Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 412: Purchase Yin Fire and Sell Magical Instruments

"After the auction?"

Bao Tu narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his five fingers, and two rays of light transformed into small green-scaled snakes, landing on the magic barrier that wrapped the elixir.

The thumb-thick little green-scaled snake stretched its body tightly, and every time it squirmed, the light film formed by the evolution of the magic ban dimmed a little.

He didn't care about the rules that Qing Ning mentioned.

Spiritual light flowed, and a bottle of Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment and a bottle of Green Snake Corruption Odor fell into his hands.

With a slight force in his hand, the jade bottle containing the elixir opened.

A faint medicinal fragrance and a sweet taste emanated from the Wuying Cold-Removing Cream and the Green Snake Fouling Powder respectively.

"Good stuff, but this refining method doesn't seem to be the same as those old poison masters of the Demonic Path?"

Bao Tu narrowed his eyes, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"How much do these two bottles of elixir cost?"

Qing Ning's face turned grim. Seeing the powerful and unfathomable aura of this person who was building the foundation, Qing Ning moved his lips several times, but was unable to speak.

"A second-level low-grade spiritual material."

The voice of the dark soul suddenly came from the backyard
Bao Tu looked up and saw a thin monk wearing a gray robe and a bone crown on his head, striding in front of him.

Heifeng straightened his back and was full of energy. Fang Yi wiped out the opposition forces around Xiaoyuanling.

When the invitation to the secret photo shoot was sent out, countless monks flattered and offered benefits.

He had nearly ten beautiful concubines with graceful figures and soft and fragrant bodies.

"You are not qualified enough, young man, to be at the initial stage of foundation building?"

Bao Tu recalled the information about the Xiaoyuanling market in his mind. A ray of light bloomed on his emerald green round-necked brocade robe, and a surging momentum swept down.

"Call your master here, I have a big deal."

"A great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage?"

I never thought that there would be a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building who was not participating in the auction at the White Bone Altar, but was strolling in the market.

Black Soul's muscles were tensed, his brows were furrowed, and a flying bone sword flew out from his sleeve.

After all, Hei Hun was from the White Bone Sect, and his body was flexible. Seeing that the person who came was not an ordinary foundation-building master, he immediately lowered his posture.

"Master is hosting a secret photo shoot and can't get away for the time being. Please wait for a moment, senior."

"Fellow Daoist Soft Bone has carefully selected and found a successor like you."

Bao Tu sneered in disdain.

His eyes swept across the sky above the market town, and the heavy and ferocious stone bridge seemed to be still before his eyes.

In the end, he was concerned about Fang Yi's reputation of killing great monks of the same level. With a wave of his sleeves, the two bottles of elixirs fell back into the restriction.

"Give Brother Yin Gu a favor and let me lead the way."

"Senior please!"

Heihun bent down slightly and led Baotu into the box. From beginning to end, the two of them never looked at Qingning.

A female cultivator who practices Qigong, even if she has a graceful figure and beautiful face, is ultimately just a cultivator who practices Qigong.

In the eyes of a foundation-building master, it can be just a plaything, an ornament, or even a pet.

The only thing that cannot be him is a fellow Taoist of the same generation.

When Qing Ning saw Hei Hun and Bao Tu leaving, he bit their teeth and looked at them with resentment.

But eventually, his limbs felt weak, and he accepted his fate, using his magic power to make up for the missing restrictions.

On the altar of bones.

Fang Yi was wearing a green silk robe with elephant patterns.

Looking at another seal and magical instrument of unknown origin, it was held by a man wearing brown robes and a hood.

The monk, who was wrapped tightly with nothing leaking out, took the photo.

Fang Yi nodded slightly. This was already the seventh top-grade magic weapon sold.

In just half an hour, more than ten foundation-building masters were trading talismans, magic tools, souls and human bones at the secret auction.

The value is already tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

Although the stolen goods have accumulated over the years, it is still an extremely large number.

