After returning to Qinglian Mountain, he searched through the elixir books collected by his family, but could not find any relevant records about these three elixirs.
Fang Mu opened the two wooden boxes and saw that each contained a black grass about a foot long. The leaves were linear and hairless on both sides.
He picked up a piece of black grass and looked through it, his eyes showing joy.
Fang Mu looked at Wang Changsheng with fiery eyes and said, "Do you still have Xuanyin Grass with you? The price is easy to tell."
"No more, just two. I only got these two Xuanyin grass by chance."
"Xuanyin grass can only be found in places with strong yin energy. In addition to these two Xuanyin grasses, do you have any other yin-attribute elixirs? Materials for refining weapons are also fine."
Wang Changsheng shook his head. He was very satisfied to be able to exchange for 600 kilograms of Wuyin Cold Water.
He still has a lot of yin-type weapon-refining materials on him, but if he keeps his wealth to himself, if he takes out too many materials, he will inevitably be remembered.
"I do have two yin beads, and I want to exchange them for the bundle of cyan silk and the piece of green gold spiritual wood."
Wang Ruyan took two steps forward, took out two wooden boxes and handed them to Fang Mu.
Fang Mu opened it and saw two egg-sized black beads inside. There was a hint of joy in his eyes as he asked, "Fairy, do you have any Yin-type materials on your body? Are there any materials for refining weapons?" OK."
Wang Ruyan shook his head, "No more, just two Yin beads."
Fang Mu was a little disappointed and turned to look at the others.
The materials brought out by others were not to Fang Mu's liking, and there were only a handful of monks who could exchange them with him.
"Fang lives in the Juxian Inn. If anyone has Yin-type elixirs or materials for refining weapons, you can come to the Juxian Inn to find me. The reward will definitely not disappoint you."
Fang Mu glanced at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan meaningfully, put away the materials and left.
After Fang Mu left, Wang Ruyan stepped forward and took out a cyan wooden box, a blue porcelain bottle, and a yellow animal skin three feet long and two feet wide.
"The wooden box is filled with iron sand, which is a second-order middle-grade earth-attribute material. The porcelain bottle is filled with the blood essence of the second-order middle-grade monster rat wolf beast. Whether it is refining weapons, alchemy, or making talismans. It’s a good material, that piece is the skin of a second-level mid-level rat wolf beast, which can be exchanged for more than three hundred years of spiritual wood or second-level silk, or a second-level fire attribute demon elixir.”
Zhao Ji took out a second-grade medium-grade fire attribute demon pill and exchanged it for the three materials Wang Ruyan took out.
It was Wang Changsheng's turn. Wang Changsheng took out two blue flying swords and said, "These two flying swords are exchanged for water attribute weapon refining materials."
These two flying swords were obtained by Wang Changsheng when he killed a Foundation-Building monk. They were of shady origin and it was not easy for him to use them in front of others. If they were recognized by others, it would be troublesome.
Fang Zixu exchanged a box of blue moon sand and three pieces of cold iron stone for these two flying swords.
After the exchange meeting, Wang Changfeng asked Wang Changxing to serve the food, and everyone chatted while eating.
After more than an hour, the dinner ended and everyone left one after another and went back to their homes.
Returning to his residence, Wang Changsheng couldn't wait to take out the black gourd filled with black yin cold water, hit a magic formula on it, and a large piece of cold black liquid flew out from it.
The black body exuded bursts of biting chill, and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.
Wang Changsheng stretched out a finger, which was stained with some black substance, and a thin layer of ice appeared on the surface of the finger.
"Yes, with these six hundred kilograms of Wuyin Cold Water, I will be able to advance to the fourth level of foundation building in less than three years."
Wang Changsheng said to himself, his face full of joy.
"Kuiyuan Zhensha" is a sect's sect-suppressing technique. It has enough spiritual aids, and Kuiyuan Zhensha is slowly improving his physique. Wang Changsheng believes that his cultivation speed will not be slower than that of a dual spiritual root monk.
