Upon hearing Bai Ran's words, the forgetful look on the old Taoist's face disappeared without a trace, and he calmed down again:
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Bai is planning to use this to blackmail Pindao."
"Blackmail? What you said is wrong. So far, I have not asked my fellow Taoist for anything substantial. Instead, I have given away a few rare soul stones. If you think it is not a good deal, you can answer the second question in vain.
I have never asked. I will never take these soul stones back." Bai Ran said as usual.
Upon hearing this, Master Tianjing's expression froze, and then he became uncertain.
Bai Ran was not in a hurry and stood on the opposite side without any intention of urging.
"With the puppetry technique I gave you, you can roughly distinguish between true and false. But what you said about the underworld beast, how do I know if it is false?" After a while, the old Taoist said coldly.
"To be honest, even if my fellow Taoist knew about the land of the underworld beast, he still wouldn't be able to enter it. Not only is it extremely dangerous, but even if you get in by chance, you will never come back. I only escaped death when I ordered you to do it. However, even if you don't believe me,
said,
But the soul stones are genuine. If I exchange part of them for the puppet refining technique in your hands, my fellow Taoist will not suffer any loss. Otherwise, even if there is no puppet refining technique, what is the use without the soul stone?" Bai Ran calmly said slowly
road.
After hearing these words, Master Tianjing frowned, with a look of hesitation on his face.
"Okay! I don't have the time to wonder whether the source of the soul stone you said is true or false. I just want to ask my friend how many soul stones you want to use in exchange for the puppet refining technique. If the number is too small, I'd better keep it for myself.
"The old Taoist weighed the pros and cons and finally said with a calm expression.
"It depends on the value of the ancient puppet technique provided by fellow Taoist. If you can only refine those puppets in the daytime, even if you show them to me for free, I won't be interested." Bai Ran felt happy in his heart.
His face remained calm.
"Those puppets I exchanged for things during the day are just defective products that I found in the ruins. From what my fellow Taoist said, it seems that the more powerful the puppets that can be refined, the more soul stones you will give." The old Taoist said.
He said with a strange look on his face.
"Yes! That's what it means. If you can refine a puppet technique with a full-strength strike that has the power of the Nascent Soul stage or above, I will just give the real person twenty or thirty soul stones, so what's the harm?" Bai Ran pursed his lips and said calmly.
"Are they all the same quality soul stones they were given at the beginning?" Master Tianjing asked seriously.
"Could it be that the ancient puppet technique can really create a puppet equivalent to a Nascent Soul monk?"
Bai Ran was surprised at first, then overjoyed, and said without hesitation:
"Since Mr. Bai said it, it is definitely not a lie."
"Okay, these are the jade slips refined by the ancient puppets. There is no need to borrow anything, just give them to fellow Taoists." The old Taoist quickly took out a white jade slip from the storage bag and gave it to Bai Ran directly.
Then a hint of fox-like cunning appeared on his face.
Bai Ran was startled by the other party's actions. He vaguely felt that something was wrong. But after thinking about it, he picked up the jade slip politely and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness.
As a result, after a long while, Bai Ran's face turned red and white. As soon as he withdrew his consciousness, he stared at Master Tianjing without saying a word.
"Why. Among the several types of puppets provided in this puppet technique, the most advanced ones are even comparable to the attack of a monk in the middle stage of the Soul. Isn't it still in line with the requirements of fellow Taoists?" the old Taoist said with a smile.
"Hmph! Why doesn't it fit in? But the main material required by these puppets is actually something astonishing as ten thousand years of iron wood. There are also other auxiliary materials, not to mention rare, some of which I haven't even heard of.
I said, where should I go to find this?" Bai Ran looked angry.
"Hey! I can't help you with this matter. However, aren't there pictures of various materials on it? Maybe fellow Taoist has a good chance and has the opportunity to gather all the materials for the puppet?" Master Tianjing said slowly instead.
