Chapter 35 Chapter 35 They deserve it!
Luo Luoniao stayed in Xuanshan Camp. With Xuanshan's face, he got the broadcasting flower mirror alone. Only he and a senior uncle from Yuheng Peak were guarding the camp.
The two of them also saw the performance of Bai Lu and others in the secret realm, and were just sighing that they were worthy of being called... when a cultivator came up to them.
"Are you two from Xuanshan Immortal Sect? May I ask if it is possible to reserve the magic tools sold by your fellow disciples in the secret realm?"
This is because the person is not in the secret territory, so he cannot make a reservation directly, and he cannot wait for them to come out, so he suddenly has an idea and goes directly to the camp.
"..." The man and the bird looked at each other, remembering that Bai Lu had given them a stack of reservation forms before they went in, but she didn't expect that people would come so quickly.
Before they could say anything, the monk who came to ask for advice saw their expressions and guessed that something was going to happen: "Please make a reservation for me. I'm a formation cultivator. I also want the brooch and the ruler. Can I make a reservation?"
He was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, but he was moved by the power of Ding Douhua's Nine Revolutions Extradition Formation. He also thought that the souvenir was very exquisite and could be taken back as a souvenir of participating in this Red Dust Trial.
"Uh, wait a moment... let me take a look at the product catalog." The man and the bird flipped through the album very unskillfully, thinking that Bai Lu's catalog was really comprehensive, otherwise they would be at a loss now.
As you can imagine, once there is one, there will be two. More and more monks come to request to buy, which really brings the function of the display stand to the extreme.
In addition to the magical instruments made by Liang Mangu and his team, cultural and creative products are selling even better. There is no threshold to entry, and both low-level and high-level cultivators want them.
Especially after what Bai Lu showed in the secret realm, there were a lot of people who wanted the same thing.
Looking at the market, it is also a bustling scene.
There were very few people at the gathering in Huanhuazhou, and even many vendors were preparing to close temporarily to watch the game.
Today, the competition had just started, so there were fewer people coming to the gathering. Unexpectedly, within half a day, several waves of monks came one after another and headed straight to a local monk's stall in Huanhuazhou who was about to close the stall: "Are there any more flower bells?"
Usually only local monks like to use flower bells as packaging and decoration when setting up stalls. "Flower bell? This?"
"Yes, this is the kind. The filaments should be longer. Give me a pair... How much?"
"Well, just give me a spiritual stone." The monk who was setting up the stall scratched his head. These things were bought with other things on the stall, half sold and half given away. Some people would also give a few flower bells as decorations when they bought other magic tools. There were all kinds of exotic flowers and plants in Huanhua Island, so many of them were enchanting and rich, and the small flower bells were really inconspicuous.
He thought it was just an accident, but before he could continue to clean up, someone else came.
"You have flower bells here, right? Ten pairs. I brought them for someone. Pick the fuller ones."
Not only buying, but also bringing things for others... ?
"Okay, wait a moment." The monk who was setting up the stall packed up all the extras in confusion. Before he finished packing, another person came.
"How much are the flower bells?"
Similar situations occurred at several stalls selling flower bells, leaving them very confused. These bells were originally picked as extras, so how come they suddenly became popular commodities at the market?
Not only could the monk who was setting up the stall not close down, he also hired some mushroom people to help him at the stall. The little mushroom people were seen carrying flower bells and walking through the crowd, shouting breathlessly: "Not enough flower bells! Not enough flower bells! Go and get new ones!"
"You want Flower Bells again? Please wait a moment, my brothers are going to move them." The local monk who was setting up the stall pointed at the mushroom man under his feet and said, "No, can I ask you a question? Why do so many people suddenly want to buy Flower Bells?"
"Didn't you go to see the Red Dust Trial?" The monk who was buying things said naturally, "Every time the Red Dust Trial, some things become popular." Other things have to be pre-ordered and are not in stock. This flower bell is also quite eye-catching, so I was attracted to it.
“……?” The monk setting up the stall was silent. Of course he knew, but…magic weapons were the popular ones before!
How come this time, the sales of their Huanhuazhou specialty decorations have also increased? !
The secret realm is naturally very lively.
"So why is it? I didn't even tell me what I bought, but there are still people who want this thing." In the secret realm, Ning Yanhu pinched a blind box curiously.
I don’t understand how this thing sold in so many stores in the secret realm. Wherever Bai Lu and the others go to sell it, people buy it… although they are always wondering “why would there be people setting up stalls here?”
Bai Lu stretched out her hand and said seriously: "Please ask the Gambler to explain--"
Liang Mangu appeared gracefully, holding a blind box in both hands and said: "Hello, senior sister, each of us has a gambling nature in our hearts. Because we can't see, we will be curious. And when you buy one and don't get the product you like, you will think that you will definitely get it if you come a few more times. Especially in the secret realm of Hongchen Trial, everyone is under a lot of pressure and wants to relieve it.
