However, when they thought of the methods of the people in the room, greed flashed in everyone's eyes, and then they quickly restrained themselves.
No one dared to take action here, for fear that if they accidentally made the other party angry, they would end up like the fat monk with a round face.
But the pair of rolling eyes were enough to show that everyone had not completely given up their thoughts.
In the thatched house, the hazy figure did not speak again.
After delivering the elixir, when someone told me about the usefulness of Biluo Huangliang Dan, he immediately raised his hand and waved his sleeves.
Immediately, the door of the thatched cottage closed.
The mist rose in the room, and in the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared.
"Huh? Did he disappear again?"
Su Twelve had been paying attention to the situation of the thatched cottage, and when he saw that it became empty again, his pupils could not help but shrink, and his eyes looked thoughtful.
Grandma Yun came and went without a trace, and with her spiritual consciousness unable to leave her body, even he couldn't see the clues.
"Such a method, coupled with the fact that he can produce ancient elixirs such as Biluo Huangliang Dan, this person's cultivation level is at least Nascent Soul."
"However, there is no slight fluctuation in spiritual power from beginning to end, which is puzzling!"
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Su Twelve did not stay where he was, and immediately walked slowly towards the thatched cottage where the other party disappeared.
Although Biluo Huangliang Dan was precious, it did not have much appeal to him.
On the road of cultivating immortality, Su Twelve has always been firm in his determination and his state of mind has always been relatively stable.
On the contrary, the methods displayed by the mysterious Granny Yun made him even more certain that the opponent must have a considerable number of Tianjue Stones in his hands.
What we need to do now is to try to talk to them and conduct transactions, which is the top priority.
At the same time, the old man, who learned about the magical effect of Biluo Huangliang Pill, turned his face and hurriedly grabbed the pill bottle in front of him.
A talisman emitting a faint brilliance appeared in his hand. He hurriedly activated the talisman and left this place.
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He was not stupid. He felt the eyes of everyone around him and knew that he was in a critical situation.
However, just when he was holding the talisman tightly and planning to activate it.
The next second, the old man's pupils expanded, showing an expression of disbelief.
His cultivation was still there, but no matter how hard he tried to activate it, he found that he couldn't mobilize even half of it.
The meridians throughout the body, and even the Dantian Qi sea, are filled with gray impurities, to the point where one's own true energy cannot function normally.
"Is this... the influence of the Jue Stone that day? It actually made me... unable to mobilize my true energy?"
After reacting, the old man's heart trembled, and big beads of sweat fell directly from his temples.
The inability to activate the true essence meant that not only was he unable to activate the talisman, it was even more difficult for him to fly with the sword.
But now, everyone around him is watching him with eager eyes, and his situation is not very optimistic.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the tension in his heart, the old man held the elixir bottle tightly in his arms. Then he braced himself, held his head high, pretended to be confident, and strode out of the village.
"Friend Taoist, please wait!"
Just when the old man passed through the tomb and walked out of Xiaoshi Village, he heard a voice coming from behind him.
Then a figure appeared first, blocking the old man's way.
The person who came had a long face, a hooked nose, and a sinister and cold look in his eyes. He was clearly a Golden Core monk.
The aura around the body contains a faint eerie chill, which makes people shudder.
The cultivation state at the peak of Dzogchen in the Golden elixir stage is the strongest in the field, except for the giant Su Twelve in the Nascent Soul stage.
As soon as it appears, it will make other people's hearts flutter.
Sir, put out the restless thoughts in your heart.
"Huh? Senior, what do you mean by...?" The old man forced himself to calm down and asked carefully.
But my heart sank directly to the bottom.
The thing I was most worried about finally happened.
The hook-nosed monk raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with an evil smile, and said calmly: "Nothing else, I just want to make a deal with my fellow Taoist."
The old man smiled coquettishly, "Senior is just joking about the transaction. The junior is just building a foundation. How can he be qualified to trade with the senior?"
"Fellow Taoist, why should you be so modest? I think the green and yellow Liang Dan in your arms is very good and can be traded."
The hook-nosed monk raised his eyebrows and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the thatched cottage.
Seeing that nothing had changed inside, I was completely relieved.
"Of course, I won't let you suffer. These one hundred spiritual stones are a considerable amount of resources for you."
After saying that, the hook-nosed monk smiled and raised his hand to take out a simple storage bag.
Before the storage bag could be thrown out, the sinister gaze locked on the pill bottle containing Biluo Huangliang Dan in the old man's arms.
The old man became nervous and subconsciously took a step back.
Before he could speak, another loud voice sounded, "Song Laoliu, you are really evil-hearted. You only want a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, but you want someone else's Biluo Huangliang Pill?"
Another monk with thick eyebrows and beards, tall and tall, wearing animal skins and a pig-killing knife on his waist, came forward.
This monk's whole body exuded a strong aura, and there was even a thick evil spirit permeating the air.
They are both in the Golden Elixir stage of Dzogchen. Although they have not reached their peak, the aura of cultivation they exude is obviously on par with this hook-nosed monk.
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You? Bloody Hand Butcher Zhang Feihu?"
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this Bi Luo Huang Liang Dan was the one I targeted first. The deal has not been completed yet. Isn't it unreasonable for you to interfere with it?"
The aquiline-nosed monk crossed his hands across his chest. As he spoke, he clasped a blood-red Maoyou hairpin secretly in his palms and quietly activated his true energy to inject it into it.
"Trade? You can't even say that! What's the difference between your behavior and forced buying and selling?"
"When it comes to transactions, we should pay attention to the word fairness. With your state of mind, let alone whether you can succeed in overcoming the tribulation, even if you succeed, there will be problems in your future cultivation!"
"Even if you get this Biluohuang Liangdan, I'm afraid it will just be a waste."
Zhang Feihu, a monk with thick eyebrows and beards, raised his voice and made a loud voice.
His words were filled with disdain and ridicule.
"Zhang Feihu, you... are you looking for death?"
The hook-nosed monk's eyes turned cold, and the aura around his body became cold. The aura of the peak cultivation level of the Golden Elixir Stage was released at this moment, turning into invisible pressure and forcing Zhang Feihu away.
"Want to take action? If I were afraid of you, my surname would not be Zhang!"
Zhang Feihu frowned and pulled out the butcher's knife from his waist.
The knife didn't look good, but it was as black as ink, with a few streaks of dark red blood.
It was actually very spiritual and mixed with a strong evil spirit.
As soon as he appeared, the place was filled with a mind-blowing smell of blood.
"Huh? A third-grade magic weapon? You...you actually refined this treasure into a third-grade magic weapon?" The hook-nosed monk's face darkened, and two fearful glances flashed across his eyes.
The gap between the two people's cultivation realm is not too big. Now that the other party holds this third-grade magic weapon and faces each other head-on, his little advantage in cultivation is gone.