"Fellow Tianjing, have you found all the materials mentioned above? Otherwise, how could you collect soul stones everywhere?" To the old Taoist's surprise, the anger on Bai Ran's face quickly faded, and he immediately asked.
"When did Pindao say that he was going to refine the puppets himself? I just found two semi-finished high-level puppets in the ruins, and after integrating the soul stones into them, they can be used. Why bother to do it myself.
"Tianjing Zhenren said without changing his expression.
"You..." Bai Ran was speechless for a moment. This old man is really difficult to deal with!
"Okay, Pindao has handed over the puppet refining technique to fellow Taoist Bai. That Pindao..."
"for you!"
Bai Ran didn't wait for the old Taoist to finish speaking with a smile, he flipped his long sleeves on the table in annoyance, and after a green light flashed, a small pile of soul stones appeared there out of thin air.
The crystal light is sparkling and eye-catching.
Master Tianjing was overjoyed, but felt a little embarrassed. When he wanted to say something more, Bai Ran waved his hand and said:
"This time Bai accidentally suffered a loss. But he won't have any complaints. Now that I have cleared my things, I will leave." Bai Ran cupped his hands and turned around and left the attic with a depressed look on his face.
Without even looking back.
The old Taoist looked at Bai Ran's retreating figure, first shook his head with squinted eyes, then nodded, and then calmly put all the crystals into the storage bag.
This time, there was another puppet refining technique that was not used at all, and in exchange for so many soul stones, he was naturally extremely satisfied.
With this pile of soul stones, it is enough to completely complete those half-finished puppets.
However, Bai Ran took out so many soul stones at once, which really surprised him, and he couldn't help but think highly of Bai Ran.
What the old Taoist didn't know was that Bai Ran, who was walking a few streets away, had long since had the depressed look on his face. Instead, he was fiddling with the white jade slip with one hand and wearing a strange smile.
Thousands of years of iron wood is unlikely to others, but it is not a problem for him. It just takes a little longer.
As for several other unnamed materials, if he remembered correctly, they seemed to be found in the remains of the puppets in the Xutian Temple.
If he is lucky, he should be able to piece together the materials for several puppets. Of course, in addition to these materials, there are also some other rare auxiliary materials, which will take some time to collect. These full-power attack puppets are almost equivalent to those of Nascent Soul monks.
, refined, naturally powerful. It can make the puppet technique that he has given up once again become one of his trump cards.
It is a pity that although the jade slips record several refining methods equivalent to the pill-forming monk's puppet.
But the materials used for this kind of lower-level puppets cannot be easily found in the world of immortality. Some of the materials have been extinct for unknown years. Otherwise, if you have five or six of these puppets at one time, you will not be able to deal with the Nascent Soul stage monks.
What kind of threat does it pose? But if hundreds of them can be refined like before, the Yuanying monks will still have to retreat three feet.
However, Bai Ran could only think about this idea.
He knew without guessing that even if there were materials to refine such a pill-forming puppet, the cost of the materials would definitely be equivalent to the price of an ordinary magic weapon. Not to mention hundreds of them, even dozens of them, Bai Ran couldn't afford it.
of.
In the past, he was almost bankrupt in refining hundreds of third-level puppets from Qianzhu Cult. He even sold many monster materials at that time to get enough money for the materials. But now they are different from these
Compared to puppets, they pale into insignificance.
Bai Ran thought with a wry smile in his heart, then after identifying the person below, he ran directly to the west gate of Tiantian City.
Although it was getting late now, to him, there was no difference between day and night. He would go to find the Gengjing master first.
Compared with refining foreign objects such as puppets, the most important thing to do is to increase the power of your own natal magic weapon.
After all, the potential for improving your natal magic weapon is endless.
I hope that the Geng Jing master’s conditions are not too excessive. It would be best if he could exchange for some demon pills.
Bai Ran could only think in a good direction.
