These are what Kong Ju learned from Feng An.
Thinking so, Kong Ju walked to an empty area in the market town and placed a few bottles of Qi-nourishing pills that he had made in the past few days.
He didn't shout either. His eyes seemed to be staring straight at the pill in front of him, but his ears were paying attention to the conversations of the monks around him.
Most of the sounds were of bargaining.
There were also cultivators discussing interesting stories about the Xiling Mountains area.
Which cultivator found a high-quality elixir in the mountains, which guy was killed by a monster, or which cultivator made an enemy and had a great battle with someone, and so on.
Kong Ju couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
The life of a casual cultivator is also rich and colorful.
Compared with the cultivators in sects, the mortality rate of independent cultivators is extremely high. It is possible that you saw him setting up a stall in the market yesterday.
It's not uncommon for someone to die in a corner today.
It wasn't long after Kong Ju placed the pills.
Two casual cultivators, a man and a woman, stopped in front of his stall.
The man is about 27 or 28 years old, and has reached the sixth level of Yanglun realm cultivation. This aptitude is considered good enough for the Cangwu sect.
The woman was in her early twenties, barely able to reach the fourth level of cultivation.
The two look somewhat similar, like brother and sister.
The woman bent down, picked up a bottle of Qi-nourishing pill, put it to her nose and smelled it. Her eyes suddenly brightened, as if she realized that the bottle of Qi-nourishing pill was of good quality.
Her mouth shape is very beautiful, which adds a lot of color to her appearance.
Holding the bottle of Qi-nourishing Pill, he politely asked Kong Ju, "Fellow Daoist, how much is the Qi-nourishing Pill?"
Kong Ju was wearing a mask that had changed a lot. Now he had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a rough appearance. He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
He also used the Wanbian Qianzong to hide his cultivation level to the fifth level of Yanglun, which was neither high nor low and seemed very inconspicuous.
"Seventy spirit crystals for one." Hearing the woman's question, he just replied symbolically and stopped talking.
These Qi-nourishing pills were all made casually by him, but they are of good quality and have 70% medicinal efficacy.
Seventy spirit crystals is quite fair.
Hearing this, the woman seemed to be hesitant about the price.
Her brother took the bottle of pills and looked at it, then said with some dissatisfaction: "It's just a Qi-nourishing Pill. Everyone else is selling it for fifty-one pills, why are you selling it for seventy?"
"Then go buy the fifty-dollar one." Kong Ju glanced at the man and replied lazily.
"You!" The man pointed at Kong Ju in anger, but they were not allowed to fight in the market town because the owner of the market town had reached the ninth level of Yanglun realm.
He had no choice but to hold the woman's hand and leave.
The woman was already hesitant because of the value of the deal, and when the man pulled her, she had to leave reluctantly.
"Brother, the quality of that Qi-nourishing Pill is not bad and is worth the price." Kong Ju could vaguely hear what the woman was explaining to her brother with her sharp spiritual sense.
The man replied awkwardly: "I know, but they are too expensive. Even if we put our combined wealth together, we can't buy many of them."
Hearing this, Kong Ju, who was sitting at the stall, shook his head and sighed, "It's not easy for casual cultivators."
I don’t know if the independent cultivators in the market town of Xiling Mountains are not as wealthy as those in Cangwu Sect.
Or maybe it was Kong Ju’s cold attitude.
After half a day, only one bottle was sold.
Kong Ju was not in a hurry to leave. Seeing that the market was almost over, he packed up his stall and leisurely walked into the teahouse in the market.
There are not only places to drink tea and wine in the market, but also expensive delicacies cooked with monsters. As long as you have enough spirit crystals, you can even stay here.
Absolutely safe.
There were people coming and going in the tea room, all of them were casual practitioners who had closed their stalls and were chatting here.
This was also the purpose of Kong Ju's coming here. He casually ordered a pot of tea and sat at a seat near the inside, drinking it one cup at a time.
Of course, there is more news here than when we were setting up stalls.
Everyone was talking about some interesting things that happened recently in Wudong.
A fat man with a big belly took a sip of tea and showed off his latest experiences.
"The Hidden Dragon Ranking has changed recently. After Huangfu Wuqin, another young genius emerged from the Cangwu School. His last name is Shangguan Yuzhou."
"That young man is really fierce. Two months after he came out, he defeated the two geniuses ranked 80th and 75th on the Hidden Dragon List with his sword. Now he is ranked 75th on the Hidden Dragon List. The title given to him by the Hidden Dragon List is the Rain-Transforming Sword."
