For Ning Cheng, no matter whether this exchange meeting can exchange for a large amount of spiritual grass of level seven or above, he plans to leave Roland Star. He has already left the matter of bringing out a large amount of spiritual cleansing dew to make people jealous.
To the side.
"Didn't you hear what I asked you?" The eyebrowless male cultivator's momentum immediately surged and he pushed directly towards Ning Cheng. He saw more and more cultivators coming, but he was only a seventh-level God-shaping realm with a cultivation level
There is no way to dominate above.
After Ning Cheng waited for many cultivators to crowd over, he looked at the eyebrowless male cultivator and said, "I heard that I have a lot of spiritual cleansing dew. As long as you have spiritual herbs, you can come and sell them. Is it possible?
, I will only sell it to you, can you afford it?"
"Is there really a spiritual cleansing dew?"
"Ah, Spirit Cleansing Dew, what's the price?"
…
In a short period of time, Ning Cheng’s stall was already crowded with people. Everyone was staring at the soul-cleansing dew in front of Ning Cheng’s stall, and all kinds of spiritual senses were poking into it. Unfortunately, none of these spiritual senses could
Exceptions are blocked by prohibitions.
At this time, everyone knew that Ning Cheng was still an formation master. The crowding around him was a little better, and few people would take the initiative to offend the formation master unless they had to.
"Everyone, the soul-cleansing dew here can only be exchanged for spiritual grass, not spiritual stones. The precious seventh-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for one drop, and the ordinary seventh-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for two to five plants for one drop. The eighth-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for one drop.
Depending on the value of the spiritual grass, one plant can be exchanged for ten to twenty drops." Ning Cheng clasped his fists and said loudly.
"No way? So expensive? The price of the seventh-level spiritual grass is too low."
Ning Cheng also knew that the price he said was unreasonable, and that the price of the seventh-level spiritual grass was too low. But Ning Cheng had no intention of revising it. This was a one-time deal. And it was the most important thing to him.
The one he got was an eighth-level spiritual grass. He is now a seventh-level alchemist. Even if he gets more seventh-level spiritual grass, it will only increase his level of refining seventh-level alchemy.
As for the eighth-level spiritual grass, the good thing is far more than just replacing twenty drops of spiritual cleansing essence. Ning Cheng also doesn’t need a good eighth-level spiritual grass. He only needs to be able to refine the eighth-level earth elixir. As for the spiritual grass
It doesn't matter how valuable it is.
Ning Cheng did not explain the price of his Spirit Cleansing Dew, but instead said loudly, "Items are limited. Those who want to buy come first. Expiration dates will not apply."
Ning Cheng's words were more powerful than any explanation. As soon as he finished speaking, someone grabbed a handful of spiritual grass and said, "I have purple bamboo buds, silver ground ginseng, and Wu Nian ice flowers..."
"I have black elm and black elm here..."
"I have……"
At this time, there are still people asking about the price, and they all want to be the first to exchange for the Spirit Cleansing Dew.
Ning Cheng's hands were extremely fast. In a short time, the soul-cleansing dew on his table was replaced by handfuls of spiritual herbs. When the other monks saw that there was still soul-cleansing dew in Ning Cheng's ring, they
It was not as crowded as before. Some fierce monks already had fierce gleams in their eyes.
Ning Cheng alone has so much Spirit Cleansing Dew, and he has also exchanged so many spiritual herbs. This is simply an immeasurable wealth, and they have already planned it. Once Ning Cheng leaves here, he will follow him immediately.
Only Gongye Yingxiu's face was extremely gloomy. He knew that the things on Ning Cheng's body no longer belonged to him. It would be strange for Ning Cheng to sell off the soul-cleansing dew so openly that the top monks would not care about him later. In his opinion,
It seemed that Ning Cheng was an idiot and he could only sigh secretly that he was unlucky.
An hour passed, and Ning Cheng had already obtained thousands of seventh-level spiritual grasses and more than three hundred eighth-level spiritual grasses. As Ning Cheng had expected, these spiritual grasses were all ordinary spiritual grasses, and there were very few special spiritual grasses.
come out.
Ning Cheng was helpless. He knew that if he opened a stall in this place to help others make alchemy, the spiritual herbs he would get in exchange would be more and the level would be better. It would also be of great benefit to improve his alchemy level. Unfortunately,
, he knew that the danger of doing so was too great. Refining a seventh-level elixir or even an eighth-level elixir would take too long, and he didn't have that much time to spend here.
"Okay, I have finished replacing all my spirit-cleansing dew. I can only say sorry to the friends behind me." Ning Cheng emptied the last jade bottle in front of the stall, raised the jade bottle and said loudly. He wants to advance.
As an eighth-level alchemist, Ning Cheng's spiritual grass is enough, and he doesn't need to continue to exchange.
Some of the monks who had not been exchanged were making a lot of noise, and a few monks even wanted to smash Ning Cheng's stall.
The Wumei cultivator who came with Gongye Yingxiu didn't even offer the spiritual grass in exchange. He stared at Ning Cheng, thinking in his mind how to kill this rich guy.
When he saw that Ning Cheng's stall was about to be smashed down, and many of the troublemaking monks were getting more and more violent, and even wanted to gang up and kill Ning Cheng, he knew that it was impossible to kill Ning Cheng alone. Now he could only follow.
Everyone made a fuss and tried to see if they could get some benefits.
