"Even if you attend a trade fair, you will encounter such trouble. It seems that you should stay calm for the next few days and continue to stay at the inn." Yuan Ming quickly left the Fairyland and disappeared into the crowd of people on the street.
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Yuan Ming did not go back to the previous inn but simply changed to another one. After skillfully placing restrictions in the room, he immediately got into the Shura Palace and started processing the crystal stones.
The shell of the crystal is very hard, and Yuan Ming is extremely careful when cutting it, for fear that if he cuts too much, the fire elemental stone inside will be damaged.
It took half a day of hard work before Yuan Ming succeeded in grinding open the spar shell bit by bit, revealing the flaming red pebble hidden inside.
From the outside, except for the color, the rest of the round stone is no different from an ordinary stone. However, when Yuan Ming held it, his whole body instantly became extremely hot, and the energy and blood in his body seemed to be burned.
It got boiling.
In just a moment, the surrounding air was ignited by the high temperature emanating from his body, evaporating a large amount of water vapor and white mist.
"The power of fire is so powerful. If it is refined into a spiritual treasure, I'm afraid even the monks in the late stage of returning to the void may not be able to stop it." Yuan Ming said secretly.
The next moment, the Heaven Stealing Cauldron suddenly came out, and a ray of light flew out from it, taking in the Fire Elemental Stone and embedding it into the altar formation.
A red halo suddenly lit up on the magic circle, quickly spreading to the surroundings and blending into the void.
Yuan Ming immediately tried to investigate and found that the seal of the Tiantian Cauldron space was further loosened, and the space channel that could be opened each time expanded again, to the extent that he could enter and exit at will.
Yuan Ming showed a look of joy, the Tiantian Cauldron finally regained some of its function.
It seems that as long as a few other spiritual materials are found, the magical power of the Tiantian Cauldron can be restored.
At this moment, the joy in his heart quickly faded, and he raised his eyes to look outside.
The ban he placed in the inn room was touched, and someone seemed to come looking for it.
Yuan Ming decisively put away the Heaven-stealing Cauldron, left the Shura Palace, and returned to the room. He used his spiritual consciousness to explore the outside world, and found that the person who came to him was actually a strange male cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" Yuan Ming whispered for a moment, then opened the door and asked directly.
"Senior, my master said that he has found the whereabouts of many high-level spiritual trees. He would like to invite you to another room in the inn to discuss it in detail." When the man outside the house saw Yuan Ming, he did not dare to delay and directly told the matter.
Said it out.
"Who is your master?" Yuan Ming wondered.
"It's President Cao of the Qingbo Chamber of Commerce." The strange male cultivator immediately replied.
"Qingbo Chamber of Commerce..." Yuan Ming's expression changed.
He has heard the name of this chamber of commerce. It is a chamber of commerce on Dongji Island. It has business dealings with many islands. It is not weak and it is normal to have high-level spiritual trees.
"It turns out to be the Qingbo Chamber of Commerce. How did you know that Wan needed high-level spiritual wood?" Yuan Ming asked.
"The president of my family has been friends with Guanshi Liu of Wanhuo Xianxing for many years. I heard from Guanshi Liu the day before yesterday that Friend Wanhuo needs high-level spiritual wood, and there is a lot of it. Qingbo Chamber of Commerce happened to have collected a batch some time ago, so I wanted to work with him.
Fellow Daoist Wan makes this deal." said the strange male cultivator.
"I see. If that's the case, why don't you go to the Qingbo Chamber of Commerce to have a secret discussion?" Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.
"My master said that the origin of that batch of spiritual trees is a bit troublesome and cannot be discussed in the chamber of commerce." The strange male cultivator's expression remained unchanged and he answered fluently.
When Yuan Ming heard this, he stared into the eyes of the Nascent Soul monk in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
"In that case, please lead the way." Yuan Ming retracted his gaze and said.
The strange male cultivator took a deep breath in his heart and quickly turned around to lead the way.
Not long after, the two came to a room on the fourth floor of the inn.
"My fellow Taoists, please." The strange male cultivator did not enter the door, but made a respectful gesture at the door.
Yuan Ming didn't hesitate, opened the door and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a screen with a cloud-patterned white crane carved in front of him, and beside the screen, two iron tower-like strong men stood with their hands tied, one on the left and one on the right.
Later cultivation.
"Young Master is waiting for you." The strong man on the left had an expressionless face and a contemptuous tone, motioning Yuan Ming to go around the screen to meet the real master.
Yuan Ming frowned slightly, ignored the two strong men, walked around the screen, and a more open hall appeared in front.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Wan, you are alright." Nan Shangfeng was lying on a large brocade bed, with a pretty female cultivator pillowing behind him.
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Beside him, two female nuns wearing only light veils sat, one holding a wine cup and the other holding a fruit plate, serving Nan Shangfeng with slightly red cheeks.
One of the stunning women in a pink skirt was the one who asked for Hong Can Jing at the trade fair.
"Mr. Nan wants to invite me over, why bother beating around the bush, just say it straight away." Yuan Ming showed no surprise on his face as he walked over and sat down opposite Nan Shangfeng.
"Oh, you guessed it was me?" Nan Shangfeng showed an interested look on his face.
"Wan came to Dongji Island for the first time, and he didn't have any grudges with anyone else. Except for you, I don't think anyone else would deliberately try to lure me here." Yuan Ming said calmly.
"Since you guessed it was me, how dare you come here?" Nan Shangfeng sat up straight.
"Master Nan has already found the inn, what difference does it make if I come or not?" Yuan Ming chuckled and asked.
