Ye Ling's appearance did not attract the attention of the monks trading spiritual beasts outside the east gate. Ye Ling was too ordinary in terms of her clothes and appearance. Among the crowd, she was definitely the most inconspicuous one.
Now Ye Ling still lacks a fast-flying third-level mount. He has seen Song Qiong's third-level spiritual crane. It is more than a little faster than his second-level fire eagle. It is worth buying and will definitely be of great use in the future. .
Ye Ling came to an old man who was setting up a stall and saw that he was wearing a crane cloak and a tiger-print robe underneath. The attire was very strange. He is neither like a hunting monk, nor an ordinary sect disciple, nor a casual cultivator.
Because Ye Ling discovered that the old man wearing a crane cloak had a jade medal in the shape of an animal head tied around his waist. It was obviously a jade medal representing the identity of the sect. All this aroused Ye Ling's curiosity.
"This old fellow Taoist, may I ask which sect you are from? It seems that you are not a monk from the five major sects around our Maple Bridge Town."
Ye Ling looked indifferent, suppressed his curiosity in his heart, and asked calmly.
The old man in the crane cloak glanced at Ye Ling and saw that he was wearing a moon-white satin gown and did not even have the third-level top-grade robes or equipment on him, and he immediately looked down upon him. The old man in the crane cloak said rather proudly: "Zongs? What do the sects around Maple Bridge Town mean? I am a third-generation disciple of the nine great immortal sects of the Wu Kingdom and the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect!"
Ye Ling suddenly understood, and his eyes lit up. No wonder the jade token he was carrying was different, and his clothes were also very different from those of the monks in the sect.
The monks who were doing business in the nearby Spirit Beast Market, listening to the old man's proud words, all looked at him sideways, Immortal Sect monk! In their eyes, he is definitely superior to others.
I don’t know how many people want to enter the nine major immortal sects of Wu Kingdom to practice, but they have no chance to join. Only monks with high spiritual qualifications; or wait until the Qi training period disciple competition in Maple Bridge Town to win the top 100 ninth level Qi training. Only monks can worship into the Immortal Sect.
Ye Ling knew this rule. Lu Binglan, the proud daughter of the Lu Cultivation Clan in Maple Bridge Town, belonged to the former group. She had excellent qualifications with a single ice spirit root, so she joined the Celestial Pill Immortal Sect early.
And this old man wearing a crane cloak should belong to the latter. Because his spiritual root qualifications may not be extremely high, the fact that he has reached the ninth level of Qi training at such an old age is enough to prove this.
Ye Ling secretly thought: "I think this old man wearing a crane cloak is also a strong Qi practitioner in a small town! Only then is he qualified to join the Beast Taming Immortal Sect. For some reason, he didn't build a foundation. Could it be? Didn't he get a good ranking in the qi training disciple competition? Or did he fail after taking the Foundation Establishment Pill? But no matter what, he came to Maple Bridge Town to do business, it must be to earn spiritual stones, maybe There are really good spiritual beast mounts.”
The old man in the crane cloak seemed to be immersed in the envious and even jealous eyes of everyone. He was full of arrogance and looked down at everyone. He didn't seem to pay attention to Ye Ling, who was at the seventh level of Qi training. In his opinion, Ye Ling didn't have anything top-grade. The equipment is really too poor.
How did he know that Ye Ling's Immortal Mansion Jade Pendant contained many pieces of top-grade third-level equipment, including ice silk robes, aura amulets, Liuying belts, etc. As long as Ye Ling makes a thought, these equipments will be worn on his body instantly, and he doesn't need to wear them at all to show off in the market.
In addition, Ye Ling also wanted to avoid attracting the attention of others, let alone let others recognize that he was the mysterious monk at the Wanbao Pavilion auction. These magical weapons and robes obtained from the auction cannot be easily exposed to the public, otherwise It will inevitably lead to death!
The old man in the crane cloak saw that Ye Ling had turned away his consciousness to scan the spirit beast bag on his stall. He was unhappy and said coldly: "Young man, why don't you leave? The spirit beasts in my stall can only be purchased by ordinary monks." I’m sorry! It’s not that I’m looking down on you, but you can’t afford the cheapest third-level spirit beast here.”
Ye Ling smiled calmly: "Oh? Let me ask you. Do you have a third-level mount bird in your stall?"
"Of course! And there are more than one, ranging from 3,000 to 8,000 spiritual stones. Can you afford it?"
The old man in the crane cloak of the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect frowned and glared at Ye Ling, as if if he quoted a high price, he would be frightened and turn away.
However, Ye Ling didn't move at all, showing interest, nodded and said with a smile: "Haha, it's really not cheap! Take them all out of the spirit beast bag, I want to look at them one by one."
The fire of the old man in the crane cloak hit him upwards, his brows were furrowed, his face darkened, and he said rudely: "Are you just trying to amuse me? I, a monk from the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect, am not a vegetarian!"
Ye Ling was angry and funny at the same time. He had seen this kind of scene many times. He took out a storage bag and threw it in front of the old man in the crane cloak. The shining spiritual stone was revealed, reflecting the sun's brilliance and catching people's eyes. !
Ye Ling said coldly: "This is 20,000 spirit stones. You look at the money, and I look at the goods! Just show me the best third-level mount, and I want to see if it is worth 8,000!"
The eyes of the old man in the crane cloak suddenly shone with light, as if they were intertwined with the spiritual stone. He was so shocked that he quickly changed his smile and said haha: "Hey, fellow Taoist, it can be said that the real person does not show his face, and the real person does not show his true face! Xiaoxiao! I have been very offended with my words just now, because I have not found a good buyer these days, and I am anxious and upset. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."
After saying that, the old man in the crane cloak stood up and bowed repeatedly, showing great respect.
Seeing the old man's sudden change, Ye Ling sneered in his heart, knowing that the old man in the crane cloak was respectful to the spirit stone and was not really so humble.
Ye Ling's expression did not change and he still said coldly: "That's all, release the third-level mount quickly! Only buy when the goods are good. If the goods are ordinary, I will go elsewhere."
The old man in the crane cloak quickly took out an exquisite spirit beast bag and said with a smile: "The little old man brought a third-level mutant demon dragon from the Immortal Sect! It only sells eight thousand spirit stones, which is absolutely cheap. Fellow Taoist, please be careful!"
"Mutated demon dragon?"
Ye Ling was shocked. The demon dragon mount is definitely the rarest mount among the third-level spiritual beasts! Especially the mutated demon dragon, which shows that Gengu's qualifications are not bad, and it is even possible to be promoted to the fourth level!
I saw the old man in the crane cloak pat the spirit beast bag, and a water-blue demonic dragon rose into the sky! This caused the entire Spirit Beast Market outside the east gate to exclaim!
"What! A third-level demon dragon? Where did it come from? It is rare for us to carry this kind of spiritual beast around Maple Bridge Town!"
"Yes, I have only heard that there is a seventh-level ice dragon guarding the Songyang Jungle. Apart from that, I have never seen a demon dragon!"
Everyone was talking a lot and gathered around the old man in the crane cloak to ask about the price. Many people even stared at the demonic dragon with unkind expressions and were very jealous.
The old man in the crane cloak proudly separated his index finger and thumb, showed the eight-character sign to everyone, and said proudly: "Eight thousand spiritual stones! How about it? I sell them not expensive, right? Hehe, don't make any crooked ideas, either. I am from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect!”
