Soul Eater Book

Soon, a Nascent Soul cultivator took their seats, and Chen Zhi also saw the female cultivator surnamed Qing who was the master of alchemy in the Fire Control Palace. She turned her gaze away, and Bai Yan came forward to greet her in a daze, she seemed to have a very good relationship with this woman.

At this time, although the Nascent Soul cultivators were drinking spiritual tea and chatting, their gazes turned to the table in the middle from time to time, obviously impatient to start trading.

Seemingly aware of everyone's impatience, the monk surnamed Rong sitting on the main seat sipped.Cha, stopped talking with Old Monster Yun, stood up and coughed.

The monks present immediately turned their gazes to the old man surnamed Rong.

"Okay, all fellow daoists must have been waiting impatiently. In that case, let's start the trade fair!"

Before he finished speaking, several monks got up at the same time, but they looked at each other. In the end, the old man Fu who was fighting for molten fruit wine with Old Monster Yun stepped forward. The sect he belongs to is the Taiyin Sect, which is as famous as the Yunling Sect and the Fire Control Palace. Since he wants to come forward to make a deal, other monks will certainly not be uninterested.

Seeing old man Fu walking in front of the mask, the mask immediately disappeared by itself, but it didn't continue to rise. Old man Fu stretched out his hand to caress it, and a jade box appeared on the table.

Taking out the jade box, old man Fu glanced around expectantly, then gently opened the jade box, and a beam of colorful glazed light shot out from it, it was extremely dazzling!

"Colorful people come... No, this is the Seven-Color Ginseng King!"

As soon as this thing was taken out, some monks exclaimed, and several of them stood up directly, staring at the colorful ginseng with piercing eyes.

Chen Zhi also glanced at the jade box, and found that there was a palm-sized ginseng lying inside, and this ginseng shone with colorful luster, the whole body was crystal clear, like a piece of beautiful jade, and its appearance was impressively similar to a human baby!

"Yuanying-level elixir!" Chen Zhi raised his eyebrows. Speaking of which, he also has a stalk of the seven-color ginseng king, but it is the nine-leaf spirit ginseng that can only evolve after the seven-color ginseng king reaches ten thousand years. Obtained in the palace, it is said that it can refine several kinds of Nascent Soul-level elixir that can increase cultivation. However, old man Fu's seven-color ginseng king is only about 4000 years old, and it is not as good as the ten thousand-year seven-color ginseng king in his hand!

Just glanced at it, and Chen Zhi lost interest, but he didn't, it doesn't mean that other people didn't, when he heard that old man Fu was only using it to exchange some rare spirit fruits, three or four people rushed up immediately, and finally after a while After bargaining, this seven-colored ginseng king was obtained by the withered old devil.

Afterwards, several Nascent Soul monks went up one after another, and they traded a lot of things, but among them, Chen Zhi didn't like it.

Just as Chen Zhi was about to go up to inquire by himself, he suddenly saw a cold-faced old man in an ice-blue robe standing up in the corner, striding towards the table in the middle.

3 Chapter Forty

As the cold-faced old man got up, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop a few degrees. Chen Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the words that Old Monster Yun said before coming could not help but appear in his mind——

"Among the Nascent Soul cultivators participating this time, four of them have the same level of cultivation as the old man, but if one of them, if the old man lives and dies with him, the old man will most likely die."

And the cold-faced old man in front of him is someone that even Old Monster Yun thinks he is not as good as - Bingjige, Aohanying!

A Nascent Soul [-]th level peak monk, and at the same time, in this sea area, the most promising person to advance to the Nascent Soul [-]th level monk!

However, this person is a Keqing elder of a small sect named Bingji Pavilion. It is said that because of the favor of Bingji Pavilion, Bingji Pavilion was able to be promoted to a middle-level sect. Jige has no expansion ambitions, so in this sea area, there is a bit of aloofness.

After this person got up, all the monks in the hall raised their heads one after another, showing expressions of interest. After all, this person's cultivation level and the things he brought out are naturally good things.

With a "bang", when Aohanying walked to the table, he stretched out his hand, directly took out an eight-foot-long cloth bag from the storage bag, and threw it directly on the table.

As soon as the cloth bag was taken out, the temperature of the entire hall dropped sharply, and everyone even felt as if they were in a world of ice and snow for a moment!

"Ice Element Treasure!" The eyes of the monks present lit up, and some monks frowned slightly, as if they had guessed the contents of the bag.

At this moment, the Aohan Eagle stretched out his hand to caress gently, and a wave of air surged out, directly blowing away the cloth bag, and before everyone could react, a gust of icy cold breath centered on the cloth bag Suddenly it shoots out.

Fortunately, all the monks present were Nascent Soul cultivators, and were not affected by the cold air, but when they saw the contents of this bag, all the monks present were stunned.

Chen Zhi took a closer look, and saw that on the table was a seven-foot-long blue long sword. The blade seemed to be made of some kind of strange ice crystal. , an ice dragon hovered above it, the dragon's head extended all the way to the hilt of the sword, even if it was far away, Chen Zhi could feel a terrifying aura from the long sword, as if it was not a long sword , but a sleeping ice dragon!

Chen Zhi's eyes lit up instantly, this long sword complemented Chu Bingling's naturally cold body perfectly!

