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One hundred and thirteen chapters alone

It was only 18 days outside the secret realm, but a full six months had passed in the secret realm of trial.

In order to find spiritual herbs, to entangle with monsters, and to get rid of the battle between monks, almost every monk who entered the second level of the secret realm chose to come to the trading mountain.

Here, they can replenish elixirs, talismans, or replace armor and magic tools.

Of course, their ultimate goal is to collect a certain number of special varieties of spiritual herbs.

Therefore, according to the different types of spiritual herbs required by each sect to pick, many monks are bartering at the trading mountain.

As a result, as time goes by, free trading above the trading peaks becomes more and more lively.

After Lin Jiutian was so surprised that his chin was almost falling off, he began to wander around the crowded trading mountain.

The nine-yuan ten thousand sketches record countless spiritual herbs, but there are no pill recipes for increasing the foundation-building cultivation after building the foundation. Of course, there is no pill recipe for the God Transformation Pill.

However, this does not prevent Lin Jiutian from collecting spiritual herbs. Guess you all know that as long as it is recorded in the Wanshu drawing, it will definitely be useful.

So, Lin Jiutian decided not to give up and plant a spiritual herb that his own tripod space did not have.

From the masked people, the storage bags of Huamao Ni, the rising sun, Lin Jiutian not only obtained the ten precious spiritual herbs, but also harvested countless monster materials and tens of millions of spiritual stones.

Not to mention You Maoni and Xuri Qiankun, there are only ten masked people. God knows how many good things these guys have done. I guess the monks they met will have to take off their nine layers of skin even if they don’t die.

In the secret realm, spirit stones are not very useful, and at most they can only be used for cultivation.

Because of the tradition, bartering on the trading peaks.

However, Lin Jiutian only complains that there are few spirit stones and not many spirit stones, because Lin Jiutian has begun to ripen rapidly in the spirit grass used to refine foundation-building pills.

Perhaps these spiritual herbs that have been ripened can also be used for other spiritual herbs that are useful to him.

"How do you change this soft branch lavender? Do you want spiritual herbs or monster materials? I want it."

Lin Jiutian came to the stall of a monk in the early stage of foundation building and asked in an arrogant tone. He had no intention of allowing others to refuse.

The defensive robe he wore was unique to the foundation-building disciples of Helan Sect, which suddenly calmed down the face of the monk who was angry and closed his open mouth.

As for the spiritual herbs in his hand, they were respectfully presented to Lin Jiutian.

"This spiritual herb can refine the spiritual herbs that can improve the foundation-building cultivation. It is still in its early 200 years. If you want it, take it and just give it a main spiritual herb that can refine the foundation-building pill. This is a sect mission, so please ask Mr. Haihan."

The monk in the early stage of foundation building was timid and afraid of angering Lin Jiutian.

Lin Jiutian was unscrupulous and took the spiritual herb directly from the early stage of foundation building cultivator, and then put it into his own storage bag under the depressed gaze of the foundation building cultivator.

"Oh, there is no problem in refining the spiritual herbs of the Foundation Building Pill. Anyway, I have it, and it will be useless if I have too many. How about this 250-year-old pine tree?"

Lin Jiutian felt so distressed, but he still pretended to be indifferent. He imitated the arrogant look of Qiankun, and was very generous. Anyway, the young branches of the pine trees had already begun to sprout and were ripening desperately.

"Ah, ah, thank you, thank you, young master. I still have a cloud-gathering flower here, but it's only a hundred years old, so it's useless for me to keep it. If the young master likes it, then give it a little."

The monk in the early stage of foundation building who was still frowning just now, when he saw Lin Jiutian so generous, he couldn't help but feel full of joy and full of spring breeze.

"Closing clouds and gathering qi flowers? Refining the spiritual herbs of the foundation-building pill? Oh, it's useless? But I can get back to the spiritual herb garden of Helan Sect. If I can cultivate it, it can be exchanged for a lot of contributions from the sect. I just don't know how you preserved it?"

Lin Jiutian pretended to be hesitant.

"It's well preserved. Just give me some. Haha, my husband is so handsome."

The monk in the early stage of foundation building smiled charmingly.

"Forget it, I see you so respectful, I will want it. Then I will give you a complete corpse of a monster. I think you are the double spiritual roots of water and soil. Well, this black turtle at the peak of the early stage of foundation building is very suitable for you. You can refine a good defensive armor."

Lin Jiutian controlled the excitement in his heart and threw the black turtle's body over.

Lin Jiutian himself took the clouds and flowers that were happily presented by the monks in the early stage of foundation building and calmly put into the storage bag.

At this moment, all the monks who set up stalls and kept shouting were envious and everyone was open their eyes wide, and all of them shining.

Lin Jiutian's actions that even though he didn't even look at it made all the monks around him excited. It was obvious that Lin Jiutian became the very generous young master in their minds.

