Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

The old man frowned, revealing a bit of dissatisfaction.

"That's right. I once owed a favor to a friend named Lin, and this spiritual milk is for the purpose of repaying the debt."

"If you want to forcefully demand it, I'm afraid I can't just sit back and watch."

Qing Yuanzi sighed regretfully.

"It seems that you owe this young man a lot of favors recently, and you actually said such words."

"It's really rare to see this! Unfortunately, although I have a slightly bad temper, I will never bully the younger generation."

"But if this boy voluntarily gives it back to me, you shouldn't stop me, right?"

The old man's eyes flashed yellow and he yawned.

"As long as Mr. Lin is willing, Jiang will naturally have no objection."

At this moment, Qing Yuanzi answered firmly.

"So good!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, turned around and looked at Lin Mo carefully again, then returned to his smiling expression.

"Senior, those spiritual milks..."

Lin Mo felt uneasy when he saw this and hurriedly clasped his fists to explain.

"No need to say more! Although I may act in a domineering manner, I will never take advantage of my age."

"Even if I need the spiritual milk in your hand, I will only ask you to offer it voluntarily."

The old man waved his hand confidently, interrupting Lin Mo's words.

Then, he flicked his sleeves, and a black cloud flashed on the table in front of him, and more than a dozen jade bottles of various sizes appeared.

"The pills in these medicine bottles are all collected by this old man over the years. They are elixirs that can help improve the cultivation of cultivators in the Fusion Stage."

"Such a large quantity is definitely worth more than a bottle of Styx Milk."

"As many bottles of spiritual milk as you have, I will provide you with a corresponding number of pills."

The old man said with a smug smile.

The quality of these pills is extremely high. If any bottle of them is taken away at random and brought to the outside world, it will probably cause many monks in the fusion stage to fight for it crazily.

With so many elixirs gathered here, their value to ordinary practitioners is even several times higher than that of the Styx Spirit Milk.

The old man Xu Ling took out dozens of bottles of pills at once, seemingly not caring at all.

This made Qing Yuan and Lin Mo pay attention to him, and they couldn't help but cast their eyes towards Lin Mo.

When Lin Mo saw these pills, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. However, he did not show any obvious joy. Instead, his expression became a little weird.

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Mo raised his arm and gently grabbed the empty space in front of him.

One of the small bottles was instantly taken into his hand, then he opened the stopper and poured out a green pill.

Lin Mo held the pill in his hand and examined it carefully.

"This is the Qingying Pill, the most precious treasure of the Qinghai clan. Just taking one pill can save you about a month of hard training time!"

"Although this medicine is only of above-average quality among the many elixirs I have shown you."

After seeing Lin Mo's actions, the old man Xu Ling stroked his sparse beard on his chin and said while shaking his head.

Obviously, he was very proud that he could collect so many fusion stage elixirs.

"These elixirs from you are indeed extremely precious. I am afraid I cannot exchange them with my spiritual milk."

Lin Mo looked at the green pill in his hand, then glanced at the other medicine bottles on the table opposite, but smiled helplessly and said.

"What? Do you think the pills I gave you have quality problems?"

The old man was stunned at first, and then immediately became angry.

Qing Yuanzi and Jin Yanhou looked at each other, with different expressions on their faces.

"I definitely don't mean that. Please forgive me for speaking frankly, but I already have many elixirs that can improve my cultivation."

"Therefore, even though these spiritual medicines from you are excellent, they are actually not of much practical use to me, the younger generation."

Lin Mo hurriedly explained.

"Do you have any elixirs in hand? Can you tell me what kind of elixir it is? Is it better than the one I have?"

The old man was stunned at first, and then showed an expression of disbelief.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and had to continue to explain:
"How dare I lie to you, Senior! If you don't believe me, you can check the elixirs I have."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo gently flipped his hand in his sleeve, and with a flash of light, a small bottle as white as jade appeared in his hand.

He flicked his wrist and the vial flew directly towards the other party.

The old man's face was still full of doubt, but when he saw Lin Mo being so calm and composed, he began to waver in his heart.

