Chapter 123 Layman Bai Ming
The trade fair is located in a private room in Xiyu Pavilion.
After Ning Daoran entered the room, he found that there were already three monks, all exuding the aura of the early stage of foundation building.
Just in time, Ning Daoran's outward aura was also suppressed at the early stage of foundation building, and the four of them had the same cultivation level, which was the best.
"Four fellow Taoists."
Chen Ping'er bowed her hands and said with a smile: "Since everyone has arrived, I will leave first, little lady."
The four foundation builders nodded in unison and watched the steward of Xiyu Pavilion leave.
I saw an old monk in gray robes raised his hand, reactivated the isolation restriction, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, let's get started. Which Taoist friend should come first?"
"Wang comes first."
The black-faced foundation-building monk patted the storage bag, floated a piece of green rope from it, and said: "The green snake rope is made from the backbone of the green snake, the second-level early-stage monster. It is extremely strong and can be used both offensively and defensively.
Although there are some flaws, it still has the foundation of a second-level low-grade spiritual weapon. If any Taoist friend likes it, he can directly exchange it for a treasure of corresponding value. ”
Ning Daoran was stunned.
The standards of this exchange meeting are really not high. The one that opened the meeting was actually a defective second-level low-grade spiritual weapon.
This kind of treasure is not even ranked among Ning Daoran's storage rings.
However, the other two foundation-building monks had bright eyes.
The gray-robed old monk said: "It's actually a spiritual weapon! The aura of this treasure is quite impressive. I wonder what you want?"
"I wonder if you have the Xue Ji Dan, a level-breaking elixir for the middle stage of foundation building?"
"The Snow Ji Pill is so rare and precious. I don't have such a pill. I just wonder if these two talismans can be discerned by fellow Taoists?"
The old monk patted the storage bag, and two second-level top-grade frost talismans refined from high-quality talisman paper appeared on the table.
"Frost Talisman?"
The black-faced monk frowned: "My fellow Taoist actually has a frost talisman of this level. It's really rare. I just want to exchange two second-level talismans for a genuine second-level spiritual weapon, right?"
"I can add three hundred spirit stones, can I exchange them?"
"Yes!"
Immediately, the two completed the exchange.
Another young Zhuji looked indifferently and said nothing.
Ning Daoran also remained calm. Although the green snake rope was damaged and was about to fall out of the ranks of spiritual weapons, the family monks and casual cultivators in the foundation were indeed living a tight life.
The spiritual weapon that Ning Daoran looked down upon might be the hope for improving one's cultivation in the eyes of others.
"This fellow Taoist, it's your turn."
The gray-robed old monk looked over.
Ning Daoran immediately took out an eight-hundred-year-old spiritual grass, which was considered a formality, and finally exchanged it from the young monk for a second-level mid-grade divine speed talisman, which was about the same price.
So, after several rounds of exchanges, there was still nothing Ning Daoran wanted.
He was gradually losing his patience.
The standards of this exchange meeting are indeed not high. The three early-stage foundation-building monks all seem to be weak in the early-stage foundation-building stage, and the treasures they can produce are very limited.
But in the fourth round of exchange, the young monk patted the storage bag and took out a piece of spiritual wood with deep texture and rich spiritual energy.
"This..."
The old monk immediately looked hard and said, "Fellow Taoist, is this the third-order spiritual tree Shen Lingmu?"
"Exactly."
The young monk said: "When I was exploring a secret realm, I occasionally obtained a small piece of Shen Lingmu. I have been keeping it to this day. I wonder if any fellow Taoist would like it?"
Shen Lingmu, a third-level spiritual wood, is one of the necessary main materials for refining the Baiyu Liu sound array.
Ning Daoran immediately said: "I wonder what kind of treasure you want to exchange?"
"It's still the level-breaking elixir in the middle stage of foundation building..."
