During this period, a slightly fat black-clothed monk took out a green glass snake gall and more than ten velvet weeds. Zhang Shiping made another move, and exchanged two Zhang-long emerald bamboos.

During nearly a hundred years of Zhang Shiping's practice in the Green Spirit Valley, there are thirty-seven spiritual bamboos in the valley, which have been promoted to the third rank. Before he moved to Qinghuo Valley, according to Xuanyuanzong's previous rules, Zhang Shiping intercepted twelve spiritual bamboos. Of course, he did not dig up the roots. Ten years later it can grow again.

This snake gallbladder is as big as Zhang Shiping's fist, the red light is crystal clear, slightly warm, like a piece of red blood warm jade. This kind of monster snake lives in the lava thousands of feet deep underground all year round, and occasionally comes out of the magma three or two times a year, most of which are to devour the velvet grass that grows on the lava rocks.

This velvet grass has the effect of purifying the demon power in the monster, but for the human monks, it is blindly poisonous and can dispel mana. Just one plant can make the magic power of a Golden Core cultivator who has worked hard for several years disappear into nothingness. However, this kind of velvet grass itself has a very strong sulfur smell, which can make people cover their mouths and noses tightly after a distance of ten feet.

On the contrary, the green glass snake that devours velvet grass all the year round, and the monks who practice the fire attribute kung fu can make their mana more pure and solid after taking its inner alchemy or snake gall.

Originally, these things could be obtained in exchange for a spirit bamboo and tens of thousands of spirit stones, but when Zhang Shiping made a move, that dwarf-like monk surnamed Li didn't know what he was up to, and he got weird and raised his hand. Price, but within Zhang Shiping's psychological range. Zhang Shiping looked at this person indifferently, wondering what his intentions were?

After six or seven people, it was Zhang Shiping's turn.

He thought for a while, flipped his hands and took out several things, namely the Huijiu feather that he got by chance when he came here, and two spiritual bamboos that were similar to before. As soon as these things were taken out, Zhang Shiping felt several extremely fiery eyes falling on Hui Jiuyu.

He scanned around slightly, and then said slowly with his expression unchanged:

"These two third-order spirit bamboos, if you are interested, you can exchange them with the same fire-attributed spiritual objects. As for this dove feather, I have been traveling to the deep sea for nearly ten years, and I just met one. I want to exchange some Relatively rare items, of course, if you have any one of the four items, Geng Feng Jin, Soul Stone Liquid, Five Elements to Mu Xin, and Evil Breaking Crystal, you can exchange them first."

"I have a piece of red dragon wood..."

"Six taels of fire crystal sand, exchange for a spiritual bamboo..."

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"A piece of fused cast iron mother weighs about two catties and seven taels, plus five hundred thousand spirit stones to exchange for the dove feathers."

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A dozen or so people in a row transmitted their voices to Zhang Shiping, and after a while, when no one bid, Zhang Shiping thought for a while, transmitted the voices to several fellow Taoists, said a few words, and then exchanged the spirit bamboo for a piece. Chi-Ji and a box of Fire Crystal Sand. As for Hui Jiuyu, he asked a few more questions, and several people came over via sound transmission, but none of the spirit objects reported were what Zhang Shiping needed, so he shook his head and declined politely.

After Zhang Shiping put Huijiu Yu into the storage bag, the female cultivators present were silent, and their eyes showed reluctance.

Zhang Shiping chuckled lightly at this, then got up leisurely, and didn't stay any longer, he strode towards the stairs, suddenly his footsteps stopped, his face showed some surprise, and then he said nonchalantly Go down the stairs.

It has been nearly two hours since he went upstairs just now, that fellow Taoist Guihai went somewhere, he is not downstairs, and replaced by a middle-aged monk in green clothes, this person has just established the middle stage of foundation. He stood bowed in the hall on the first floor, behind him was a row of graceful and beautiful Qi-refining female cultivators. Everyone was facing the stairs. As soon as they saw Zhang Shiping walking out of the spiritual light at the exit of the stairs, they immediately stood up and respectfully respected Zhang Shiping. Said: "Senior, please go slowly."

Zhang Shiping nodded slightly, and seeing the nearest female cultivator standing behind the queue, Zhang Shiping waved his hand, then walked straight by himself, passed through the phantom formation, and left from the crafting shop.

As soon as he left, the golden core monks on the second floor also came down one after another, just like Zhang Shiping, they walked out of the crafting shop without saying a word. It's just that so many people came out of the cold and deserted craft shop all of a sudden, and most of the monks passing by on the street didn't notice it. After Zhang Shiping walked several streets in silence, he put away the ebony mask on his face, mixed with the crowd, turned around a few more places, and finally walked into a teahouse in a relatively remote area, ordered a pot of Qingling tea, and frowned. Slightly wrinkled, his face was full of thought.

After half an hour, he just stood up, threw down ten spirit stones, and left the teahouse.

Not long after, Zhang Shiping came to an attic that looked quite elegant, and he looked up at the signboard with the words "Jiuxuan Pavilion".

"Zhang Daoyou." Zhang Shiping had just stepped over the threshold when a hoarse voice sounded in his ear.

"No need, let's go down." Zhang Shiping swept his consciousness, frowned, and at the same time revealed a breath of Jindan stage, and waved his hand to let a young man in green who came close to step back.

'Treading'...

Zhang Shiping walked up the stairs unhurriedly and went straight to the fifth floor. No need to look too much, in the huge attic, there is only a green-robed monk sitting by the window facing the street, and the rest of the tables and chairs are empty~ lightnovelpub.net~ Fellow Daoist Zhang, please sit down. "The green-robed monk was looking out of the window, looking down at the long street. He didn't turn his head, but just said something leisurely. This person was the same green-robed monk who exchanged soul lotus seeds from Zhang Shiping earlier.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Shiping walked over and sat across from this person, with a look of thought in his eyes, "How did Fellow Daoist recognize Zhang?"

When Zhang Shiping was about to leave, he heard a green-robed monk transmit a voice to him, saying that he had the Five Elements to Mu Xin in his hand. More importantly, this person directly called him Daoyou Zhang, obviously recognizing him.

"My **** sense is naturally stronger than that of ordinary monks, and I happen to practice a certain method of spiritual eyes, so I can see through some small restrictions." The light in the eyes is introverted, and there seems to be a spiritual idea in the Palace of Fate, isn't fellow Taoist just like me, practicing some kind of spiritual power?"

Zhang Shiping didn't deny or admit it, but just looked at the person in front of him quietly. The green-robed monk was not in a hurry, he reached out and wiped the storage bag, and took out a piece of blue jade crystal, which was only the size of an egg, but exuded an extremely majestic wood attribute aura, containing vitality.

"Is it really the Five Elements to Mu Xin?" Zhang Shiping looked at this thing with a hint of joy on his face, but immediately recovered his composure. He thought for a while and asked: "I don't think fellow Taoists are ordinary people. Straight up."

"Zhang Daoyou, I didn't come to you this time for anything else. I just wanted to ask if you still have soul lotus seeds? Or do you know other places to cultivate soul lotus seeds? Don't worry, as long as fellow daoists can get them again If a hundred lotus seeds are produced, then this heart of wood will belong to fellow Taoist!" the green-robed monk asked with a smile on his face.