... Half a month later, the century-old trade fair was officially held. Many monks from all over the south of the world flocked to this city of monks.
The auction house in the city even auctioned various treasures on the second day of the trade fair.
The many rare items in the hall attracted many wealthy monks. A large number of high-level monks gradually poured into the auction house.
The auctions that lasted for several days made the auction hall extremely lively.
When today's auction came to an end, there were a few items that were particularly sought after by many high-level monks, and even some monks took advantage of the power of their sects to participate.
"Seven hundred and sixty thousand spiritual stones, this piece of Geng spirit was obtained by this fellow Taoist." A middle-aged monk standing at the front of the auction hall said with a smile on his face.
On the sandalwood table in front of him, there was an emerald green tray, with an inconspicuous pale golden ore the size of a walnut in it.
As a result, a monk with a vague face in silver robes walked out of the stage in excitement, stepped forward to hand over the spirit stone, and then took the Geng Jing away.
Bai Ran, who was also sitting in the audience, sighed softly. He suddenly stood up and walked out of the auction hall. No matter how precious the items under auction were, they had nothing to do with him.
That night, he easily found the Gengjing master with his spiritual consciousness. But what the other party wanted to exchange was actually a seventh-level beast egg or another legendary treasure refining material "Yi Shen Mud". Bai
However, it didn't happen. After the conversation was ineffective, he could only go back disappointed.
But from the other party's mouth, Bai Ran also learned that the piece of Geng Essence was not big. Even if he got it, it was only enough to be mixed with seven or eight flying swords, and it was still not enough.
But despite this, when today's auction with Geng Jing's participation began, Bai Ran still participated.
But as soon as the price exceeded 500,000 spirit stones, Bai Ran gave up on it completely.
It seems that his Dagong Sword Formation will not be able to be used in a short period of time.
After leaving the auction house, Bai Ran did not go there again, but went around several markets. He took advantage of this fair to collect some materials for refining ancient puppets.
Although there are still a lot of materials missing, the cultivation of ten thousand-year iron wood also takes a lot of time and green liquid. It is impossible to refine the ancient puppet of the Nascent Soul stage immediately, but give him enough time. After the puppet is refined in the future,
The strength can be greatly increased immediately.
Then, the Bairan people went straight to a corner of Tiantian City.
Today was already the fourth day of the trade fair. He remembered what Marquis Nanlong had told him, and he was a little curious, so he followed the place mentioned in the jade slip and walked for a while and found this place.
After Bai Ran briefly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, he stood in front of a seemingly ordinary stone house.
On the surface, this stone house seems to be just two isolated rooms connected to each other, which is inconspicuous.
He walked over and pondered for a moment. Before he could raise his hand and knock on the door, the door rang softly and opened on its own in front of his surprised eyes.
A bearded man wearing a jade crown and purple robe walked out with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, you are finally here. Let me introduce a few fellow Taoists to get to know you." Marquis Nanlong seemed to have known that the person standing outside the door was Bai Ran. As soon as he stood in front of Bai Ran, he greeted him with a cheerful face.
."Thank you, Your Majesty. I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Bai Ran said a few polite words and was let into the stone house by Nanlong Hou.
Bai Yi was startled by the situation inside the house. It was so empty. How could anyone be there?
But with a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered the forbidden fluctuations in the room.
At the same time, Nanlong Hou also noticed Bai Ran's behavior. He smiled slightly and said:
"Of course I can't hide this little trick from fellow Taoist. Fellow Daoist Bai, please follow me!"
Marquis Nanlong said as he casually drew a spell, and a piece of golden cloud shot out from his sleeve.
After the golden clouds passed, a certain inconspicuous ground in the house suddenly flashed with white light, the illusion disappeared, and a dark stone staircase suddenly appeared.
Marquis Nanlong walked on without saying a word. After Bai Ran frowned slightly, he followed without hesitation.
