Zongmen Square.
Lu Li paused for a moment and then walked towards the Alchemy Building. The Alchemy Building belonged to the Qingyang Sect's Alchemy Hall and was a place dedicated to exchanging elixirs.
At this time, there was only one middle-aged deacon on the first floor of the alchemy building who was exchanging elixirs for a girl in a lavender dress.
There was no unnecessary words between the two of them. After the girl exchanged the money, she was about to leave. As soon as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped again and looked at the swarthy boy who came in a hurry, showing a trace of thought.
When the young man got closer, he tentatively asked, "Are you Junior Brother Lu Li?"
Lu Li saw the girl from a distance. Hearing this, he stopped and thought for a moment, then quickly replied, "Lu Li, I have met Senior Sister Zhou."
This person was none other than Zhou Xinyi who had saved him at Qingliang Temple three years ago. If she hadn't rushed into the hall in time, it would still be uncertain whether he would be dead or alive, so Lu Li was still grateful to Zhou Xinyi.
"It's really you." Zhou Xinyi was a little unbelievable, "I heard from Senior Brother Chu that your spiritual roots are extremely mixed. I didn't expect..."
This really overturned her cognition. In three years, Lu Li had reached the second level of Qi training with the talent of Nine Spirit Roots. This was really difficult for her to understand.
Lu Li didn't know how to answer, so he smiled and said, "It's just that I have to practice harder." After saying that, he changed the subject and asked, "Senior Sister Zhou, have you caught the evil Taoist?"
Zhou Xinyi shook her head, "No, there has been no news from him in the past three years. He seems to have left Liangzhou."
Didn't you catch it?
Hearing the news, Lu Li frowned and thought to himself: Zhang Song regards this elixir as his lifeblood, so it is absolutely possible that he will give up like this. Moreover, he is so old and may not live for a few more years before he can arrest people for experiments. Danfang is unlikely...
Then, it is very likely that they will find opportunities with me and Chen Zhong, so...
Thinking of this, Lu Li suddenly felt like a light on his back.
He even felt that the Qingyang Sect was no longer safe, because although Zhang Song could not enter the Qingyang Sect, he could seize and control the experienced disciples of the Qingyang Sect outside, and then drive them back to capture me... .
No, I have to prepare early.
He was originally going to exchange it for the Ningzhen Pill, but now it seems that it is better to exchange it for something that can save his life.
Because the realm cannot be broken through in a short time, and even if it is broken through, it will only be at the third level. The difference between one more level and one less level is not very big. But the trump card is different. A powerful trump card can kill people by one or two levels without any problem.
After coming back to his senses, Lu Li chatted with Zhou Xinyi for a few more words, then said goodbye and left.
"He's grown up now."
Looking at Lu Li's back, Zhou Xinyi murmured with a faint smile, then turned and left.
Baibaolou.
This is the place where Qingyang Sect specializes in selling all kinds of groceries, including but not limited to weapons, armor, talismans, etc... Generally, Qingyang Sect disciples will come here to buy some life-saving items when they go out for training.
At this time, Baibao Building was also empty, with only a fat middle-aged deacon dozing on a recliner behind the counter.
Lu Li walked to the counter and knocked on the countertop. The fat deacon woke up and saw that Lu Li didn't have his badge. He couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment, "What do you want?"
Not wearing a badge means that he is just a handyman disciple. A handyman disciple only contributes two to three hundred yuan a month, most of which are used to buy Ningzhen Pills. There are basically no people here.
Lu Li didn't know what he wanted to buy, so he said, "I want to buy some life-saving things that are suitable for me. I wonder if senior brother has any recommendations?"
"Life-saving things?" The fat deacon looked at Lu Li suspiciously, "Why do you, a handyman disciple, buy these? Are you planning to go out for training?"
"Ahem, I don't need to worry about this, senior brother."
"Oh, it's mysterious." The fat deacon stood up, "There are many life-saving things, but they are not cheap. Tell me how much you have contributed, and I will recommend them to you."
Lu Li thought to himself that since it is a life-saving thing, it must be the best thing to buy, so he said directly, "I have seven thousand contributions, senior brother, what do you think is suitable to buy?
"Seven thousand!"
The fat deacon trembled, "Are you not kidding me?"
Even formal disciples rarely buy things worth 7,000 yuan at a time.
Lu Li didn't waste any time. He spread out his palm and took out six purple cards, as well as a stack of white and yellow cards, "I'm serious."
"Okay, okay!" The fat deacon's eyes sparkled, he turned around and ran to the shelves next to him, "Wait, don't run away, or I will beat you up when I chase you to the handyman valley!"
Lu Li was speechless when he heard this.
After a while.
The fat deacon held a lot of miscellaneous things and threw them on the counter. He picked up a large black knife and began to introduce them incessantly.
Lu Li saw this and said quickly, "Brother, I don't want weapons. Is there anything that is easy to use and powerful, such as a powerful talisman..."
"You should have told me earlier."
The fat deacon rummaged around under the counter, and after a while he took out a stack of talismans and placed them on the counter.
"Intermediate speed running talisman, two hundred contributions. The energy drive makes people lighter and the speed is at least doubled."
"Intermediate Explosion Talisman, three hundred contributions..."
"Intermediate level trapping talisman, two hundred contributions per piece..."
"Intermediate flame bomb, three hundred contributions..."
"High-level turtle shell talisman, one contribution per thousand..."
"..."
After some introduction, the fat deacon raised his head and looked at Lu Li, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"
Lu Li thought about it and finally bought five Explosion Talisman, five Ground Trap Talisman, five Fire Bombs and ten Speedy Travel Talisman. As for the turtle-shell talisman, he first thought it was too expensive, and secondly, his body was still okay, so he gave up after thinking about it.
If all these talismans were summoned to one person, even an intermediate Qi practitioner would be filled with hatred. This was enough for Lu Li now.
"Junior brother, I actually have a good thing here, do you want to take a look?" Seeing Lu Li's generous offer, the fat deacon became more polite and said mysteriously.
Lu Li shook his head, "I have no contribution left."
"It doesn't matter if you don't contribute, you can exchange it for something else."
"What good stuff?" Hearing what the other party said, Lu Li couldn't help but feel a little interested.
When the fat deacon heard this, his eyes flashed, he walked out from behind the counter, walked straight to the door, looked around, then closed the door with a creak, and the light in the room instantly dimmed a bit.
Seeing this, Lu Li frowned instantly and quietly reached into his arms with one hand.
"Don't be nervous, can I still harm you here?" Seeing Lu Li stretching his hand into his arms, the fat deacon said with a twitching face.
"What exactly do you want to do, senior brother!"
"Hehe, let me show you something good." The fat deacon said and stretched out his hand, and a five-foot-tall black flag suddenly appeared in his hand.
The flag is like the signboard held by a fortune teller on the street, but the flag is shorter, the flagpole is dark red, and there is a white skull painted on it, which looks a bit scary.
Almost instantly, the thick smell of blood and biting coldness hit his face.