He reached out to take the medicine bottle, and just as he was about to open the cap, a rich fragrance suddenly hit his nose.

The old man's expression suddenly changed. He did not rush to pour the pill into his palm. Instead, he put the bottle mouth close to his nose and took a deep breath.

After a moment, his face turned gloomy!
"Brother Xu Ling, as a master of alchemy, I wonder if Brother Lin's elixir has any flaws?"

Jin Yanhou asked directly without any consideration because he had nothing to do with the matter, out of curiosity.

"The quality of the medicine is flawless, but the fragrance of this medicine seems to be quite strange..."

The old man did not explain much, just shook his head slightly, then opened the bottle cap and poured out a thumb-sized red pill.

The entire pill is fiery red in color, and the surface is covered with golden lines. The entire pill exudes an endless flow of spiritual light, as if it were alive.

"This is actually... the Corrosion Immortal Pill. It is absolutely certain. You actually found the Corrosion Poison Immortal Grass that has long been extinct?"

As a veteran warrior who was about to pass the tribulation, the old man only observed the fiery red pill for a moment and blurted out in surprise.

"Could it be that this elixir is made from poisonous grass?"

Jin Yanhou, who was sitting comfortably in his seat, after hearing this.

In an instant he jumped up from his seat, his expression so excited that it was unbelievable, as if he had been electrocuted.

Qing Yuanzi showed a look of doubt and astonishment on his face.

The old man did not respond immediately, but instead carefully studied the pill in his hand.

He then solemnly put the pill back into the medicine bottle, and then returned the bottle to Lin Mo without hesitation.

“Since it is the Erosion Pill, its medicinal power obviously surpasses all the spiritual medicines in my hands.”

"It seems that you did not lie. However, you were able to find the poisonous fairy grass and refine this pill. You are undoubtedly a person with great fortune."

"In a sense, the poisonous fairy grass also has significant effects on practitioners in the Mahayana stage."

The old man nodded repeatedly, cast a meaningful look at Lin Mo, and then slowly said, "I only know that this herb can be used to refine elixirs that are beneficial to practitioners in the Fusion Stage, but I don't know what special effects it has on practitioners in the Mahayana Stage. I beg you to teach me!"

Lin Mo was puzzled. He bowed deeply to the old man and asked respectfully.

"There is no secret about this matter. If we can fully extract the toxicity of the poisonous grass, we can directly take it when we reach the Mahayana stage. With the impact of its strong toxicity, we may be able to break through the current bottleneck to a certain extent."

"However, this approach is extremely risky. The slightest mistake could lead to poisoning and death. Regardless of success or failure, it will definitely lead to a huge loss of vitality."

"It can be described as a form of self-mutilation. However, the chance of breaking through the bottleneck is extremely slim, and the gains are not worth the losses."

“However, if you feel that you have completely lost the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck, and even cannot survive the next thunder tribulation, then you might as well try this method.”

"However, in order to extract enough Corrosion Poison Immortal Liquid for a single use, the amount of Corrosion Poison Immortal Grass required is extremely huge."

“Even in the past, few people could do this.”

The old man glanced back and forth between Qing Yuanzi and Jin Yanhou, then he let out a meaningful laugh and said so.

Seeing this, Qing Yuanzi smiled slightly, his face as calm as before, without showing any abnormal emotional fluctuations.

Jin Yanhou's eyes flickered, revealing a bit of indecision.

"Well, since you don't need any supplements in terms of elixirs, I can only take out a few magic weapons as a condition for exchange."

“Pick three of your favorites!”

As soon as the old man Xu Ling finished speaking, he suddenly waved his wide sleeves and threw them hard into the air.

In an instant, spiritual light overflowed from the cuffs, and instantly expanded several times.

Then, accompanied by a buzzing sound, hundreds of treasures of various kinds surged out from his sleeves like a tide.

Some of these treasures shined brightly, some made deafening noises, and some seemed to be elusive, like a wisp of smoke floating in the air...

No matter what kind of treasure it is, the aura it exudes is extremely powerful.

Without exception, they have reached the level of top-level spiritual treasures, and the spiritual pressure of some of them is even almost as good as the silver ruler in Lin Mo's hand.

