mortal maids giggling and secretly looking at him.
"Does Daoist friend have any favorites?"
The steward couldn't help but smile: "If you like them, you can ask them to serve you tea. Each one only needs five taels of silver. If you like them, you can even redeem them for twenty spirit stones."
"No need."
Ning Daoran felt a little emotional. These beautiful maids were all mortals without spiritual roots, and their looks were all top-notch.
In the secular world, they have a great chance to marry into a good family based on their looks, or at the very least become concubines of a rich man.
Unfortunately, this is a world of cultivating immortals. Although these maids trained by the First-Class Pavilion are both talented and beautiful, they are only worth twenty spirit stones.
In fact, most monks do not care much about love between men and women.
No matter how beautiful these mortal women are, they are only fleeting beauties. Their blooming period is too short, and their value to immortal cultivators is greatly reduced.
…
The trade fair will be held in Box No. 1, Tianzi.
When Ning Daoran stepped in, he discovered that this box was actually isolated from the outside world by a barrier, so the conversations and transactions of the people inside could not be detected by the outside world.
"Young friend Ning is here."
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch smiled slightly and said, "My dear friend, just sit down opposite me."
"Yes, senior."
Ning Daoran sat down respectfully.
In addition to himself and the ancestor of Baiwu Mountain, there was also a white-haired old man. His entire head was hidden under the hood of his cloak and could not be seen clearly.
Moreover, it seemed that he used some advanced breath-containment method. Ning Daoran did not sense any fluctuation of magical power from this old man.
He wouldn't be stupid enough to use his spiritual sense to detect the other party, as the mortality rate would be extremely high.
Anyway, I'll just exchange for the second-level fire-attribute demon core today and leave. There's no need to get involved in other things.
"There are two more fellow Taoists who have reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage."
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch smiled and said, "Once they arrive, we can start the transaction."
Ning Daoran nodded.
He has no say in such matters.
Not long after, the restriction of the box was opened again, and two Qi Refining cultivators walked in. Both of them were strong men, and one of them might even have been a physical cultivator, with extremely vigorous blood.
"Mobei Twin Eagles, nice to meet you fellow Taoists!"
One of the bald strong men glanced at Ning Daoran and couldn't help but laugh: "Daoyou, are you at the seventh level of Qi Refining?"
"Exactly."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Ning Daoran nodded.
The bald strong man laughed immediately: "Today's trade fair is quite interesting. Senior Luo is in the middle stage of foundation building, and this fellow Taoist is in the seventh level of Qi refining. The gap is huge, hahaha~~~"
“Ahem!”
The other strong man with green eyebrows coughed and said, "Second brother, don't be presumptuous in front of the senior!"
"yes!"
The bald strong man restrained his smile and sat upright.
"Shall we begin?"
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Long and I have been waiting for you for a long time."
It turned out that the old man whose cultivation level could not be seen was surnamed Long, a very rare surname.
Ning Daoran remained calm and just sat there quietly.
"Let me go first."
The green-browed sturdy man took out a spiritual medicine from his storage bag, and the fragrance of plants and trees filled the room immediately. "This is an eight-hundred-year-old Lingxi flower, found deep in the Huanglong Mountains. Do you need it?"
"I want."
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "What do you want, fellow Daoist? Tell me."
"What I want most are naturally the three main ingredients of the Foundation Establishment Pill, the Purple Blood Ginseng, the Earth Ganoderma Lucidum, and the Heart Condensing Grass. If Senior Luo has these three ingredients that are nearly a hundred years old, you can exchange them."
"snort!"
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch smiled slightly and said, "The three main ingredients of the Foundation Establishment Pill are all rare. I don't have any here, but if you need them, I do have a Pulse Protection Pill."
He took out a jade bottle.
The jade bottle was filled with the fragrance of elixir, and it was indeed a meridian-protecting elixir.
The Meridian Protecting Pill is not a very rare thing, but it is something that many cultivators who have reached the perfection of Qi Refining desire.
