He put the Spirit Toad Demon Pill into the jade box.
Then he turned to look at the unconscious young monk, took out an antidote pill, and said to the two low-level monks not far away: "Give him this antidote pill!"
The low-level monk surnamed Sheng quickly stepped forward to take the detoxification pill. As he took the detoxification pill, the dark color on the young monk's face faded instantly. After a few breaths, the poisoned young monk also woke up leisurely. Come over.
The monk surnamed Sheng showed joy after seeing this. He quickly bowed to Jining and said, "I am a disciple of Tianlong Valley. I would like to thank my senior for saving my life."
Jining didn't know much about the Silla Territory, and naturally he had never heard of the small sect Tianlong Valley. He then said, "Do you have a map with you?"
After hearing this, the monk surnamed Sheng quickly took out a jade slip. After Jining glanced at the jade slip, he left with the frost baby dragon.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Jining leave. The monk surnamed Cao, who had just recovered from poisoning, looked at the disappearing figure in the distance and asked curiously: "Senior Brother Sheng, what level of cultivation has this senior achieved? "
The monk surnamed Sheng said with emotion: "I feel that the strength of this senior is higher than that of the master. If the master wants to kill the sixth-level monster, he cannot do it as easily as this senior!"
Several people immediately remembered the corpse of the sixth-order monster and hurriedly walked towards the corpse of the sixth-order monster.
Seeing the corpse of the sixth-order monster, several people's faces were filled with joy. The monk surnamed Sheng said with emotion: "I didn't expect that we survived the catastrophe and got the body of this sixth-order monster."
"The toad has been dead for a while. We need to clean up the treasures on it immediately." He said quickly. After hearing this, several people hurried over to clean up the toad's body.
"Be careful of the poison sac!"
"Quickly, quickly pack up the remaining spiritual toad true blood..."
Several people cleaned up the corpse of the spirit toad. It was the body of a level six monster. For young monks like them, everything on it was a precious treasure.
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In front of a beautiful hill, Jining and the Frost Young Dragon were walking on the mountain path. However, in addition to the two of them, there was also an old man from the Jing clan carrying a big gourd. The old man's cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. Although he had beard and hair. Like snow, but in good spirits.
Looking at the excited Jining, he said with a cheerful face: "Silla Territory is considered a remote place in the spiritual world, but Changling City has a unique charm. Although it is a small border town, it is also close to the snowy glaciers, which also gives this place many unique spiritual features. Among them, Snow Ganoderma is unique to the local area. It is said that the medicinal effect of Ten Thousand Years Snow Ganoderma is not weaker than Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus, and it is also a sacred object that countless monks flock to..."
The old man was quite talkative and knew that Jining was not a local monk, so he introduced the nearby customs, customs, world and spiritual creatures. This also gave Jining a better understanding of things in the Silla territory.
It turns out that this old man from the Crystal Tribe was accidentally encountered by Jining when he was walking through a wild forest not long ago. At that time, this old man was being chased by a level six snow bear. When he was in danger, he was saved by Jining. Come down. From what we know from this old man of the Jing Tribe, he is a casual cultivator living in Changling City. He usually cultivates elixirs, and occasionally goes into the wild forest to collect spiritual herbs and holy elixirs. This time, he wanted to collect a plant. Ice dew flowers almost became food for snow bears. …
At this time, he pointed to a low hill in the distance and said: "The Changling Lingcha is cultivated on that mountain. This Lingcha is quite unique and is not inferior to the famous Chunrun tea in the spiritual world..."
Jining listened with a smile on his face...
Jing Clan monks are generally good at cultivating spiritual plants. Although this old man from the Jing Clan is not very advanced, in addition to cultivating spiritual plants, he has considerable experience in the art of alchemy. In the end, everyone talked about the art of alchemy, and Jining was very interested in alchemy. They had unique opinions and the two of them had a lot of fun talking along the way.
This also made Jining sigh with emotion. This Jing Clan monk had a deep understanding of the art of alchemy and was much better than himself. This also made him understand that even though he was a casual cultivator, although he had been practicing quite smoothly along the way, he would still be in trouble. He has entered the realm of being a strong person in the spiritual world, but he still lacks some basic knowledge of the spiritual world.
Not long after, a city appeared in front of them. Although the city was not big, there were many tall buildings in the city, making it appear quite prosperous. Jining knew that the city in front of him was Changling City, but looking at the prosperous scene in the small city, he was a little surprised.
The Crystal Clan is a race in the spiritual world that is weaker than the human race. Because they are good at cultivating spiritual plants, and because of their specialty, they are able to survive in the spiritual world where there are many strong people.
Therefore, the strong men in the Crystal Clan knew their situation, so they opened up a Crystal Clan territory in this barren wilderness, which is now the Silla Territory. Originally, he thought that the Silla Territory in the wilderness should be in dilapidated condition, but the prosperous Changling City made Jining feel that man can conquer nature.
There are not many people in Changling City, less than a million people. Compared with the city where there are millions of people and tens of millions of people of different races, this place is just a lively small town. .
Perhaps this place has not encountered many crises in the past, so its city wall is not too high, just a beautiful decoration. Jining and the other three walked into Changling City. Two Crystal Clan monks stood at the city gate and ignored them. They turned a blind eye to the people entering and exiting.
After entering Changling City, the old man from the Jing Tribe said politely: "I have a small manor in the east of Changling City. Why don't you stay in a humble house for a few days? Let me show my loyalty as a landlord."
Jining declined the kind invitation of the old man of the Jing tribe, then took Xiaobai and said goodbye to the old man of the Jing tribe, and then walked towards a market in Changling City. Although Changling City is small, the market is quite large, with a dazzling array of shops that sell elixirs, talismans, and weapon refining.
There are many people coming and going in the market, but
^0^ But not all of them were from the Crystal Clan. Among the pedestrians walking on the road, Jining saw monks from the Monster Clan, the Barbarian Clan, the Nether Clan, and even a few fellow humans.
In the same market, in addition to the shops opened by crystal clan monks, there are also shops from the demon clan, barbarian clan, ghost clan and human clan. Although this is just a market for low-level monks, and there is nothing in it that Jining needs, it is still interesting to wander around.
During this period, he also found a few pieces of good quality weapon refining materials and bought them with not too high-priced spiritual stones.
When he was about to leave Fangshi and find a place to stay, the sound of quarrels came from the distance, which attracted Jining's attention.
He walked forward and saw that a demon cultivator and a human cultivator were arguing. From the quarrel between the two, he discovered that they were over a piece of Qianwen concentrate.
Originally, when the human monk had already negotiated the price with the stall owner and was about to pay for the spirit stones, the demon monk also took a fancy to this piece of Qianwen concentrate. If the monks of other races were already preparing to trade, this demon monk might be able to do it. However, the two tribes of humans and demons were feuding, so they got into a fight.
Naturally, the human monk was unwilling, so the two started to quarrel.
Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
