The night is deep, and the Youyun City is colorful and dreamlike.
In the center of the city, the Xuanji Dan Pavilion, which was originally quite ancient, turned out to be glittering and resplendent after nightfall.
The Dan Pavilion on the left is like the Medicine Pavilion on the right, with more than a hundred closed rooms set up side by side that can completely isolate the movement inside and outside. In front of each room, there was a long queue of people taking pictures. At night, the Xuanji Dan Pavilion seemed to become even more crowded with customers.
In a room to the right of the center of the Dan Pavilion, a young woman is sitting behind the counter. She has a beautiful face and picturesque eyebrows. Under a yellow dress, her body is graceful and graceful, with curves exposed and faintly flowing from her body. The aura that came out was extremely powerful.
If there are experts here, they can feel that she is a heavenly warrior.
"Crunch!"
The door opened, and a slender white-robed man with frosty eyebrows and bright hair came in. Although his face was young, he was obviously quite old, and he had an air of immortality about him. What is particularly strange is that the aura lingering around this person's body is extremely mysterious and makes people's hearts tremble.
The woman in the yellow dress felt awe-struck, and immediately judged that the old man in white robe must be a powerful person with unfathomable cultivation.
"Welcome to Xuanji Dan Pavilion, senior. I wonder what elixirs senior needs?"
The woman in the yellow dress stood up, bowed slightly, her smile remained the same, but her tone was a little more respectful. The clerks of Xuanji Dan Pavilion must not only be discerning, but also be versatile. Customers with such unpredictable abilities must be treated with caution and must not be neglected.
Of course, with the background of Xuanji Dan Pavilion, there is no need to be afraid of anyone, but to open a store, one must have a store-opening attitude.
"Little girl, there are several juniors in my family who need two 'Yang Soul Pills', three 'Shen Tong Pills', one 'Tianxin Baolu' and one 'Tianwei Powder'. How many Dzi beads are needed?"
The vigorous voice of the old man in white robes sounded immediately.
The woman in the yellow skirt smiled sweetly and said calmly: "Senior, the 'Yang Soul Pill' is worth 20,000 Dzi beads, two pills are 40,000; the 'Shen Tong Pill' is 40,000, and three pills are 12 Ten thousand; one share of 'Tianxin Baolu', sixty thousand Dzi beads; one share of 'Tianwei San', eighty thousand Dzi beads, a total of three hundred thousand Dzi beads."
After Zhujiazhen calculated the price, the woman in the yellow skirt asked again, "Senior, do you plan to pay with a bead card, or..."
"Little girl, how about I pay with this thing?"
As soon as the old man in white robe finished speaking, the woman in yellow skirt felt her vision filled with brilliant red light.
In the right hand of the old man in white robe opposite his back, there was actually a long fiery red knife. The knife was more than two meters long. It seemed to be carved from beautiful jade. It was crystal clear and as red as fire. Almost as soon as the long knife appeared, a terrifying aura filled the entire small room.
"Low-grade Taoist weapon!" The woman in the yellow skirt's expression changed slightly, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Little girl, I wonder if this low-grade Taoist artifact is worth 300,000 Dzi beads?" The old man in white robe smiled and put the long knife in his hand on the counter.
"Buzz!"
The woman in the yellow skirt held the handle of the knife and sent a stream of heavenly energy into it. A clear and high-pitched trembling sound immediately echoed, as if it wanted to overturn the entire room. Then, an increasingly terrifying aura filled the air. At the same time, a blazing energy surged out of the knife.
Around the blade, ripples visible to the naked eye swept away in all directions.
"Senior, this is a first-class, low-grade Taoist weapon."
The look of surprise in the beautiful eyes of the woman in the yellow dress became even stronger.
After some attempts, she immediately confirmed the quality of this low-grade Taoist artifact. Her own laws of Tao are not consistent with this long sword, but even so, she can activate it to such an extent. If it falls into the hands of the right person, it will definitely be able to exert even more powerful power.
"In our Xuanji Dan Pavilion, an ordinary low-grade Taoist weapon is worth 150,000 Dzi beads, a medium-low-grade Taoist weapon is worth 200,000 Dzi beads, and a low-grade and high-grade Taoist weapon is worth 300,000 Dzi beads. Senior is sure Do you want to use it in exchange for elixirs? If you put it up for auction, you should be able to get a higher price."
The woman in the yellow dress calmed down and spoke slowly. She explains the situation clearly first to avoid the customer suddenly regretting it after the transaction is concluded.
"Of course I know."
The white-robed old man smiled and said, "It's just a low-grade Taoist artifact. I'm too lazy to go to the auction house to deal with it. Little girl, since it's worth 300,000 Dzi beads in the Xuanji Dan Pavilion, let's exchange it for it."
"OK!"
The woman in the yellow dress nodded, with a slight smile on her pretty face. She immediately raised her fingers and started writing directly on the smooth mirror-like counter surface. The red characters then flashed across the table.
What she wrote was exactly the various elixirs that the old man in white robe needed.
"Senior, please wait a moment. The elixir you want will be delivered soon." After finishing writing, the woman in yellow skirt looked at the old man in white robe and said with a smile, but she was even more curious about the origin of the old man in white robe. The superior and low-grade Taoist artifacts are regarded as nothing, and their origins must be quite extraordinary.
"Crack!"
After about four or five breaths, a crisp sound came from the wall behind the woman in the yellow dress. Turning back and pressing the wall lightly, a secret compartment was opened. There was a small tray inside, with four crystal-clear jade bottles placed on it, all as big as a baby's fist.
Each medicine bottle has a label with the words "Yanghun Pill", "Shentong Pill" and so on.
"Senior, here is the elixir you want." The woman in the yellow skirt took out the tray and placed it on the counter. "Senior, you can open it and check it out."
"No need, I believe in the credibility of Xuanji Dan Pavilion."
The old man in white robe laughed and said, "Little girl, it's a pleasure to work with you. I'm taking my leave!" He flicked his sleeves and put the four medicine bottles into his sleeves.
"Senior, walk slowly!"
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Under the slightly respectful gaze of the woman in the yellow skirt, the old man in white robe opened the door, strode away, and then quickly left the Xuanji Dan Pavilion.
On the street outside Dan Pavilion, monks were constantly coming and going, and it was very lively.
The white-robed old man's long sleeves fluttered and he soon merged into the crowd. After walking forward for a while, he turned into a secluded path with few people, then quietly climbed over the wall and entered a courtyard on the roadside. In that courtyard, there was a man and a woman waiting there, it was Tie Kuo and He Yutong.
"Brother Tang Huan, how is the situation?"
Seeing the old man in white robe appear, Tie Kuo couldn't help but look happy and lowered his voice.
"It's done."
The old man in white robe nodded with a smile on his face. Immediately, a strange change occurred on his body. His snow-white eyebrows turned into jet black at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and his facial features were also sharply distorted. After a moment, a picture appeared. A new handsome face was revealed.
This person is naturally Tang Huan.
Tang Huan can easily change the color of his eyebrows and hair by controlling his vitality, and changing his face is also easy for heavenly beings. The most important thing is that when Tang Huan entered the Xuanji Dan Pavilion, he activated the power of the God-Forging Divine Crystal and made it appear faintly, making people feel that he was very powerful, but they could not tell his depth.
Such an image of a senior master can be said to have been transformed without any trace of it.
Hearing Tang Huan's answer, Tie Kuo and He Yutong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, He Yutong presented the black robe that he had prepared long ago and turned his back to Tie Kuo. With a flash of Dao fire, Tang Huan's white robe turned into powder, and then she put on the black robe... (To be continued)