If Yinhai City is really a small world, once it is refined by someone, then someone will control the entire destiny of a piece of grass in Yinhai City. Thinking of this, Ye Mo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. What if Yinhai City
What will happen if the city lord of Haicheng invites all the tycoons from the surrounding areas and even the four continents to Yinhai City, and then closes the small world?
The more Ye Mo thinks about it, the more likely it is. Now the city lord of Yinhai City holds a monk trading conference every year. Who knows if he will suddenly have a large-scale monk trading conference after refining this small world?
Moreover, Yinhai City is indeed safe and fair for the monks. As for those twisted and inhumane Nascent Soul, Yuan Shen and even Furnace transactions that I think are too normal in the eyes of other monks.
From his experience in the Furnace Trading Hall, Ye Mo could tell that apart from the disgusting transactions he thought, this place was indeed a very equal place for monks. The fat gourd was taught a lesson by him, while the stewards and law enforcement
Although he obviously hates himself, he has to deal with things from a fair perspective. All this shows the justice of Yinhai City.
Such a city's reputation has spread. Once a huge exchange meeting is held, how many monks will come? How many cultivation resources should be gathered? Ye Mo can't even imagine it.
At this moment, Ye Mo already understood why Yinhai City had such a good reputation. It must have been done deliberately to make Yinhai City the palace of justice in the hearts of the monks.
If this is really the case, that city lord is too scary. But what kind of small world needs to be refined for thousands of years and has not yet been refined?
Ye Mo put his mind at ease. He knew that even if he had doubts, he could not discuss it with Meng Han'an. He could only wait until he got out of Yinhai City.
Ye Mo and Meng Han'an didn't wait long. They had just finished their first cup of spiritual tea when a middle-aged monk walked in. Behind him was a pale-faced man.
Behind this middle-aged monk, he was like a ghost, silent and silent.
As soon as the middle-aged monk came in, he waved a restraint to separate the room from the outside. Then he looked at Ye Mo and said softly: "You went to the City Lord's Mansion to find me? Do you know that if your jade slip is not true, there will be
What are the consequences?”
As soon as the middle-aged monk came in, Ye Mo felt strong pressure. This person was definitely Yin Xu, the city lord of Yinhai City. However, Ye Mo didn't expect that this Yin Xu was such a personable man.
He is in his thirties and extremely handsome. His black hair hangs casually on his back shoulders, and his figure is very well-proportioned. He has the image of a perfect man.
This city lord is comparable to Zhang Chengfeng who was in Beiwangzhou Hezhou City back then, and Yinxu is even more imposing than Zhang Chengfeng.
Even when Meng Hanan saw Yinxu for the first time, he was also attracted by its excellent appearance.
But what makes Ye Mo wary is that this Yinxu has reached the ninth level of transformation, and his aura is no less than that of Lu Wuhu back then.
Yin Xu came in, but Ye Mo stood up without any nervousness, then clasped his fists at the middle-aged monk in front of him and said: "Of course I know that the Lord of the City is very busy, so I don't dare to deceive him in the slightest. Lord of the City, please sit down, and this
Sirs, please take a seat."
The middle-aged monk saw that Ye Mo was neither arrogant nor humble. Although he called himself a junior, there was no hint of junior in his tone. A hint of surprise flashed across his face. He nodded and sat down immediately. The ghost-like man behind him
As if he didn't hear Ye Mo's words, he still stood behind Yin Xu, silently.
Meng Han'an quickly poured two cups of spiritual tea for Yin Xu, and then said politely: "Junior Meng Han'an has met the Lord of the City and met this Lord."
Yinxu glanced at Meng Han'an, nodded but said nothing, and just turned his eyes to Ye Mo again.
Ye Mo calmly took out a jade bottle and handed it to Yin Xu and said: "City Lord, please look at this, this is what I mentioned in the jade slip. I only know that this thing is very precious. As for how precious it is,
The younger generation dare not make rash guesses."
Yinxu's expression was light, and he reached out to take the jade bottle in Ye Mo's hand. He opened it and took a look, and his expression immediately changed. Then he sniffed again, and then he covered the jade bottle with a shocked look on his face. He couldn't believe it.
Looking at Ye Mo, he asked, "It turns out to be the '10,000-year-old stalagmite marrow', a tenth-level elixir, and there are ten drops of it. Where did you get it?"
At the same time, Yinxu was secretly glad that he had come here. Although everyone knows about the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow', it is very rare in the world of cultivation because this thing is so precious.
'Ten thousand-year stalagmite marrow' not only has an excellent effect in repairing spiritual consciousness and soul, but also derives spiritual roots. Spiritual roots, people without spiritual roots have no way to practice, but with 'ten-thousand-year stalagmite'
The marrow' is completely different. People who cannot cultivate can still derive spiritual roots.
How can something like this be precious and replaceable?
Meng Han'an also looked at Ye Mo in disbelief. She thought that the most precious thing on Ye Mo was the 'Fairy Flower', but she never thought that Ye Mo also had the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'.