The stone steps are very short, and almost as soon as you step forward, you will appear in a small underground hall. The soft white light of a few moonstones illuminates the place dimly and brightly, but it is not very clear.
There were seven or eight monks inside, six of whom were sitting. Among them, a man and a woman stood side by side, as if they were together.
When these people saw Nanlong Hou and Bai Ran coming in, they glanced over at the same time.
"It's you!"
When the standing man saw Bai Ran's face, his face changed drastically and he cried out.
It sounded like he recognized Bai Ran.
Bai Ran was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on the face of this man in the late stage of pill formation.
The result was an impressive silver mask. Seeing this, Bai Ran was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This man turned out to be the desperate young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who chased him back then. He wore the same silver mask, and the same person under the mask. His eyes lacked the arrogance of the young man back then, but had more vicissitudes of life and a hint of anger.
color.
"I didn't expect to see old friends here. It really surprised Bai!"
"How is that possible? You...you condensed into Nascent Soul?"
The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect's voice was a little hoarse compared to before, but anyone could hear the fear in his words.
"What's going on? Do you know this fellow Taoist?" A man in black robe sitting in front of Wang Chan suddenly asked coldly.
"Second uncle, this person is the Huang Maple Valley monk named Bai whom I told you about. It was him back then..."
"Needless to say. Fellow Daoist Bai is already a Nascent Soul Stage monk. How can I still meet you as a junior?" The middle-aged man in a black shirt with an elegant face flashed a look of surprise on his face, but he frowned.
Finally, he interrupted without hesitation.
Then the man smiled warmly at Bai Ran and said pleasantly:
"I'm King Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Sect. My nephew doesn't know what happened back then, so he offended me for many reasons. But for my sake, I hope fellow Taoist will not care about this matter anymore."
Judging from this man's tone, he seemed to know a thing or two about Bai Ran.
"It was just a trivial matter between me and fellow Daoist Wang back then. How could Bai still hold grudges after so many years? Your Excellency filtered it out!" Bai Ran glanced at the man in black robes and chuckled, as if he really wanted to forget about it. But
Bai Ran sneered secretly in his heart.
Back then, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect almost killed him over and over again, and was even forced to take the risk of teleporting away from Tiannan. How could he give up this hatred so easily?
If it weren't for the large number of Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him and the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect here, he would definitely have killed the other party right away.
But for now, we can only take a look at what characters the other people are. Are there any demonic people?
Otherwise, Qiu did not report, but was destroyed by the other party's joint forces.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Bai was originally from Yellow Maple Valley. I thought that Fellow Daoist was originally a monk in the Luoyun Sect. However, it would be great if Fellow Daoist can give up the past grudges. After all, I have invited you here, and I don't want to see you.
Until something unpleasant happens." At this time, Marquis Nanlong intervened at the right time.
Wang Tiangu smiled slightly when he heard this. With such a deep scheming person, he would not easily believe what Bai Ran said.
So, he nodded seemingly casually and said:
"My fellow Taoist is so broad-minded, Wang admires me. But fellow Taoist Bai, don't worry. I will severely punish my nephew after I go back. But fellow Taoist actually cultivated from the foundation building stage to the Nascent Soul in just two hundred years."
Period. It’s really unbelievable. It must be possible that in a few hundred years, it will not be impossible for fellow Taoists to reach the late Nascent Soul stage. We and other people with dull qualifications will be far behind!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of other monks including Nanlong Hou all changed.
Bai Ran secretly screamed that something was wrong, and in his heart he hated this Ghost Spirit Sect monk until his teeth started to itch.
It was obvious that he was praising himself, but as soon as he said these words, he was put in the spotlight.
"Is Taoist Brother less than three hundred years old this year?" After a moment of silence, a dark-skinned man sitting in the corner asked strangely.
"Prince Wang is joking. I have just given birth to a baby, so how can I expect things like the Nascent Soul stage that will happen hundreds of years later?" Bai Ran replied lightly, scanning the people in the room one by one.