He was a little curious about Fang Mu's background and how he could produce so much Wuyin Hanshui.
Fang Mu was on the fifth floor of the foundation building at a young age, and he quickly recognized two black grasses and could tell the growth environment of Xuanyin grass. In addition, he was carrying a coffin and the skull pattern on his clothes.
Wang Changsheng guessed that Fang Mu should be a disciple of the Demonic Sect, and he was also an elite disciple.
Hearing that demonic monks like to kill people and seize treasures, Wang Changsheng thought it would be better to stay away from Fang Mu.
He pinched the magic technique, and the cold black water rushed towards him.
At the same time, his body surface lit up with a dazzling blue light.
As soon as Wuyin cold water entered his body, a biting chill hit him, and Wang Changsheng couldn't help but shudder.
Half a month passed quickly.
On the day of the auction, there was a long queue at the door of the Baibao Building where the auction was held.
If you want to participate in this auction, you must pay an entrance fee of one hundred spiritual stones.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Changfeng arrived at the Baibao Building early, paid the admission fee, received two auction tokens, and successfully entered the Baibao Building.
The Baibao Building has three floors. The hall has been cleared and a circular high platform has been erected. On the high platform is a blue wooden chair. Around the circular high platform, there are hundreds of green wooden chairs, most of which are occupied by people.
Wang Changsheng held a cyan token worth two hundred and twenty-seven, and Wang Changfeng held a cyan token worth two hundred and twenty-eight.
Immortal cultivators entered the Baibao Tower one after another, and the number of immortal cultivators at the venue gradually increased.
"Ninth brother, look at the second floor, your Fairy Wang."
Wang Changsheng heard Wang Changfeng's message and looked up, only to see Wang Ruyan appearing on the second floor.
There were several Wang family monks beside Wang Ruyan, and the one walking at the front was a middle-aged man with a red face and a majestic face.
The middle-aged man was wearing a purple python robe, and he was clearly a monk in the alchemy stage.
There is only one Danjie monk in the Wang family, and needless to say, the middle-aged man is Wang Huashan.
"Wang Huashan! He actually came in person."
"Hey, Ninth Brother, I wonder if your father-in-law is here?"
Wang Changfeng chuckled and Chuanyin joked.
"Brother, don't talk nonsense, you haven't even figured out your horoscope yet!"
Wang Changsheng smiled bitterly.
Wang Changfeng chuckled lightly and said through the message: "It all depends on people. Didn't you investigate it clearly? Fairy Wang has no engagement. The male is expected to get married and the female is expected to be married. I think you two look very good as husband and wife. If you add three drops of water to Wang, you will be Wang." , Ninth Brother, you practice water-attribute skills, it is destined by fate!"
"Forehead… "
"Ninth brother, my fair lady, you have to seize the opportunity! Cultivation of immortality does not require you to be alone. With two monks to support each other, the path to immortality is easier. If my second sister hadn't disappeared, I should also have a family. Well, before my mother passed away, she was still thinking about my marriage. When my uncle and aunt were old, they had long wanted to have grandchildren. I don’t need to tell you, you should also know this! You are a man! You If you don’t take the initiative, do you want Fairy Wang to take the initiative?”
Wang Changfeng persuaded him earnestly.
Wang Changsheng nodded thoughtfully: "Brother, what you said makes sense. If I have the chance, I will visit Fairy Wang again to improve our understanding. You are right, Wang plus three drops of water will become Wang. Maybe our fate is It’s ordained by God.”
After a cup of tea, with three heavy bells ringing, the door of Baibao Tower was closed.
A tall, thin old man in white robe strode onto the circular platform. He had the cultivation level of seven levels of foundation building.
He cupped his hands to the monks present and said with a smile: "Welcome all fellow Taoists to participate in this auction. My old man, Du Zhanyuan, is responsible for hosting this auction. The one with the highest price will win. If you don't have enough spiritual stones, you can use treasures as collateral, or you can Live auction, without further ado, let’s start the auction now.”