Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan turned a deaf ear to the man's hints. He was not so foolish as to expose himself. A two-thousand-year-old spiritual grass can be said to be picked up by great luck. If another one is taken out, it may cause disaster.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the old man was obviously disappointed and turned his attention to the others.

However, he was destined to be disappointed today. Neither the Extreme Sun Blazing Iron nor the Three-striped Yellow Dragon Grass were ordinary items. No one present had them. In the end, he could only reluctantly sell one with the spirit stone and take back the others. .

It was Liu Qinghuan's first time to participate in such a high-end exchange meeting. All the things presented by the people present were rare treasures, which opened his eyes, but he could only sigh with admiration.

Because most people are not willing to accept the purchase of spiritual stones, they are only willing to exchange for what they need, and would rather take it back if they cannot exchange it. Spiritual stones are no longer necessary for monks of their level. No one here is short of spiritual stones. What is lacking are various rare spiritual materials, elixirs, etc.

One after another, some people made great achievements, but others ended sadly.

When it was the turn of the female cultivator who had teased Nan Gu before, she took out things and sighed: "Well, although the things I'm looking for this time are not very valuable, they are extremely unpopular. I don't know if I can get what I want." ”

Someone joked: "Mother Oriole, just say what you want, brother, I will give it to you immediately with both hands."

The female cultivator raised her almond-shaped eyes and sneered sharply: "I want the head on your neck, so give it to me!"

The face of the man who was teasing her changed, and Nan Gu laughed and said, "What a fierce oriole girl! Everyone, this is a firecracker that will go off at the drop of a hat, so don't mess with her."

With Nan Gu mediating the situation, the tense atmosphere on the table immediately dissipated, and everyone laughed in good faith in cooperation.

The female cultivator snorted coldly, and finally said nothing more, but began to introduce her things: "The three-hundred-year-old Zhixue Yunlin flower, although it is a little old, is probably the best in this ghostly underworld. It’s a unique one; a jade-blood concentric ring and a set of spiritual treasures that can be used both offensively and defensively. I only brought these two this time. In addition, what I want to change is..."

She raised her eyes and scanned the people present: "Golden blood-patterned bone beads, or Buddhist relics, just exchange them for the same."

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. The ancient elixir recipe he had just obtained contained dozens of various spiritual materials. He did not expect to see one of them so quickly, the Zhixue Yunlin flower.

Glancing at Nan Gu, who also showed a hint of surprise, his heart darkened. Unfortunately, he had neither relics nor those gold and blood-patterned bone beads on his body.

Nan Gu was obviously also very interested in Zhixue Yunlinhua, and asked: "I know the relics, but what are the gold and blood-patterned bone beads?"

"Yes, the bone beads are easy to understand. I haven't seen the ones with gold threads and blood patterns before."

"How can anyone from the Buddhist sect come to a ghost realm like Jiuyou? The relics can only be formed after the eminent monk has sat down and transformed, so it is difficult to find them."

"Speaking of which, relics can also be regarded as a kind of bone beads. Fellow Taoist Li, I have a bone bead left by the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator. Do you think it is right?"

As he spoke, the man took out a faintly black round bead.

The female cultivator looked sideways and shook her head: "No."

At this time, a man whose whole body was shrouded in darkness suddenly took out a crystal clear golden bead and said in a hoarse voice: "I have a relic."

The female cultivator couldn't help but smile: "Fellow Taoist, what do you want to exchange for in my hand?"

"Blue blood concentric ring."

Soon, the transaction between the two was completed, and the female cultivator said in a very good mood: "So, which one of you here has a gold-threaded blood-patterned bone bead in your hand?"

Someone else took out a round bead and said, "Do you think this is what I am doing?"

The bead was light golden in color, and there were indeed some blood lines on it. Unexpectedly, the female cultivator only took one look at it, then shook her head impatiently and said, "No, the gold blood pattern bone bead is off-white. It looks like a stone at first glance. It only stimulates Then it will emit golden light and red lines will appear on the surface. "

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, as he seemed to have seen such a thing in his memory.

Just as he was trying to remember, Nan Gu had already started discussing with the female cultivator, and was willing to exchange her Zhixue Yunlin flower for a pill that could improve her cultivation.

Seeing the female cultivator slowly moving, Liu Qinghuan raised her hand and said, "Wait a minute."

Everyone's eyes moved to him, and they saw him placing an oval-shaped bead on the table, which was almost exactly the same as what the female nun described.

