Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 401: Trade Fair, Wan Dan Master.
The trade fair is located in a quiet manor in the east of Sanxuanxian City.

Under the respectful guidance of the servants, Li Changsheng came to an archway in the back garden of the manor.

After passing through the formation restriction that isolates the spiritual energy, the light floral fragrance accompanied by the rich spiritual energy rushes towards the face. As far as the eye can see, a winding path leads to the depths of the garden, with colorful flowers and trees on both sides.

In Li Changsheng's perception, they all belong to the category of spiritual flowers and spiritual trees. The rockery and flowing water dotting them are filled with spiritual light, and they are obviously built as spiritual objects.

In order to avoid being displeased by the owner of the manor, Li Changsheng did not rashly spread his spiritual thoughts. Instead, he took a fresh look at what he was doing along the way. He secretly decided to build his own true mountain after returning to the sect.

The time between his thoughts.

The winding path suddenly opened up, and a clear water pond appeared in front of it, with a wide pavilion with exquisite carvings sitting on the edge.

There are long tables and wooden chairs inside.

In addition to the busy servants, there are also several monks with extraordinary temperament who are sitting on chairs with their eyes closed, holding the poles and teasing the spirit carp in the pond, or chatting in low voices.
The arrival of Li Changsheng attracted the monks in the pavilion to look at him one after another. They didn't show any surprise when they saw his unfamiliar face. Some nodded and said hello, and some ignored him, but they didn't mean any harm.

Enter the pavilion.

The crowd's voices suddenly stopped, and Li Changsheng, who was listening, couldn't help but open his eyes and look.

He is a monk from Dangu, named "Wan Qiushui", and he has cultivated to the second level of Daoji.

Li Changsheng glanced over and saw that there were seven monks, five men and two women. Six of them had an incomprehensible cultivation level and were obviously at the Taoist level. There was also a woman who had perfect pulse condensation, but she looked flushed while leaning against her side. , next to the gray-haired old man with hazy eyes like a drunken man.

Seeing him, the mist in the old man's eyes dissipated. He looked him over, nodded, and talked in a low voice with the female cultivator beside him. After a while, a burst of delicate laughter rang out.

While he was thinking, the number of monks in the pavilion quickly increased to more than a dozen, most of whom seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, and the few people he knew were gathered together.

If he could replace it with the gold liquid, one of the three attributes of the Blood Soul Demon, he would prepare to refine it and be promoted to the second level of Daoji. After that, he would call Shou Gui to go to the territory of the "Beast King Sect" to cultivate the little black monsters and take a look. Whether to choose one of the true legends to hunt.

At this time, they all looked outside the pavilion, with astonishment on their faces.

Not to mention that he has great hope of being promoted to master of alchemy, he is also entrusted with refining elixirs after every trade fair, which attracts many cultivators.

Time passes slowly.

Li Changsheng had no intention of talking to anyone. He found a seat and sat down. While waiting for the trade fair to begin, he thought about the follow-up matters.

He didn't shy away from others, and the conversation between them was all over the place, but there was one thing that moved his heart.

After all, most Daoji monks have families or subordinates behind them. There are only advantages and no disadvantages in making friends with a monk who is expected to be promoted to an alchemy master.

If he didn't get the gold liquid in exchange, he wasn't going to wait any longer.

In front of the path.

Refining the fire ghost and the water ghost gold liquid are enough to push his cultivation to the first level of Taoism. At that time, there will be two supernatural powers around him, one demon, one ghost general, and one longevity ghost. Unless he commits suicide and cannot afford to offend him, A monk, otherwise it would be difficult to defeat it.

Although he is not an alchemy master, according to conversations with several people, Wan Qiushui is only over two hundred years old, and he can already refine most common second-level high-grade elixirs, which can be said to be an outstanding talent.

There are more than thirty monks in the pavilion, and Daoji monks alone account for most of them, which shows that this Wandan Master has a wide circle of friends.

That is the owner of "Wanzeyuan" mentioned in their story.

The other monks in the pavilion remained the same, and his arrival did not cause any changes.

Now she is looking for trading treasures and trying to be promoted to an alchemy master. This is why she can gather so many Taoist monks.