The young monk was a little embarrassed: "To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I look young because I took the Strengthening Pill when I was young. I am now in my early 100s. If I don't enter the middle stage of foundation building, I'm afraid there will be no hope for the Golden Pill." ”
"That's it."
Ning Daoran took out a jade bottle from the storage bag and said: "There are three Snow Ji Pills here. One of them is a high-quality Snow Ji Pill, and the other two are just genuine. Fellow Taoist, do you think it is enough?"
The young monk's eyes were sharp: "That's enough!"
Both parties complete the exchange.
Ning Daoran put away Shen Lingmu.
When the young monk put the Snow Ji Pill into his storage bag, a trace of greed was evident in the black-faced monk's eyes.
Ning Daoran saw it and didn't bother to pay attention at all.
The cause and effect of others has nothing to do with oneself.
After that, there were several rounds of exchange meetings, but in the end Ning Daoran had nothing else to gain.
But now that I have harvested a piece of Shen Lingmu, this trip has been worthwhile.
……
Huanglongfang City.
Ning Daoran took off his disguise and took Bailu for a while, then decided to go back to Xiyu Pavilion again.
I forgot to add some first-level and second-level talismans just now. Ouyang Po consumed too much in the last fierce battle, so I should add some.
"Friend Dao Ning."
As soon as he stepped into Xiyu Pavilion, Chen Ping'er and Fairy Yunlan appeared together. Fairy Yunlan smiled and said:
"Yun Lan has something to ask of you. Since I know that you are a regular customer of Ping'er in the past, I, the Supreme Elder of Xiyu Pavilion, would like to ask you to talk to me. I wonder if you are willing to give me a favor?"
"The Supreme Elder?"
"Exactly."
Chen Ping'er's smile was a little stiff and she said: "The ancestor is in the tea room on the second floor now. If you have time, fellow Taoist, you might as well see him."
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Please lead the way."
Second floor, tea room.
An old man with white beard and hair was closing his eyes and concentrating, and his whole body was filled with the aura of the early stage of the golden elixir.
The supreme elder of Xiyu Pavilion is actually a great master of the golden elixir!
"Friend Daoist Ning, nice to meet you."
The old man stood up and said with a calm smile: "I, layman Bai Ming, the supreme elder of Xiyu Pavilion, have heard of Taoist friend for a long time, so I invited you to meet Taoist rudely. I hope you won't take offense."
"Senior, you're too polite." Ning Daoran said, "I wonder what happened to Senior when he saw Ning?"
Layman Bai Ming smiled slightly, raised his hand and raised a few restraints, saying: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down first. Ping'er and Yunlan, you are not outsiders, so please sit down."
"Yes, ancestor!"
The two female cultivators were extremely respectful and called him "ancestor".
And, one on the left and one on the right sat on both sides of layman Bai Ming.
Ning Daoran didn't say much.
He has been practicing immortality for decades and has a clear understanding of many things in the world of immortality.
If a female cultivator with mediocre qualifications but good looks attaches herself to a powerful person and improves her cultivation in a short period of time, don't expect her to maintain any innocence.
Chen Ping'er's eyes flashed with reluctance, maybe she had not served others with her own body.
But from the way Fairy Yunlan looked at Layman Bai Ming, it was obvious that their relationship was far from simple as it seemed.
How could Chen Ping'er and Fairy Yunlan, two weak women, be able to build a huge Xiyu Pavilion in Huanglongfang City in such a short period of time.
Obviously, layman Bai Ming is the real driving force behind the rise of Xiyu Pavilion in Huanglongfang City.
"Friend Dao Ning."
Layman Bai Ming smiled slightly: "I heard from Ping'er that Taoist friends have already established foundations at a young age, and they have very good attainments in spiritual planting and formation.
Therefore, I would like to take the liberty of inviting fellow Taoist to be the guest elder of my Xiyu Pavilion. Fellow Taoist does not need to do anything, as long as you put your name on it, you can share half of the profits of Xiyu Pavilion in Huanglongfang City every year, and you can also Fellow Taoist please consider. ”
Ning Daoran felt awe-struck, there could be no such good thing in the world.
