Chapter 120: Healing the Body of Dragon Roar (1015 please subscribe!)
Zhong Lingdao, the leader of Yellow Maple Valley, quoted a price that most alchemy monks could not accept.
"One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!"
"So expensive?" Ye Changsheng exclaimed.
Zhong Lingdao gave a bitter smile and said helplessly: "Otherwise? Junior Brother Ye, what do you think this Magic God Sand you are asking for is? This is the main material for refining a certain legendary spiritual treasure: the Fantasy God Mirror!
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"But this is just one..."
"One grain is very precious. In our entire Tiannan region, this may be the only one!"
Although he had already expected the price of Huan Shen Sand, Ye Changsheng was still a little surprised when the price came out.
"Even if a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage obtains this material, it will still be treated as a precious collection!"
"Junior Brother Ye, I really don't understand, what do you want this material for?" Headmaster Zhong shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face.
In his opinion, Ye Changsheng should put more energy and spiritual stones into things that can help form pills.
Rather than such a material.
"That's all, 150,000 will be 150,000. I happened to have collected 150,000 spirit stones recently!" Ye Changsheng took out a storage bag with a bitter expression on his face.
"Now, all my wealth has been wiped out!" He shook his head helplessly and handed the storage bag to Mr. Zhong with a look of regret on his face.
"I heard that Junior Brother Ye got a lot of spiritual stones after killing the two demonic teams, but I didn't expect that there would be so many?!" A look of shock appeared on Master Zhong's face.
"Haha, those two magic teams carried one hundred thousand spirit stones with them, and I basically got them all!"
"After that, I also got nearly 50,000 spirit stones from the storage bag of Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"
Ye Changsheng gave a reasonable explanation for the origin of his spiritual stones.
Otherwise, it would be a bit excessive for a foundation-building disciple to come up with 150,000 spirit stones.
This explanation is barely reasonable.
After all, one hundred thousand spirit stones were plundered from the storage bags of the two magic teams, and everyone present knew this.
I think that when I came to the Alliance of Seven Sects, I had a rough idea of the amount of spiritual stones.
The other 50,000 spirit stones were pushed onto Wang Chan, and no one else could say anything.
After all, this is the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and he carries tens of thousands of spirit stones, so it seems reasonable.
Hearing Ye Changsheng's explanation, Master Zhong nodded his head clearly, and said meaningfully: "Junior brother Ye, you have been a bit eye-catching recently. It's best to avoid the limelight!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for reminding me, I know this!" Ye Changsheng said, cupping his hands.
After spending 150,000 spirit stones to buy Huan Shen Sand and killing the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Ye Changsheng's situation has become very dangerous.
However, he had already thought of these before he agreed to kill Wang Chan.
Illusion God Sand had to be obtained, so he had no choice.
Wealth and honor are obtained through risk. If you don't even dare to take this risk, how can you talk about pursuing the road to immortality?
If there is really any danger, at worst, just pat your butt and leave Tiannan!
After leaving the Yellow Maple Valley meeting hall, Ye Changsheng sent a transmission note to Senior Sister Chen, informing him of the recent situation.
Then, he did not go to see Senior Sister Chen, but went directly back to his cave, cleaned up, and fled.
Ye Changsheng is missing!
After leaving Yellow Maple Valley, he disappeared.
Originally there were some people secretly monitoring him outside Yellow Maple Valley.
However, the cultivation level of those people is generally not very high.
They failed to follow Ye Changsheng and were thrown away by him, and then they completely lost track of him.
Stepping on the flying spirit shuttle, Ye Changsheng flew with all his strength, very fast, no less than a pill-forming monk.
"In the Yue Kingdom, it should be difficult to encounter pill-forming people from the Demonic Path. Therefore, even if the Ghost Spirit Sect wants to monitor me, they will at most send some foundation-building disciples!"
"But it's impossible for these people to catch me!"
"When I enter the later stage of foundation building, I won't be afraid of ordinary pill formation!"
"Even if you encounter the mid-to-late stage of Dan Formation, even if you can't defeat it, you won't have a big problem in escaping. As long as you are not a Nascent Soul cultivator, everything will be easy!"
"A sect like the Ghost Spirit Sect shouldn't dare to offend the old demon Hehuan. It's not worth offending the number one person in the devil's path just for Wang Chan! Therefore, the probability of their Nascent Soul monks taking action is very low!"
"Even if Wang Chan's father loses his mind and wants to take action by force, now that there are many Nascent Souls of the Nine Kingdoms gathered in Yue Kingdom, it will not be that easy for him to sneak in secretly!"
"All in all, I will be relatively safe until the war ends. Only when the war ends and the ban on the Nascent Soul cultivators is lifted, will I be in danger!"
"Not only the Nascent Soul on the demonic side wants to take action against me, but maybe even my own allies have people who want to kill me!"
"After all, I have Illusion God Sand worth 150,000 spiritual stones, which even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be tempted by!"
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Flying in the air, Ye Changsheng thought of a lot.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful to the old demon Hehuan for proposing a ban on the Nascent Soul monk not to do anything.
This is undoubtedly a kind of protection for low-level monks like him.
Galloping all the way, Ye Changsheng entered the territory of Yuanwu Kingdom.
He quietly came to a hill outside Tianxing Zongfang City.
The transmission note flew in.
After a while, Xin Ruyin opened the formation restriction with a gentle smile and let him fly in.
"Ruyin, how did you go with the exercises I taught you last time?" Ye Changsheng asked with an ambiguous smile on his face.
"Brother Ye, I..." Xin Ruyin blushed with embarrassment, her eyes flickered, and she did not dare to look directly at him.
"whee!"
Xiaomei on the side made a sound of laughter. She rolled her eyes with a cunning look in her eyes and said:
"Mr. Ye, you don't know that since you left last time, Miss has read that exercise every day and is looking forward to your coming back every day!"
"Xiaomei, what are you talking about, you crazy girl?!" Xin Ruyin stamped her feet, a charming blush appearing on her face as white as jade.
Walking up to her, Ye Changsheng grabbed her hand, lowered his head, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Ruyin, are you willing?"
Raising her head, her eyes were as full as water, and she glanced at him shyly. Xin Ruyin turned her eyes sideways, as if she didn't dare to look directly:
"Please...please Brother Ye...have mercy!"
Xin Ru's voice was as loud as a mosquito's, and even her long, snow-white neck was glowing with red clouds.
Even as smart and generous as she is, she cannot remain calm at such a moment.
With one hand around her waist, he pulled her close, and with the other hand on the back of her head, Ye Changsheng raised Xin Ruyin's head, and slowly lowered his head in her shy eyes.