Li Changsheng followed their gazes and looked doubtfully.

A girl with a cute and cute face in a pink robe walked out together with a boy with dark yellow skin and a loose brocade robe who looked a bit nondescript.

As if feeling the attention of everyone, the girl showed a hint of shyness on her face, while the boy's eyes were a little evasive.

"Master Wan Dan, are you shy?"

"Who is this young man next to her?"

"If I'm not mistaken, his cultivation is just Qi refining, right?"

"Tsk, what a pretty boy."

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When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked and asked who the young man was. They even gritted their teeth at the monk who admired Master Wandan. "How can a mere Qi Refining cultivator be worthy of being a Master of Ten Thousand Alchemists?"

But no one dared to say it. After all, Master Wan Dan looked fragile, but his cultivation level in the second level of Daoji was real.

Li Changsheng also had the same thoughts in his mind.

Apart from anything else, the Qi Refining Realm and the Dao Basic Realm are almost not the same race, whether they are longevity or physical bodies.

Just like a Qi Refining monk looks at mortals.

No matter how beautiful and handsome he is, he cannot hide his dirty and filthy body.

If they match
Li Changsheng shook his head secretly to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind.

When Master Wan Dan and the young man entered the pavilion, everyone stood up and held their hands.

“I’ve met seniors.” “I’ve met Master Wandan.” “I’ve met Taoist friends.”

"Fellow Taoists, you don't have to be polite."

Master Wan Dan's face lost all the tenderness on his face, and he returned the greeting to everyone in a graceful manner. In response to everyone's curious gazes, the young man beside him bowed his head slightly and remained silent.

Master Wan Dan seemed to have noticed something. He took the hand of the young man next to him and said with a smile: "This is my good friend, Lu Zhixian."

"hiss"

Although there were some guesses, everyone was still stunned when they saw Master Wan Dan like this. They looked at the young man with a strange look on his face.

There is nothing special about it.

Not only is his cultivation low, his life is also average.
Although I don’t know if Master Wan Dan’s soul was burned by the fire when he was making elixirs, everyone was very considerate and praised him with smiles.

After the ceremony.

Wan Dan Master pulled the young man with his head lowered to the main seat. After sitting down, he glanced around the crowd and said calmly:
"No nonsense, the transaction will begin."

She waved her hand, and hundreds of white lights flew out from her sleeves and landed in front of different monks.

After they put away the elixir bottle with a smile, they continued:

"Fellow Taoists who need to refine elixirs can find me after the trade fair."

After saying this, she looked at everyone with burning eyes.

"Do you have any precious medicine?"

"Whether you want to replace third-level spiritual objects, spiritual weapons, magical powers, spiritual crystals and spiritual stones, you can do it."

But what disappointed her was that everyone shook their heads, sighed, waved their hands, and said disappointedly: "You can deal on your own." After that, they led the young man aside.

He waved his hand to lay down a magic restriction and talked with the boy next to him. After a while, his face showed a charming smile again. The boy's face was also red, and he glanced at everyone from time to time.

This made a few people even more jealous and simply stopped looking at the two of them.

At this time.

The pale-haired old man with red cheeks that Li Changsheng noticed first stood up and came to Master Wan Dan's seat. Facing everyone's gaze, he waved his hand across the table.

Two crimson gourds emerged.

The confusion in the old man's eyes disappeared and he grinned:

"One hundred catties of wine for purifying the gods, drinking it can transform the soul into chaos. Drinking one hundred catties of wine for nourishing the body, drinking it can strengthen the body, qi and blood."

The monk who knew the effect of the spirit wine and took advantage of the sip suddenly brightened up and asked hurriedly: "Should we trade with spirit crystals?"

The old man nodded with a smile, looked at the doubtful monk, and said with a hint of pride: "This wine I have is only a few cents away from the third-level spiritual wine. Not only is it delicious, it is also quite effective in the first level of Daoji."

While he was speaking, the female cultivator who was following her waved her hand, and dozens of wine glasses fell in front of everyone.

"As for the effect, no matter how much I say, it's better for you to taste it yourself."

(End of this chapter)