Retrograde fairy way

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Letting out a long breath of turbid air, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and stroked his chest with lingering fear.

Suddenly turning his wrist, he took out a storage bag from his bosom, which belonged to Yan Yongjun.

Although he is a master of alchemy, the storage ring is too precious, but not any master of alchemy can have it.

Stretching out his consciousness to look inside, there are quite a few primordial stones and some jade bottles containing elixir in the space of tens of feet.

With a move of consciousness, he took out these jade bottles and put them into a storage bag by category.

It's not that Wang Mo wants to take it, but it will be used as rations for green skin in the future, or as a bargaining chip with other monks.

As a monster of a different species, it is enough to digest these panaceas that are not poisons, even if they are poisons, they are rarely able to harm Qing Pi.

"Huh?" Wang Mo, who was checking the situation in the storage bag, frowned, and took something out of the storage bag.

Looking at the palm-sized disc-like thing in his hand, Wang Mo's eyes flashed thoughtful.

He patted the waist storage bag with one hand, and took out another disk.

There is a curved gap in the middle of this disk, like two irregular half-moons facing each other. It is what was originally obtained from Pontur in Qingshanfang City, and it is called the Lingling Disk.

Since that day, he has kept the spirit disk in his storage bag, and it has been kept until now.

Because no matter how he probed this thing, he couldn't see what kind of material it was made of, and the texture was extremely hard, which faintly made Wang Mo feel that this thing was not as simple as the so-called 'spirit lock plate'.

But now, Wang Mo recognized the similar thing taken out of Yan Yongjun's storage bag at a glance, and it was the real spirit lock plate.

The effect is to rely on the complex prohibition formation, put a little genius and earth treasure or breath in it, and then you can find the location of this kind of heaven, material and earth treasure through the guidance of the spirit lock plate.

Of course, the distance it can lock also varies. The best spirit lock can lock treasures hundreds of miles away, while the worst can only lock within a few miles.

However, because the method of formation prohibition has been lost for a long time, there are fewer and fewer such spirit lock plates, and there are not even Nascent Soul Saints like Tang Zhenye and Lu Tianhong.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yongjun, who didn't even have a storage ring, actually had one.

Seriously, this is a real secret treasure.

Seriously, monks can't practice.

When the spiritual consciousness penetrated into the lock plate, Wang Mo felt that his spiritual consciousness was infinitely enlarged, and he saw an invisible line, pulling his spiritual consciousness, but there was only a piece of thunder flame essence iron the size of a grain of rice inside. , and nothing else.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with joy, this is the function of the spirit lock plate.

With this treasure, you can search for refining materials anytime and anywhere when you travel to the mainland in the future to ensure your own cultivation needs.

You must know that the five-element refining material he needs to practice "Five Elements Refining the Body" is really a huge amount.

What's more, now that the crisis is approaching, in order to maximize his own strength, Wang Mo decided to ignore the severe pain caused by the sharp energy contained in the refined treasures.

In this way, although the need for the five elements to refine materials is reduced, the demand for oneself is even higher.

What's more, he can't run around every day to find the five elements refining materials.

The treasures he carries are limited after all, and he can't do things like sit and eat.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo flipped his wrist, put the real and fake spirit lock disks into the storage bag, and then took out a batch of spirit weapons again to refine them.

Fortunately, it was a low-grade spiritual weapon. Otherwise, with his current physical strength, if he directly refined a high-grade spiritual weapon, he might be cut by the sharp energy in the inner palace.

Although this sharp energy brought him great pain, it was like the energy of the five elements, constantly tempering the inner palace.

Furthermore, because of its sharpness, when it grows up in the future, it will definitely be a great weapon in his hands.

Three years later, Wang Mo walked out of the cave with ease, put on the Night Demon Cloak, sacrificed the Qinglin Sword, and headed northeast.

After this period of practice, he finally managed to control the sharpness in his body, although it was only slightly relieved, and he no longer had to endure that inhuman pain.

During this period of time, the refining materials he carried had been exhausted, and there was not much left in the storage bags obtained from many foundation-building monks, but he needed to go out to collect refining materials.

Half a month later, Wang Mo came to a distribution center for monks named Luohuafang City, lowered the light, appeared in his body, and went inside.

Looking at the bustling streets and having not been in contact with people for several years, Wang Mo suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

"Once upon a time, I told myself to live like a human being, but am I still a human being now?" Wang Mo laughed at himself, touched the bridge of his nose, and walked into the nearest shop.

"Senior, do you need anything? Although our store is not big, we still have a full supply!" A qi refining cultivator dressed as a handyman hurried forward to greet Wang Mo when he saw Wang Mo enter the door.

"Poverty requires second-level high-grade material refining!" Wang Mo nodded slightly.

