To him, one hundred thousand spirit stones were just drizzle. It was good to be able to find out the news about the high-level flower demon, and it would not be a big loss if there was no loss.
Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli continue to wander around. When they see something of interest, they will stop to check and ask.
The Qingli Sea Area is rich in monster resources, and they saw many strange monsters, which broadened their horizons.
After a cup of tea, they stopped in front of a small stall. The stall owner was a skinny old man in a golden robe.
The golden-robed old man's cheeks were thin, his eyes were sunken, and there was a terrifying scar on the left side of his face. His body exuded a strong evil spirit, and he clearly had the cultivation of the late stage of refining the void.
There were a lot of monster materials on the stall. Wang Qingfeng's eyes swept over and landed on two black beads, which were the Yin beads left by the ghosts in the Void Refining Stage.
Yin beads are usually used to cultivate ghosts and are not used by ordinary monks. The Wang family has been collecting yin beads and giving them to Wang Chan and Wang Chan to take. They are beneficial to their cultivation. Both Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan will benefit from the improvement of their cultivation.
"Fellow Taoist, how can I sell these two Yin beads?"
Wang Qingfeng asked, picking up two Yin beads.
"Only exchange, not sell, exchange for poisonous weeds, poisonous sacs and poisonous pills."
The voice of the old man in golden robe was a little hoarse.
Dong Xueli took out a pale golden jade box and handed it to the golden-robed old man.
The old man in golden robe opened the lid of the box and took a look. There were two palm-sized mushrooms inside. The mushrooms were covered with five-color patterns on their surface. They were natural and gave off a fishy-sweet smell.
"Wicaigu, the year is a bit low, I'll give you a Yin Pearl in exchange."
The old man in golden robe said calmly.
"Your two Yin Beads are not of a high level. It would be nice to give you two colorful orphans that are more than ten thousand years old. If you have seventh-level Yin Beads, there is nothing else to say."
Wang Qingfeng said in a deep voice that these two Yin beads were left by ghosts in the early stage of refining the void. As for what they can exchange for, it depends on the person.
Things you don't use may be more valuable in the eyes of others.
The old man in golden robe wants to change the poisonous weed and poison sac, maybe he is a poison cultivator.
The old man in gold robe smiled coquettishly and said: "Friend Taoist, you are joking. The seventh-level Yin Pearl is left by the ghosts in the fusion stage. I am no match for the ghosts in the fusion stage. It's a deal."
He has had these two Yin beads for a long time and has been unable to exchange them. It was rare that Wang Qingfeng took a fancy to them and quickly took action.
"Fellow Taoist, look at the other things. They are all materials from the sixth-level monsters. They can be used to refine weapons and make talismans."
The old man in golden robe said enthusiastically.
"No, we're not interested in anything else."
Wang Qingfeng put away the two Yin Pearls and left with Dong Xueli.
They walked around Qingshi Square, bought some weapon refining materials, left Qingshi Square, rented a small courtyard and lived there.
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A quiet manor, with three golden characters "Seven Immortals Garden" written on the plaque, small bridges, flowing water, and strange rocks.
A nine-foot-tall young man in blue shirt with a handsome face was sitting in the stone pavilion. The young man in blue shirt had bright eyes, fair and pure, and looked like a handsome young man.
Su Yunhai is a descendant of Su Jiang, the leader of the Seven Immortals Sect. Su Yunhai is a Tianlinggen monk with a late-stage cultivation of Xu Lian.
A short, fat man in a golden robe was reporting the situation to him, with a respectful look on his face.
"Young Sect Leader, I have informed Senior Yang, Senior Liu and Senior Xu. As for the casual cultivators, I have notified Venerable Python, Tiandao San and Jin Guizhen. They all agreed to attend the party held by the Young Sect Master."
After listening to the report, Su Yunhai nodded with satisfaction and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure they are in Fang City? They have already left in the teleportation array, right?"
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He held the party to find a Void Refining cultivator, not just to exchange things.