At this moment, even the knowledgeable Lin Mo couldn't help but be dazzled.

I felt a deep shock in my heart, and for a moment I didn't know how to respond to such a situation.

Faced with this scene, Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi smiled at each other, revealing a sense of mutual respect.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Ling, Little Friend Lin has many treasures."

"I'm afraid he even has a treasure on the Ten Thousand Spirits List. If you really want to exchange for that drop of spiritual milk, these treasures alone may not be enough."

"Why not take out a few truly rare treasures so that Brother Jiang and I can appreciate them together!"

Jin Yanhou's eyes rolled slightly, and he suddenly chuckled and made a suggestion.

“A real rare treasure!”

"Brother Jin, you are so arrogant. Actually, I do have some weird things here. They all come from the Chaos Myriad Spirits List."

"Its value even exceeds that of an ordinary celestial treasure, but do you think I would sacrifice this in exchange for the Milk of the Styx? That's ridiculous!"

The old man sneered and rejected him without hesitation.

"Haha, I was just saying it casually. If Brother Xu Ling doesn't want to, then forget it."

"However, from what I understand, you seem to have obtained a very precious treasure before your retreat."

"It seems to be closely related to the Xuantian Treasure. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to take a look at it."

Jin Yanhou revealed a look of regret.

"Treasure of Xuantian!"

Hearing this, Qing Yuanzi couldn't help but be moved.

"Humph, you are well-informed. But it is just a fragment of the Xuantian Treasure, not the complete Xuantian Treasure."

"Since Fellow Daoist Jin Yan has clearly pointed out this treasure, I would be too stingy if I continue to conceal it, so I will let the two of you take a look."

The old man Xu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back and forth between Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi, then suddenly smiled and agreed to their request.

"Really? Then we'll have to enjoy it."

“Although I have been practicing till now, this is the first time I have the honor to see the Xuantian treasure with my own eyes.”

Jin Yanhou said ecstatically.

"I was fortunate enough to witness the power of the Xuantian Treasure once in the past, but my strength was not enough at that time, and the distance was also far."

"As for the real Xuantian treasure, I have never seen it with my own eyes."

“But then again, as one of the most powerful forces in Fengyuan Continent, the Mayfly Clan should have a true Xuantian treasure as the clan’s most precious treasure!”

There was a hint of excitement in Qing Yuanzi's eyes.

After learning about Xuantian's treasure, Lin Mo was deeply shocked. He shifted his gaze from the colorful treasures in the air and also looked at the old man.

"We, the Mayfly Clan, do have a Xuantian treasure."

"But this treasure was presented to our Holy Spirit countless years ago. I can only learn about its appearance through the classics."

"There are only a few dozen true Xuantian treasures in the entire spiritual world."

"These are the pinnacle of the mysterious things that can be bred in this world."

The old man said this calmly, then rubbed his hands together, a dull sound came out in an instant, and a ball of red light immediately appeared between his hands.

In the red light, an incense burner-like object appeared. Its surface was uneven, and several famous golden runes could be vaguely seen.

At the same time, on the top, there are several never-before-seen monster patterns carved, some with the head of an eagle and the body of a horse, some with the head of a pig and the body of a dragon, but without exception, they all have incomplete limbs and look dilapidated.

Lin Mo, Jin Yanhou, Qing Yuanzi and others all cast their eyes on this object, with different expressions on their faces.

“Is this the fragment of Xuantian’s treasure?”

Jin Yanhou looked at the object in the red light, his eyes full of confusion.

Qing Yuanzi frowned slightly.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoists, with our current cultivation levels, how can we be easily fooled by some superficial phenomena?"

When the old man saw that the two were still doubtful, instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter. Then he stretched out a finger and gently tapped the incense burner in front of him.

After a crisp "dang" sound, the incense burner trembled slightly.

The golden runes on the surface became brighter, as did the mysterious patterns on the top of the incense burner.

The whole body was emitting red light, and the damaged parts were instantly filled with red light to perfection.

Then, the old man swung his arm again and struck out a second time. (End of this chapter)