“Of course, the higher the realm of the cultivator, the more self-control they may have. However, cultivators at high realms also have their own weaknesses. They are not tempted, but they just haven’t encountered the products they like.
"For example, can a sword cultivator resist drawing Juntian Sword Master's Mokong Sword decoration? Not to mention, there is a certain probability of drawing a rare hidden model: a product containing the petals of the Dianmei Peak Sword Plum. Can't enter Xuanshan, can't climb Dianmei Peak? At least you can still see the Sword Plum!"
Ning Yanhu looked at Bai Lu.
Bai Lu put one hand behind her back, imitated Huo Xuexiang's posture, and nodded solemnly at Ning Yanhu.
Yes, I have Jianmei.
Ning Yanhu: "..."
How can I put it... they deserve it!
This small Xuanshan foundation-building team not only won the approval of the senior sister, but also received high praise from the cultivators watching the broadcast outside. At first, everyone thought that these foundation-building cultivators were just here to have fun, and they had to rely on fellow disciples Ning Yanhu, Pei Zhaoting and others to look after them.
Unexpectedly, they were very ingenious. They designed some magical instruments and formations by themselves, and even stopped staying with Ning Yanhu. They started wandering around selling goods. Anyone with eyes could see their strength.
"That formation cultivator is quite good. He can achieve great results with just a little effort..."
"The cooperation between the weapon cultivators and the talisman cultivators is also very good. The talisman drawing pen is really useful!"
If you watch it more often, you will be able to see the trick.
"This formation cultivation method is similar to that of Master Liu from Xuanshan, although it is more...skillful."
"Yes, the style of the materials used by the repairman should be that of Xu Zuichan from Tianquan Peak of Xuanshan Mountain. You can tell at a glance."
"Except for that blue-eyed cultivator... I really can't tell whose disciple he is. Do you think he is a Xuanshan immortal? He made so many food and supplies. Is he an alchemist?"
"He may not be a Dan Ding cultivator, he may be a food cultivator... I have already reserved the brooch he wears at Xuanshan Camp."
From the perspective of style, it is hard to guess what Bai Lu’s heritage is.
Anyway, the things they sell are really attractive...
Many people even placed bets. When would these people give up selling goods and choose to teleport out of the secret realm under the attacks of increasingly powerful monsters?
In previous years, very few foundation-building cultivators could hold on to the end.
…
Three monks in navy blue robes leaped into the air and dropped their sticks from different directions at the same time, hitting the strange beast. The beast landed steadily and the strange beast also slid to the ground.
"Hello, fellow Taoist, thank you for your hard work. Do you want to buy anything?"
Bai Lu poked her head out from the bushes and said to them. The junior brothers and sisters behind her also came out stealthily, pushing small carts full of dazzling goods.
"Disciples of Xuanshan?" The leader was dressed in white, different from the others. He was obviously the leader, with a gentle and handsome face. He recognized them immediately after seeing what they were wearing.
“Yes, yes.”
"I've heard that there are things for sale in the secret realm, but I didn't expect it to be from Xuanshan disciples..." The white-robed cultivator said in surprise and a bit of amusement, "How come you are here when you've just established your foundation? Are there only you in Xuanshan? Where are Pei Zhaoting, Ning Yanhu and the others?"
It sounds like he is quite familiar with Xuanshan.
"They are in the camp, we came out to set up the stall." Seeing that they didn't seem to mind, Bai Lu waved her hand, and Liang Mangu brought the box to them.
Liang Mangu asked with a smile: "What's your name, senior?"
"Xuan Du Taoist Sect, You Yue." said the leading white-robed monk.
Liang Mangu hissed, "It turns out to be Senior Brother You Yue. I have heard of you for a long time."
Bai Lu had also heard of Xuan Du Taoist Sect. It was a friendly sect of Xuan Shan. Didn't they also send exchange students to each other?
Meng Caiqing immediately whispered in Bai Lu's ear: "It is said that this Senior Brother You Yue is also in the middle to late stage of the Thunder Listening Realm. He came to our Xuanshan to study before and got to know Senior Sister. Senior Sister said that he was a genius in the Dao Sect since he was a child. He entered the sect early and practiced 'heart fasting' since he was young."
These are what Meng Caiqing heard from Ning Yanhu. Although they are friendly sects, they should be more careful. In addition, You Yue's master had lost to Jian Zun before, so the eldest sister was worried that she would be targeted in the ring because they were both from Xuanshan, and she had been studying how to fight in case of a confrontation.
