Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 247 Add Qian Zhenjun
"Yaoyue refines her nature and connects with her, a friendly means of Taoism!"

Walking to the top of the mountain, True Monarch Tunyun bowed his hands to salute, his eyes fell on the jade cup in front of Mo Chuan, his face was full of admiration.

"If fellow daoist likes it, then give it to fellow daoist."

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, waved his hands to restrain his energy, and made the moonlight cup placed on the stone fly towards Zhenjun Swallowing Clouds.

"If you don't get paid for nothing, how can I take what others like?" True Lord Tunyun waved his hands again and again.

"It's okay, Pindao is planning to sell this item in large quantities. Since fellow Taoists are here, why don't you watch and comment, so that Pindao can set a price." Mo Chuan said with a smile.

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds was stunned.

"Selling a lot... Could it be Runa's elixir?"

"For the time being, it's not easy to refine this product, and we can't provide it in large quantities at the moment. It's still possible to provide three or five lamps per month." Mo Chuan said casually.

"Three or five lamps per month? Fellow Daoist or Artifact Refiner?" Zhenjun Tunyun was surprised.

"Haha, I'm not talking about a craftsman. It's just that while refining alchemy and playing with fire, I occasionally feel something and understand it by analogy." Mo Chuan waved his hands with a humble expression on his face.

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds wanted to beat someone when he heard the words, what do you mean by "occasionally feel something, understand by analogy"?
Why can't I understand by analogy?
He finally understood why Lord Xiaoyun Shan's cultivation has progressed so fast after he followed Ming Chen's old way?

With this artifact in hand, how much lower his cultivation could be?

"I don't know how much you plan to sell for?"

"It has not been decided yet, so I have to trouble fellow Taoists to comment."

"Then I will dare to criticize it."

Under Mo Chuan's guidance, True Lord Tunyun learned the method of mobilization, tasted the moon dew in the cup and said: "The dew is beautiful, and it is as sweet as candy. Even in the moon dew, it can be called the gods and spirits." Liquid, Qingyun Liquan."

Mo Chuan smiled when he heard the words: "The poor Taoist is relieved to have such a comment from a fellow Taoist."

Lord Swallowing Cloud asked the price again, Mo Chuan thought for a while and said, "There is always barter in the mountains, so it's really not easy to set prices."

Tunyun Zhenjun said: "If Gen Xuedan is used as money, how much is it worth?"

Mo Chuan said: "Well, two hundred pills."

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds thought about it and said, "I bid double, how about selling all this thing to me in the future?"

Mo Chuan smiled: "Fellow Taoist has cultivated for a thousand years, it's better to leave this opportunity to others, and it's considered a sinful virtue."

"I am laughing fellow Taoists. Although I have cultivated for thousands of years, my family has great achievements. People eat horses, and waste is more than a lot. If you have this treasure, you will be able to save a lot of money. Seeing it, it is natural to see it." I am happy! In this way, I will pay three times the price, and fellow Taoists will share this weapon with me in half, how about it?" True Monarch Swallowing Clouds increased the price and changed his mind.

"If fellow daoist likes it, just send someone to buy it, why bother to increase the price? Let outsiders know, and I will say that I have a dark heart!" Mo Chuan politely refused, secretly saying in his heart that it was as he expected, these big monsters have already monopolized thousands of miles Wilderness practice resources.

If those little monsters wanted to make their mark, they had to choose the way out of the same line of submission.

Well, since that's the case, Pindao will have a good relationship, and we will implement the number lottery system in the future.

Only when the wilderness becomes chaotic will it be convenient for me to fish in troubled waters.

"Forget it, it's me, Meng Lang."

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds had a look of regret, so far, he no longer entangled in the matter of the Moonlight Cup.

One person and one monster immediately changed the subject, and after another exchange of pleasantries, True Monarch Tunyun finally clarified the purpose of his visit.

"I am here to ask for something, and I hope fellow Taoists will agree." True Monarch Swallowing Cloud said seriously.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Mo Chuan asked.

"I want the blood of the real dragon, and I am willing to exchange it for this treasure."

As expected of the evil spirits of the wilderness, he did things extremely simply. True Monarch Swallowing Clouds opened the door and saw the mountain, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a demon pill.

I saw that the demon pill was blue in color and opaque, with streams of demon energy entwined on it, sending out bursts of Yuan Qi fluctuations.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was shocked.

The demon pill cannot be made in 500 years.

This means that this pill contains at least 500 years of demon cultivation, swallowing it, refining away the demon energy, at least [-]% of the cultivation can be inherited.