"Brother Ao, isn't this the 'Aoxue Hanlong' that you worked so hard to build before? Why..." the old man surnamed Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and asked suspiciously.

This sentence seemed to be what all the monks present wanted to ask. After all, the Aohan Eagle bought a few treasures at a huge price last time.

Aohanying glanced at the old man surnamed Rong, and said with a little regret: "It took me 50 years to collect various materials for this long sword, and another [-] years to refine it. Naturally, I don't want to sell it, but ... The sea-connecting whirlpool is about to come again. Although this sword is good, it cannot exert its power without cultivation. This time, the sea-tong whirlpool is extremely important to the old man. ..." Speaking of this, Aohanying shook his head and sighed regretfully.

The vortex through the sea?

Chen Zhi was slightly taken aback, and immediately looked at the surrounding monks, only to find that the other monks showed serious expressions after hearing these four words, and couldn't help being puzzled. At this moment, the voice of the Aohan Eagle sounded again.

"I don't think I need to say anything more about this Aoxue Hanlong. Some of the materials were exchanged from everyone at the beginning. They are all excellent products, and this sword does not have the old man's soul imprint. Use Come in exchange for a magic weapon that is more powerful than this sword." Aohan Ying said lightly, the moment he finished speaking, all the monks present were shocked.

Of course, they understand the material used in this sword. Even if it is said that this sword is priceless, it is not an exaggeration, but what makes all the monks present envious is the sentence that there is no soul brand, that is to say, this sword has not been recognized by the owner. ceremony!

This is where the real value of this "Aoxue Hanlong" lies!

Because if the magic weapon goes through the master recognition ceremony, even if the monk lives or dies, the power of other monks using the magic weapon will be greatly weakened. Thinking about the reason for re-refining the Lightless Thunder Spirit Sword!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhi immediately prepared to go forward, but there were many monks who were faster than him, even the old man surnamed Rong, stepped forward and waited.

But when the monks took out their own magic weapons, none of them could be taken by Aohanying.

After six or seven monks went up and left, Aohanying's eyes gradually showed a trace of helplessness and disappointment, but seeing that the magic weapons presented by the previous monks were all rejected, although the monks present were greedy, none of them got up again .

Aware of this scene, Aohanying frowned slightly, and was about to put away the Aoxuehanlong, but suddenly saw Chen Zhi walking towards him.

At this moment, he has no patience, and Chen Zhi is just a Golden Core cultivator, even if he has practiced some kind of body training method to make him as strong as a Nascent Soul triple cultivator, but in Aohanying's view, this It is even more impossible for Chen Zhi to have the magic weapon he wanted.

"This fellow Taoist, if the power is not as powerful as my 'Aoxue Hanlong' magic weapon, it's better not to use it to shame people." Aohanying said coldly.

Hearing this, Chen Zhi was not angry, and smiled slightly: "Oh? Fellow Daoist, if you don't look at it, how do you know you can't compare?"

As he spoke, Chen Zhi stretched out his hand, and a black cloud suddenly appeared in his hand.

In the dark cloud, accompanied by howling ghosts and howling wolves, the room where the temperature had dropped suddenly due to the "Aoxue Hanlong" suddenly had an eerie smell.

Seeing this black cloud, Aohan Ying's eyes suddenly shot two rays of light!

Judging from this momentum, this black cloud is definitely not inferior to his "Aoxue Hanlong"!

"This magic weapon..." There was a hint of urgency in Aohan Eagle's eyes.

"This magic weapon is called Abi Hell. It has been cultivated by a Nascent Soul triple monk for hundreds of years. Moreover, because this magic weapon is too vicious, it absorbs the soul, flesh and blood of people, so the monk dare not leave a soul imprint on it. And after the owner of the magic weapon died, I didn't like this magic weapon, so I didn't refine it, so this magic weapon can be counted as an unowned magic weapon." Chen Zhi said with a smile, as if he could see that Aohanying was already moved, he suddenly changed the subject : "However, if there is only one Aoxue Hanlong, if you want to change this Abi Hell..."

"Hmph!" Aohanying snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Although this magic weapon is good, fellow daoist, don't push yourself too far!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Chen Zhi laughed even more happily, and suddenly tapped Abi Hell in his hand lightly, and heard a ghostly howl coming from it, and the next one, a slap-sized ghost seemed to be about to emerge from it.

"The Nascent Soul Ghost King!"

Seeing this fierce ghost, the expressions of all the monks present changed, and their eyes turned greedy.

And in Aohanying's eyes, a brilliant light shot out!

But soon, hesitation appeared in his eyes. After all, if what Chen Zhi said was true, then the value of this Abi Hell is definitely higher than his Aoxue Hanlong!

"What else do you want?" Aohanying just asked this question, suddenly his expression changed, as if thinking of something, he took a deep look at Chen Zhi and said: "I remember, some time ago, Mr. Yun announced that he would buy two things. Things, one is the Qiankun Lei Zejing, and the other is the unicorn of the Deep Sea Thunder Beast."

"You have these two things?" Chen Zhi was slightly taken aback, but was overjoyed in his heart.

Aohanying didn't say much, but slapped the storage bag, and suddenly, a jade box appeared on the table, he slapped the jade box, and as the jade box opened, what imprinted in his eyes was an approximately The three-foot-long blue unicorn is filled with a strong and violent thunder-attribute aura.