Chapter 129 Kou Shao
A few days later, in the dense forest outside Huanglongfang City.
Ning Daoran put on a green Taoist robe and took the big stupid deer into the cave of the spiritual garden.
He slowly ran the Return to Nature Level Body Tempering Technique, and suddenly there was a "crackling" sound coming from the bones all over his body. After the bones changed, the whole person's face was replaced by another person.
Although it is completely different from before, it still looks pretty.
The external cultivation base stays in the early stage of foundation building, which is the best stage.
It would not cause the prying eyes of Jin Dan and Nascent Soul, but ordinary forces would not dare to offend easily.
Xiyu Pavilion.
As expected, Chen Ping'er didn't recognize it. After collecting ten spiritual stones, she gave Ning Daoran an identity jade charm for participating in the exchange meeting.
At this time, Ning Daoran's pseudonym was "Jianjia Sanren".
……
In the backyard of Xiyu Pavilion, several foundation-building monks had already gathered.
Some people wore magical masks that could hide their appearance, while others wore bamboo hats to cover their faces. There were a total of six or seven foundation-building monks, but for a while no one's true face could be seen.
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia."
Chen Ping'er stretched out her hand and pointed not far away, and said with a smile: "I am the maid of Xiyu Pavilion. It would be great if my fellow Taoist can call one of them and wait on me."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran glanced around and saw more than a dozen women with different looks standing there.
Among them were female cultivators in the Qi-refining stage, as well as ordinary women. At first glance, they looked quite plump and thin.
‘Old deer. ’
Ning Daoran, as a casual cultivator at this time, had to act like a casual cultivator, so he sent a message: "Choose one." ’
"Ouch???"
The eyes of the big stupid deer in Lingpu Cave are wide open. How could such a good thing happen?
It barked and signaled the eldest brother to choose the third one from the left.
‘Just what I wanted! ’
Ning Daoran nodded. Although the appearance of the third maid was not beautiful, she was still naturally beautiful and looked like Xiaojiabiyu.
"Just her."
Ning Daoran stretched out his hand.
"Yes."
Chen Ping'er smiled and said: "Kou Shao, I came here to see this senior Jian Jia, please serve him well."
"Yes!"
The woman stepped forward, bowed her hands, and said with shyness in her beautiful eyes: "I have met senior Jian Jia."
This woman has spiritual roots and her cultivation level is at the second level of Qi Refining.
This kind of cultivation can only be regarded as the lowest level of existence in the world of immortality.
If it weren't for her good skin, she might not even be qualified to eat this bowl of rice in Xiyu Pavilion.
……
Soon the swap meet will begin.
Everyone filed into the secret room.
Kou Shao bit her red lips, stepped forward and gently held Ning Daoran's wrist, saying softly: "Senior, go this way."
Ning Daoran was slightly startled, and his heart tightened.
In the secret room, a huge round table lay across the table, with six foundation-building monks sitting beside it.
There is a maid beside each foundation-building monk. At this time, the palm of a bald monk is already wandering around the maid's waist.
Most of the immortal cultivators still have the hobby of fishing.
There was even a fat monk who called two maids, hugging each other on the left and right, with a glint in his eyes that made it difficult to see the depth.
"Everyone, shall we begin?"
An old monk in black robe raised his lips: "How about we start with me?"
Everyone nodded.
The old monk patted the storage bag, and a blue wine glass-shaped treasure floated out from it: "Huiling Lamp, a second-order low-grade spiritual weapon, has the miraculous effect of gathering spiritual energy to assist cultivation."
"Oh?"
Some people have bright eyes.
Ning Daoran just glanced at it. This thing was actually of little use to him.
In the end, the bald monk used a first-class magic weapon and four hundred spirit stones to obtain the Huiling Lamp from the old man.
Immediately afterwards, a lean monk took out an herbal medicine, which turned out to be a three-hundred-year-old purple blood ginseng, one of the main herbs in the Foundation Building Pill!
Although the people present were all foundation-building monks, they all had disciples and descendants, so the purple blood ginseng caused a fight.
In the end, a tall monk obtained this purple blood ginseng at the cost of a second-level low-grade spiritual weapon.
Ning Daoran frowned.
After several rounds, there was still no treasure he liked.
Finally, the old monk in black robes, the only mid-level foundation-builder in the field, showed a hint of impatience. He looked at the thin monk not far away and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Luo, I heard that you know the whereabouts of the pill-forming elixir, Falling Dust Grass. I wonder if it is true? I am here just for this Falling Dust Grass. I hope fellow Taoist will not disappoint me."
"That's right."
The bald monk's eyes also lit up and he said: "Fellow Daoist Luo, although the whereabouts of the Fallen Grass are top secret, you can tell me first what an opportunity it is, so that we can have a better understanding."
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"Sure enough, several fellow Taoists came here for the elixir of elixir formation."
The thin monk smiled and said: "What an opportunity for Fallen Grass. I only learned this secret by chance. There is a secret realm in Luzhou that is about to be opened. It is said that there is a plant growing in the treasure land deep in the secret realm. Thousands of years of dust-falling grass.”
"Luzhou?"
Ning Daoran frowned: "Not to mention that Luzhou is far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, Luzhou also has many major repairs. Is it possible that we go to Luzhou to compete with those major repairs?"
"My Taoist friend Jianjia is wrong."