For him, it is tantamount to the most urgently needed supplies.

To be honest, considering that he has nearly 200 years of cultivation, it is not enough.

Being able to dance well with long sleeves is thanks to Tiangang Fa's deceitful deception.

But even so, it is still like a mirage, which can only be viewed from a distance, not up close.

It's okay to bully the little demon.

If you encounter a big monster, you don't dare to make a move at all, and if you do it, you will die in the light of the light.

"This pill was left by the demon cultivators for 700 years. It is a fluke that I can get it. Its green wood energy is hidden, gentle and not dry, it can be called a treasure pill!"

Real Monarch Swallowing Clouds saw that Mo Chuan didn't speak, and he knew he was happy, so he quickly introduced him.

Mo Chuan became more and more moved when he heard the words.

The 700-year demon pill is so precious that there is no need to say much.

Even though True Monarch Swallowing Clouds has been cultivated for thousands of years, it is really not easy to kill the 700-year-old demon cultivator.

After all, if you can't fight, you can't run?

Will a demon cultivator who can practice Taoism for 700 years be easy to deal with?
"Dare to ask why you want the blood of the real dragon? How much?" Mo Chuan asked.

"I am born of a flood dragon. I want to seek the blood of a real dragon. Naturally, I want to climb the toad laurel, jump over the dragon's gate, and pick off the scale! If you agree, you don't want much, just one cup!" Take the moonlight cup in your hand.

When Mo Chuan heard this, his eyes flickered.

The dragon is the head of the gods and beasts, the king of all monsters.

It can be said that the whole body is a treasure.

Even urinating can induce the spirit grass and spirit roots.

Ordinary plants and trees are catalyzed by ambergris, and can even become fairy grass dragon cud!

All horses can transform into dragons and colts if they wear it.

Shuanglong Temple relies on the entry of the fairy grass and dragon cud to support the practice of the Tianlong Department. One can imagine the value of a real dragon, let alone the blood of a real dragon.

With the cultivation base of True Monarch Swallowing Clouds, if he could refine this blood and return it to himself, he would be able to break through the shackles of blood and become a real dragon.

Even if it doesn't work, it would be great to be a hornless chinchilla.

While Mo Chuan was thinking, he smiled lightly and said, "I don't know how much your friend's cultivation level is?"

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds looked startled, can you not see my cultivation?

Or, is there more to the story?

"What does friend Daoist mean?"

"Since it is a treasure pill, why don't fellow Taoists swallow it, and add another three points of confidence to the Dao?"

Mo Chuan smiled.

True Monarch Swallowing Cloud's eyes sank when he heard the words.

Why didn't he swallow it?

There is no other reason, and the effect of this thing on him is already very limited.

If the cultivation base exceeds a thousand years, that is a qualitative change. The 700-year demon pill can at most add to his Taoism, which is like a chicken rib. It is better to keep it and exchange it for other treasures.

What the old Taoist Ming Chen said is obviously ridiculing him. Your obedience is of little value, so the poor Taoist is naturally the same. Is it ashamed to exchange for the blood of the real dragon?

This is clearly lowering the price!
"Fellow daoist, I left this pill just to take it when I broke through, but now I see the real dragon, so I reluctantly give up." True Lord Tunyun argued.

"How can a gentleman take what someone likes, fellow daoist, take it back!" Mo Chuan shook his head and refused.

The more at this time, the less timid you can be.

God knows, is True Monarch Swallowing Cloud really exchanging things, or is he using this as a test?

Maybe, under the gloomy night, the two big monsters Fengming and Sheyue were ambushing, and when True Monarch Tunyun found out the truth, he would immediately rush up and eat them up.

"Friend Daoist..." True Monarch Tunyun was anxious, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mo Chuan.

"Pills are good pills. I don't need them to make alchemy tools. It's also very good to feed dragons and tigers. It's just that the real dragon is entrusted by the poor Taoist master. The dragon fetus is born weak. I don't know how many natural talents and earth treasures are used to protect it. Birth of a broken fetus, it is a precious treasure on weekdays, and what you drink and eat are all the spirit liquid of the gods, how dare you hurt it at will?"

Speaking of this, Mo Chuan deliberately laughed at himself and said: "To be honest with fellow Taoists, the reason why the poor Taoist ponders about the way of management is because half of his cultivation resources have entered the mouth of the real dragon. It looks like a mount, but it is actually a horse." For the ancestors!"

True Monarch Swallowing Clouds was stunned, he listened to what he said, why did he just say a word:

——I have to pay more!
(End of this chapter)