"Please wait a moment, Fellow Daoist Shen. I will go and get it right away." Taoxiang agreed, stood up and walked out.
"You've collected the materials for refining the Small Teleportation Talisman so quickly. Very good. Just give them to me directly. The Small Teleportation Talisman is an immortal talisman. With your talisman-making level, the probability of failure is very high." Huo Lingzi's voice sounded.
Shen Luo was not so arrogant as to insist on drawing the talisman himself. It would be best if Huo Lingzi asked for it himself, so he nodded immediately.
Taoxiang quickly brought over the materials, two stalks of Dongming Grass, three Soul-Condensing Stones, Fengxu Vine and Bailun Flower. They were not too precious, but there were quite a lot of them.
Shen Luo looked at several spiritual materials. The Cave Grass was a small silver-gray grass, only half a foot tall, and looked inconspicuous at all. The Soul-Condensing Stone was a emerald green crystal that looked very similar to a wood-attribute crystal, but it emitted a chilling aura.
"Two plants of Dongming grass can be used to refine three small teleportation talismans. I do have three soul-condensing stones, but unfortunately they are not big. I can only try the secret technique of weapon soul conversion twice." Huo Lingzi judged.
Shen Luo nodded slightly when he heard this. These were enough for the time being.
He paid the immortal jade, quickly got up and left, and continued to go to other shops.
In the next two days, Shen Luo followed Zhou Ming's recommendation and visited all the spiritual material shops in the city. Unfortunately, except for the first day, he gained very little.
Shen Luo was feeling somewhat disappointed, but one day Zhou Ming brought him some exciting news: clues about the Nine-Sky Golden Essence appeared in the city.
In a secret building in the northwest of Tianji City, Shen Luo changed his appearance and became a middle-aged man with a sallow face. He walked slowly in a dark passage. The passage was not very long. After walking for a while, he saw a faint flash of white light at the end.
He soon reached the end, where a tightly closed stone door appeared.
A man in gray was standing next to the stone gate. When he saw Shen Luo coming, he bowed, took out a token, and emitted a beam of white light that fell on the door.
A white light flashed on the door, runes flickered faintly, and then it slowly opened, revealing a rather large stone chamber in front.
In the middle of the stone chamber was a large round table, with a dozen large armchairs sparsely placed around it. There were already seven or eight monks sitting there, both men and women.
Except for the two female monks, every male monk in the hall was accompanied by one or two young girls.
The cultivation base of these women is not high. They are all low-level cultivators in the Soul Condensation Stage or even the Fasting Stage. However, they all have excellent looks. Their thin clothes fit tightly to their bodies, showing off their graceful looks.
Shen Luo's eyes swept over the group of cultivators in the hall. Almost all of the cultivators present were true immortals. It was unknown whether they were hermit masters in the area of the boundless sea of sand, or masters from other places.
A gloomy-looking man in Confucian robes sat on the main seat. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of True Immortal and he seemed to be the person in charge of this place.
"This must be Fellow Daoist Shen, please take a seat." The man in Confucian robes stood up and forced a smile, but his face was gloomy and his smile was really ugly.
Shen Luo nodded and sat down on a big chair.
Two young girls walked over, smiling sweetly and trying to climb onto Shen Luo's body.
"Mr. Shen is not used to being served." Shen Luo raised his hand and waved, saying expressionlessly.
The two girls stood there awkwardly, but did not dare to go down.