The thin monk smiled and said: "We cultivators have to go against the will of heaven, and the path of cultivating immortals is full of competition. If we don't fight, how can we talk about cultivating immortals?"
Ning Daoran felt that what the other party said was reasonable, so he did not refute.
But going to Luzhou to explore the secret realm is something he would never do.
The dangers are extremely high, and by then not only the foundation building period, but also Jindan and Nascent Soul monks may appear in the secret realm.
The other people were interested.
Especially the old monk in black robe. He is over 120 years old and is about to enter the late stage of foundation building. It is time to make plans for his own elixir formation.
Several people moved their lips but no sound was heard, obviously they were transmitting sounds.
Ning Daoran crossed his arms, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he were a senior.
On the side, the maid Kuosao pursed her red lips and glanced at Ning Daoran secretly with her beautiful eyes more than once, and there was a battle between heaven and man in her heart.
"Senior..." Kuo Shao finally said: "I know some clues about the fallen grass."
"Oh?"
Ning Daoran opened his eyes: "Do you know the clues about the Fallen Grass?"
"Exactly."
Kuosao gritted his silver teeth and said: "However, senior needs to pay a certain price before I can tell senior this clue."
Suddenly, not only Ning Daoran, but also the other foundation-building monks turned their attention.
"Little girl."
The bald monk sneered: "Don't talk nonsense with red lips and white teeth. How can you, a mere early Qi refining person, know the clues to the main ingredient of a third-level elixir like Luochen Pill?"
The other foundation builders also sneered.
Ning Daoran's expression was indifferent, and he just glanced at Kou Shao with his spiritual consciousness.
It was found that her mood had not wavered at all, and she might really know the whereabouts of the Fallen Grass.
"Say it."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you need in exchange for clues about Falling Dust Grass?"
"I..."
Kuosao bit her red lips and said, "Without anything else, I just hope that senior can redeem me."
……
"Koushao!"
Not far away, a steward of Xiyu Pavilion scolded: "Do you know what you are talking about? You cheap servant, how dare you be so overstepping and rude to senior Jian Jia!"
Kou Shao's face suddenly turned pale.
"That's fine."
Ning Daoran said: "Steward, how many spiritual stones are needed to redeem Kuo Shao?"
The steward frowned: "Senior, do you really want to redeem yourself for this woman?"
"Exactly."
"This..."
The steward groaned: "One price, one thousand two hundred spirit stones!"
"You..."
Kou Shao's face turned pale. It was obvious that the price was far higher than that of a maid.
But she did not refute. The deed of sale was in the hands of Xiyu Pavilion. How much was the price to sell it for?
"This is one thousand two hundred spirit stones."
Ning Daoran immediately patted the storage bag and handed a pack of spirit stones to the steward. The steward accepted it with joy, his face full of joy.
The next moment, he saw Ning Daoran's stern eyes.
"Ah..."
The steward hurriedly took out the deed of betrayal and said: "Senior, this is Kuosao's deed of betrayal. Please accept it, senior."
"Okay."
Ning Daoran stood up and said: "Koushao, come with me."
"Yes, senior..."
……
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia, are you leaving now?"
Not far outside the door, Chen Pinger, who was joking with Fairy Yunlan, turned around.
"Exactly."
After Ning Daoran returned the identity jade charm, he said: "I have redeemed my life for this girl, can I take her away?"
"Okay..."
Chen Ping'er was slightly startled.
This Jian Jia San cultivator has an extremely handsome appearance. He has already established his foundation at a young age. Logically speaking, he can be regarded as a core-forming seedling among San cultivators.
She really couldn't figure out what this Jianjia Sanren was interested in in that little girl.
Her spiritual roots are extremely inferior, her cultivation talent is not high, and she is not even a perfect body...
"Gone."
Ning Daoran's body sank slightly, holding Kuosao's slender waist.
The next moment, it rose from the ground, turned into a ray of light, and left Huanglongfang City.
Chen Ping'er and Fairy Yun Lan were left with puzzled expressions on the spot.
……
Huanglong Mountains, in a lush dense forest.
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is very good.
"Say it."
Ning Daoran turned around and sat on a tree that had fallen to the ground, and said, "What are the clues to the fallen grass?"
As he spoke, he gently rubbed his fingers and thumbs, and the deed of betrayal in his hand turned into powder.
"Report to Senior Jianjia!"
Kousha bowed her hands and said: "When I was still young, I traveled deep in the Huanglong Mountains with my father. That year, a flash flood collapsed several rock walls, and a restricted area was exposed.
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There were several spiritual herbs in the restriction. It was not until many years later, after I read the Hundred Herbs Classic, that I learned that those spiritual herbs with extremely unique shapes turned out to be the pill-forming elixir Luochen Grass. ”
"Really?"
"It's absolutely true!"
Kou Shao bit her red lips and nodded heavily.
However, the next moment, Ning Daoran, who was sitting in front of her, suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Kou Shao was hit with a knife on the back of his head.
Ning Daoran is so cautious. He will not completely trust anyone except himself and Big Stupid Deer.
What's more, it's a woman like Kou Shao who demands redemption upon meeting her.
There are too many benefits and temptations in the world of immortality, as well as many dangers and traps.
You must take every step carefully so that you can live longer.
He began to search for souls, and he would know if they were really soul-searching.
The reason for asking this extra question is just to decide whether to keep this woman alive in the future.
(End of chapter)