"What is Xinzhai?" Bai Lu didn't understand what kind of special skill this was.
"It seems that only a very small number of people in their sect can practice it. It can restrain the mind and restrain the will, stop evil words and thoughts." In fact, Meng Caiqing was just parroting and didn't understand it very clearly. "Anyway, it means that Senior Brother You Yue has a very noble character..."
But at this time, the strange beast was not dead yet and moved a little. You Yue was startled and jumped forward, hitting it while saying: "You scared me to death, you dead worm, you think I can't kill you, right? Xxxxxxxxxx!"
Bai Lu: “?”
What happened to the promise to stop saying bad things and stop having bad thoughts? The curse words that followed were so many that Bai Lu couldn't even understand them!
Liang Mangu almost dropped the merchandise in his hand. Ugh, that was so fierce…
Bai Lu looked at Meng Caiqing and asked questioningly, "Is your information wrong? It's not that Zhai?"
"That's right." You Yue had a certain level of cultivation, so he naturally heard what they said. He said nonchalantly, "It is because your heart and mouth are not clean that you need to practice fasting. If you were born without saying bad words, what else would you need to practice?"
Everyone: “…………”
Don't say it, there is a twisted logic...
Meng Caiqing also added in a low voice: "That's right, the eldest sister said that Senior Brother You Yue had an even worse temper since he was a child. It is said that there was a black cloud over his head when he was born. The fact that he could cultivate to this level shows that he is really predestined with Dao Zong's skills, and that Dao Zong Academy is really capable. The eldest sister even saw with her own eyes how he scolded his master, uncle, and brothers..."
It is said that it is difficult to change one's nature. Being able to cultivate the Xuan Du Taoist technique to the Thunder-Listening Realm despite such a temper, how can he not be considered a Taoist genius?
"...Okay, well, then he must have done something right." Bai Lu said silently. He could master so many words, but he couldn't do that. But Bai Lu still reminded her, "Junior sister, you are really full of energy. You should try your best to gesture, otherwise Senior Brother You will keep looking at us."
Meng Caiqing: “…”
Looking over there, there was a young boy among You Yue’s fellow apprentices. He didn’t look very old. They gave him a piece of apple pie. He was eating it while staring at the cultural and creative products.
The boy took a fancy to a Dragon King badge and reluctantly used his pocket money to buy it, but was told that he could only get it by drawing a blind box.
There is no one doing business in this secret place, they are the only one doing business... or maybe they are not doing their job properly. And even if they are placed outside, these products are unique in design.
Liang Mangu kept encouraging him: "Brother, take a gamble, what if you win?"
The junior brother couldn't help but hand in the spirit stones and draw once. The moment he was about to open it, he felt a little excited. Could it be the Dragon King?
When he took out the badge inside, it turned out to be a phoenix!
The junior brother was a little disappointed, but he felt that the Phoenix was not bad either. If he could draw a Dragon King as well, it would be auspicious combination of dragon and phoenix.
"Give me three more."
In the end, there was still no Dragon King among the three. The little junior brother turned around with red eyes and asked his senior brother: "Senior brother, can you lend me some spirit stones..."
"Huai Lu, did you touch dog shit this morning? Get out of the way, I'll beat you up." You Yue said angrily.
After twenty consecutive draws.
You Yue: "Haha, no more playing! I came here for the trial, what are you going to draw!"
What luck! What kind of tricks did Xuanshan come up with? It must be a scam!
Your luck was so bad that You Yue wanted to scold himself.
Liang Mangu said persistently: "Master, say one more sentence, I bet you can win if you draw twenty more times!"
You Yue took out the spirit stones with a gloomy face. Twenty draws.
Missed again.
Liang Mangu laughed heartily: "Haha, it seems I lost the bet."
You Yue: “…”
I don't know what the heck is going on.
He shouldn’t have played this game. His master lost to Huo Xuexiang, who was two realms lower. He came to participate in the competition with great ambition, but he actually gave money to these foundation-building cultivators...Ahhhh!!
Huai Lu's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, you also touched dog shit?"
You Yue: “…”
"Thank you for your patronage, senior brother." Bai Lu took the spirit stones from them. Huai Lu pinched the spirit stones and pulled them a few times before reluctantly handing them over.
You Yue stared at him intently.
Bai Lu looked back innocently: "Senior Brother?"
You Yue said unwillingly: "I will smoke more after we go out! Humph, I don't think you can stay here for much longer, go out and prepare more supplies."
Also, I don’t know where Ning Yanhu and the others are. Didn’t they say they brought the Sword Master’s disciples with them? Come out and fight! ! I want to fight! !
