Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

"At the fifth level of Qi Condensation, I can only refine some low-level spells, which can be sold relatively cheaply. One low-grade spirit stone and two pieces." You Rongcheng was a little embarrassed, but he didn't realize that Lan Chuya want to buy.

"How many do you have?" Lan Chuya pointed to the table full of talismans.

"A total of one hundred and three." You Rongcheng replied honestly, suddenly had some guess in his heart, and looked at Lan Chuya in surprise.

"I want them all, don't waste your time and sell them to others." Lan Chuya waved his hand boldly, and a scene like this appeared in his mind. When he was fighting with someone who was stronger than himself, he threw He cast out one spell after another, exhausting the opponent to death, and then in the surprise of the opponent, he killed the opponent with one blow...

"Jun Yao, these talismans are all low-level talismans, are you sure you want them all?" You Rongcheng widened his eyes and looked at Lan Chuya in astonishment. It was far beyond his expectation.

"Is it safe now?" Lan Chuya took out half a middle-grade spirit stone from Qiankun Space and stuffed it into You Rongcheng's hand, then took all the charms away with a wave of his sleeve, leaving three peace charms.

You Rongcheng still hasn’t come to his senses. Low-level spells are not easy to sell. Almost everyone in the sect can buy low-level spiritual weapons to defend against attacks. The same is true for cultivators, and casual cultivators are generally relatively poor. If you want to buy it but can't afford it, this low-level magic talisman is a bit tasteless, tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to throw it away.

"Jun Yao..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Lan Chuya interrupted You Rongcheng, "Rongcheng, pack up, let's go buy a panacea."

"Jun Yao, thank you for helping me. I'm too poor now, otherwise I'd give it to you directly." You Rongcheng stuffed the three peace charms into Lan Chuya's hand, and put the small table away with a wave of his sleeve. It was the first time that he sold all the talismans so quickly, but he knew very well in his heart that this was Lan Chuya helping him, a kind of friendship in a timely manner.

"If you really give it to me, I really don't dare to take it. Don't worry, the last thing I need is the spirit stone. By the way, Rong Hao, you will sell me all the charms in the future, but I have to remind you Ah, you have to practice quickly and refine some middle-level spells, otherwise I won’t be able to use them in the future.”

"Okay, I bought the spirit pill and went back to practice quickly. When I reach the eighth level of Qi Condensation, I can start refining middle-level magic symbols." You Rongcheng clenched his fists, feeling very excited.

"Well, then I'll wait to buy an intermediate spell." Lan Chuya was full of expectations.

"Okay." You Rongcheng swore secretly in his heart that he must refine the middle-level magic talisman early and repay Lan Chuya at that time.

The two of them walked forward while talking, and the street was densely packed with stalls, selling everything, but the things were relatively low-level, unable to arouse Lan Chuya's interest.

"Spiritual fruit is sold, spiritual fruit is sold..." A young boy's high-pitched voice came from the front.

This voice caught Lan Chuya's attention. In fact, it had already attracted the attention of many people, but the stall was crowded with people, but no one bought it.

"Let's go take a look."

"it is good."

Lan Chuya and You Rongcheng squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd.

The stall owner was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a second-tier cultivation base, dark skin, piercing eyes, and a strong and alert spirit.

On the stall in front of him, there are more than a dozen small fruits the size of purple-black grapes. There are patterns like leaf veins on the surface of the small fruits, surrounded by a faint purple spiritual mist, which can be seen at night. , such as sparkling gems, very strange.

Lan Chuya and You Rongcheng looked at each other, what kind of spiritual fruit is this?

Seeing that Lan Chuya was dressed luxuriously, the young man knew that he was definitely a big customer, so he warmly greeted him, "Master, do you want to buy spiritual fruit?"

"Tell me what kind of spiritual fruit it is first?" Lan Chuya wanted to buy it, but he didn't know what kind of spiritual fruit it was, so he had to ask to understand it.

"Don't ask so many questions, hurry up and buy it." Wuwei's voice entered Lan Chuya's mind without warning, it was very urgent, and it scared Lan Chuya.

"why?"

"This is the spiritual fruit of the purple spiritual tree. These people are ignorant. There is a kind of purple spiritual tree that is not like ordinary big trees with luxuriant branches and thick trunks. Instead, it grows like grape vines and bears fruit. Also like, this fruit is equivalent to a high-grade marrow elixir, so hurry up and buy it."

The more Lan Chuya listened, the more surprised and excited he became, but his expression remained the same, "Boss, there's no need to explain. I want all of these. Just tell me how many spirit stones you want?"

"80 yuan low-grade spirit stone." The young man said hesitantly. In fact, he didn't know what the fruit was, but he just thought it was extraordinary. He took it to try his luck, hoping to make a fortune.

Many people asked how to sell it before, but when he mentioned the number of spirit stones, all the people who asked about the price curled their lips and refused to buy it.

At first, he was talking about a high-grade spirit stone, but no one bought it, and some even scolded him for trying to steal money, but now he has learned his lesson and lowered the price.

"One price, fifty low-grade spirit stones." Lan Chuya knows how to observe people's hearts. He doesn't even know the boy's appearance, so he can only take advantage of him.

