Chapter 196： The fish has been hooked

After the items were placed, the cultivators exchanged their spiritual thoughts, bargaining and exchanging items.

Spiritual communication is safer and more confidential than verbal communication.

"Fellow Daoist, I want that roll of ice-attribute exercises! I want that third-grade ice-type spirit weapon too!" Lu Xuanji's spiritual sense said, "The price is 600,000 spirit stones, here I am. There is only one Zifu Pill, can it be replaced with Pure Yang Pill!"

"Can!"

The monk nodded.

"One Zifu Pill, two Pure Yang Pills!"

"No, at least three pure Yang Dan!"

"But three Pure Yang Pills, I'm at a loss!"

"I can add 100,000 spirit stones!"

"I don't need spirit stones!"

"It's not as good as this, I am adding a roll of exercises, you add a pure Yang Dan!"

"Can!"

And just like that, in the middle of the bargain, the deal is done.

One Purple House Pill and four Pure Yang Pills traded for a roll of Ice Elemental Infant Cultivation Technique, a roll of Fire Elemental Infant Cultivation Technique, and a third-grade Ice Elemental Spirit Artifact.

In this transaction, the cultivator on the opposite side is rejoicing, because the blood has been earned, the exercises can be bought many times, and the money can be made many times; Lu Xuanji is also rejoicing, because Ye Wanyi's exercises are available, in front of the ninth floor of Nascent Soul Don't worry about the exercises.

You are making money in blood, and someone is not losing.

There is a lot of water in the trade of exercises.

If it doesn’t matter, there is no way, and when the cultivation base is low, it is not only difficult but also expensive to obtain a roll of exercises; The price is not only low price, but also large quantity.

Selling exercises to make money is more about cutting the bottom leeks.

When the cultivation base reaches a certain level, the practice method is not important, and the resources are more important.

Without resources, even if there is an immortal practice, it is difficult to become an immortal, even if it is a golden pill.

The kind of cultivator who naively thought that he could be invincible with a top-level cultivation technique, which is ridiculous and pathetic.

Swipe!

The two nodded!

The man dropped three boxes.

Lu Xuanji also threw a box.

After opening the box, Lu Xuanji checked the exercises in the box and confirmed that there were no mistakes or omissions.

The cultivator on the opposite side also checked it and confirmed that it was correct and the efficacy of the medicine was suitable.

After completing the first wave of trades, Lu Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief, the purpose of the trade fair was accomplished.

Next, it's a lot easier.

"Fellow Daoist, all things soil, longevity formula, two pure yang pills!"

"Three, no, I don't have any more, add up to 100,000 spirit stones, no more!"

"That's it!"

"The third-grade spirit gourd requires five pure Yang Pills, you are stealing money, at most three pure Yang Pills!"

"That's it, four pure Yang Dan, plus one hundred thousand spirit stones!"

Spiritual thoughts are communicating, and business is continuing.

It seems to return to the past life to fight Xixi, buy, buy, buy.

Seeing that everything is good, I want to buy everything, and then I buy and buy until I run out of money in my pocket.

This barter conference is mainly based on barter, and what is not enough is made up with spirit stones.

At the last moment, three Ziyang Dan, eight pure Yang Dan, and 400,000 spirit stones were spent.

In this fair, Chunyang Pill and Zifu Pill, as hard currency, can be said to be unfavorable wherever they go.

As long as they smashed people with medicinal pills, many monks just hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

This expenditure can be said to be extravagant. If the first elder finds out, he will definitely be called a prodigal.

To be able to lose his family like this, on the one hand, he ripened the elixir. The elixir had a short growth cycle and could be opened many times;

The small money in the pocket is increasing, and it can be squandered in front of the prodigal.

After putting away the things, Lu Xuan left the barter conference.

Back in the private room, he took off his clothes and returned to his original appearance.

He walked directly through the secret passage, left the Treasure Building, and disappeared into the distance.

...

At the barter conference, a black-clothed cultivator quietly left, went to an inn, and saw a white-clothed man.

"Are things done?"

"done!"

"How are things?"

"The fish has already taken the bait, leaving a mark in the soil of all things, and he can be traced with the help of a compass!" The man in black said, handing over a compass.

Not long ago, I learned that the Lu family was looking for a roll of ice-based exercises, and the news was learned by someone.

The exact reason is unknown.

After someone got this news, he made a small plan to use this trade fair to use ice-based exercises to go fishing.

If the fish don't take the bait, that's all!

If the fish takes the bait, just take the opportunity to get rid of the enemy for the family.

There is uncertainty about this plan, but after reporting the boss, the boss's instructions are, yes.

So the action started.

In order to make the plan go smoothly, even a part of the earth of all things was added in it.

The ice-based exercises were separated from the earth of all things, and the two exchanged them separately in order to dispel someone's doubts.

The man in white took the compass, nodded and said, "Okay, I remember your credit!"

The black-clothed cultivator said, "Senior, I also used the soil of all things to hide the mark, but it's hard to say how long I can hide it!"

It is difficult, if not impossible, to leave marks on medicinal pills, utensils, and clothes.

The Zifu cultivator has a keen sense of perception and can see the slightest change in his body, and the marks left are easily detected.

But the soil of all things is an exception. At that time, there were more than two pounds of soil, and there were marks buried in it.

"understood!"

The man in white said.

The black monk nodded and left.

Taking out a token, the man in white felt his spiritual sense and passed the message: "Go ahead! Where is the direction!"

At this time, in a mountain pass, the cave opened, and a black-clothed cultivator walked out. A blood-colored token appeared on the palm with the word [kill] engraved on it.

Perceiving the message from the token, it turned into a streamer and disappeared.

In the mortal village, an old man was lying on a rocking chair, squinting, enjoying the sun's bath, and suddenly sensed something.

In the pocket, there is a blood-colored token.

The word "kill" is engraved on the token

Perceiving the news of the token, the old man's original rickety body was straight, and the old face was rapidly changing, turning into the appearance of a middle-aged man. look. Standing up, his body flashed a few times and disappeared into the mortal village.

Click!

Click!

At this moment, the village behind him was reduced to ruins.

It's deserted inside This is a ghost village.

...

Swipe!

In the wilderness, Lu Xuanji urged Feijian to advance rapidly in the low altitude.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you blocking the way?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

"I'm here to kill you!"

The man in black said, the breath on his body skyrocketed, and the cultivation base of the ninth floor of the Zifu broke out, and a blood-colored sword appeared in his palm with a blood-colored rose on it.

Swipe!

The sword light flashed, killing Lu Xuanji.

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