Once you attempt to build your foundation, it’s a matter of life or death. If the attempt fails, your meridians may be damaged, and you will find it difficult to build your foundation again for the rest of your life.
The foundation-building pill has a dual effect. One is to increase the chance of successful foundation-building, and the other is to protect the heart meridian so that even if the foundation-building fails, the person will not die.
This Meridian Protecting Pill is a substitute for the Foundation Building Pill. It can only protect the heart meridian but cannot increase the success rate of foundation building.
Even so, this kind of elixir is still hard to come by.
"Okay, deal!"
The strong man with green eyebrows gave out the Lingxi Flower and put the Vein Protection Pill into his storage bag.
His movements were skillful, and it was obvious that this was not his first time attending this kind of trade fair.
"Is it my old man's turn now?"
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch took out a fiery red jade butterfly from his storage bag and said, "The Fire Butterfly Pendant is a second-level lower-grade spiritual weapon. After injecting fire-attributed magic power, you can use the Fire Butterfly to kill your opponent. Although it has some flaws, it is useful for those who have reached the perfection of Qi Refining and are fighting desperately."
The bald man's eyes lit up: "I want it."
"What can you give me, fellow Daoist?"
The bald man patted his storage bag and took out a jade bottle, saying, "I found these by chance. These are three Zhen Yuan pills that can improve your cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building. I believe Senior Luo will definitely be impressed, right?"
"Um."
The White Mist Mountain Patriarch showed a satisfied look and said with a smile: "Three True Essence Pills in exchange for a second-level inferior spiritual weapon with slight flaws is fair and equitable. Let's make the exchange."
They each got what they needed.
Ning Daoran saw this and thought that the immortal cultivation world in this area was really a small circle. If there were a few more trade fairs, the local cultivators of a similar realm would probably know each other.
And this is indeed the case. The world of cultivating immortals is originally a circle.
It’s just that people in the Qi Refining stage play with each other, and people in the Foundation Building stage play with each other. It is very rare to see people trading Qi Refining and Foundation Building together like the one in front of us.
The reason why the Mobei Twin Eagles dared to participate in this game was actually the same as Ning Daoran’s idea.
Huanglongfang City is run by the Chaos Sect. Here, in broad daylight, even the Foundation Establishment Stage ancestor of Baiwu Mountain does not dare to act rashly.
But at this moment, Ning Daoran suddenly felt a little uneasy.
…
"Young friend, you keep looking at me. Do you think I am weird?"
The old man surnamed Long suddenly smiled and said, "It's my turn now, right? Since everyone wants what they need, I will just take it. I hope you fellow Taoists will not be stingy."
As he spoke, he suddenly opened his left hand, and the two brothers of the Mobei Twin Eagles were instantly fixed in place. Their blood and flesh were refined and absorbed, and their skin and flesh became dry in an instant. They didn't even have time to cry for help.
"Set up the formation!"
The old man surnamed Long suddenly slapped his storage bag, and immediately dozens of formation flags and formation boxes flew out. A large formation with surging magic power rose from the ground and enveloped the entire Yipin Building!
The formation was filled with an eerie aura that made people feel as if they were in the netherworld!
"Friend Ning."
The old man surnamed Long lifted his hood, revealing a gradually plump old face, and said with a smile: "Now that your blood, energy, spirit and soul are sufficient, will you leave this body of yours to me?"
The terrifying spiritual pressure was overwhelming. This person was actually a golden elixir, and in the late stage of the golden elixir! Ning Daoran stared at the other person coldly, and in his hand, he activated a third-level lower-grade forbidden-breaking talisman followed by a second-level upper-grade forbidden-breaking talisman!
…
Wind Stop Tower.
"boom--"
A huge formation filled with yin energy rose up from next door and covered the entire Yipin Pavilion!
“Not good!”
Huang Chengyan stood up in shock: "Nine Yin Soul Gathering Formation, a third-level formation? In this pavilion... is there a golden elixir aura!?"
(End of this chapter)