Two hours later, Shen Long came to the square where the stalls were set up and walked around to take a look.
Shen Long suddenly quickened his pace and came to a small stall. The owner of the stall was a tall and thin old man in green robe. He was much larger than the human race. He had many green runes on his body and his eyes were also green. .
The Wood Spirit Tribe, a branch of the Spirit Tribe, is proficient in the art of planting and is good at cultivating elixir and fruit trees.
Shen Long's eyes fell on a green rice bag, which contained some blood-colored particles. The shape of the blood-colored particles resembled a mini dragon.
"How to sell these blood dragon rice?"
Shen Long asked.
Blood dragon rice can strengthen the physical body. It is a relatively precious spiritual rice and is relatively difficult to cultivate.
"Just exchange it, not sell it. Materials of the same value are fine."
The old man in green robe said, his voice a little hoarse.
Shen Long took out a blue brocade box and handed it to the old man in green robe.
The old man in green robe opened it, glanced at it, and quickly closed it. It contained ten thousand years of soul-nurturing wood.
"Deal, these blood dragon rice belong to fellow Taoist."
The old man in green robe handed the rice bag to Shen Long.
Shen Long carefully checked the blood dragon rice, and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked: "Qianlong, what do you call me, fellow Taoist?"
"Musen."
The old man in green robe said.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, do you still have blood dragon rice? I will exchange it with you for other things, such as elixirs."
Shen Long asked via voice transmission.
"No, that's all I have. Fellow Taoist Qian is an alchemist?"
Musen asked curiously.
Shen Long nodded and said: "But I can't refine the top-grade elixir. There is no problem with the top-grade elixir."
"I only have so much blood dragon rice left on my body. If fellow Taoist can refine the best elixir, you can go directly to Wuling Pavilion to exchange for blood dragon rice. Wuling Pavilion is a shop opened by our spiritual clan and sells our spiritual clan's specialty."
Musen said.
"Wuling Pavilion! No problem."
Shen Long agreed, put away the rice bag and left.
He wandered around the square without buying anything else.
Back at Qingyue Pavilion, Shen Long released the spirit-chasing beast.
"Master, there are seven waves of divine consciousness that have been following you near you. They are all god-transforming monks."
The spirit chasing beast said.
"Qi Gu! So many!"
Shen Long said a little surprised.
"So many have been discovered for the time being, and we cannot rule out that there are more."
The spirit chasing beast said.
Shen Long nodded and said, "Just stay here and see if any familiar fluctuations of consciousness pass through here."
"Yes, Master."
The spirit chasing beast agreed.
Shen Long walked into the practice room, took out a cyan clay pot, and cooked blood dragon rice.
Not long after, a can of blood dragon rice was cooked. The rice grains were blood red.
Shen Long took a spoonful of spiritual rice, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
It's chewy and a rich rice aroma spreads in your mouth.
It didn't take long for him to finish a can of blood dragon rice, and his body felt slightly warm.
Shen Long quickly sat down cross-legged and used his kung fu to refine the huge energy contained in the blood dragon rice.
After a while, Shen Long was sweating profusely, his veins were exposed, and the blood vessels under his skin could be clearly seen. He felt like he had fallen into the hot lava, and his whole body was stinging unbearably, as if he was about to be burned to ashes.
Half an hour later, Shen Long returned to normal, his clothes wet with sweat.
He felt that his whole body was full of power and said in surprise: "The effect of blood dragon rice is so strong! It is indeed a specialty of the Wood Spirit Tribe."
This jar of blood dragon rice is more effective than a top-grade blood dragon pill, and it is estimated that only the top-grade blood dragon pill can match it.
He put away the clay pot and meditated to adjust his breathing.
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Qianyang Realm, Yuling Sect.
Yuan Rui, Master Bingcan and Su Changfeng were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, talking about something.
"You can enter the God Transformation stage with peace of mind! If you advance to the God Transformation stage, our Yuling Sect will have two God Transformation monks."
Yuan Rui's face was filled with pride.
Master Bing Can has cultivated to the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul and can try to reach the stage of divine transformation. Shen Long left behind a lot of Seven Treasure Glazed Pills.
Master Bingcan nodded and said, "I hope I can succeed."
"Master, if you can advance to the stage of divine transformation and ascend to the spiritual realm, master will definitely be very happy."
Su Changfeng said with a smile.
"I hope so. I don't know how he is doing. I can't contact him and he can't come down."
Master Bingcan sighed, with a somewhat worried look in his eyes.
The thing he is most proud of is that he taught the disciple Shen Long. They can't contact Shen Long now.
"I sent someone to guard Junior Brother Shen's natal soul lamp. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately. There is no abnormality in his natal soul lamp, which means he is fine. I just don't know if he has joined the cultivating sect or become a casual cultivator."
Yuan Rui said at the end with curiosity on his face.
"Uncle Yuan flew to the Lingshu Realm, so he naturally knows about Shen Long's situation."
Bing Canzhen said.
"I promised him that there is no second god-transformation monk in the Yuling Sect, and I will never consider ascending. Besides, I am only in the early stage of god-transformation, and it is still early in the middle stage."
Yuan Rui said seriously.
After chatting for a while, Master Bingcan and Su Changfeng left, and Master Bingcan began to retreat to the stage of spiritual transformation.
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Lingshu Realm, Shenbingfang City, Qingyue Pavilion.
In the practice room, Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red futon with his eyes slightly closed.
After a while, he opened his eyes, took out a communication disk with flashing light, and typed in a spell. Li Bin's voice rang out: "Fellow Taoist Qian, I have collected the information you want. Come to Shengyi Building!" "
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Shen Long agreed, put away the interrogation tray, stood up and walked out.
He came outside and saw the spirit chasing beast.
"Master, in the past half month, there have been twelve familiar waves of spiritual consciousness appearing nearby, two of which are far away, and nine are relatively close."
The spirit chasing beast said.
"It seems that they have arranged for someone to keep an eye on me. They really think highly of me."
Shen Long sneered, took the spirit beast back into his spirit beast bracelet, pushed the door open and walked out.
After a cup of tea, he came to the door of Shengyi Building, glanced left and right, and found no follower.
He strode into the Shengyi Building, and less than a quarter of an hour later, Shen Long walked out, his expression as usual.
He wandered around the street, taking a look around, looking behind him from time to time, and he actually spotted a few familiar faces, all of whom were cultivators of the God Transformation.
Half an hour later, Shen Long appeared at the door of a splendid palace with three golden characters "Transportation Hall" written on it. There was a teleportation array here that could be teleported to other cities. The managers of these cities and the Shenbing Sect The relationship is all very good.
Shen Long strode into the teleportation hall. The hall was spacious and bright, and he could see seven teleportation arrays of different sizes. Next to each teleportation array, there was a blue stone tablet with the teleportation location written on it.
Shen Long walked to a teleportation array. The green stone tablet next to it had the four characters "Qihongfang City" written on it. He paid off the teleportation fee, and the guard entered a magic spell. All the runes on the teleportation array lit up, and a spiritual light shot into the sky. It rose up and submerged his figure.
The aura dissipated and Shen Long disappeared.
(End of chapter)
