Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight Yuanying exchange meeting
Youdu occupies an extremely large area. Behind the towering city gates are row upon row of houses and long streets. Its structure is not like that of Xiuxian City, but rather like a mortal capital. In the center, there is a heavily fortified palace, which is magnificent and magnificent.
The pavilions and palaces are magnificent and solemn.
It is said that this is where the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor lives every day, and it is also where the concubine acceptance ceremony was held.
However, I heard that there is an underground city under Youdu, but only close relatives of the Ghost Emperor can enter it and it is not open to outsiders.
Since a forbidden air formation was set up in the city, Liu Qinghuan and his three men walked in slowly and successfully entered the city gate. He looked up and saw the noisy carriages and horses and the bustle of people on the spacious streets. Sure enough,
Very lively.
Feng Xian stretched out his hand and waved, and a low-level monk immediately ran over: "Go, bring your car and bring a big one."
The low-level monk nodded and bowed in response, turned around and shouted to a few boys in the corner. Within a moment, a large car stopped in front of the three of them.
Liu Qinghuan found it interesting and looked at the five monsters pulling the cart. Each one was of the second level or above. Their appearance was somewhat similar to that of horses, but they were taller and taller.
The three of them sat on it, and the monster started running briskly, and the car was moving very smoothly.
Hearing that it was Liu Qinghuan's first time in Youdu, Feng Xian enthusiastically pointed to both sides of the street to introduce him, and then said: "Then let's go and rent a place first. Monks like me and others who have cultivated their level usually live in
Dongcheng.”
Wen Zhen reminded: "We came back a little late. Many Taoist friends must have arrived in Youdu recently. I'm afraid that good places to stay are gone. However, I have a small courtyard in the city. If you don't mind it, you can temporarily
Stay with me."
Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and found out that he was not used to living with others, so he had to politely refuse: "Thank you Taoist friend Wenzhen, but I don't want to bother you too much. I can just go rent a place. I've never been too concerned about where I live.
Be careful, just be quiet."
"That's okay." Wen Zhen didn't force it and just smiled: "My residence is close to the east of the Imperial City, not far from Brother Feng Xian's. After you find a place to live, we will visit again."
"sure."
Feng Xian was very happy after entering the city and said with a smile: "With so many Taoist friends here, it is a good time for exchanges. There will definitely be many gatherings. I just wonder if Taoist friend Qingmu is interested in attending?"
Liu Qinghuan looked happy and said, "That's really what I want. I just want to make friends."
The three of them walked as they talked, and soon arrived at the rental house Feng Xian had mentioned. The other two said goodbye to him, got in the car and left.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared around the corner of the street that Liu Qinghuan withdrew his gaze, smoothed out his slightly wrinkled clothes, and then walked into the door behind him.
As Wen Zhen expected, there are only about ten days left before the ceremony. Most of the rented courtyards in Dongcheng have been occupied by people coming from all directions. Even the better inns in the city are full. It can be said that in order to participate in this event
During this celebration, high-level monks from the entire Netherworld gathered in Nether City.
Fortunately, Liu Qinghuan really didn't care about these things, so he just found a small and remote courtyard.
After walking out of the rented apartment, Liu Qinghuan was not in a hurry to go back. He walked around the city first and then found a lively teahouse to sit down. He listened to the chatter of people around him and drank tea slowly.
The people in the market are the most well-informed, and the Ghost Emperor of Zhaoyang's acceptance of a concubine is the biggest event nowadays, so it is naturally the most talked about.
At the end of the day, Liu Qinghuan had almost explored the complicated relationships between the big forces such as Youdu, Senluo City, and Luofeng Mountain.
Hongshang, born in Senluo City, is one of the side concubines of the Ghost Emperor Luo Tu in Luofeng Mountain. She is in the late Yuanying stage. Her sister, Su Luo, is in the early Yuanying stage and will marry into Youdu in ten days.
When he returned to the small courtyard where he rented, he set up many magical formations, took out the Tainan Immortal Sword from the storage space, and immediately said: "Brother Jian, please hire someone else."
Tainan Immortal Sword lay on the table sluggishly. It took him a while to react, and he stood up the sword angrily.
Liu Qinghuan would not wait for it to come, and said loudly with a dissatisfied look on his face: "The ghost cultivator named Hongshang is only one step away from becoming a god. How can you kill a cultivator who has just given birth to a baby? I'm afraid I still have to kill him.
He was killed by her before he even took action! Don't force yourself on others, I can't kill you now, and I still want to return to Yunmengze with my life intact."
Unfortunately, Tainan Fairy Sword obviously didn't want to listen to his words, and it twisted desperately in his hand, trying to come out of the scabbard.
