Tianhefang, Penglai Tianjie, Laojun Pavilion.
This is the largest Red God Cinnabar trading venue in the entire Tianhefang. It is not because this transaction is dominated by Laojun Pavilion, but because Laojun Pavilion has the largest inventory of Red God Cinnabar, and it is also the place with the best credibility in the entire Penglai Tianjie.
This is normal. How can the credibility of a shop opened by Taishang Laojun be bad?
Therefore, the largest trading place for the Red God Cinnabar in the entire Jambu World is the "Shangshan Ruoshui" Taoist temple in the Laojun Pavilion. At this moment, it is crowded with Taoists, Buddhists and even celestial beings from the four continents, ten continents and three islands and even the thirty-three heavens.
Everyone is paying attention to the latest price of Red God Cinnabar, and everyone is scrambling to buy it.
Outside the Taoist temple, there are many independent cultivators who came with hope but left disappointed. Unlike the immortals who were scrambling to buy cinnabar, the purpose of these independent cultivators was very simple. They just wanted to have a little self-protection power when they might encounter evil cultivators in the future.
If one wants to gain a little power to protect himself, then the Red God Cinnabar is an indispensable treasure.
"Can you sell it to me ten kilograms at the previous price? Just ten kilograms, please be kind, my good Taoist friend." A wandering immortal from the True Immortal Realm said in front of a wandering immortal from the Mysterious Immortal Realm.
The Taoist immortal waved his hand and said, "Daoyou, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you, but haven't you seen the current price of Red God Cinnabar?"
The True Immortal Realm Loose Immortal said with a bitter face: "I see, it used to be one robbery jade for five pounds of red god cinnabar, but now it's five robbery jades for one pound of red god cinnabar. This is too outrageous."
The Taoist immortal said, "Yes, now everyone is selling five robbery jades per pound. If I give it to you at the original price, I will lose a lot."
The immortal from the True Fairyland sighed, then turned around and left helplessly. After he left, he saw some familiar immortals walking back dejectedly, and it seemed like they had gained nothing.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have bought more Red God Cinnabar." A female immortal from the True Immortal Realm said in frustration, "Do we, powerless and poor cultivators, deserve to be beaten to death by demonic cultivators?"
As they were talking, the scattered immortals heard a Buddhist chant, and then saw a Buddhist Golden Immortal leading more than ten Buddhist True Immortal disciples into the Laojun Pavilion.
Then, the Golden Immortal of the Buddhist sect roared with a lion's roar, "I'm buying Red God Cinnabar. Six robbery jades for one pound of Red God Cinnabar! I'll take as many as you want."
This roar immediately shocked everyone present. Not only was it loud, but it also meant that the price of Red God Cinnabar had risen again.
When everyone took a closer look, they saw that this golden immortal from Buddhism was wearing a red and gold cassock, a black monk's hat, had a fat head and big ears, and his chest was exposed. He clearly looked like a pig demon.
"Oh, isn't this the Altar Purifier?" A Taoist Golden Immortal said to the Buddhist Golden Immortal.
It turned out that this Golden Immortal of Buddhism was none other than Zhu Bajie, the Buddhist altar purifier. Zhu Bajie took a look at the Golden Immortal of Taoism, then said with a smile, "Oh, it turns out to be the Thunderbolt Immortal. I am so sorry for the disrespect."
The Thunderbolt Immortal said to Zhu Bajie, "Why? Don't you Buddhists advocate the purity of the six senses? Why are you hoarding and buying up cinnabar? Doing something that goes against the rules and precepts?"
"Hahaha." Zhu Bajie laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "Great Immortal Pili, you are wrong. I am not collecting cinnabar for my own selfish gain. I, a Buddhist disciple, travel the world slaying demons and monsters, and I cannot do without cinnabar. So I collect it for the Buddhist sect, not for myself."
Upon hearing Zhu Bajie's words, the Buddhist disciples in the crowd stepped forward and bowed to him, saying, "Amitabha, the Altar Cleanser is selfless and impartial. We disciples admire you deeply and are willing to sell all the cinnabar we have on us to you."
"Okay, okay, then sell the cinnabar on your bodies to me." Zhu Bajie said with a smile.
Seeing this, a Taoist immortal whispered to the Thunderbolt Immortal: "Is Zhu Bajie really so selfless?"
"Haha, if he was really so selfless, he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of buying cinnabar from these monks. Those monks seem to be righteous, but in fact they just want to make friends with Zhu Bajie and make some money from the robbery jade." The Thunderbolt Immortal sneered.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Bajie collected the cinnabar from most of the monks in the Shangshan Ruoshui Taoist Temple, and his cinnabar inventory increased by more than 6 million kilograms.
After Zhu Bajie collected all the Red God Cinnabar, the price of the entire Red God Cinnabar rose again, directly exceeding eight robbery jades per catty.
Zhu Bajie's mouth suddenly went dry when he saw the price. He thought to himself, "I, Old Pig, have used all my belongings to buy 18 million kilograms of Red God Cinnabar. This time, I will definitely make a fortune from him. I will make him a fortune."
Thinking of this, Zhu Bajie secretly made up his mind that as long as the price of the Red God Cinnabar exceeded ten robbery jades and reached eleven robbery jades per catty, he would sell it.
But before that, he still had some robbery jade, so he might as well just collect them all into cinnabar.
But before Zhu Bajie could say anything, he heard a cry of surprise from not far away: "Nine robbery jades, someone over there is buying cinnabar for nine robbery jades and a pound."
At this moment, a piece of news suddenly exploded the entire Shangshan Ruoshui Dojo, and everyone looked over in the direction of the voice.
Zhu Bajie frowned and turned his head to look over there, only to see a deity wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, standing there with an extremely tall and majestic figure, surrounded by a circle of heavenly soldiers who were helping him collect the robbery jade.
"The Giant Spirit!" Zhu Bajie shrank his neck. Although his senior brother Sun Wukong was the one who caused the havoc in Heaven, it was not him. It would be better to forget about provoking the Giant Spirit.
Thinking of this, Zhu Bajie sighed again. He thought of Tianpeng Yuansheng Zhenjun in the Heavenly Palace today, who was much more powerful than the Giant Spirit God. If he had not made a mistake back then, this position should have been his now.
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