In this Xiaoyuanling secret auction, the more spiritual objects sold, the greater the benefits the other party will get.

Once this reputation is spread, there will be no need to use the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment as bait to lure monks into participating in secret auctions.

"Fellow Taoists, you are polite!"

The old demon Chiyukujiu, wearing a scarlet robe with gold edges, bowed.

With his chicken claw-like hand, he took out a dark green fire seed from the storage bag.

Driven by magic power, the Yin Fire jumped on the thumb-sized fire.

"A second-level, mid-grade Yin-attribute spiritual flame in exchange for a second-level, top-grade Fire-attribute spiritual object.

I know there is a difference in value between the two, and I am willing to make up the difference with spirit stones."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, knowing that the first spiritual object that would fail to be sold in the secret auction was about to appear.

A second-grade, top-grade spiritual object can already be used as the main material for refining top-grade magical instruments.

Regardless of the attributes, the starting price of spiritual materials of the second-grade superior quality is at least 1,500 spirit stones.

Moreover, they are often out of stock and only a very small number of cultivators will exchange them for spirit stones after obtaining second-grade high-quality spiritual objects.

Even if it is exchanged, the premium is extremely high.

When it comes to ordinary spiritual objects like these, most people exchange them for what they need.

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Seeing that the monks on the bone altar were silent, the old demon Jiu frowned slightly, sighed in his heart, and wanted to put away the fire.

"Fellow Daoist Jiu, please wait a moment!" Fang Yi intervened. "Brother Daoist, do you have a second-grade, top-grade fire-attributed spiritual object?" The Nine-Old Demon's eyes flashed with anticipation.

He has reached the sixth level of foundation building, and has been refining his natal magic weapon to the nine levels of magic prohibitions for more than ten years.

However, he was limited by the spiritual materials used to refine the magic weapon and was unable to evolve the tenth restriction and advance to a top-grade magic weapon.

As long as you get a second-grade high-quality spiritual object, you can ask a weapon refiner to refine your own magic weapon again, and there is a 70% to 80% chance of reaching a higher level.

By then, I will receive the reward of a top-grade magic weapon, and my cultivation will hopefully be further improved, entering the late stage of foundation building.

"I don't have a second-grade, top-grade spiritual object, or a fire-attributed spiritual object."

Fang Yi looked at the second-level middle yin fire floating in the air.

After a brief pause, he took out a second-grade medium-quality Flowing Flame Stone from his storage bag.

This spiritual stone was a trophy obtained from killing Chen Dayong. Fang Yi collected it along with many second-level spiritual objects he had collected in the past, in case of emergency.

Xu Qingshe practiced the [Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Method] and had a good relationship with Fang Yi, helping him several times.

It is rare to come across the spiritual fire he needs, so of course he has to take action to get it.

“Second-grade, high-quality spiritual objects are hard to come by, but I have a second-grade, mid-grade Flowing Flame Stone.

Fellow Daoist Jiu's body is surrounded by fire energy, and he is full of energy and spirit, and is not far from a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Collecting second-grade, top-grade fire-attributed spiritual objects is for refining one's own magical instrument."

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and a ray of light shot into the Liuyan Rock.

On the crimson Liuyan Rock, flames were billowing and scarlet mist was swirling.

“Although this piece of Liuyan Rock of mine is not a second-grade upper-grade spiritual object, it is still the top-grade among the middle-grade spiritual objects.

Moreover, such spiritual objects, after being refined, are best for nourishing one's own magical instruments.

Fellow Daoist Jiu, it is difficult to obtain a second-grade top-grade spiritual object, so it is better to settle for the next best thing.

With the nourishment of this Flowing Flame Rock, my life weapon has a chance to break through to the highest level."

"This"

The old demon Jiu frowned. He had been searching for second-grade, top-grade spiritual objects for many years, so he naturally knew that such spiritual objects were rare.

Not every great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building has a magic weapon of the highest grade.

Even the poorer Fake Dan Zhenren's natal treasure is also a top-grade magic weapon.