Between the two things, it's really hard to tell which one is more precious.
These are not the main ones. The main thing is that there are still ten drops of the ‘Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow’ that Ye Mo took out. What is the concept of this?
How many good things does Ye Mo have? Even the way Meng Hanan looked at Ye Mo changed a bit at this moment. She simply couldn't imagine how many good things Ye Mo had.
Yin Xu did not return the jade bottle to Ye Mo. For a person like him, it would be impossible to keep the other person's things in his hands after looking at them. But Ye Mo's ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Essence'
', he really didn't want to take it out again.
"You took out the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' for no reason, right? Tell me, what do you want?" Yinxu frowned and asked when he saw Ye Mo staring at him, but the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' was still not there.
Give it back to Ye Mo.
When Ye Mo heard what Yin Xu said, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Sir City Lord, what I want is something that only the Lord of the City has."
"Tell me." Yin Xu frowned. He felt that what Ye Mo wanted was not simple, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'.
Ye Mo nodded and said: "I heard that the City Lord has a Kun scale, so I want this scale. I wonder if the City Lord can part with me?"
Hearing Ye Mo mention the word "Kun Lin", Yin Xu's eyes flashed with coldness, but he didn't say anything. After Ye Mo finished speaking, he stared at Ye Mo coldly and asked, "What do you think?"
Can ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' be exchanged for Kun Scales? Besides, even if I give you the Kun Scales, can you keep them?"
Meng Hanan's heart sank, as expected, she couldn't exchange for it. In fact, in her opinion, ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' were extremely precious, and it might not be impossible to exchange for Kun Scales. But when the city lord said this,
Obviously he doesn't want to change with Ye Mo.
Ye Mo quickly clasped his fists at the middle-aged city lord with a fearful expression and said: "This junior doesn't understand the price of Kun Scales, and thinks that ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' can be exchanged for Kun Scales. This junior is too reckless, please ask the City Lord."
Forgive me. Fortunately, this is Yinhai City, otherwise this junior’s behavior would be too presumptuous.”
After listening to Ye Mo's words, the middle-aged city lord's expression softened a little, "It doesn't matter, after all, you didn't lie to me on the jade slip. Although our Yinhai City does not dare to compete with Nan'an Continent's Dan City in terms of strength, in terms of fairness and justice
, I, Yinhai City, am ranked second, and no other city dares to be ranked first.”
Ye Mo immediately said again: "Thank you City Lord, I am finally relieved. I will leave without wasting City Lord's time."
Without waiting for the city lord to nod, Ye Mo reached out for the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'. At the same time, he sneered in his heart, ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' are not worth the price of one Kun Scale? Who is this guy kidding? If that Kun is
As an adult, don't say that ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' is not worth it, even hundreds and thousands of drops are not worth it. He agrees with this.
But according to Meng Han'an, that Kun was just born, that is, it was just a seventh-level monster. Although it had the blood of a divine beast, it had not evolved into a divine beast after all. Such a Kun scale could be made with ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'
It's completely enough.
The 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' belonged to Ye Mo, and the city lord had no way to stop Ye Mo from taking his own things. He could only awkwardly put the jade bottle of the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' on the table, and Ye Mo took it away.
Meng Han'an suddenly understood why Ye Mo wanted to meet the city lord of Yinhai City in Lingxi Tower. Lingxi Tower is a public place. In Lingxi Tower, even the city lord of Yinhai City has a different intention towards the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'
, and dare not openly rob it, otherwise the reputation of justice that Yinhai City has established for countless years will immediately dissipate.
At this moment, Meng Han'an admired Ye Mo very much. If they really entered the city lord's palace, even if the two of them could never get out again, they wouldn't be able to cause much trouble in Yinhai City.
Seeing Ye Mo holding the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' in his hand, the city lord suddenly said: "How long do you plan to stay in Yinhai City? There are still three months left, and there will be a large-scale exchange and trading conference in Yinhai City.
There are a lot of precious things coming out, and although they may not be as precious as Kun Scales, they are extremely rare. Your 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' can be exchanged for a lot of good things at the exchange meeting."
Ye Mo laughed at himself and said: "I guess I can't stay here for three months. I'm actually a ninth-grade spiritual alchemist. I'm going back to the inn now to refine the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' into a purifying spiritual root."
of the elixir, and then sold it, made a small profit, and left here immediately."
As soon as Ye Mo said these words, Yin Xu's expression changed immediately. He could not have imagined that Ye Mo would ruin the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' so much. How dare a ninth-grade spiritual alchemist refine the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow'? What kind of purification spirit?
Root elixir? Is this how 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow' is used?
"Wait a minute." Seeing Ye Mo about to leave, Yin Xu finally couldn't help shouting. Just because he doesn't trade doesn't mean he doesn't want these ten drops of 'Ten Thousand Years Stalagmite Marrow', but once this idiot takes it to make an elixir, he
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