"Deal." The price had already exceeded the boy's psychological expectations, and he immediately used a small cloth pocket to gather the small fruits together and handed them to Lan Chuya.

Lan Chuya took out half of a high-grade spirit stone, and paid for it with one hand and delivered it with the other.

Now both sides feel that they got a bargain, but in terms of the real bargain, it must be Lan Chuya.

"Jun Yao, this fruit looks pretty good, but it doesn't look like the common spiritual fruit, so there won't be any problem?" You Rongcheng next to him was once again startled by Lan Chuya's financial resources. How rich is this? After a while, a middle-grade spirit stone was spent.

"Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion." Lan Chuya waved his hand confidently, knowing very well in his heart that Wuwei would not lie to him.

"That's good." Hearing what Lan Chuya said, You Rongcheng was relieved.

Some voices slowly came from the crowd of onlookers...

"This is obviously a shoddy product. I didn't expect someone to buy it?"

"Yeah, there are too many spirit stones to spend, and they are used to give away for nothing."

"It's probably the eldest young master who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. If you know a little bit, how can you be fooled by this?"

Without exception, these words are like this, and there is still a hint of sourness.

At this time, a somewhat piercing girlish voice floated over, "Cousin, that person is such a fool that he spent half a piece of middle-grade spirit stones to buy a bunch of so-called spirit fruits. If they are really good things, it's his turn? That brain Not much better than Lan Chuya."

"Okay, what are you mentioning about Lan Chuya?" The cousin's voice in the girl's mouth carried a trace of reproach, as if Lan Chuya was something taboo, even mentioning it would make people uncomfortable.

"That's right, Lan Chuya has been missing for almost half a month, and he is probably dead." The girl cursed viciously. Before Lan Chuya caused her to be whipped by Thunder and Fire, her realm had dropped a little. She hated Lan Chuya almost to death. .

Lan Chuya turned around and looked over, his eyelids twitched, it's really a narrow road.

That girl was the one who threw a stone at the back of his head that day. Her name was Lan Mingzhu, and she was the youngest daughter of Da Zongzhi. Brother, the cultivation level of Qi Condensation Level [-].

"Sick?" Lan Chuya's eyes flashed with anger, and he spoke sharply. He really didn't want to cause trouble, but they shouldn't mention Lan Chuya, no one is here, did they offend them?It's fine if you don't hear it, but now that the deity is here, can you bear it?If he swallowed this breath, he would definitely be forced to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle! ! !

"Where is the barking dog coming from?" You Rongcheng's words were sharper than Lan Chuya's, and he was also very angry. Those two people just said that it was Lan Chuya, not to mention that Lan Chuya was his friend, but It's just buying and selling things, Lan Chuya's own spirit stone, spend it as you want, why scold people?

Lan Chuya glanced at You Rongcheng who was firmly standing next to him, and his heart was touched. He affirmed You Rongcheng more, and preliminarily concluded that he was a friend worthy of deep friendship.

Lan Mingzhu and Lan Mingxuan looked at Lan Chuya and You Rongcheng together.

Lan Mingxuan weighed the cultivation of the two in his heart. The young man was at the early stage of the second level of Qi Condensation, so he was nothing to be afraid of, but the young man frowned slightly.

He is in the middle stage of the third level of Qi Condensation, and the fifth level of youth Qi Condensation is perfect. There are many gaps in between. He is definitely not the opponent's opponent.

If a rational person, knowing that he is not the opponent, makes a hypocritical apology, this matter will be over.

But who is Lan Mingxuan? He is from the Lan family. In Happy City, the Lan family can walk sideways without any scruples.

With this reliance, coupled with Lan Mingxuan's irritable temper, his anger instantly deprived him of his sanity, and he looked at Lan Chuya with dark eyes, "Who were you scolding just now?"

"I'll scold whoever answers." Lan Chuya narrowed his eyes slightly, more coldness flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that they were two people who lacked lessons. However, they are really related to Lan Minghao by blood, and they both like to be soft. Persimmon was speechless.

"Say it again." Lan Mingxuan's face was a bit sinister, and his eyes were cold.

"I'll say this a hundred times again. Could it be that you are deaf? Boy, you are deaf at such a young age. You need to see a doctor. Be careful that your brain is also damaged. At that time, it will be too late to save it. "

Lan Chuya's face was cold, and there was a sneer that was too fast to be seen in his eyes. If he was alone, he would not dare to be so high-profile, but he has a friend who can crush the other side, and he only hates himself for not being more crazy .

"You're looking for death!!!" Lan Mingxuan opened his eyes, his face was livid. In Happy City, no one would dare to disrespect the Lan family like this.

Lan Mingxuan's roar was very loud, attracting all the people nearby. There were already many people surrounding them, but now there are three floors inside and three floors outside.

The monks are very busy practicing, but they are equally boring. Sometimes they come across it, and it doesn't hurt to take a break from their busy schedule to watch the excitement.

"Here comes another one who says I'm looking for death." Lan Chuya turned his head to talk to You Rongcheng, shaking his head as he spoke, as if he was very sorry, "The people who said I was looking for death all died in the end, why do you think they cursed like that? Are you tired of living yourself?"