"Young Master, do I want a gorgeous flower?"

"Young Master, I have a flower that looks up at noon."

"Young Master..."

“…”

"Young Master, I have three hundred years of dragon scale grass."

When Lin Jiutian turned around and continued to go to the stall next to him, almost all the monks who set up the stalls shouted.

"Oh, then that's the case. I'll set up a stall here. If you have any good spiritual herbs, then take them over. Anyway, I'm also replacing them for the sect, and I will never treat you badly."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiutian, who was smiling, threw another corpse of a monster from the early stage of the earth-type foundation building to the original monk from the early stage of the foundation building.

Lin Jiutian's generous actions caused all the stall monks to go crazy.

Looking at the excited monks, Lin Jiutian felt that it was constantly blooming. He would be as happy as he would be.

In this secret realm, it is actually quite difficult to pick spiritual herbs.

However, the famous saying in ancient times is the one who has wealth and power. This sentence has its own truth to be passed down to this day.

What's more, such an old man was extremely generous, so he wanted to exchange the spiritual herbs he had worked hard to pick for satisfactory items, one by one, and they all automatically reported their spiritual herb names. None of them was willing to fall behind.

"Three hundred years of water heart grass, exchange..."

"Fifty Years of Phoenix Flower"

“…”

"One Hundred and Fifty Years of Ice Flower"

One breath is quick, and one stick of incense is even faster.

Lin Jiutian kept trading various spiritual herbs sent by the monks themselves, and his mood became more and more pleasant.

"This, young master, I have a lovesick milk fern that is only thirty years old. I wonder if it can be exchanged for the corpse of a fire-type red earth tiger that is at the peak of the early stage of foundation building?"

A monk who had just entered the early stage of foundation building asked with a flushed face and a weak tone.

"How can you, a kid, get rid of the thirty years of lovesick milk fern? Why don't you keep it and let it continue to grow? Isn't this shameless?"

The group of monks next to them all cursed with emotion.

"Oh, it's only thirty years old? This is really useless, but depending on your sincere appearance, then okay, this fire-type red earth tiger will be given to you."

Lin Jiutian also imitated the group of monks next to him, shook his head and sighed, and then generously threw out the demon tiger's corpse.

"Ah, young master, I have forty years..."

"Young Master, I have been there for twenty years..."

A group of monks shouted even more happily. Unexpectedly, they were actually too much more than the other. They were shameless, but they were just shameless.

A whole stick of incense passed again, and Lin Jiutian smiled and collected the spiritual herbs of various years.

There are indeed many varieties of spiritual herbs in the second secret realm, and because of the different visions of foundation-building monks and Qi training monks.

Almost all the monks who requested to replace the spiritual herbs and monster materials took out all the spiritual herbs that were above the foundation building pill. Although the years of the spiritual herbs are somewhat different, the value of the spiritual herbs is indeed good.

Another full stick of incense went there.

Luo Luo, the female Tyrannosaurus and the original shopkeeper were staring at the scene that happened on Lin Jiutian with a depressed look on his face.

I just saw a ghost, but I never thought that I could see a crazy rich ghost.

"Don't be met by me in a place with few people, otherwise my shopkeeper will not be able to control himself. If you don't tell me that you have robbed, will I still have the face to meet people in the future?"

The shopkeeper Yuan was stunned, with a large area of ​​saliva on the corner of his mouth wet, but he didn't know at all.

What made people even more speechless was that the saliva was still flowing down his chest.

Stream flow.

Then Luo Luo and the female Tyrannosaurus turned their heads speechlessly and stopped ten feet away from the original shopkeeper.

It seems that the original shopkeeper's pants were actually wet, which was ashamed.

However, Lin Jiutian had no time to appreciate it because his heart was already surging. Just now, he actually harvested a crimson sleeping leaf lotus that was only ten years old, and this crimson sleeping leaf lotus is the main spirit herb that refines the foundation-building pill.

With this spiritual herb, that is, it is not far from collecting all the spiritual herbs needed to refine the foundation-building pill.

Lin Jiutian had already sprinkled countless spiritual stone powders to ripen for the twenty-four kinds of spiritual herbs needed to refine the foundation-building pill and eight auxiliary spirit herbs. Before entering the trading mountain, Lin Jiutian had already sprinkled countless spiritual stone powders to ripen. Across the sixteen main spirit herbs, the four remaining main spirit herbs have also collected three of them in the past hour, and the only one left is the last one, that is, the twin heavy lotus.

Lin Jiutian thought happily, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and his hands became more and more generous. The bones of countless monsters kept flying out of the storage bag.

suddenly.

"Young Master, please help me, can you help me?"

A terrified and anxious voice suddenly emerged from the group of monks.

ps: It’s so sad, I won’t say it anymore, just write well, please see the brothers and sisters of Jiutianshu and help me collect it. Thank you.

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