Chapter 502 The Resentful Infant in the Sarcophagus
"It was indeed a worthwhile trip to attend the Tianyuan Treasure Fair. I got two rare treasures at a low price on the first day."
"A piece of calamity-level evil flesh and blood is quite good, whether it is used to feed flesh spirit gods or transformed into ghostly mud meat."
"An unknown spiritual seed shaped like five internal organs can be exchanged for only one Xuanyin Pill and a thousand spiritual stones. It will make a lot of money."
Although the variety, grade, cultivation method, etc. of that spiritual seed are all unknown, with Lu Xuan's special ability, he can learn about the spiritual plant at any time.
If he hadn't still wanted to hang out on the lower floor of Duobao Building, he would have planted the seeds immediately and learned the specific information about the spiritual seeds.
After picking up two items in a row, Lu Xuan was in a good mood and wandered leisurely among the stalls to see if there were any unknown spiritual species or various materials suitable for the growth of spiritual plants.
After walking for a while, he was attracted by a sarcophagus on a stall.
The sarcophagus is covered with mottled traces of time and is gray-black in color. The four sides are engraved with patterns of green-faced and fanged evil spirits. Through the lid of the coffin, one can see a green-black resentful baby sealed inside the coffin.
The resentful infant's head and limbs were deeply nailed by a long bronze nail engraved with dense and obscure runes. It could not move. It was filled with yin energy. The shadows of infants and children kept floating out of its body and crawling along the inner wall of the coffin.
Climb away.
Sensing Lu Xuan's infiltrated spiritual consciousness, the green and black resentful infant suddenly opened its eyes, a pair of empty pupils staring in the direction of Lu Xuan.
"Look at me again, look at me again and I will eat you."
Lu Xuan thought in his mind and asked the stall owner:
"Fellow Taoist, where does this sarcophagus come from? What is the origin of the resentful baby inside?"
"Obtained in a mysterious secret realm, the resentment of the infants inside is extremely strong, and the mind is easily affected by it. The sealing magic weapon inside is slightly loose, which will breed many resentful infants."
The stall owner is a female cultivator with high cheekbones. She has a sharp expression and a cold voice.
"How interested are you in this sarcophagus? How many spiritual stones are needed?"
Lu Xuan asked casually, the Holy Infant Fruit in the small courtyard of the underworld needs to be raised with the resentful souls of the dead infants. The previous wooden infants have been almost drained by him, and the resentful infants in the sarcophagus in front of him can be used as a replacement.
"Four thousand eight hundred spiritual stones."
"This is too expensive. I don't know how effective the most valuable bronze nails in the sarcophagus are, nor do I know the material of the sarcophagus."
"The resentful babies inside may be of great use to evil cultivators, but for me, I have to spend extra energy to purify them. How about this, how about giving me the four thousand spirit stones?"
Lu Xuan followed his usual practice and gave him a severe chop first.
The two bargained several times before he figured out the female cultivator's bottom line, and finally settled on a price of 4,200 low-grade spiritual stones.
"Fellow Taoist, here is the number of spiritual stones. Please take a look at them."
Lu Xuan took out the spirit stone and handed it to the female cultivator.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when the two were about to close the deal, a gloomy voice sounded.
Lu Xuan followed the sound and saw a skinny old man with a pale face and a sinister air walking over.
"Old ghost Xuanyin!"
The female cultivator exclaimed softly, her tone a little afraid of this skinny old man.
"Fellow Taoist, this sarcophagus is destined to me, why don't you give me some face and give it to me?"
The skinny old man squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Xuan. The skin where his eyes fell felt a cold air, and dense chicken skin appeared involuntarily.
"Sorry, I have already bought this sarcophagus. Fellow Taoist, you should look for other treasures."
Lu Xuan said coldly.
"Really? The sarcophagus is in this stall, which means it doesn't belong to fellow Taoists, so it's completely fair competition."
The skinny old man chuckled sinisterly and said.
"We have already discussed the price. Could it be that fellow Taoist wants to steal love with a sword?"
Lu Xuan's face gradually darkened.
"What, do you have any objections?"
"Master Jie Dan and others in Duobao Tower will not let fellow Taoists buy and sell by force."
Lu Xuan took a deep look at the old man and imprinted his appearance in his mind.
"Of course I won't violate the rules of Duobao Building, but I don't have to go out from this building."
"There is no problem if you want to follow two monks whose cultivation level is much lower than mine."
The old man glanced at Lu Xuan and the female cultivator, with a hint of threat in his tone.
A hint of helplessness flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, and she glanced at Lu Xuan.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm really sorry. This old ghost has a very strong background. For the sake of my own safety, I decided to sell this sarcophagus to him."
"As for fellow Taoist, how about I compensate you with another two hundred spirit stones?"
"This old ghost Xuan Yin comes from the Ji Yin Sect. He is only one step away from forming pills. He acts viciously and viciously. He loves to refine the souls of monks into magic weapons for their use. I don't know how many monks have died in his hands.
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Just when Lu Xuan wanted to continue fighting for the sarcophagus, a quick and soft voice came into his sea of consciousness. It was the female cultivator who secretly transmitted the voice.
"Then it can only be decided by you, fellow Taoist. As for the spirit stones, forget it."
The duck that was about to be cooked flew away, and an unknown fire arose in Lu Xuan's heart, and he sent a message to the female cultivator.
A sneer appeared on the skinny old man's face. He took the sarcophagus and looked at the resentful baby inside, feeling extremely fond of it.
"Thank you very much, fellow Taoist, for giving me the treasure. When the treasure meeting is over, if you run into fellow Taoist outside, I must express my gratitude to you."
Before leaving, he came to Lu Xuan specifically, with a deeper meaning in his tone.
"Okay, I welcome you."
Lu Xuan replied coldly.
A hazy spiritual light appeared in his eyes, sweeping across the skinny old man's body.
I don’t know if the old man was overconfident, but he showed up directly in the building with his true face without any cover.
"Xiao Teng, remember this person's aura. After the Tian Yuan Bao meeting is over, I want you to help me find him."
Lu Xuan said to the demon vine that shrunk and hid in his sleeves.
The Demonic Vine is extremely sensitive to all kinds of scents, so you can go directly to this skinny old man when you go out.
In addition, there are Void Nightmare Eyes constantly wandering outside Duobao Tower, which can also detect and follow the old man.
Lu Xuan had been practicing for many years, and for the first time, someone forcibly intercepted the treasure that Hu was interested in. Although he had always been cautious, he couldn't swallow this sigh of relief.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Since this skinny old man likes to refine resentful souls, he must have a lot of corresponding magic weapons. He can easily obtain them when the time comes, which can save a lot of spiritual stones.
As for the old man's perfect state of foundation building, he didn't pay much attention to it. With the active sneak attack and the numerous fifth-grade magic weapons and treasures on his body, Lu Xuan felt that he could be sure of it.
"Since you really want to meet me outside the building, then I will satisfy your small request and see you for the first and last time."
"I hope you can gain more during this period so as not to disappoint me then."
He made a careful note of the skinny old man in his notebook, continued wandering around, and his thoughts about picking things up faded a little, before returning directly to his room.