The female nun was overjoyed: "Yes, that's it!"

So under Nan Gu's regretful eyes, Liu Qinghuan took the Zhixue Yunlin flower into his bag.

He secretly lamented that after so many years of habitually collecting various materials, he finally found some use.

Speaking of which, those golden blood-patterned bone beads have been lying in his ring for more than a hundred years. They were obtained after he killed several evil cultivators with evil intentions during the ten years he lived in seclusion in the Eagle's Nest City. . He had always thought it was some kind of spiritual mine, but he just thought it looked a bit extraordinary, so he kept it. He left it gathering dust in a corner until he rummaged through it again when he was sorting out the ring.

After rounds of exchanges, after Feng Xian was satisfied with what he wanted, it was finally Liu Qinghuan's turn.

Many people showed expectant looks. Apparently, the shock caused by the two-thousand-year-old spiritual grass had not passed yet.

Liu Qinghuan put the three things away, opened a storage bag first, and said: "The branches of the innate ghost peach tree..."

The people present couldn’t help but be in an uproar!

"Innate Ghost Peach Tree? It's not what I thought, is it, a sacred tree?"

Liu Qinghuan did not immediately answer other people's questions, but continued: "This branch is more than three feet long, as thick as an arm, and has complete leaves and branches. It can be used for both weapon refining and elixir refining. There is also a fourth-level mirage. The mirage is a kind of monster that can create illusions, and the quality of this one in my hand is almost perfect. "

Having said this, he paused for a moment, but in the end he still didn't take out the sword talisman made of that strange writing. It sounds like he has a lot of good things in him, but most of them should not be exposed.

Raising his head, Liu Qinghuan said: "That's it. In addition, what I want to exchange is the seeds or seedlings of various rare elixirs that can be used in the Nascent Soul stage. The specific value needs to be equal to what I have in my hand."

The place was silent for a moment. Many people were interested in the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree, but no one spoke.

Liu Qinghuan looked at Nan Gu expectantly. This person was an alchemist like himself, so he was most likely to have elixir seeds in his hands.

Although seeds or seedlings are not as rare as age-related elixirs, most people rarely collect them. Even if they are available, they are probably only one or two, which is obviously not enough to exchange for the two things in his hand.

Liu Qinghuan originally wanted to exchange for a spiritual object that could remove the blood resentment and filth on the Tainan Immortal Sword, but he suddenly thought of a possibility. Perhaps Qinglian Yehuo could do this. In addition, he unexpectedly met Nan Gu, who was also an alchemist. The request was temporarily changed.

Nan Gu pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "It seems that you and I are very destined, fellow Taoist. After the exchange meeting, why not make an appointment to exchange experiences on the alchemy path?"

As he spoke, he took out a small bag from his arms and pushed it to Liu Qinghuan with his spiritual power.

Liu Qinghuan caught the small bag and went in with his spiritual sense. After checking it, he was very satisfied and said with a smile: "It's an honor to be invited by fellow Taoist monks from Nangu. It's settled. Well, I don't know that my friend is interested in my hand." Which one?"

Nan Gu nodded at the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree: "That's it."

After the two sides handed over, no one said anything, and Liu Qinghuan put away the mirage demon pill.

The exchange meeting lasted for about half an hour, and finally ended successfully, and a group of people dispersed in twos and threes.

Liu Qinghuan also walked out of the small building with Feng Xian after making an appointment with Nan Gu to reunite after the concubine ceremony.

After walking two streets, Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped with a slightly cold expression on his face.

Feng Xian asked doubtfully: "Fellow Taoist Qingmu?"

"There are people following us." He turned around and looked towards the corner of the street.

Feng Xian frowned and shouted loudly: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is behind me. Why do you need to do such a sneaky thing? Please show up."

Cold Jie Jie laughter came from the shadows of the street corner, and a male cultivator covered in black robe appeared.

Feng Xian said with a puzzled expression: "Master Kumu, what do you want to do!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He remembered that this person was sitting at the end of the table during the exchange meeting, and he didn't say a few words during the whole process.

Dead Tree walked over slowly, his voice was very soft, as if a poisonous snake was spitting out a message: "It's nothing, I just have something to do with your friend."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him coldly: "I really want to know, if I hadn't discovered you, would you still be planning to take advantage of me when I was alone?"

Kumu laughed noncommittally and said: "Your Taoist name is Qingmu, haha, it is very similar to my Taoist name."

Liu Qinghuan's lips curved into a mocking smile, then turned around and left.