"I heard that he recently challenged Min Shanjian, who was ranked 60th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Many people are optimistic about him."
Hearing the news from Shangguan Yuzhou, Kong Ju, who was drinking tea, slowly raised his head and looked at the fat man. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he did not feel too surprised.
He thought to himself: "The outer disciples of Cangwu Sect can no longer satisfy Senior Brother Shangguan's desire to fight."
"It's only a matter of time before he leaves Cangwu Sect and challenges the Hidden Dragon Ranking. It looks like he's having a lot of fun."
After Kong Ju walked out of the inner gate, he heard Feng An say that Shangguan Yuzhou's cultivation had reached the seventh level of Yanglun.
He also understood the meaning of sword and was able to be in the top 50 on the Hidden Dragon List, so there was no need to worry that he would suffer any loss.
Suddenly he heard someone say, "There are more than just Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou in this generation of Cangwu Sect. Do you know Jiaolong King Yuan Xiao?"
"Everyone knows the Jiaolong King. He is the Immortal Seedling of the Tempering Gold Sect. He is only nineteen years old. Some time ago, he fought his way up to the 38th place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Now he is famous all over Wudong."
"Give him another five or six years, and maybe he'll be the next to top the list."
Someone immediately sneered: "Also, Yuan Xiao is not from the Cangwu School."
"I haven't finished talking yet, Qiu Shi, you jerk, why are you butting in?" The cultivator who spoke first seemed to be acquainted with the cultivator named Qiu Shi. He cursed at him and then continued, "According to the news from the disciples of Cangwu Sect, the Cuijin Sect sent three people to compete with Cangwu Sect a year ago, and Yuan Xiao was one of them."
"Guess what? The Jiaolong King Yuan Xiao was dragged to exhaustion by a little-known young cultivator from the Cangwu sect, and the competition ended in a tie. I heard that the young cultivator was the same age as Yuan Xiao, and he is only nineteen this year."
"Stop bragging. Is that young man really that powerful that he can tie with Yuan Xiao? What's his ranking on the Potential Dragon List now? What's his name? What's his title?" The cultivator named Qiu Shi smiled coldly and asked a series of questions that made the man so angry that his face turned red.
"Every word I said is the truth. You are too out of touch with the news." He then explained, "It's not that he won't be on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, but his life or death is unknown. I heard that the competition was extremely brutal. Yuan Xiao's chest was pierced and he fell to the ground seriously injured. That young man didn't have the protection of the Dragon's Evil, so there was no news of him after that battle."
"I guess he died young."
The fat guy who discussed Shangguan Yuzhou before seemed to have heard this rumor as well, and he immediately interrupted, "I know who you're talking about, Kong Ju, the close friend of Huayu Sword Shangguan Yuzhou. I heard that the people on the Hidden Dragon List have been keeping an eye on him, waiting for him to leave the Cangwu Sect and rank him."
"But it's been more than a year. I'm afraid there's no hope."
"The Hidden Dragon List is paying attention to him, so this is true? He is truly a young talent, but he does not have the luck of a genius and died halfway." Many people sighed.
"The Cangwu sect has Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou. The younger generation is already incredible. What is there to regret?"
Kong Ju silently listened to the discussions around him and unknowingly drank half of the pot of tea.
While Kong Ju was thinking.
The gossip in the tea room never stops.
The life of the independent cultivators is very simple, and coming to the market to listen to Wudong's information is a way to relieve boredom.
Faintly, Kong Ju's ears suddenly moved.
Relying on his keen spiritual sense, he vaguely heard two independent cultivators with high cultivation levels discussing something not far away in the corner.
All I could hear was a hoarse, deliberately low voice saying to his companions, "There have been many new faces in Luoxia City recently. The Monster Sect in the Xiling Mountains is also getting restless, and it seems that they have been disturbed by many people. I'm afraid something big is going to happen."
"Could it be that he came to the Xiling Mountains to hunt down some ascending demon beast?"
His companion was obviously not paying attention and responded casually: "Those big sects come here every few years to hunt monsters and make pills to get their blood. It's not uncommon."
"I say, do you think about anything else except women?" The hoarse voice scolded angrily, "Those sect disciples who come to our Luoxia City all wear their sect badges around their waists, for fear that we don't know."
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"Look at that man with thick eyebrows in the corner. Does he look like a disciple of a sect? He has been drinking tea and listening to the news. He might be up to something bad. You should be more careful."
