Three hundred and fiftieth eight chapters female vermilion fruit
The atmosphere at the venue immediately became heated.
Master Qingbu looked at all this, his expression still full of smiles. He arranged the twelve black jade bottles in a row, and they were still suspended in the air. Then he twisted his beard and continued: "Each grain of Yin Gui
The elixir sells for one thousand spirit stones, but one person can only buy one bottle."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but make quotations one after another.
"I want one!"
"I also want!"
"..."
Yingui Pill can improve one's cultivation, and its effect is far better than ordinary pills, which immediately attracted fierce competition. However, there are more wolves and less meat. There are many monks participating in the fair this time, including Lu Zhong, there are twenty-three people.
, the number of Yin Guidan is only twelve, how can it be divided equally among the monks present?
While everyone was refusing to give in, Lu Zhong, who was sitting in the corner, frowned slightly.
In Tianluo Mitong's field of vision, there were traces of black air leaking out from under the floor. It is not difficult to detect these evil auras. Even with ordinary spiritual eyes, you can see them if you pay attention.
However, all the monks present except him were focused on Yin Gui Dan.
So much so that no one noticed.
Lu Zhong used the gray fog space to examine the black energy with real memories, and found that it can disturb people's minds and amplify negative emotions.
The monks who were arguing over the ownership of the elixir were affected by the black energy. Many of them suddenly became irritable, and the smell of gunpowder in the air suddenly became stronger. However, some monks noticed the change in their mood, and their expressions changed.
He changed slightly, as if he thought of something, and took a few steps back to stay away from the crowd.
At this moment, a scream suddenly came out.
The crowd dispersed with a bang, and a monk in the middle lowered his head in disbelief. In despair, he found that he had been stabbed by someone. This vicious and vicious sword not only shattered his Dantian, but also the dantian that he had finally cultivated.
Golden elixir was also severely damaged.
At this moment, pure spiritual energy is leaking out of this person's body.
And what caused all this was the long sword with a surging ghostly face in his belly.
"The ghost swallows the sword!" Someone shouted.
Everyone was horrified, this kind of thing actually appeared here?
The methods of ghost cultivation have always been sinister, and it is common to extract souls to refine souls, and the ghost swallowing sword is one of them. It is said that if you want to refine this sword, you must first let thousands of ghosts devour each other, and then use the poison to cultivate the souls.
The Ghost King's seal was forcibly refined into the Sword of Resentment, and only then was the Ghost Swallowing Sword considered successful.
The refining process of this sword is extremely difficult, and the slightest carelessness will result in failure. However, it has a terrifying effect that makes the monks pale when they hear it, that is, it can penetrate the protective aura.
“Ahhhhh!
!”
A shrill scream came.
The monk who was stabbed by the Ghost Swallowing Sword could not even stand still. Faces began to appear under his skin, and they were devouring his flesh and blood. With the last glimmer of hope in his heart, the monk crawled to the crowd for help, but failed.
No one dared to lend a helping hand.
Until a bolt of lightning killed the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Souls that he had unsealed.
But Lu Zhong couldn't stand it anymore.
The fair, which was a good place, was turned into a mess by these ghost cultivators.
To say that he is not popular is impossible.
"Since the trade fair is not going to be held, then all of you, please get off here!"
After Lu Zhong said these words, in front of Master Qingbu and all the monks in the hall, he used Shuo Xing Escape and appeared in the secret room below. He ignored the horrified looks of the five ghost cultivators around him.
, a palm pressed down on the Mingluo Reincarnation Formation at his feet.
In an instant, a large array of light flashed wildly.
However, after the red light flashed for a while, the original function of the formation was changed by the subsequent flow of fairy spiritual energy into the formation. It was supposed to extract the fairy spiritual energy from the monks and then convert it into Yin spiritual energy. At this moment,
A 180-degree reversal occurred.
Immediately afterwards, including Qingbu Zhenren.
All the ghost cultivators were shocked to discover that under the action of the "Anti-Netherworld Reincarnation Formation", the Yin spirit energy in their bodies was forcibly extracted and transformed into fairy spirit energy through the formation, and the transformation speed was incredibly fast.
Far beyond their previous knowledge.
"Quick, quick!" Master Qingbu suddenly turned around and urged in a low voice.
Following him, the two ghost cultivators who were originally monitoring the situation woke up from a dream. They turned over their hands and took out a jade altar covered with red talismans, and smashed it into the ground without hesitation.
"Wow!"
The jade altar hit the ground and broke into pieces.
Almost at the same time, countless amounts of Yin Qi surged out.