"Yes, it seems that you are not only smart, but also very self-aware. I really appreciate you. It's just that you made a hasty judgment this time. Whether you come here or not, the difference is still very big." Nan Shangfeng laughed.
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Yuan Ming felt disgusted when he saw Nan Shangfeng's stern expression and his always condescending attitude. He didn't bother to think about the meaning of his words and said calmly: "Wan is already here. Mr. Nan, just say what you want."
"For Tong Xin's sake, I don't have to worry about the offense you caused at the trade fair. The person's excuse for inviting you just now was not a lie. There is indeed a business to do with you." Nan Shangfeng closed up.
He said with a faint smile and raised his hand to clap.
The female cultivator holding the wine cup beside her immediately stood up, took out three wooden boxes from the storage ring and showed them to Yuan Ming.
Inside the first wooden box is a piece of blue spiritual wood several feet long. Spiritual patterns like fish scales appear on the surface, emitting astonishing fluctuations in spiritual power.
Level five spiritual material, blue scale black wood.
Inside the second wooden box is also a piece of level five spiritual wood, Tiegang wood.
Inside the third wooden box was a piece of withered yellow bamboo. It had no spiritual power at all, just like an ordinary dead bamboo. The only thing that was special was that there were many brown spots on the surface of the bamboo, like tears.
"This is the sixth-level spiritual material Tear Bamboo! Unfortunately, it has withered and its value has been greatly reduced." Yuan Ming's eyes fell on the third wooden box, his eyes flashing.
"Mr. Nan, please give me a price. How many spiritual stones do you want for these three high-level spiritual trees?" He quickly raised his head and said.
"What a joke! What I lack the most is spirit stones. These three pieces of spirit wood are not sold to you in exchange for the red crystals you bought earlier. This price should be generous enough, right?" Nan Shangfeng leaned back again.
On the big bed, he stated his request.
"The price of these three pieces of high-grade spiritual wood is many times higher than that of the red crystal. What is your goal in doing this?" Yuan Ming was silent for a moment and asked.
If it hadn't been for the reminder from time to time, he wouldn't have been able to tell that there was a Fire Yuan Stone hidden in the spar. Nan Shangfeng's cultivation level was lower than his own, so he probably wouldn't have been able to tell why he was obsessed with this spar.
"Of course the beauty who is attracted to me smiled. I don't have much ambition in this life. I just want to recruit a harem and collect all the beauties in the world. If they want something, I will definitely help them get it." Nan Shangfeng laughed.
He hugged the woman in pink skirt next to him, and his hands began to roam around her body without any scruples.
Yuan Ming looked at Nan Shangfeng in front of him, as if confirming the authenticity of his words, and then shook his head and said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint Mr. Nan. Wan said at the trade fair that I have great use for that spar, no matter what
No matter how high the price is, I won’t sell it.”
"I have already given you face, and it seems that you have made up your mind to lose my face." Nan Shangfeng's face turned cold.
"It's not that I don't want to, but I really can't." Yuan Ming sighed softly and shook his head.
In order to take out the Fiery Yuan Stone, the red crystal outside had been completely destroyed by him. Even if he wanted to give it to Nan Shangfeng, he couldn't do it now.
However, when the light in front dimmed, two strong men standing guard in front of the screen came around.
"Keep your things, don't toast and you'll be fined with wine!" the big man on the left said in a dull voice.
"This is Dongji Island. The Wanbao auction is about to begin. Dongji Palace strictly orders all fights. Is Mr. Nan going to commit a crime knowingly?" Yuan Ming looked at Nan Shangfeng.
"It's just Dongji Palace, but I, the Daluo sect, don't take it seriously, and it's very simple to prevent the outside world from noticing the fighting here." Nan Shangfeng raised his hand and pinched a magic spell.
The walls around the entire room suddenly glowed with light and quickly became thicker, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.
But in the blink of an eye, everyone present arrived at a spacious white jade hall.
Yuan Ming looked around and suddenly remembered what Nan Shangfeng had just said, "It makes a big difference whether you come here or not." A smile couldn't help but flash across his lips.
This inn room is probably transformed into this white jade palace. Stepping into this room is equivalent to entering this palace.
"This is my master's Kongyu Palace. What do fellow Taoists think? Even if we fight here, the outside world won't notice anything." Nan Shangfeng asked with a smile.
"What a wonderful treasure. It can be integrated with the void, making it invisible to anyone. Could it be that this is a space spiritual treasure?" Yuan Ming looked away and asked, his expression still showing no trace of panic.
"No one has ever told you that your pretending to be calm is very annoying!" An angry look suddenly appeared on Nan Shangfeng's face. He waved his sleeves and a ray of blue light shot out, stabbing Yuan Ming's throat.
Seeing this, several women around him hurriedly flew to distant places to seek refuge.
Yuan Ming raised his right hand, and his two fingers turned into pitch black immortal trees, clamping the green light with a "clang" sound.
The blue light revealed its true form, but it was a strange blue sword with a curved blade and a shape like a spiritual snake.
The sword buzzed, twisting its body and trying to pierce Yuan Ming's finger, but it could not advance even half an inch.
"No wonder you dare to come to the door without fear. You have indeed hidden your strength, but you are just being smart!" Nan Shangfeng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly made seals with his hands.
The sword light on the blue strange sword was strong, and a green python appeared on the sword, which was obviously the spirit of the weapon.
The power of the cyan sword surged, breaking free from Yuan Ming's fingers and stabbing his heart.
Nan Shangfeng's two strong guards also took out their spiritual treasures at this time. One of them held a pair of dragon-marked swords, and the other raised a long bloody spear, and attacked Yuan Ming one after another.