Wonderland

Chapter 39
In a fit of rage, the one-horned python used the wind spell, Wind Blade, on Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was shocked into a cold sweat, and at the same time secretly blamed himself for being too careless. He didn't release the Shining Shield to protect his body from the beginning.

The spell cast by this one-horned python is not only silent, but also extremely fast, and its power is not inferior to his own Great Perfection-level fireball technique.

The one-horned python saw that its attack was ineffective, and the triangular eyes were faintly bloodshot. At the same time, it slammed open its bloody mouth, and a large amount of poisonous mist spewed out, covering Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin stepped back ten feet again and stood on top of a bluestone. He stretched out his hands left and right, and a fireball the size of a human head condensed above each palm.

The two fireballs shot out suddenly, each turned a corner, and suddenly collided with each other when they rushed into the poisonous mist.

The two fireballs exploded at the same time, the flames scattered, and the large piece of poisonous mist was swept away by the power of the flame, which surprised the one-horned python. In the middle, a piece of ripples condensed, and a few wind blades that were slightly grayed out.

With the "hiss" of the unicorn python, several wind blades whistled towards Xiao Lin. The speed was so fast that Xiao Lin almost didn't have time to dodge, but Xiao Lin didn't plan to dodge either. In front of him flickered and appeared, and at the same time, the seven-blade slash that was floating in the air fell back into his hands again.

"Puff puff" The wind blade slashed on the green shield, making a sound like tearing cloth. The green halo on the shield dimmed a lot, but with the injection of Xiao Lin's mana, it returned to its original state. Greenery.

The seven-blade slash in Xiao Lin's hand once again turned into seven huge blade shadows, leaping up several meters, and then slashing towards the body of the one-horned python.

A look of disdain flashed through the triangular eyes of the one-horned python. Countless tiny wind whirls appeared all over its body again, but just as it wanted to use wind spells to avoid Xiao Lin's full-strength blow, a thumb about the size of a thumb appeared. The lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit the forehead of the unicorn python.

This lightning strike immediately made the unicorn python fall into dizziness, and the triangular eyes also appeared confused. This process lasted only two seconds, and the unicorn python regained consciousness again. Unfortunately, two seconds is enough in the battle. The opponent launched a deadly attack.

Xiao Lin slashed down with a single slash, and the seven blade shadows condensed by the seven-blade slash were all slashed on the body of the one-horned python almost instantly.

"Chi!" The unicorn python let out a mournful cry, and its huge body was divided into two parts, and it was broken into two parts. Under the severe pain, the two parts of the unicorn python twisted frantically. All the boulders suffered and shattered.

Xiao Lin had already retreated twenty feet away, standing on a bluestone, staring coldly at the one-horned python.

This one-horned python is the most powerful monster he has encountered since he entered the Tianlu Mountains for a trial. The control of spells far exceeds that of human monks. Usually, monsters do not need to recite spells to cast spells, but some monsters cast spells a little slower, but they are also faster than human monks who have just practiced spells. on many.

It is precisely because of this that when the cultivators hunt monsters, they will choose to form a team of multiple people. Only through the strength of the team can they better hunt monsters and avoid their own casualties. This also led Xiao Lin to come to a conclusion that it is normal. Under this circumstance, human monks and monsters of the same rank are of the same rank, and the strength of monsters far exceeds that of human monks.

After nearly half an hour, the crazy one-horned python calmed down. The surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters was swept into an open space. Between the two bodies, the blood of the big beach gathered, and Xiao Lin hurried away. In the past, after confirming that the one-horned python was dead, he immediately took out several jade bottles from the cloth bag, which were filled with the blood of the one-horned python.

Although the blood of this one-horned python is not that rare in Wuyin Xiancheng, the price is not low. Of course, the main reason is that among the low-level monks in Wuyin Xiancheng, alchemists are rare, and one-horned pythons are rare. Apart from being used as an auxiliary drug for refining Huiyuan Pill, the blood of the blood is of no use.

After collecting the spirit blood of the unicorn python, Xiao Lin spent more than an hour picking off its horn and scales and putting it in the cloth bag around his waist. Most of them were put into the spiritual wood space by him. Otherwise, he would not have so many places to store them without a storage bag. As for the remaining bones and flesh, although Xiao Lin didn't want to waste them, he couldn't carry them back to Wuyin Xiancheng. So despite his distress, Xiao Lin could only give up. After finally taking the gallbladder of the unicorn python, he threw a few fireballs and turned the corpse of the unicorn python into ashes.

Xiao Lin has been pondering whether he should buy a primary storage bag. He has already inquired about it. In the inner city of Wuyin Xiancheng, there is such a low-level storage bag for sale. The space is only about one square meter, but the price is reasonable. It’s not cheap. I heard that at least a few hundred low-grade spirit stones are needed. This price is enough to make more than [-]% of the cultivators in the qi refining stage stay away.