This is the backup plan prepared by the ghost cultivators to prevent accidents like this from happening and ensure that the plan to transform Qingbufang's alchemy is foolproof.
But what they didn't expect was...
Not only has the Netherworld Reincarnation Formation not reversed, it has not even slowed down its transformation speed.
Lu Zhong saw the wonderful expressions of the ghost cultivators in his eyes, and did not report his identity in any unnecessary way. Instead, he continued to inject mana into the formation at his feet. He planned to combine this group of ghost cultivators with the Qing who had fallen to the ghost cultivators.
The real people from Bu were also "refined".
The array is extremely efficient.
The five ghost cultivators closest to him were the first to collapse.
First, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he followed in the footsteps of the monks who were killed by the Ghost Swallowing Sword. Then, due to the practice of ghost techniques, his already decayed body was shattered under the erosion of the immortal spiritual energy.
After a while, everything was reduced to ashes on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, there were the two ghost cultivators who were monitoring Qingbu Master.
The two of them wanted to escape, but they were surrounded by other pill-forming monks. It didn't take long for them to turn into rotten corpses, and in a few moments they were turned into ashes by the weather.
On the contrary, it was Master Qingbu who persisted the longest because he had not yet completely transformed into a ghost cultivator.
"me……"
He felt all kinds of grievances in his heart, but in the end he didn't speak.
Qingbu never thought that just an ordinary outing would become an unavoidable disaster in his life. Faced with a huge gap in strength, he finally fell out of desire for survival and took over the design of Qingbu.
It is the task of forming a pill in the square to turn everyone into a ghost cultivator.
However, fate played a trick on people, and Lü Zhong showed up halfway.
"If, if you could show up at that time, how great would it be!" These words appeared in Qingbu's mind. He couldn't help but look up at his former comrades, and found that they were all looking at him with hostile faces at this moment. He couldn't help but feel
He sighed heavily in his heart, then slowly raised his right hand and slapped it between his eyebrows.
With a "puff" sound, the bone slurry splashed.
After his death, all the monks breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, they couldn't help but feel the feeling of surviving the disaster. Then they saw Lu Zhong teleporting to the hall, taking away the loot as if no one was around. The surviving Jiedan in the hall didn't hesitate much, and all
Bow down and salute.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
"Haha, you are too happy too soon!" Lu Zhong chuckled and took out a token from the storage bag he had received. It was the Master's Order of Qingbufang, but he took the token without even looking at it.
Throwing it to the ground, when everyone didn't know why, he said calmly: "For the sake of your fellow clansmen, don't say that Chen didn't remind you that the Gounan Ghost Emperor has already attacked, so make full preparations as soon as possible."
After saying that, his figure disappeared in a flash.
…
It didn't take long.
"Clang clang clang!"
The warning bells sounded loudly.
Along with the rise of a light curtain, the large formation covering Qingbufang opened.
Almost at the same time, dark clouds spread from the distance and soon spanned a hundred miles. Then, heavy black and gray mist fell, shrouding Qingbufang in it.
Suddenly, the sound of ghosts crying was loud!
Ghosts danced in the sky, and then a black wind swept across.
A figure actually appeared.
He is a burly man wearing a nine-striped golden crown and nine-patterned ghost dragon clothes. He looks down at Qingbufang, as if he is an emperor.
I was going to use overwhelming strength to subdue this place as usual.
But at this moment, Goonan Ghost Emperor suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and the ghost baby in his body was also screaming crazily. This was something he had never done since his awakening a hundred years ago.
"Could it be that there is really a strong enemy down there?"
Suspicion flashed in his eyes, but it didn't go away.
On the other side, Lu Zhong has returned to the inn.
After asking the avatar to keep an eye on his apprentice Yaoyun to prevent her from running out, he returned to his room and counted the harvest while sipping the tea in his cup.
There are not many storage bags, as many as eight.
To Lu Zhong's expectation, these ghost cultivators were surprisingly rich. Their storage bags were filled with all kinds of spiritual objects, including a lot of spiritual stones. In total, there were nearly a million spiritual stones.
"I'm afraid that the treasure house of Qingbufang will be emptied!"
He thought he would gain little, but he didn't expect such a big surprise waiting for him.
I let go of my anger, and a smile appeared on my face.
The count will be over soon.
Long before the start of the trade fair, Master Qingbu released a popular news that all the things to be traded at the trade fair were there, together with the spiritual stones that Lu Zhong had spent to buy Feizhou, and the Yingui Pills that had not yet been sold.
, they all fell into his hands at this moment.
Based on a simple estimate, it is worth at least four to five million spiritual stones.