Only then did he realize that in addition to Wang Chan, the beautiful young woman next to him was also in the late stage of pill formation, and she was standing side by side with Wang Chan behind Wang Tiangu's body.
Judging from the calm and unhurried look of this woman, she is not like an ordinary female nun.
It is said that the Yan family, the largest family in the Yue Kingdom at that time, immediately joined the Ghost Spirit Sect as soon as they sneaked out of the Yue Kingdom, and married Yan Ruyan, the daughter of the family's Tianlinggen, to Wang Chan.
Could this be the girl? Bai Ran couldn't help but think.
As for the other six people, they were all Nascent Soul stage monks, and even an old man in a white shirt without a beard was still at the mid-Nascent Soul stage like Nanlong Hou.
Bai Ran took one more look at this person, and when she met the old man's eyes, she immediately shuddered. The other person's look was so cold that it seemed to pierce the heart and lungs. Bai Ran was shocked. But on the surface
But he calmly tilted his head slightly, seemingly casually avoiding his gaze.
When the old man saw this, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
At this moment, Marquis Nanlong greeted Bai Ran to sit down with a normal expression.
Bai Ran found an empty chair without any courtesy and sat down calmly. Then he glanced at Wang Chan with a half-smile but not a smile in his eyes.
The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, although he was frightened because of Wang Tiangu here, has now regained his composure. However, the look he looked at Bai Ran naturally contained unspeakable fear.
The enemy who had the same level of cultivation as him at that time actually jumped into the sky and condensed into Nascent Soul. This really made him frightened and angry, and naturally he was very jealous. But Yan Ruyan, on the other hand, took a second look at Bai Ran, her eyes were clear and bright.
, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
Seeing this scene, Bai Ran sneered and stopped paying attention to the two of them.
Nanlong Hou, as the initiator, stood in the middle with an upright expression and said in a deep voice:
"Some of these fellow Taoists are righteous monks, some are from demonic sects, and some are solitary cultivators. But one thing is the same for all of them. That is, their spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful.
This is why I will invite several fellow Taoists to gather here.
The reason. Some of them already know the general outline of the matter, but most fellow Taoists have not yet understood it. So I will explain the matter in detail again. Then everyone will decide whether to participate in this matter. If you are not willing, I will
Hou will never force it."
When Bai Ran heard this, he perked up and knew that the topic was coming.
"Hey! Forget about the others. The two juniors from the Ghost Spirit Sect will also be here. What does this mean? Don't tell me, the consciousness of these two people can also be compared with us." Sitting in the black robe
A cold-faced monk opposite him said suddenly without any warning. While speaking, he stared at Wang Tiangu with an unkind look, as if he was entangled with him.
When Bai Ran saw this, his heart moved.
"Fellow Daoist You, you may have made a mistake this time. Although the two of them are not very advanced, they are proficient in secret techniques. Together they can combine their spiritual consciousness into one. In a short period of time, their spiritual consciousness is not weaker than mine."
Wait. You know, monks with strong spiritual consciousness like us can actually
It's hard to find here. Some of my Taoist friends have either practiced some martial arts, or they are born with extraordinary spiritual consciousness, and some of them have treasures that can strengthen their spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, I would be a person who does useless things." Nanlong Hou said
It seemed that he had expected it and said it confidently.
"In this case, even if You didn't say what you just said!" the cold-faced monk said expressionlessly.
The other monks didn't have any objections. They looked at Nanlong Hou and prepared to listen to what he said next.
"The purpose of calling everyone here this time is actually to ask you to follow me on a trip to Mulan Grassland." Nanlong Marquis slowly scanned everyone before saying slowly.
"Mulan Grassland?"
As soon as Nanlong Hou spoke out, most of the monks present were shocked.
When Bai Ran heard this, his expression also changed drastically.