Since the other party is willing to give in like this, he must have other plans and calculations.
"Senior, it's not that I don't want to. As the master of the Chaos Sect's Jibi Peak, Ning really can't serve as the guest of Xiyu Pavilion anymore. I hope senior will forgive me."
He frowned: "Otherwise, for the sake of Fellow Daoist Chen, Ning will never refuse."
"That's such a shame..."
Layman Bai Ming looked as usual, without showing the slightest hint of displeasure, and said with a smile, "Since it's inconvenient for you, Taoist, I won't force it, but as a frequent visitor to my Xiyu Pavilion, you are naturally a distinguished guest of our Xiyu Pavilion.
This is a Xiyu Pavilion VIP token. Please accept it. With this token, you can enjoy a 10% discount at any Xiyu Pavilion branch. ”
"Thank you, senior!"
Ning Daoran immediately accepted the token. If he didn't accept it, he might really annoy this senior.
Soon after, he left Xiyu Pavilion.
"Friend Dao Ning."
Chen Ping'er unexpectedly sent her away from Xiyu Pavilion, with a pair of beautiful eyes showing reluctance and complexity.
"Farewell!"
Ning Daoran immediately turned into a ray of light and returned to the Chaos Sect.
No matter how blurry and moving Chen Ping'er's eyes were, he didn't even look back.
"Ouch~~"
In the Lingpu cave, Big Stupid Deer shouted loudly, calling Big Brother awesome, completely turning a blind eye to such sugar-coated bullets!
……
Time flies and the end of the year is here in a blink of an eye.
Qibi Peak.
Ning Daoran walked out of the Lingpu Cave, looking disheveled and unkempt.
He looked at his reflection in the fish pond and doubted his life for a moment.
This Baiyu Liuyin Formation was so advanced that by the end of the year, there was still no breakthrough.
My own understanding of this formation has always been at a half-understood level.
No, you must eat it thoroughly!
Ning Daoran was furious, and the magic power of the Evergreen Technique rolled out of his body.
"Zhizhizhi~~~"
The big salty fish in the water couldn't hide anymore and jumped out of the water to see its owner.
"Hmph!"
Ning Daoran took out a second-level demon core and popped it out, saying: "Practice well and advise you not to go your own way to avoid making mistakes!"
"Zhizhi~~~"
The big black fish was so frightened that it disappeared into the river bottom in a blink of an eye. As expected, it began to concentrate on concentrating its breath and practice.
"Uncle!"
At this time, a figure walked out, it was Chen Weimo.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Masters Uncle Han Bing, Master Lin Sheng, and Master Lin Zhuojun all sent greetings, saying they wanted to come to Qibi Peak for a gathering tomorrow."
"Got it."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Chen Weimo, bring out all the delicious food and drinks tomorrow. Don't let people think that we, Qibifeng, are stingy."
“Okay~~~”
……
The next day, Qibi Peak became lively.
Ning Daoran wrote the Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" with his own hands. The big stupid deer sucked the Spring Festival couplets with its front hooves, stretched out its tongue and licked them hard on the back, and then posted them everywhere happily.
Chen Weimo set off a firecracker in front of the courtyard door.
After hearing the sound, other families, the Ma family, the Huang family, and the Qin family also began to set off firecrackers, and children in the distance continued to laugh.
Near noon.
Han Bing, Lin Sheng, and Lin Zhuojun are here.
"Senior brother~~~"
Han Bingli smiled slightly and said some New Year's greetings.
Lin Sheng and Lin Zhuojun brought a few gifts, which were not expensive, to show their sincerity.
In addition, Lin Zhuojun still brought his son Lin Yun with him. At this time, Lin Yun's cultivation was already among the best among his peers.
After meeting Ning Daoran, Uncle Ning who devoted himself to farming, although he was very respectful on the surface, in fact, his eyes were filled with impatience.
(End of chapter)