On weekdays, although Lu Zhong burns spiritual stones like running water, and consumes tens of millions of spiritual stones in order to refine elixirs and incarnations, but he can't help but feel excited when he suddenly gets such a sum of spiritual stones.
The only pity is that there is not much useful to the Nascent Soul cultivator, and there are only a few things that he can catch his eye.
Among them, the most valuable ones are:
Morning Star Jade, Eight Spirit Bamboo and Female Vermilion Fruit.
Morning star jade is a weapon refining material. It feels as cold as ice and is named because it shines like a morning star. When refined into the star mirror, it can increase the power, and it also has the effect of accelerating the weapon spirit. It can make the magic weapon sprout the weapon spirit, or accelerate the spirit.
Growth is a rare treasure sent from heaven.
Looking at this jade, Lu Zhong thought to himself that his efforts were not in vain.
As for the Eight Spirit Treasure Bamboo, it is a very rare spiritual bamboo, and its value is not even lower than that of Morning Star Jade. However, it is only valuable, and is actually of no use to Lu Zhong, and it is only about ten feet long.
At most, you can only refine one magic weapon.
Lu Zhong planned to leave it alone for now, maybe it could be used later.
He picked up the female red fruit, and his expression suddenly became strange. After looking at it for a while, he murmured: "Maybe it is God's will that I got this thing."
The value of the gypsum fruit can be said to be high, but it can be said to be about the same as a wild fruit.
Its value depends entirely on demand.
"For the mother-in-law at home, I'm afraid it's what she dreams of! No matter if she gets it, at least it can fulfill her long-cherished wish." Lu Zhong shook his head and carefully put the female red fruit away.
Then, he ignored the Ghost Emperor Goonan outside and started meditating on the spot.
…
Under the dark clouds, people in Qingbufang are panicking.
Even with the fifth-level formation protecting it, the Nascent Soul cultivators were unable to break through it for a while, but it still failed to alleviate their worries. No matter how powerful the formation is, it is just a dead thing. Once its power is exhausted, it will break. Facing the astonishing strength of the formation,
Goonan Ghost Emperor is really hard to make people feel at ease.
However, what surprised everyone was that the Ghost Emperor in the sky had yet to take action.
Time passed minute by minute.
The pressure is like a prison and the sea, shrouding everyone's heart.
until sunset.
In the guest room, Lu Zhong, who had just recovered his mana, slowly opened his eyes and looked through a thin window at the figure in the sky. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Gounan Ghost Emperor's strength is equivalent to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"You haven't left for so long. It seems you want to stay here."
Then his figure disappeared.
At the same time, Goonan Ghost Emperor saw that the time had come, and threw a black jade seal with a sharp roar. In an instant, endless black energy poured out from the seal, like a dark sky covering it.
In less than a moment's time, he used his natal ghost treasure Five Directions Prison Seal to forcefully drag Qingbufang, which covers an area of more than ten kilometers, and all the monks and mortals inside, into the illusion.
…
In the underworld, there is no daylight.
Lu Zhong's figure appeared and he looked around with interest.
"I have to say that the method of ghost cultivation is really extraordinary, and it can actually transform such a Yin earth. If you shape the terrain carefully, you might be able to create the flavor of the underworld. It is said that this way of cultivation can be practiced to the depths.
It can turn the illusory Yin Earth into reality, but I don’t know whether it is true or false.”
Before he could take a few more glances, shouts of death could be heard in the distance.
As soon as the dark wind blew, thousands of troops and horses appeared out of thin air, led by several ferocious-looking ghost generals, and they came in an overwhelming force.
"Sure enough, after the ghost cultivator successfully gave birth to a ghost baby, he gained control over the illusion of rules and was able to use the rules arbitrarily within a certain range without having to always act in accordance with the rules." Lu Zhong's expression did not change when he saw this scene.
No matter how much he has changed, he is still calm and calm.
The ghost army looks majestic, but in reality they are just lonely ghosts.
He smiled faintly and activated the thunder seal in the sea of consciousness.
Only a burst of lightning was seen, but it was Lu Zhong who used the "Thunder Coming" method. In an instant, the dazzling lightning swept across, and the thousands of troops and horses left just as fast as they came.
In an instant, the place returned to calm.
After the ghost army died, it turned into ashes all over the sky and fell from the sky. From this point, it can be seen that those just now were indeed ghosts and not the phantoms of Goonan Ghost Emperor.
"I know that even the Royal Forest Army can't do anything to you."
Accompanied by a gloomy voice, Goonan Ghost Emperor appeared in Lu Zhong's field of vision. He stared at the black-robed young man in front of him with a pair of faint green eyes, his gray face full of solemnity.