…
"Oh no, we can't go any further." Liang Mangu looked at the dense black shadows in the jungle ahead with regret. The secret trial had entered the fourth and a half day, and the monsters that appeared were becoming more and more dangerous. Their business was also becoming increasingly difficult.
In fact, it's not bad. Everything that happens here can be seen by people outside, which is equivalent to free advertising for several days. There are also many reservations in the venue, which fully achieves the effect.
"Let's set up camp too." Bai Lu suggested. In fact, this is the choice made by most sects. They choose a place with good defense and set up camp to prepare for attacks.
"Going back to find Senior Sister?" Meng Caiqing asked.
"It's dangerous on the way back, so we might as well just stay here." Liang Mangu felt that being able to stay until the fourth day was already great, and there was no need to distract the senior sisters and brothers. "Let's just give it a try, and if it doesn't work, we can run away."
"OK."
Although he is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is considered a genius to be admitted to Xuanshan, and he is also a bit arrogant.
Everyone found a place to camp with their backs against the cliff. Bai Lu sorted out the accounts. This was to be divided among everyone when they got back. Then there were the materials collected from killing monsters in the past few days, and some plants collected on the way.
He took them out one by one. He had only done a preliminary classification before. After mixing them, Bai Lu began to try to use the alchemy furnace to brew the potion.
This was the first time that Bai Lu brewed a potion in front of everyone. Although they were both medicines, the visual effects of potions and pills were very different.
When they first saw the pot being boiled... no, the cauldron being opened, the fellow disciples all waited with bated breath, feeling that their senior was going to cook something delicious again. This was what they had learned from past experience.
Then, Bai Lu threw something into it, and the liquid in the cauldron became thicker and thicker, taking on a strange green color.
If the coffee was bitter but fragrant before, then this one looks a bit...
Ding Douhua seriously suspected that the senior brother had thrown in the viscera of the exotic animals he had collected before! She asked why the senior brother collected that stuff!
No, that's not right. Maybe what was lost was not the alien beast's internal organs, but the alien beast's snot.
Liang Mangu frowned as he looked at the magic potion. Senior Brother Bai's desserts were all very tasty and beautiful, but why was the medicine soup like this? Where was his alchemy genius?
"Forget it. There is no water or fire here. I won't make the elixir. Why bother boiling this...stuff?"
You have to know that in order to make the competition relatively fair, you can't bring too many pills into the Red Dust Trial, and there is an automatic identification array, so you can't bring in anything that is not made by yourself. It's easy to make pills in there, but many monks who have taken the alchemy furnace as a minor don't have the energy to temporarily collect materials and start refining pills, and they don't have time to kill the enemy.
Unlike Bailu, not only did she cook the potion freshly, she also baked the cake...
"It's okay. I've studied it. These medicinal properties can be mixed." Bai Lu confidently stirred the potion with a large spoon, and as he moved, white smoke began to rise from the potion.
Bai Lu was not panicked at all. She continued to stir the potion under the horrified eyes of other junior brothers and sisters, and even laughed triumphantly. Haha, try our wizard's spiritual potion, which combines Chinese and Western medicines and has a better effect.
Everyone: “…”
Senior Brother’s figure is a little scary…
After all, they usually go out together to scare people, and now it’s their turn to be scared by their senior brother!
Bai Lu served a bowl of magic potion. Because it was too thick, the spoon had to shake for a long time before it could scrape out a bowl. Seeing this, the brothers and sisters in the junior school were also shaken in heart.
Bai Lu waved her hand and said seductively, "Come, try the tofu pudding first. You have been supplying spiritual power to the formation. Thank you for your hard work."
Ding Douhua's face was filled with fear. "I'm not tired, Senior Brother, I won't drink for now. Um, Senior Brother Cheng, drink first..."
Junior Brother Cheng started to cry: "Dou Zun, I have no grudge against you!"
Bai Lu tightly grasped Ding Douhua's hand, and it seemed that she had already chosen her victim: "Believe me, the Sect Master praised me."
"What does the sect leader know!" Ding Douhua could not bear to watch as other people avoided her gaze. She had no one to turn to and could only be held down by Bai Lu with tears in her eyes. She pinched her nose and was forced to drink a large bowl of thick potion.
"Ugh... Ugh?" Ding Douhua only felt the medicine flowing down her throat. Although it was a little bit sticky at first, it quickly turned into strands of energy that warmed and nourished her purple palace.
The spiritual power is gradually recovering, and even the brain is much more energetic, as if he had taken a large pill of spiritual restoration pills.
Surprise flashed in Ding Douhua's eyes. Senior brother really deserved to be the disciple of Sword Master, a genius who practiced both elixir and talisman. However, the hoarseness in her throat was still there. Seeing other students staring at her inquiringly, she said with difficulty: "Uh... It's fine, uh..."
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