Liu Qinghuan held it down with all his strength, and said: "Tai, Tai, Tai, I want to discuss this with you. I'm not saying I won't kill him, but you have to give me time, at least let me upgrade my cultivation to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
That’s all.”
Yes, he needs time. If he runs to find Hongshang now, it is tantamount to committing suicide, and he is even less likely to do anything about this concubine ceremony.
Not to mention that his cultivation level is much higher than him, there are so many high-level monks in the ceremony, there may be several ghost emperors, and if he makes the slightest move, he may end up with his soul and spirit destroyed.
After some persuasion and explanation, Tainan Xianjian finally calmed down, and a trace of resentment called frustration seemed to float around him.
Liu Qinghuan could only comfort him and said: "So, we need to consider the matter of revenge for you in the long run. I am going to retreat for a period of time in a few days. In addition, I will also find a way to wash away your filth as soon as possible. You need to cooperate well."
He pondered while saying: "It would be great if we could find a lot of Wangyou Cold Water. The filth on your body is too heavy, and a little bit shouldn't have any effect. Unfortunately, I have only seen the kind of spiritual water in the Xibao Pond.
, I have never seen it anywhere else... Maybe we can find other spiritual objects with similar effects..."
In the next few days, Liu Qinghuan went to find Feng Xian and Wen Zhen, and participated in gatherings among high-level monks with them. In addition to drinking and socializing, these gatherings would occasionally include small private transactions.
When one has reached the level of Nascent Soul and above, the required materials, elixirs, items, etc. are not treasures of heaven and earth. They are rare and rare. It is basically impossible to buy them in outside shops. Last time he was able to
The reason why he bought the floating shuttle in the ancient tomb dungeon was because the other party asked for it, otherwise he might not have taken it out at all.
Therefore, after arriving at Yuanying, monks must either look for them all over the world on their own, or exchange them with others. Because only people with the same level of cultivation may have what a Yuanying monk needs.
Feng Xian suppressed his voice and said excitedly: "There are more than a dozen Taoist friends participating in the exchange meeting this time, which is considered a good scale. If it weren't for the incident of Emperor Zhaoyang taking a concubine, everyone gathered in Youdu, there wouldn't be so many people gathered together.
Where are the people."
Liu Qinghuan followed him into a small building and said, "Why didn't fellow Taoist Wen Zhen come today?"
"Brother Wenzhen went to recite poems and paint with some sour scholars today. Don't worry about him." Feng Xian replied smoothly. The two walked up the stairs and asked again: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, are you ready?"
Have you figured out what to exchange for?"
Liu Qinghuan nodded: "I just don't know what the regulations will be then."
"It's very simple, when the time comes..."
The two quickly went up to the third floor and saw that several people had already arrived, gathering in twos and threes in the spacious hall, chatting and laughing.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at them, and naturally he didn't recognize most of them. Everyone present was at Yuanying level or above, and two of them had even reached the late Yuanying stage.
Feng Xian walked towards one of the later monks with a smile on his face and said in a slightly louder voice: "Fellow Taoist Nangu, long time no see."
The man turned around, but it was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance. He smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Feng Xian, I thought I wouldn't see you this time. Why did you arrive at this time?"
Feng Xian said with a hearty smile: "I was studying swordsmanship at the Drunk Forgetting Sword Wall, and I forgot the time for a moment. I heard that you were going to organize an exchange meeting, how could I miss it, so naturally I rushed back quickly. By the way, let me introduce it to you.
Look, this is fellow Taoist Qingmu..."
Liu Qinghuan bowed his hand in a gentle and polite manner, and Nan Gu greeted him for a few words before going to greet the others.
After staying for a while, a few more people came one after another, and soon the hall became very lively.
Nan Gu clapped his hands outside the crowd, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "The time is up, and people have almost arrived. I would like to thank all the fellow Taoists for coming to this exchange meeting. I believe everyone can't wait, so now
let's start?"
Immediately, several people responded, and they all moved to the long table on one side of the hall to sit down.
Liu Qinghuan followed Feng Xian and sat in the fourth seat on the left, then heard Nan Gu laugh and say: "As usual, let me tell you the rules first. This exchange meeting is based on the principle of fairness and voluntariness. Everyone has one chance to speak.
If you have the opportunity, you need to prepare three or less things that our cultivation level can use, such as spiritual materials, elixirs, spiritual treasures, etc., and tell us what you want to exchange for, or how much the spiritual stone is worth. Others
If you have Taoist friends, you can bring them out for exchange, but the exchange cannot be forced, and both parties need to agree. Are you clear?"
A female cultivator on the right fanned the silk handkerchief in her hand and said with a smile: "Brother Nangu, I already knew this, so please stop talking."
