I became a peerless master

Chapter 314
Chapter 314: Then everything was casual
Of the eighteen half-immortal bodies currently left in the mortal world in Xuankong Mountain, only four or five have reached the verge of crossing the tribulation and ascending.

During the short period of being sealed away in the River and Mountain Map by the Demonic Dragon, everyone actually received some advice from that burly and upright man, the Giant Spirit Immortal Emperor.

But talent varies, and the progress of cultivation has accelerated, but not everyone will reach the critical point at the same time.

Of course, for ascetics, the sequence of ten days and a half month is nothing at all.

With Guang Chengzi's successful experience, after witnessing the success of his old friend who has been with him for many years, he recovered a little and naturally came to the grocery store for help.

The reason why the old woman Qing Yu ranked No. 18 was not because of her poor strength, but because of her lack of money.

I am ashamed to say that there are so many semi-immortal bodies in Xuankong Mountain, before entering the mountain, they were at least the existence of the Great Perfection in the Transcendence Tribulation Realm in the mortal world.

Each of them can be regarded as a party figure in their own era, and they are all-powerful, and naturally they have accumulated a lot of cultivation resources.

Even if he was living on his laurels in Hanging Mountain, he still had at least [-] or [-] top-grade spirit stones.

In their understanding, resources below the top-grade spiritual stone are not qualified to "trade" with Senior Song.

However, Qingyu is the poorest of many half-immortal bodies.

It's not that he didn't save enough back then, but that when she entered the Hanging Mountain to seek to live longer, she still had disciples and descendants left in Dongzhou.

At that time, I thought that I was finished anyway, and most of the accumulated resources would be left to future generations.

Then tens of thousands of years passed, and the descendants of the disciples had already disappeared into the dust.

The top-grade spirit stones all over the old woman's body add up to only one or two hundred figures.

Now when it was time to use the spirit stone resources, she suddenly discovered that even her fellow demon clan members still had nearly a thousand top-quality spirit stones to spare, but she was too poor.

With this little resource, it is less than one-fifth of other people's. It's really embarrassing to be in the front row to visit Senior Song.

Of course, it was a matter of life and death. After the other seventeen people left here contentedly, Qing Yu still bit the bullet and came.

It never occurred to me that this mysterious senior had no extra amount for "transactions", he just let himself look at it.

It doesn't matter how much you give, the important thing is whether you can be worthy of your Dao heart.

In a vague way, Qing Yu even more recognized the wise man Chen Guanshan's assertion that Senior Song likes to test the school and cultivate the mind of the younger generation.

The old woman gritted her teeth and made a decision after acquiring the Buddhist objects that represented the rebirth of the disbanded organization.

Although Senior Song didn't set a price, the top-grade spirit stones for less than two hundred are indeed a shame for my Dao Xin.

The hope of Immortal Dao has been restored, and he must not soar with such guilt.

A decision was made in his heart, and after laying the groundwork, Qing Yu carefully took out a dead grass.

Although the grass is withered and yellow, just a glimpse of it gives people a look of resilience, which is not ordinary at first glance.

Silver Flower Grass is said to be an ancient fetish full of life force, a companion of the Tree of Life.

Although it is not as terrifying as the tree of life, the aura contained in it is also full of vitality. Just a drop of juice has the effect of life and death.

Of course, the plant in Qing Yu's hand is not the real silver flower grass.

In other words, it is just a descendant of Silver Flower Grass that has been multiplied for countless generations, but it is of a very high level among the same type of elixir.

The Zhuyan Dan, which is popular among mortal ascetics, is also made of this kind of medicinal material, but it is a lower-grade miscellaneous silver flower grass.

This is a high-level elixir with a high-level elixir that is close to the essence.
When he got it before, Qing Yu paid a high price, and even the hidden wound that he didn't succeed in crossing the catastrophe was left at that time.

Even she herself has not thoroughly studied the specific effects of the magic medicine.

I only know that absorbing a little of its vitality after a period of time can maintain a youthful appearance.

For female monks, appearance is more important.

Before entering Hanging Mountain, Fairy Qingyu was a well-known beauty in Dongzhou.

But later on, everything became casual and I got used to everything.

In the Hanging Mountain where she was bound to die and had no future, she gradually gave up on things like appearance and became indifferent.

She has never used this silver flower grass since entering the Hanging Mountain.

I just regard it as a memory of my youth, and occasionally take it out to remember it.

It is precisely because of this feeling that the old woman did not regard it as a treasure, and dedicated it to the immortals in the upper world through the Wanbao Conference, seeking the elixir of longevity for thousands of years.

Although she has always known that if this thing is seen by the immortals in the upper world, it might be able to be ranked first in a certain Wanbao Conference.

The memories of the old woman's youth are all carried by it.

During the dark days of Hanging Mountain, it also gave me the strength to live on.

Today, immortality hopes to be reshaped, and it is time to say goodbye to it.

There is God's will for every drink and peck, and the gathering and parting are impermanent. The key is to see how to choose.

This should also be Senior Song's test of my character~
Song Ye naturally didn't know Qing Yu's thousands of thoughts when he took out the withered grass, and for an outsider like him, he didn't know the origin of this dried grass.

But something that even cultivators can cherish is certainly not simple.

Maybe this is the legendary spirit grass and fairy medicine or something like that.

Immediately, Song Ye had a conclusion about the withered grass in his mind. Before Song Ye had time to say a few polite words, the immortal cultivator who looked like an old lady had already put the spiritual grass and the package on the table, his eyes flashed with determination.

Well, there's no need to evade it. People have expressed it so clearly and firmly, and it seems a bit fake to push back and forth.

Damn it, the goods that were originally prepared for the crazy monk Tianlong are gone after today, and they were all bought by these immortal cultivators.

Since there is such a market for Buddhist items, I have to work harder...

...

In the northwest of the Immortal Realm, on a land that was originally full of vitality, there is no trace of green at the moment.

As if a volcano had erupted, the flowers, plants and trees that existed here were all reduced to ashes overnight.

The fire started a prairie fire and the heat wave soared into the sky.

The lively ground becomes a hot place.

In this suddenly changing land, the fire attributes are intertwined and filled with violent fire poison, which is no longer suitable for ordinary creatures to survive.

However, for ordinary ascetics and even living beings, the scorching hot place where one must die is a paradise and wonderland for many fire attribute creatures.

For example, under the heat wave, seven or eight bright red birds lined up in a row, unimpeded in it, flapped their wings and flew straight into the depths of this area...

(End of this chapter)