In the next few days, except in the dream space, Wang Lin was busy storing snow water. If he hadn't been worried about the overflow of spiritual energy, he would have used a big tank as a container. Now he only uses a gourd. Fortunately, he still has a gourd. Enough, and accumulated hundreds of small gourds in a few days. He calculated that the snow water of these gourds should be enough for himself to use in the dream territory for a long time.
After storing these gourds, Wang Lin began to practice. Although the effect of the spring water has been somewhat reduced, it is not all invalid and can still be used.
Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. In these ten days, the spring water that Wang Lin drank far exceeded the past. Fortunately, the spring water immediately decomposed in the body after drinking it and turned into aura. Otherwise, his stomach would not be able to contain it at all. So much liquid.
The second layer of the condensing period requires several times more aura than the first layer. Up to now, Wang Lin has actually practiced in the dream space for more than 9 months.
If it was the first level before, 9 months of cultivating all the time, and there was an extremely sufficient supply of aura, how could it be a small achievement, but now, although he feels that although there is a lot of aura in the body, he still has not achieved satisfactory results. .
This day was the day agreed with Wang Hao. Wang Lin did not enter the dreamland to practice, but waited for the other party to arrive. At midnight, there was heavy snow outside, and Wang Hao's figure appeared in Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness.
Not long after, Wang Hao opened the door, did not walk in, and hurriedly said: "The master has delayed the alchemy. I finally came out. Hurry up and the trade fair is about to begin."
As he said, he walked out in a hurry, and Wang Lin immediately followed.
The two of them walked in the martial arts for a short while under the snow, then they left the martial arts and walked deep down the mountain path.
At this time, the road was extremely slippery. Wang Hao didn't dare to walk fast. He moved forward cautiously. He shivered and whispered in a low voice: "This damn ghost weather, it's snowing so much, if I fall down the mountain stream, I will be a ghost. Go and ask for justice."
Wang Lin's body is light now, and he doesn't feel the same about it. On the contrary, he feels that the weather is very good. After the trade fair is over, he should be able to accumulate a lot of snow.
After walking for a while, Wang Hao stopped, turned around and mysteriously handed Wang Lin a green pill, and said in a low voice, "It's almost here. I came here once a few days ago. Now, let’s take the pill first, so that no one can see our identity."
After speaking, he took out the same pill again and threw it into his mouth. A thick black mist quickly spread out from his body, enveloping him, and a hoarse voice came from the mist. "How about it, can you tell who I am?"
Wang Lin swept away his spiritual consciousness and found that he couldn't penetrate into it like heavy silt. This was a bit of peace in his heart. He smiled and said, "This pill is really amazing!" As he said, he threw the pill into his mouth, and the same scene appeared.
The black fog shadows of the two of them quickly walked into the depths, and after a few turns, a clearing appeared at the end of the path.
The open space was huge, and dozens of black shadows identical to Wang Lin and Wang Lin stood densely, all silent.
After Wang Lin came here, they found a vacant place and stood still.
Before long, seeing no one came again, one of them walked out first, coughing dryly, and hoarsely said: "The time is up, this time I will preside, the rules are the same, I will come first." As he said, he took out a handful of silver small Sword, continued to speak: "This flying sword is not from the Sword Spirit Pavilion of the martial art. It was obtained by chance. The power is acceptable. I only need 500 magical charms!"
The people who had a companion among the people talked about each other one after another. After waiting for a long time, one person stepped forward and took out 500 immortal symbols without saying a word, and concluded a deal with the other party.
At this time, another person said: "I have a lower-level jade talisman here, which can play three similar spells of earth cracking. I only exchange ten spirit pills." He took out a crystal clear jade pendant and shook it in front of him. Put it away.
"I'll trade with you!" Not far from Wang Lin, a person said immediately. Just as he was about to step forward, another person quickly said: "I will give out 12 Spirit Pills in exchange for this jade talisman!"
The person hesitated before, glared at the other side fiercely, and stopped talking. He thought that ten grains were already the limit.
After that, everyone came forward to take out their own things one by one, and the scene gradually became lively, and sometimes there were a few people snatching an item, and in the end, the one with the highest price would win.
"I have a magic technique that can be practiced as long as the second level of the condensing phase, and you can hide your own cultivation for a short time. Unless you build the foundation, you can't find it. I know this is a chicken rib. It's not very useful. I only change ten pills. …Five grains of soul-removing pills will do." The speaker hesitated and said hesitantly.
Everyone laughed. This kind of technique has no effect at all. The inner disciples rely on the cultivation level to speak. The higher the cultivation level, the better the treatment. Who will deliberately hide their cultivation level, if this technique can be used. Long-term concealment is enough, but it is still short-lived, especially because it is so expensive, 5 soul-removing pills.
Seeing that no one cares, the speaker sighed and was about to collect it. At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Five grains of the soul pill, I will change it!"
The other party was startled, was immediately surprised, and hurried forward to trade.
Holding the jade slip that recorded the spell, Wang Lin was startled. He hadn't seen such a thing before, and his divine sense swept away, and the formula about the spell suddenly came to his mind.
This thing is not very useful to others, but it is very useful to him, although it can only hide the cultivation for a short time, it is not perfect.
At this time, another person walked out, although the tone was hoarse, but the posture was quite high, and he proudly said: "A good luck pill, I want to quote myself!"
Wang Hao was immediately excited, and said quickly: "20 Spirit Pills!"
"The fairy talisman is 1,000 yuan, plus a flying sword!"
"Xianfu 2000 yuan!"
"30 Spirit Pills, plus 500 cents."
"One lower-level jade talisman, one flying sword, ten spirit pill, 500 fairy talisman!"
Everyone shouted the price loudly, obviously attaching great importance to this good luck pill. This Pill of Good Fortune King Lin learned from Wang Hao that it is a very precious medicine. After taking it, the effect stays in the body for two months. In these two months, the speed at which the practitioner absorbs spiritual energy will increase several times, which is a lot. Inner Sect disciple's dream is the first choice to open the next level of their condensing period.
This thing is extremely precious even in the martial arts. Under normal conditions, each disciple can get it only twice in his life. When he rises into black clothes, he can get one pill, and when he rises into purple clothes, he gets two.