A strong wind came from behind, Liu Qinghuan turned to one side and slapped out with his backhand!

He didn't hold back at all with this palm, and all his strong spiritual power exploded. There was only a loud bang, and the invisible momentum exploded, causing the shops on both sides to shake violently like an earthquake, and the originally lively street turned around. There was silence for a moment!

Feng Xian shouted angrily: "Ku Mu, if you want to go crazy, go find someone else. Don't you know that fighting is not allowed in Youdu!"

Deadwood stopped his retreat and dropped the hat on his head, revealing an old face that looked like dry land, with a trace of surprise still in his eyes.

He turned around and laughed and said: "Haha, don't be nervous, I'm just giving it a try. I really have something to ask fellow Taoist Qingmu. I want to ask him where he got the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree?"

When Liu Qinghuan saw that he was no longer taking action, he naturally stopped. Under his deliberate guidance of Yu Wei towards the empty sky, the shops on both sides finally did not collapse.

He looked up and down at the dead wood, raised his head and said contemptuously: "Who am I to tell you?"

Deadwood turned his hand and took out a wooden box: "What if I exchange this for it?"

He handed over the wooden box and it fell into Liu Qinghuan's hands. Inside was a white Zhicao seedling.

"Young man, you were deceived by that old trickster from Nangu. He has sold the ancient elixir prescription several times, but this time he actually changed it to a two-thousand-year-old spiritual herb, tsk tsk!"

Liu Qinghuan sneered: "As long as the prescription is real, how many hands it has been sold has nothing to do with me? If you have the prescription, you can sell it."

Kumu shook his head and sighed, shrugging: "It's up to you, but I really know the elixir recipe, and to refine the Qingling Jade Qiongdan, those rare elixirs are not so easy to find, and I have The one above is the main ingredient: Zhaoshan Baiyizhi! This is the only one I got by chance. I originally wanted to keep it for myself and plant it... That guy from Nangu always wanted to buy it with a lot of money, but I didn't. Sold to him."

Liu Qinghuan's face remained calm as he carefully examined the seedling. Although it was a little rough, the roots were intact and the spirit was still there. It was indeed Zhaoshan White Kite Zhi.

"How about it, can you tell me now where you got the branches of the Innate Ghost Peach Tree?"

Deadwood put on a fake smile on his face and did not mention at all that he had just tested Liu Qinghuan not long ago.

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, put away the wooden box, silently passed a few words, and then called Feng Xian: "Let's go."

The crowd that had been quietly watching from a distance quickly got out of the way, and among them was a group of ghost soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Youdu City Guards.

Although it caused a little commotion before, they did not take action again. Naturally, these ghost soldiers simply turned a blind eye. After all, they did not want to provoke the Nascent Soul monks.

No incident occurred after that. Liu Qinghuan's palm at that time could be said to have established his authority, so that those who snooped in secret did not dare to underestimate him. At least, in Youdu, no one should come to trouble him for the time being.

The next day was the day when the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor's concubine ceremony was held. Early in the morning, a group of monks who came to watch the ceremony were divided into groups according to their cultivation level and entered the imperial city, which had been closed.

Liu Qinghuan, Feng Xian and others were led to a large hall to wait. Looking around, they saw a crowd of people. There were probably no less than a hundred high-level monks above Nascent Soul!

"Hehe, it's really grand." Feng Xian said enviously: "It's just us casual cultivators, there are so many here! I heard that the big ghost sects have already entered the palace city, there must be more people. It would be great if so many people come to celebrate when I get married in the future!”

Wen Zhen smiled and said: "When you reach the level of spiritual transformation, even if you hold a banquet, people will come from all over the world."

Liu Qinghuan searched the crowd and said casually: "What Taoist Taoist Wen Zhen said is absolutely true. As long as you can stand at the top, there will naturally be a crowd of distinguished friends and a cloud of victorious friends."

The three of them chatted and waited, and soon someone came in and led everyone to the place where the ceremony was held.

It was an open-air palace platform. There were several such palace platforms from top to bottom on both sides of the long staircase. There were already many waiting at this time, and at the bottom was a spacious square, which was even more packed with people. Groups of soldiers with bright armor stood upright and majestic.

After a while, at the top of the high stairs, Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, wearing a dark black robe and a crown, finally appeared with a group of subordinates and walked to a magnificent throne to sit down.

The Nascent Soul Monk Hall where Liu Qinghuan was located was not far from the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor. He turned around and saw that the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor was actually a young man who looked rather feminine.