Fang Yi's dim yellow eyes turned, and he looked at the old demon Jiu with a turbid gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Jiu, if you are willing to sell the Yin-Yan Fire Seed, I can add three hundred low-grade spirit stones.
This item is of great use to me, I hope you can help me."

The plain but determined words fell into the ears of the old demon Jiu.

Looking at Fang Yi's indifferent expression and thinking of his unfathomable aura, Jiu Lao Mo smiled bitterly in his heart.

In Xiaoyuanfang Market, whether to sell it or not is not up to him.

He didn't want to offend Fang Yi, so he spoke with some reluctance.

“Three hundred low-grade spirit stones are not enough.

five hundred!

If Brother Yin Gu is willing to pay 500 Spiritual Stones, I will sell this Yin Flame Seed to you."

"it is good!"

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and five medium-grade fire spirit stones, glowing red, flew towards the old demon Jiu together with Liu Yanyang.

"Second-level mid-grade Spiritual Flowing Flame Stone, five hundred low-grade Spiritual Stones, Fellow Daoist Jiu, keep them."

The old demon Jiu's face froze. He had never expected Fang Yi to agree so readily. With some reluctance, he waved his hand and sent the Yinyan Fire Seed away.

He had been domineering for many years, but this was the first time that he was bullied by a monk and did not dare to show his dissatisfaction.

The cultivators who came to participate in the Xiaoyuanling secret auction were either experienced cultivators or ancestors of a clan, and none of them were easy to deal with.

Even though the six cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building had a tacit understanding and helped each other, they would not offend Fang Yi for a spiritual object with a reasonable price.

"Brother Yin Gu, this fire is yours."

Fang Yi stretched out his skinny left hand and pinched the Yin Yan fire into his hand, feeling the abundant and sinister fire in the fire.

He nodded slightly. This kind of fire was not far from being a second-grade top-grade spiritual object.

If you meet an alchemist or weapon refiner who is interested in this spiritual flame, there is a 70% to 80% chance of exchanging it for a second-grade high-quality spiritual material.

As for the additional 500 low-grade spirit stones, Fang Yi didn't take it seriously.

There are more than ten foundation-building masters from the foundation-building family who died at his hands.

He also controls Qingzhi Tower and Xiaoyuanling Market, even though the [Life and Death Sutra] consumes a huge amount of Yimu's vitality.

He also practiced physical exercises and refined spirit puppets. He had nearly ten thousand low-grade spirit stones in his hands.

This is the wealth and property that only a fake Dan Zhenren possesses.

This does not include the many first-level spiritual objects, talismans, and elixirs for sale.

An hour later, rare second-level talismans, rare elixirs, blood-stained magic weapons, and even an appointment to explore the secret realm together.

Fang Yi did not take action. He could do it once or twice, but not three times. If he took action many times, he would buy too many spiritual objects.

Intimidated by his own reputation, the master of foundation building will inevitably feel dissatisfied, which is not conducive to the development of Xiaoyuanling market.

Seeing that the secret photo shoot was coming to an end and Suhexiang did not show up, Fang Yi shook his head slightly and then spoke.

"Fellow Daoists, are there any spiritual items left to trade?"

The handsome She Yuzhang, the old demon Jiu in a scarlet and gold-edged robe, and the evil-looking demon cultivator Huashi Shangren
The foundation-building masters on the bone altar looked at each other and shook their heads, indicating that there were no more spiritual objects or magical tools to trade.

"So that's the case. I have a big business deal entrusted to me by a fellow Taoist. I wonder if you are interested."

Fang Yi's mind moved, and he held the gray Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand.

Magic power surged and spewed out, and rays of light of various colors, such as blue, white, red, yellow, and gray, flew out from the banner and transformed into various magical instruments.

More than a hundred medium and low-grade magical weapons such as the Qingyan Sword, Hanling Knife, and Shuibosha were suspended in the air, emitting spiritual light.

(End of this chapter)