Ning Cheng didn't panic at all. He held the talisman at the bottom of the blood river in his hand, and was prepared to use his Tianyuan wings to move away immediately if there was any trouble, and then left Luolan Star.
Ning Cheng doesn't believe that he can't crush this talisman now. Even if he can't crush it, he has Tianyuan wings. It is simply wishful thinking for ordinary monks to want to catch him on Luolan Star. This is not the Qingqing Dao Sect.
The Mountain Sealing Formation, and he is not the little third-level Yuanhun monk he was back then.
"Everyone...everyone..." Just when these monks were about to burst out and swarm forward, a loud and incomparable voice sounded.
This voice was so penetrating that every one of the more than 10,000 monks on Panjiao Mountain could hear it clearly, as if the speaker was right next to his or her own ears.
"It's senior Zhong."
"Senior Zhong must have something important to say."
…
This was a black-haired, middle-aged male cultivator who looked extremely elegant. Ning Cheng did not recognize the cultivator who spoke, but he could feel that this cultivator's cultivation was far stronger than Qi Le's.
He still knew from the discussions among the monks around him that this person's surname was Zhong. He also knew from the discussions around him that this monk with the surname Zhong had a very high prestige.
In fact, Ning Cheng knew the influence of this monk from the moment the monk with the same surname called everyone twice and the surrounding area instantly became quiet.
Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, the middle-aged male cultivator with the same surname stood in the void and said loudly, "Everyone, what I want to say today is not a happy thing. For many years, Luolan Star has been our home. Although there are various dangers here,
, but it also gives us various opportunities..."
"Senior Zhong, if you have anything to do, just give us your orders. We will listen to you." An echoing voice came from below.
The man with the repeated surname raised his voice and said, "Seven months ago, a large-scale volcanic magma erupted on Luolan Planet. It is normal for volcanic magma to erupt on Luolan Planet, but this time seven months ago was anything but normal. No matter the scale or the
The affected area is far more powerful than any previous volcanic magma. There are not many monks in Luolan Planet, but this time the volcanic magma killed hundreds of people.
Five months ago, a space storm once again swept through a small half of Roland Star. I myself was almost killed in this space storm. Three months ago, large-scale monsters were alarmed. They were running around on Roland Star without any purpose.
Some flying monsters even rushed out of Roland Star. I believe many friends have seen these.
In the past month or two, thunderstorms, hurricanes, volcanoes, and space storms have become more and more intensive. All the scenes indicate that Roland Star cannot stay any longer. These outbreaks are a precursor, and Roland Star may be brewing a more powerful storm.
, even if the planet explodes, it is not impossible..."
"Ah, Roland Star is going to explode?"
"No wonder I encountered two moving space storms recently..."
"What should we do? Star Roland has self-destructed. If we go to the void, aren't we seeking death?"
…
All kinds of panic spread, and some monks with low cultivation levels were even more panicked. They had low cultivation levels and could still find a place to hide in Roland Star. Once Roland Star self-destructed and entered the void, it would really be a dead end.
One piece.
The middle-aged male cultivator with the surname Chong suppressed everyone's discussion with his hand and said in a heavy tone, "So, everyone who is capable, please leave Luolan Star as soon as possible. This is the only way I can help you."
As if to verify what the monk with the surname Chong said, as soon as his voice finished, bursts of roaring erupted from the distance of Panjiao Mountain. Even standing on the top of Panjiao Mountain, one could feel the tremor.
There is no need for spiritual consciousness at all. The monks on the top of the mountain can see that in the distance, endless pillars of fiery red magma are constantly spurting out. Each of these magma pillars is thousands of feet long, and they look very shocking and terrifying.
The torrents of magma swept out in an instant, and it was only a matter of time before those magma torrents swept into Panjiao Mountain.
Some monks who wanted to find trouble for Ning Cheng, or even planned to follow Ning Cheng secretly, lost their mood at this time, and used their magic weapons to escape in an instant. As for the monks setting up stalls, each one ran faster than the other.
In a short time, there were only a few hundred people left here.
Ning Cheng took out the communication bead and sent a message to Chao He. He didn't see Chao He here just now. Chao He is a good person. Before leaving, he planned to send a bottle of spiritual cleansing dew to Chao He and tell Chao He this place.
Can't stay anymore.
However, after Ning Cheng sent the message, he waited for a long time, but there was no reply from Chao He. Ning Cheng sighed, living in this place, no one can guarantee that he will be alive in the next moment.
Ning Cheng only had time to send a message, and he was the only one left on Panjiao Mountain. And the rolling red magma was only a few thousand meters away from the foot of Panjiao Mountain.
Ning Cheng did not hesitate anymore. He took out hundreds of thousands of spirit stones and quickly set up a spirit gathering array. At the same time, he took out the jade teleportation talisman that went to the bottom of the blood river. The spirit gathering array was just a precaution.
.
Either Luolan Star will not explode, or it will take a long time before it explodes. In any case, Ning Cheng does not intend to stay here anymore.
This time under the gathering of Ning Cheng's true energy, the teleportation jade talisman made a crisp sound, and then a ball of golden light enveloped Ning Cheng.
When the torrent of magma hit the top of Panjiao Mountain, Ningcheng had disappeared without a trace, and only the golden light that had not dissipated was slowly overflowing.
(Today’s update ends here. At the same time, the sixth volume is also finished. The seventh volume will start tomorrow. Good night, friends!)
