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Chapter 175 Pill stove, cassock and pictures

Li Qingtong was walking among the crowds, and a piece of rune inner armor was created from scratch, using extremely wonderful skills to make up for the lack of materials.

The wood thorns that are two to three hundred years old are refined into rune inner armor that is infinitely close to the best magic weapon.

Li Qingtong was quite satisfied.

"Following me all the way, I wonder what this fellow Taoist has to say?" Li Qingtong suddenly stopped and stared in one direction among the crowd.

Some monks along the way retreated in groups because they didn't want to cause trouble.

A somewhat panicked figure was revealed.

This person, whom Li Qingtong sensed through the spiritual tripod, was the person with the lowest cultivation level in the entire secret society trading place.

"I...I have some good things here. I wonder if you are interested in taking a look?" The monk who was at a very low level was extremely nervous.

At this moment, he mustered up the courage to talk to such a strange being who was suspected to be a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

That's right, in the eyes of this young monk, Li Qingtong should be a strong man in the foundation-building stage with unfathomable cultivation!

The reason is that while Li Qingtong was refining weapons while walking, his body unconsciously released a faint Taoist aura.

That kind of breath is so mysterious and magical that the monks in the Qi Refining Stage suddenly feel enlightened when they touch it, and their confused state of mind seems to have an extra bright light!

How could this be done by an ordinary monk in the Qi refining stage?

He must be a Foundation Establishment Stage monk, and he must be a strong one among those Foundation Establishment Stage monks!

"Yes!" After saying that, Li Qingtong moved closer to the crowded road.

As soon as he pointed it out, a runic restriction was instantly created in the air, giving people a wonderful feeling.

The weak monk in the Qi Refining Stage was not timid. He stepped into a small isolated space.

"Don't waste my time!" Li Qingtong's voice had changed a long time ago, and now it had a different timbre from when the outside world questioned the young monk in the Qi Refining Stage.

It's as if this is Li Qingtong's original voice.

As a monk in the foundation building stage, he is still so cautious... The young monk in the Qi refining stage opposite feels that he has learned a lot!

"Senior, please take a look at this." The monk in the Qi Refining Stage, who was not very advanced in cultivation, made up his mind and took out a mottled alchemy furnace.

"Hey! This alchemy furnace may have been a treasure that could drive countless alchemy masters crazy back then! But now...it has almost exhausted its spiritual power and is not worth many spiritual stones. I can try to save one or two, here

There is a pair of inner armor that I am proud of. If you are willing, I can exchange it for you. If you are not satisfied, you can go to the surrounding stalls and have a look." Li Qingtong was startled by the good fortune of the little guy in front of him.

This is a third-level alchemy tripod that is neither an ancient treasure nor an illegal treasure. It is the kind of important weapon placed in the alchemy room of a big power.

However, because this alchemy furnace has not been used for so long, it has not received the spiritual nourishment of the flame, and the alchemy furnace has become decayed to the point of collapse.

"Thank you, senior!" After the young monk finished exploring the rune inner armor, he was extremely pleasantly surprised by the novel structure and powerful defense of this piece.

This kind of defensive treasure armor is often priceless in the world of cultivation.

This exchange made the young monk feel very satisfied.

In this secret society trading place, he showed the alchemy furnace to several people he believed were wealthy.

The highest bidder did not exceed five hundred spirit stones.

It's far worse than the one in front of me.

"As long as you are satisfied. You can take care of yourself!" Li Qingtong put away the giant three-foot-tall alchemy furnace. The strange fact that this young monk in the Qi refining stage with a low level had a storage bag did not leave a trace in his heart.

Too big a mark.

A gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper manner. If he kills wantonly for some cultivation resources, it goes against Li Qingtong's original intention.

"Senior, please stay!" Just when Li Qingtong was about to open the restriction and leave, the young monk said unexpectedly.

Li Qingtong turned around. He wanted to see what this young monk, who was probably about the same age as him, wanted to do after hesitating and struggling.

"Junior, here is a valuable family heirloom. Please take a look at it, senior." After saying this, the young monk took out a small baggage made of special material from his arms.

Li Qingtong couldn't help but take a closer look. The baggage was clearly woven with rare spiritual threads.

It has the miraculous effect of covering up the detection of spiritual consciousness.

The little monk opened the baggage, and Li Qingtong realized belatedly that this baggage with strange patterns was actually a cassock!

In Qingzhou, where Butian Dao Sect is the leader, there is not a single Buddhist force.

As for Buddhist instruments and the like, they are also extremely rare.

The cassock that appeared in front of Li Qingtong should have been of a very high grade.

But now this cassock is almost of ordinary quality, much worse than that alchemy furnace.

Even though the spiritual energy of creation bred by the Lingding Cauldron has the ability to nourish all things, Li Qingtong didn't think he could repair the cassock.

There is always something strange about Buddhist things, and their completely rough and unreasonable weapon-refining methods are beyond the reach of ordinary weapon-refiners.

However, this thing is also very precious. If you have the opportunity to sell it to a Buddhist monk in the future, it will definitely make people laugh until their faces cramp.

But the cassock is not the real target, an old and mottled scroll that makes it difficult to tell the material is.

"Senior, please be careful. This scroll has magical properties. You must be fully prepared before viewing it, otherwise you will definitely be traumatized." The young monk kindly reminded me.

"A magical scroll? Interesting!" A huge lotus appeared at Li Qingtong's feet.

The white and crystal clear petals, half covered and half closed, perfectly protect Li Qingtong.

There were many more petals falling from the top of Li Qingtong's head. If the black robe hadn't been an eyesore, this would have been a picture of an immortal coming to the world with an immortal demeanor.

Li Qingtong, who was fully prepared, opened the rolled-up ancient scroll with painted hearts.

In just an instant, Li Qingtong's pupils dilated three times!

Ninety percent of the area on the scroll is filled with women in various poses and poses whose delicate bodies are half-covered in gauze.

Those faces are so beautiful that people can’t bear to blink, those undulating hills and mountains make people linger, those tiny gestures and charming expressions make people’s mouths dry, and those charming and innocent facial features that make people blush and salivate.

Continuously.

What about welfare?

After all, Li Qingtong also lived in two lives. In his previous life of more than 20 years, he went through a lot of baptisms, and in this life, he was full of meat in his dream experience.

It can be regarded as four words: rich experience.

But in front of this picture, everything is in vain.

He seemed to have been hit in the weak spot all of a sudden.

This kind of unreasonableness at its root... seems to be summed up only by demonic nature.

Just when Li Qingtong's mind was led into a strange state, but Lingding chose to avoid it temporarily... a cruel mutation happened!


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