"They must still be there. Qixiamen is chasing them. If they dare to leave Qixing Island, they will die. However, they used treasures to disguise themselves, making it difficult to find them."
The man in gold robe said confidently.
"I hope! If we find them, I will be rewarded heavily. Don't let Senior Brother Chen and the others get the first step. If it weren't for the monks in the city being so mixed up that it's difficult to conduct a thorough investigation, I really want to go door to door."
Su Yunhai's eyes were gloomy.
There is also competition within the Seven Immortals Sect. His ability to become the Young Sect Master has a lot to do with Su Jiang. The Qixia Sect is hunting down two Void Refining monks. It is said that it is for a valuable treasure left by the Wanbao God. If they can find this The two of them definitely made a great contribution.
He gave some instructions and asked his men to retreat.
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Seven days passed quickly.
At Xu time, the sky darkened.
The streets were brightly lit, crowded with people, and very lively.
Two god-transforming monks were guarding the entrance to the Seven Immortals Garden, and only the virtual-refining monks could enter.
When Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli arrived at the gate of the Seven Immortals Garden, the guards let them go without stopping them.
As soon as they walked in, a young and beautiful maid in a golden shirt walked over quickly and said respectfully: "Welcome the two seniors to the party hosted by the young sect master. Two seniors, please come with me."
The golden-robed maid led them to a blue stone pavilion, where more than twenty Void Refining cultivators had gathered.
Wang Qingfeng saw the old man in gold robe who sold him the Yin Pearl. He sat down without saying anything.
"I'm Jin Hong, what do you call these two fellow Taoists?"
The old man in golden robe said enthusiastically.
"Wang Feng, this is my wife Dong Li."
Wang Qingfeng did not tell his real name to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The monks reported their names one after another, and they seemed to know each other.
Three people caught Wang Qingfeng's attention. They were a young woman in a green dress with bare makeup, a somewhat hunchbacked Taoist priest in a green robe, and an old man in a red robe with a beard. All three of them had the cultivation of the Great Perfection. The old man in a robe carried a long sword on his back, and the evil aura on his body was somewhat stronger than that of Jin Hong.
The young woman in green robe is named Yang Xue, who is from Zuixian sect, the Taoist priest in green robe is named Liu Yifeng, who is from Liu family, and the old man in red robe is from Tiandao Sanren.
The monks chatted with each other, and the Tiandao San people rarely spoke.
After chatting for more than a quarter of an hour, Su Yunhai and an old man in gold robe with fair face and no beard came over. The old man in gold robe was white and fat, and his belly was about to burst his clothes.
"Fellow Daoist Su and Daoist Gui are here."
Yang Xue said with a smile.
The old man in golden robe is Jingui Zhenren. He is a casual cultivator and has a cultivation level in the late stage of virtual refining. He has raised a sixth-level Jinmugui. Jinmugui has great magical powers and has helped him kill powerful enemies many times. He was The majority of monks have become golden turtles.
All the monks stood up one after another, and many Xu Yunhai monks greeted Su Yunhai as a sign of respect. It was obvious that Su Yunhai was familiar with them.
Su Yunhai smiled and nodded, his eyes passing over the monks. When he saw Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
"Thank you all for your respect. Please attend the party I'm hosting and try the snow tea from Xuanling Continent."
Su Yunhai said with a smile, clapped his hands, and two maids in golden shirts came over holding two trays with teapots and teacups on them.
The maid poured each monk a cup of spiritual tea. The tea was snow-white.
"Snow tea? I have also been to Xuanling Continent and drank a lot of spiritual tea. How come I have never heard of snow tea? Is this a new variety of spiritual tea?"
Liu Yifeng asked casually.
"This is a spiritual tea newly cultivated by the Wang family of Qinglian Island. I heard that the tea tree can only be picked once every three thousand years. The tea leaves that are fried only weigh more than ten kilograms. It has the effect of nourishing the meridians."
Su Yunhai explained, his eyes passing over Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli seemingly inadvertently.