Nan Gu laughed twice and said: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense, just start from the first one, and then continue from left to right."
As he spoke, he placed a brocade box, a jade vase and a jade slip on the table in front of him: "What I took out this time are a five-hundred-year-old soul-melting Fu sacred tree and a jade slip.
I personally refined the Xuan Ming Yin Spirit Pill, and an ancient pill recipe that is indeed usable after my research. What I want to exchange is a spiritual herb that is at least two thousand years old. It doesn’t matter what kind of spiritual herb it is, as long as it is old.
Two thousand years is enough. As long as any fellow Taoist can come up with it, he can choose two of these three things."
After saying that, he looked at the others expectantly.
Liu Qinghuan was slightly shocked when the other party took out the soul-melting Fu Shenmu. He didn't expect that the first item would be what he needed.
The mushroom branches are slender and thick, resembling curved pine roots. The roots are intact and dense, as if they were just pulled up from the soil. The cap is thick and solid, with a circular texture on the surface. It is indeed the soul-melting Poria sacred tree.
When I heard what the other party wanted to change, I felt slightly secretly happy. I glanced at the other people on the table and saw that most of their eyes were focused on the bottle of Xuanming Yinling Pill.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone say: "Brother Nan Gu is trying to make some kind of elixir, right? He actually needs to use spiritual herbs that have been used for more than two thousand years. He deserves to be a master of alchemy! I just don't know what kind of elixir it is. Are you willing to sell it?"
"
Nan Gu smiled perfunctorily at the man, then turned to the others: "I wonder if you have anything I need?"
There was silence on the table, and a pale male cultivator on the right shook his head and said: "The Xuan Ming Yin Spirit Pill is extremely useful for ghost cultivators like us, but spiritual herbs that are over a thousand years old are extremely difficult to find.
What’s more, it’s two thousand years old.”
"Yes, fellow Taoist Nangu, I'm afraid no one here has a two-thousand-year-old spiritual herb. However, I am willing to pay fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones to buy your Xuanming Yin Spiritual Pill. Is that okay?"
Nan Gu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, shook his head and said: "Then forget it."
"May I ask, what kind of elixir is recorded in your ancient elixir recipe?"
The person who asked the question was naturally Liu Qinghuan, but he was not interested in the Xuanming Yinling Pill.
Nan Gu looked at him with burning eyes and said: "The ancient elixir recipe records a refining method of elixir called Qingling Jade Qiongdan. It can improve the cultivation level of Nascent Soul. The medicine is more effective than us.
Xuanyuan Dan, which can also improve your cultivation, is 30% better. However, each of the above elixirs is rarer and more difficult to find."
He asked tentatively: "So my fellow Taoist is also a master of alchemy?"
Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly and said: "I don't dare to call you a master, but I only make two furnaces occasionally. Qingling Jade Qiongdan... Fellow Taoist just said that you have carefully studied this elixir and it is indeed feasible?"
After asking such detailed questions, everyone guessed that Liu Qinghuan must have more than two thousand years of spiritual herbs in his hand, and they couldn't help but look at him sideways.
The medicinal herb is two thousand years old and is already extremely valuable. If you put it outside, you will probably get a lot of blood...
Nan Gu couldn't hide the joy on his face, and said eagerly: "Yes, I got this elixir recipe from an ancient secret realm. Many of the materials have disappeared. I have studied carefully over the years and found corresponding alternative elixirs. I have recorded these in my book.
The recipe is ready, so I guarantee it will definitely work."
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, an almost extinct sacred tree of soul-melting Poria, plus an ancient alchemy recipe personally researched by an alchemy master, were barely worth a two-thousand-year-old spiritual herb.
What's more, these two things are what he urgently needs, and he has nothing else on hand, but he can have as much spiritual grass as he wants.
Turning his hand, he pushed a long box over: "Take a look."
Nan Gu quickly took it, opened the lid of the box a crack, and smelled a refreshing medicinal fragrance that immediately flowed out from the crack.
"Hahaha, okay!" Nan Gu closed the lid with a snap, laughed a few times with excitement, and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu, you can choose any two of the three things I took out."
He naturally chose the soul-melting Fu Shenmu and the ancient elixir formula. After checking that it was indeed true, he nodded.
Nan Gu's face glowed brightly and he said: "Very good, this exchange meeting has gotten off to a good start, so please invite the next person."
Sitting on his left was an old man who put his three things on the table. After introducing them, he glanced at Liu Qinghuan and said, "What I want to change is a piece of extremely yang blazing iron at least as big as a fist, or
It’s a three-stripe yellow dragon grass that’s more than a thousand years old.”