Three days later, Xiao Lin returned to Wuyin Xiancheng. Looking at the bustling crowd of monks, Xiao Lin felt like he was going home, and his spirit suddenly relaxed a lot. This would never happen in the Tianlu Mountains. And the Tianlu Mountains are always facing the threat of monsters, which also makes Xiao Lin's spirit always on vigilance.

After entering Xiancheng, Xiao Lin first went to the Yaowang shop and gave Gu Langzhong the gallbladder of the unicorn python. He almost stared out, with a surprised expression on his face. He never thought that Xiao Lin would really be able to take the gallbladder of the unicorn python for him. Originally, it was useless for him to keep the jade slips of Yunling Pill and Huiyuan Pill. After all, in the present when spirit grass is scarce, it is unrealistic to want to become an alchemist based on his worth, giving Xiao Lin a little more hope, and the pill recipe he gave Xiao Lin is not enough. It is a jade slip after rubbing, and the jade slip left by his ancestors has always been treasured.

Gu Langzhong was even more curious about Xiao Lin when he saw that Xiao Lin actually got the gallbladder of the unicorn python. He was even more stunned after sensing that Xiao Lin was already at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Xiao Lin gave Gu Langzhong the gall bladder of the one-horned python, and he left impatiently. Although he did not promise Gu Langzhong anything, it was still a stalk after all, and he kept it in his heart, always thinking about it.Now it can be considered that this stalk in his heart has been removed, which makes Xiao Lin feel a lot easier at once.

After leaving the Medicine King Shop, Xiao Lin headed straight for the inner city. The Wuyin Xiancheng was divided into the outer city and the inner city. Needless to say, most of the mid- and low-level qi-refining cultivators in the outer city were concentrated in the outer city. The materials, medicinal pills, and magic tools are also extremely common. After all, for a large number of middle and low-level cultivators, good magic weapon materials also mean more expensive prices, which they simply cannot afford.

The inner city is different. There are several large business houses in the inner city, and there are some places where monks above the late stage of Qi refining sell various materials and medicine pills. This does not mean that low-level monks cannot enter the inner city, but must enter the inner city. In the city, every time you have to pay a low-grade spiritual stone, this low-grade spiritual stone blocks most of the middle and low-level monks who want to enter the inner city.

Therefore, for a large number of middle and low-level cultivators, it is not easy to enter the inner city because they have some top-quality materials or urgently need to buy some top-quality magic tools or medicinal pills.

After more than half an hour, Xiao Lin came to the gate of the inner city. The inner city wall was only a few feet high, and the gate was only more than two feet wide. According to Xiao Lin's estimation, the entire inner city was covered with a diameter of twenty or thirty miles at most. The area is not very large.

After paying for a low-grade spirit stone, Xiao Lin entered the inner city. The streets in the inner city were a little narrow, but the shops were more stylish than those in the outer city. There were four or five-story attics everywhere, not far in front of Xiao Lin. There is also a three-story wooden attic like a palace.

Xiao Lin strolled around the inner city for more than two hours before entering a shop called [Sihai Jucaiju]. There are several such shops in the inner city of Wuyin Xiancheng, and they all belong to the kind of relatively complete items. This shop not only sells all kinds of refining materials, medicinal herbs, talismans and even some finished instruments for sale, but more importantly, this kind of shop is a combination of sales and purchase, not only can you buy what you need here, You can also exchange the things you don’t want for spirit stones here.

As soon as he entered the shop, he was greeted by an old man who looked to be five or sixty years old. The old man had kind eyes and kind eyes, stroking his goatee from time to time as he walked around. He came to Xiao Lin and showed a warm smile.

"What's the surname of this fellow Daoist?"

"My surname is Xiao." Xiao Lin replied.

"It turned out to be Daoyou Xiao, I am the steward of Sihai Jucaiju. My surname is Baili, and I have a single name and one character. The regular customers who come here often call me old, but I don't know if Daoyou Xiao wants to buy something or sell something?
Xiao Lin sensed it a little, with a slightly surprised expression on his face. He could not sense the old man's cultivation, which means that the old man's cultivation was at least higher than his own.

"I have some refining materials that I want to sell." Xiao Lin said lightly.

"That's it, Fellow Daoist Xiao, please come with me." The old man took Xiao Lin through the living room in front and came to a row of houses in the back. He chose one of them, and the old man opened the door and said to Xiao Lin. A gesture of invitation.

After entering the room, the old man said to Xiao Lin only after the two parties were seated: "Our Four Seas Gathering Finance Bureau has been operating in the Tianlu Mountains for over a hundred years. Several immortal cities in China have our shops, so fellow Daoists can sell items with confidence, and we keep customer information completely confidential."

Nodding his head, Xiao Lin took out a chisel-long horn and four palm-sized scales from the cloth bag and placed it on the table in front of him.

"It turned out to be the horn and scales of the thunder rhinoceros. It seems that it should die soon, and the thunder and wind spirit energy inside is still very abundant." The old man's face did not change, nodded and said.

(End of this chapter)