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Raising his head, Liu Qinghuan said: "That's it. In addition, what I want to exchange is the seeds or seedlings of various rare elixirs that can be used in the Nascent Soul stage. The specific value needs to be equivalent to what I have in my hand."
The place was silent for a moment. Many people were interested in the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree, but no one spoke.
Liu Qinghuan looked at Nan Gu expectantly. This man was an alchemist like himself, so he most likely had elixir seeds in his hands.
Although seeds or seedlings are not as rare as age-related elixirs, most people rarely collect them. Even if they do exist, they are probably only one or two, which is obviously not enough to exchange for the two things in his hand.
Liu Qinghuan originally wanted to exchange for a spiritual object that could remove the blood resentment and filth on the Tainan Immortal Sword, but he suddenly thought of a possibility. Perhaps Qinglian Yehuo could do this. In addition, he unexpectedly met Nan Gu, who was also an alchemist.
So I changed the request temporarily.
Nan Gu pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "It seems that you and I are very destined, fellow Taoist. After the exchange meeting, why not make an appointment to exchange experiences on the alchemy path?"
As he spoke, he took out a small bag from his arms and pushed it to Liu Qinghuan with his spiritual power.
Liu Qinghuan caught the small bag and went in with his spiritual sense. After checking it, he was very satisfied and said with a smile: "It's an honor to be invited by fellow Taoist monks from Nangu. It's settled. Well, I don't know that my friend is interested in my hand."
Which one?"
Nan Gu nodded at the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree: "That's it."
After the two parties handed over, no one said anything, and Liu Qinghuan put away the mirage demon pill.
The exchange meeting lasted for about half an hour, and finally ended successfully, and the group of people dispersed in twos and threes.
After Liu Qinghuan reunited with Nangu for the concubine ceremony, she also walked out of the small building with Fengxian.
After walking two streets, Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped with a slightly cold expression on his face.
"There are people following us." He turned around and looked towards the corner of the street.
Feng Xian frowned and shouted loudly: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is behind me. Why do you need to do such a sneaky thing? Please show up."
Cold Jie Jie laughter came from the shadows of the street corner, and a male cultivator covered in black robe appeared.
Feng Xian said with a puzzled expression: "Master Kumu, what do you want to do?"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He remembered that this person was sitting at the end of the table during the exchange meeting and did not say a few words during the whole process.
Dead Tree walked over slowly, his voice was very soft, as if a poisonous snake was spitting out a message: "It's nothing, I just have something to do with your friend."
Liu Qinghuan looked at him coldly: "I really want to know, if I hadn't discovered you, would you still be planning to take advantage of me when I was alone?"
Kumu laughed noncommittally and said: "Your Taoist name is Qingmu, haha, it is very similar to my Taoist name."
Liu Qinghuan's lips curved into a mocking smile, then turned around and left.
A strong wind came from behind, Liu Qinghuan turned to one side and slapped out with his backhand!
He didn't hold back at all with this palm, and all his powerful spiritual power exploded. There was only a loud bang, and the invisible momentum exploded, causing the shops on both sides to shake violently like an earthquake, and the originally lively street turned around.
There was silence for a moment!
Feng Xian shouted angrily: "Ku Mu, if you want to go crazy, go find someone else. Don't you know that fighting is not allowed in Youdu!"
Dead Tree stopped his retreat and dropped the hat on his head, revealing an old face that looked like dry land, with a trace of surprise still in his eyes.
He turned around and laughed and said: "Haha, don't be nervous, I'm just giving it a try. In addition, I do have something to ask fellow Taoist Qingmu. I want to ask him where he got the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree?"
When Liu Qinghuan saw that he was no longer taking action, he naturally stopped his move. Under his deliberate guidance of his remaining power into the uninhabited sky, the shops on both sides finally did not collapse.
He looked up and down at the dead wood, raised his head and said contemptuously: "Who am I to tell you?"
Dead Wood turned his hand and took out a wooden box: "What if I exchange this for it?"
He handed over the wooden box and it fell into Liu Qinghuan's hands. Inside was a white Zhicao seedling.
"Young man, you were deceived by that old slick man from Nangu. He has sold the ancient elixir recipe several times, but this time he actually changed it to a two-thousand-year-old spiritual herb, tsk tsk!"
Liu Qinghuan sneered and said: "As long as the prescription is real, how many hands it has been sold has nothing to do with me? If you have the prescription, you can sell it too."
Kumu shook his head and sighed, shrugging: "It's up to you, but I really know the elixir recipe, and to refine the Qingling Jade Qiongdan, those rare elixirs are not so easy to find, and I have
The one above is the main ingredient: Zhaoshan White Kite! This is the only one I got by chance. I originally wanted to keep it for myself and plant it... That guy from Nangu has always wanted to spend a lot of money to buy it, but I didn't.
Sold to him."
Liu Qinghuan's face remained calm as he carefully examined the seedling. Although it was a little rough, the roots were intact and the spirit was still there. It was indeed Zhaoshan White Kite.
"How about it, can you tell me now where you got the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree?"
Deadwood put on a fake smile on his face and did not mention at all that he had just tested Liu Qinghuan not long ago.
Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, put away the wooden box, whispered a few words silently, and then called Feng Xian: "Let's go."
The crowd that had been quietly watching from a distance quickly moved aside, and among them was a group of ghost soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Youdu City Guards.
Although it caused a little commotion before, they did not take action later. Naturally, these ghost soldiers simply turned a blind eye. After all, they did not want to provoke the Nascent Soul monks.
No incident occurred after that. Liu Qinghuan's palm at that time can be said to have established his authority, so that those who snooped secretly did not dare to underestimate him. At least, in Youdu, no one will come to trouble him for the time being.
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The next day was the day when the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor's concubine ceremony was held. Early in the morning, a group of monks who came to watch the ceremony were divided into groups according to their cultivation level and entered the imperial city, which had been closed.
Liu Qinghuan, Feng Xian and others were led to a large hall to wait. Looking around, they saw a crowd of people. There were probably no less than a hundred high-level monks above Nascent Soul!
"Hehe, it's really grand." Feng Xian said enviously: "It's just us casual cultivators, and there are so many here! I heard that the big ghost sects have already entered the palace city, so there must be more people.
It would be great if so many people come to celebrate when I get a concubine in the future!"
Wen Zhen said with a smile: "When you reach the level of spiritual transformation, even if you hold a banquet, people will come from all over the world."
Liu Qinghuan searched the crowd and said casually: "What Taoist Taoist Wen Zhen said is very true. As long as you can stand at the top, there will naturally be a crowd of distinguished friends and a cloud of victorious friends."
The three of them chatted and waited, and soon someone came in and led everyone to the place where the ceremony was held.
It was an open-air palace platform. There were several such palace platforms from top to bottom on both sides of the long staircase. There were already many waiting at this time, and at the bottom was a spacious square, which was even more packed with people.
Groups of soldiers with bright armor stood straight and majestic.
After a while, at the top of the high stairs, the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, wearing a dark black robe and a crown, finally appeared with a group of subordinates and walked to a magnificent throne to sit down.
The Nascent Soul Monk Hall where Liu Qinghuan was located was not far from the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor. He turned around and saw that the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor was actually a young man who looked rather feminine.