"There are three or five people like him in this teahouse. Look at the one by the window!"
"The one with thick eyebrows?" Kong Ju was stunned for a moment before realizing that the person was talking about him.
He almost forgot what his current appearance looked like. After touching his thick eyebrows, he looked speechless.
Then he glanced towards the window seat, at the other person they were talking about.
He was a tall young man with a handsome face and skin as fair as a woman's. He drank tea slowly and seemed very calm.
Kong Ju just glanced at him, and he seemed to notice it, and his eyes met his.
He seemed to have heard the two men's discussion about Kong Ju.
Fortunately, both Kong Ju and the young man were trying to hide their intentions.
Their eyes met for just a moment before they went their separate ways.
This scene made Kong Jue alert.
“He has not cultivated his spiritual sense, but he can hear the two people’s suppressed voices. His cultivation is not low, at least the eighth level. With this strength, he is still young, but he can be on the Hidden Dragon List. He has bad intentions.”
This is still one of them.
Judging from the tone of the local cultivators in Luoxia City, there are quite a few foreign cultivators like this young man.
All of them have emerged recently.
At this moment, Kong Qi felt inexplicably uneasy. "Why at this moment?"
"What is their purpose for coming here? Are they here for the Xihuang Small Blessed Land like me?"
"That parchment scroll should be a unique item. Maybe I'm overthinking it."
"But Dou Xiao is from the Blood Robe Alliance. Could it be that other members of the Blood Robe Alliance have also seen the parchment scroll?"
The young man who was suspected to have the strength of a potential dragon did not stay for long. He drank a few sips of tea, threw down a spirit crystal and left.
Kong Ju did not follow him, but drank the whole pot of tea. Without hearing any other useful rumors, he walked out of the tea room leisurely.
He was not in a hurry to leave, but walked to the highest point of the market and looked out at the entire market.
With his careful observation, he indeed noticed many people with abnormal behavior.
Generally, they behaved in the same way as Kong Jue, just drinking tea or drinking wine on their own. They were all on the edge of the monks, hiding quietly.
"Sure enough, there are many people who have the same idea as me, and they all come here to get information." This scene made Kong Ju certain of the words of the two local monks.
"I'm afraid the Xiling Mountains will become uneasy."
No matter what the purpose of those foreign monks is.
If Kong Ju wants to find the Xihuang blessed land, he can't ignore them.
This made Kong Ju smell blood in the air and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.
"We need to prepare early!"
Kong Ju now has a lot of cards up his sleeve, leaving aside his hard power.
Just to save his life, there are poison pills and the puppet refining at the Shenglun realm controlled by Yinling.
However, the former is a disposable consumable and will disappear after use.
He didn't dare to use Yinling easily, as one careless move might bring about fatal disaster.
Therefore, in addition to the two trump cards, Kong Ju had to have another preparation to feel at ease.
"I will refine the Soul-Dispersing Paste today. As long as there are no monks who come to ascend to the realm of Ascension, my Soul-Dispersing Paste can pose a threat to them." Kong Ju made some kind of decision and walked down from the height of the market town.
He did not return to Luoxia City, but rented a secret room in the market town.
There are rooms for rent in the market town, which cost three spirit crystals a day. They are guarded by magic arrays, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed while refining pills.
Kong Ju directly paid for five days' worth of work and prepared to retreat and make the elixir.
As time passed, the sun set.
As the market entered late at night, those wandering cultivators gradually retreated.
The place that was bustling during the day became deserted.
It was not very spacious, but after putting down the golden throne, there was still some spare space in the room.
Kong Ju did not light a lamp, but sat cross-legged in the dark.
He spent half a day adjusting his spiritual power to its peak state.
The purpose is naturally not to make elixirs.
Before refining the elixir, he had one more thing to do.
Do you remember where Kong Jue's alchemy skills came from?
Naturally, it was obtained from Ge Xia’s soul memory.
Sanling Paste is a low-grade medicinal pill, and the cost of refining it is not low. Kong Ju is no longer absolutely sure of succeeding in refining it.
At this time, we need to make use of Ge Xia's rich knowledge of alchemy.
"If it weren't for refining the Sanling Ointment, I really don't want to go through that kind of pain again." Kong Ju murmured to himself. The last time he experienced Gexia's memory, the miserable ending that was so painful that it made his soul tremble was still fresh in his memory.
(End of this chapter)