"Except for the descendants of Ancestor Jin, the [Eagle Kite] from [Diamond Cave] and the [Three-tailed Spirit Fox] from [White Fox Mountain] are all strong contenders for the leadership."
"But these are still too far away from you. With your current cultivation level, being able to compete for the top 100 is a big deal."
"After all, in addition to these mysterious bloods, there are also many mortal bloods such as Mr. Hu who are perfect. Although you are known as the best in Black Wind Mountain, you must not get carried away. Otherwise, if you lose the martial arts performance, it will be a small matter and your life will not be worth it. .”
"Junior knows."
The mandrill also knew that the old sheep demon's words were also out of good intentions, and he was worried that Ye Jin would get carried away and die in this martial arts performance.
Time flies so fast, and another three days go by in a blink of an eye.
suddenly.
At the end of the endless green mountain forest, a huge "emerald" suddenly appeared.
The jadeite is sparkling under the sunlight, and when the breeze blows by, it can be said that the light is shining like gold, and the shadows are like walls. It is like a cold pool with clear water.
This isn't a cold pool, it's just a lake!
Around Hantan, there are towering mountains. As far as the eye can see, there are densely packed monsters everywhere.
The sounds of selling, cursing, and crying could be heard endlessly, and there was a monstrous noise.
Xiong Shanjun put down Ye Jin and other little demons, and went to pay homage to Patriarch Jin together with the three-winged Gui water snake Kui Yin.
Because of the Qilian martial arts event.
The hills near Bishui Hantan formed a short-lived "demon market".
Both sides of the road were filled with all kinds of stalls. The monsters were not as sophisticated as humans. They just laid a piece of animal skin on the ground and placed the goods that needed to be traded on it.
For those little demons who have never left their own territory, Qilian Martial Arts is not only an opportunity, but also a good place to trade treasures.
The stalls of the demon sellers are next to each other. Different from the elixirs and magic weapons cultivated by humans, the stalls mostly contain elixirs, mineral deposits, demon soldiers, and some weird gadgets.
This situation made Mandrill, who was used to seeing the orderly order of Wuyang City, have a different interest, and he started walking around with great interest.
Xiao Ginseng Jing's little face flushed with excitement, and the strong medicinal fragrance was mixed together, Xiao Ginseng Jing was almost drunk.
The two big buling buling eyes stared at the mandrill, their eyes full of longing.
"Brother Monkey..."
The mandrill was amused by the appearance of the little ginseng spirit. He flicked the little ginseng spirit's forehead helplessly and waved his hand:
“Say what you want and take whatever you want!”
With a huge sum of 150,000 spiritual stones in hand, Mandrill is full of confidence!
Like the human race, the demon clan uses spirit stones as hard currency, but compared to the human race's mature currency trading system, the demon clan is more primitive, similar to bartering.
"Brother Monkey, you are so kind!!!"
The little ginseng spirit smiled from ear to ear, jumped three feet in the air, spread her legs and squeezed into the stall.
"Take a look! Take a look! The freshly unearthed coagulation grass has a favorable price, and large quantities will give you a discount!"
The little ginseng spirit's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his small body moved nimbly among the monsters. The mandrill had no choice but to follow behind.
At this time, many little demons had gathered in front of the stall. The stall owner was a rat demon with sinister features and sly eyes. He rubbed his hands and shouted loudly from time to time.
Blood coagulation grass is a first-level middle-grade spiritual grass. It is the main medicine for refining blood coagulation pills and has the effect of enhancing Qi and blood.
Like Houttuynia cordata, the production volume of Coagulanthus cordata is relatively large, usually dozens or hundreds of plants.
"Wuna rat demon, how do you sell this blood clotting grass?"
A buffalo demon asked angrily.
"Hey, I want you all to know that I only want Huangya Dan and Lingshi for this Blood Coagulation Grass, and I don't want any other demon soldier skins."
The rat demon nodded and smiled playfully, but his tone of voice was extremely firm.
As soon as these words came out, the monsters in front of the stall were in an uproar.
You know, little demons like them can get away with demon soldiers and animal skins, elixirs, minerals, spiritual stones, elixirs, etc. If they don’t think they have enough, how can they trade them?
The buffalo demon immediately became angry when he heard this:
"You little rat demon, are you trying to trick us?!"
Several monsters on the side were also filled with righteous indignation, and they seemed to get into a fight if they disagreed.
Unexpectedly, the rat demon who was so polite a second ago immediately took out a token. There was a big word "rat" engraved on the front of the token, and he raised his head proudly:
"I'm a cave patrolling monster, you dare to touch me and try it!"
Zhuanshan Cave, Heifeng Mountain, and Baihu Mountain are the three largest demon clan forces in the Nanqi Mountains besides Bishui Hantan.
When the demons in front of the stall heard that the rat demon had a strong background, they couldn't help but feel suffocated by its menacing momentum.
Although the fight between monsters and monsters was just an attempt, the little one was provoked by the old one, and his backstage was not as tough as the other's, so the buffalo monster had no choice but to leave angrily.
The stalls that were crowded just now suddenly became much quieter.
The rat demon didn't care at all. The blood-coagulating grass itself was owned by the public. It was the master who had the final say on what to sell. He was just an errand boy.
"How to sell coagulation grass?"
suddenly.
A voice that was neither salty nor bland sounded.
The rat demon looked up and saw a black-haired mandrill standing in front of the stall, with a personal ginseng spirit standing on his shoulder. The little man looked impatient.
After hearing the inquiry, the rat demon said dubiously: "Do you know that I will only exchange the blood-coagulating grass for Huangya Dan, otherwise it will be a spiritual stone, and I will not accept any other sundries?"
Unexpectedly, the mandrill opposite raised his eyebrows expressionlessly and said calmly:
"How to exchange Huangya Dan, and how to trade spiritual stones."
"One blood coagulation grass is exchanged for two yellow bud pills, or ten low-grade spiritual stones."
"How many do you have?"
The rat demon was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said:
"What?"
"I asked you how many coagulant plants you have."
"Fifty plants..."
The rat demon replied a little confused.
"I want them all."
"???"
The mandrill repeated impatiently: "Say it again, I want them all."
This time the rat demon understood, and said hesitantly and doubtfully: "I will not accept the demon soldiers and beasts..."
The words are not finished yet.
I saw Xuanhuang Dan Pills exuding a faint medicinal fragrance appearing in front of my eyes!
The rat demon's eyes widened, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth subconsciously.
These Huangya Pills were prepared by Geng Lihai for his own reconstruction.
After Ye Jin entered the late stage of spiritual enlightenment, Huang Ya Dan was no longer useful to him. What Xiao Shen Jing needed to advance was the elixir, so he didn't feel bad at all if he spent it.
Great patron!
Great patron!
The rat demon was trembling with excitement, and his voice even became shrill and trembling:
"This...this master, eighty pills, eighty yellow bud pills will be enough. The fifty blood coagulation grasses are all yours, master!"
The mandrill nodded, and with a flick of his finger, eighty black and yellow pills passed through the fish and dragon, and flew to the front of the rat demon.
The rat demon's hands were trembling as he counted the pills carefully. After confirming that they were correct, he respectfully handed over the fifty blood-clotting grasses to the mandrill.
Unexpectedly, the mandrill threw it in front of the little man without any care.
The little ginseng spirit couldn't help but store the coagulation grass in her pants, and couldn't wait to take out one and start chewing it.
Seeing this scene, the rat demon was stunned:
"What a damn prodigal..."
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PS: There will be more soon~
