Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

As time went by, Lin Fan's stall gradually became a major focus in the square.

More and more people were surrounding his stall, curiously exploring the demonic beast inner elixirs on display.

Some of them picked up the inner alchemy and looked at it carefully in their hands, squeezing it gently with their fingers, as if they wanted to feel the energy fluctuations of the inner alchemy.

Others get close to the demonic beast's inner elixir and gently sniff it with their noses, trying to identify the quality of the inner elixir from the smell.

Really experienced monks are more cautious.

They used their spiritual consciousness to slowly explore each monster's inner elixir, trying to sense the pure energy contained in the inner elixir.

Their eyes flashed with professional light, and they whispered while inspecting: "There are cultivation levels at the third level of Qi Refining, the fourth level of Qi Refining, the fifth level of Qi Refining, the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the seventh level of Qi Refining!"

They expressed their surprise and admiration for Lin Fan's inner elixir qualities.

One of the middle-aged monks who looked quite experienced came forward. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle. While observing the inner elixir, he asked: "Did you hunt these monster inner elixirs yourself, or were they given to you by others?" of?"

His question seemed to be not only out of curiosity, but more like testing Lin Fan's details.

Just when this question was raised, Lin Fan felt at least a dozen rays of divine consciousness exploring his body.

Although this kind of detection is subtle, it cannot escape his keen perception.

Lin Fan was secretly wary, but his face remained calm. He replied: "Part of it was beaten by me, and part of it was given by friends." In this regard, Lin Fan was indeed not lying.

When the people around heard this, they immediately started to whisper.

Someone lamented: "There are actually friends who give me demonic beast inner elixirs. I would like to have a few friends like this!"

Obviously, it is rare for them to have such a precious gift of friendship.

Another monk sighed with emotion: "A friend who can give you the inner elixir of a seven-level demonic beast is definitely not just an ordinary person!"

His words revealed speculation about the powerful force behind Lin Fan.

In the minds of these monks, Lin Fan's identity and status suddenly became more mysterious and extraordinary.

Lin Fan ignored these discussions. He knew that in the world of cultivation, strength and background can often determine a person's status and treatment.

Although he doesn't want to show too much, such misunderstanding is not a bad thing for him, but can actually increase his weight in the minds of others.

In front of Lin Fan's stall, the atmosphere became lively and playful.

While observing the inner elixir, some monks also made various guesses about Lin Fan's identity.

Someone commented half-jokingly: "Although this guy's cultivation is useless, his popularity is definitely at the genius level!"

They were not sure whether this was a compliment or a mockery, but it was obvious that Lin Fan had left a deep impression on them.

A monk at the third level of Qi Refining in the field looked longingly at the inner elixir placed in front of Lin Fan, full of envy and desire: "If I had these monster inner elixirs, within a month, my cultivation would be able to Reached the seventh level of Qi refining!"

His words were full of confidence and longing, as if he had seen a scene in which his strength had greatly increased.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he aroused laughter from other monks around him.

Someone immediately countered: "How many years have you been a casual cultivator and you have only reached the third level of Qi refining? I think your qualifications are only a little better than Lin Fan!"

These words made the people around him laugh even more happily, as if they had found something interesting.

Faced with such ridicule, the monk who was on the third level of Qi Refining suddenly turned red and was extremely embarrassed.

He retreated to the back of the crowd, stopped talking, and just looked at the others silently.

At this moment, a young monk who looked less than thirty years old came forward, his expression was very serious.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the inner elixir of the monster in front of Lin Fan, carefully observing each inner elixir. Unlike the noisiness of others, his focus and seriousness stood out.

The young monk finally spoke and asked: "Little brother, how do you sell your seventh-level Qi Refining Demonic Beast Inner Elixir?" There was a bit of expectation in his voice, and he obviously really wanted to buy it.

Lin Fan used his spiritual consciousness to probe slightly and found that the monk was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

And it can be seen from his eyes that he has a strong need and abnormal desire for the demonic beast inner elixir at the seventh level of Qi refining.

Faced with the young monk's inquiry, Lin Fan replied: "These monster inner elixirs of mine are only for exchange, not for sale! If you have cultivation techniques or other rare items, we can consider exchanging them."

His words revealed a firmness, and Lin Fan was very clear about his trading principles.

Now Lin Fan does not lack spiritual stones, but what he lacks is the cultivation techniques that are difficult to buy even with spiritual stones.

The young monk showed a disappointed expression after hearing this.

He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "Kung Fu, if I had other cultivation techniques, my cultivation would not be limited to the sixth level of Qi Refining."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, and the mixture of longing and disappointment in his eyes made everyone watching feel his mood.

Lin Fan looked at the man's disappointed expression and couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in his heart.

He wanted to directly give the other party an inner elixir, but in the end he suppressed this impulse.

In the world of cultivation, any unprovoked charity may cause unnecessary trouble and misunderstanding.

This is very different from the life he once lived in Xueting Village, where exchanges between people were often simple and pure, such as borrowing a bag of rice in exchange for some salt.

Although Lin Fan struggled a little in his heart, he still decided to stick to his principles.

He believes that in the world of cultivation, sticking to one's principles and bottom line is far more important than temporary goodwill.

After all, in this world full of intrigues, every decision may have unpredictable consequences.

Just when Lin Fan was selling the demonic beast inner elixir.

Murong Yunfei walked out from behind the Qingyun Sect archway.

Behind him was a person, none other than Lin Fan's fellow villager, Hai Dafu, who was dubbed the Eight Sea Kings by his children.

After Murong Yunfei's two servants left without saying goodbye.

Neptune's uncle recommended his nephew.

After all, the Yan State does not allow ordinary people to practice Kung Fu, but Murong Yunfei's slave can make an exception.

Therefore, Murong Jue tried many connections and made many favors before he finally sent Sea King Ba to Qingyun Sect Murong Yunfei's side.

Murong Yunfei saw that a corner of the square was bustling with activity.

I also want to go see the excitement

He took Neptune and walked over.

When Neptune heard Lin Fan's name, he couldn't help but be shocked.

When Murong Yunfei heard that Lin Fan had come to the square to sell inner elixirs, his face immediately darkened.