"Ah..." The monk's face was startled, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, wait a moment, you have a cup of tea here, this kind of treasure is not in the hands of the younger generation, so please come out from the shopkeeper!"

"Yeah!" Wang Mo nodded noncommittally, and wandered around the shop casually.

The small storefront is much bigger than when he was in Baiyun City.

But the things displayed are much more upscale.

Although the shop is not big, there is an endless stream of monks coming and going.

Not long after, the low-ranking monk led a middle-aged monk out.

Wang Molue sensed that his cultivation was not low, and he was a late-stage foundation-building monk.

"Pindao Gu Hongkuang is the owner of a small shop. I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?" The middle-aged man looked Wang Mo up and down, and found that he couldn't sense his cultivation, so he couldn't help but ask seriously.

When the handyman went to him before, he said that it was a monk who was suspected of establishing a foundation, and he came to buy second-level high-grade refining materials, so Dang even rushed over.

Seeing that he couldn't sense Wang Mo's cultivation level this time, he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for some hidden treasure, his cultivation level must be the same as his own, or even higher than his own.

"I'm down, Lin Qing, I've seen Shopkeeper Gu!" Wang Mo bowed his hands and bowed.

He didn't care about Gu Hongkuang's expression at all, although high-level monks could sense the cultivation of low-level monks, even those of the same level, he was not among them.

"This is not a place to talk, fellow Daoist Lin, please!" Gu Hongkuang stretched out his hand to lead.

"Please!" Wang Mo immediately walked to the back room with him.

The two sat down according to the host and guest, and there was a servant serving tea at the side, and they retreated.

But Wang Mo didn't drink tea, and said straight to the point: "Shopkeeper Gu, please take out the second-grade high-grade refining materials from your store, how about taking a look at the goods?"

He didn't have time to drink tea and chat with unrelated people. The appearance of the old man always gave him a faint sense of crisis.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Lin is really quick to talk, no matter what!" Gu Hongkuang smiled slightly, and took out four or five square jade boxes one after another from the storage bag, placed them on the tea table, and signaled Wang Mo to check it out by himself.

Looking at these jade boxes with talisman seals on them, Wang Mo's eyes could not help but flicker, and he was not polite, so he immediately opened them and checked them one by one.

Except for a kind of red tassel stone, the rest are ordinary high-grade five-element refining materials. Although they are all precious things to ordinary foundation-building monks, they are just a kind of cultivation resources to him.

"I'm going to buy all these refining materials. I don't know how much it will cost?" Wang Mo asked lightly.

Hearing this, Gu Hongkuang narrowed his eyes, and said seriously: "I believe fellow Taoists also know that the other types are all ordinary refining materials, but this red tassel stone is more precious, each piece is five thousand low-grade primordial stones, and these refining materials have a total of seven Ten thousand eight thousand!"

Wang Mo nodded slightly, took out a storage bag from his arms, and signaled the other party to make a deal.

Gu Hongkuang also had a storage bag in the same place. When the two collided, a ray of light flashed. When he stretched out his consciousness to check in the storage bag, he tapped the number and signaled to Wang Mo that the things could be retrieved. Walk.

With a flick of Wang Mo's hand, the jade boxes on the table disappeared. Even if he didn't keep any more, he got up and said goodbye.

Seeing his figure, Gu Hongkuang smiled slightly and said, "Friend Daoist Lin, wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Wang Mo, who was about to get up, immediately frowned, and couldn't help but asked in doubt: "But the owner of Gu still has to refine materials?"

"Hehe, fellow daoist, don't take offense. It's just that the poor Taoist saw that fellow daoist collected refining materials. He must be refining some kind of treasure, but he knows there is a place to go, which may benefit fellow daoist a lot!" Gu Hongkuang smiled slightly. Take it easy.

"Oh, I would like to ask Shopkeeper Gu to give me some advice!" Hearing this, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he immediately asked.

"In three days, there will be a small pine mountain more than three hundred miles north of Fangshi. There will be a private transaction between the lords. It will be presided over by the owner of Pine Forest Villa, Mrs. Songmu, who is poor and talented, and is being invited And everyone who is invited can invite a few companions, as long as they are Venerable Foundation Establishment!" Gu Hongkuang explained one by one.

"You mean to invite me to go with you?" Wang Mo asked slightly surprised.

It's not that he judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. After all, we haven't met for a long time, and it's just a business transaction. If he invites others so rashly, no one will believe it.

"Hehe!" Regarding Wang Mo's suspicion, Gu Hongkuang smiled indifferently and said, "Don't blame fellow Daoist Lin, it's because I'm a poor daoist, I just hit it off with fellow daoist, this is an invitation to the trade fair, please invite fellow daoist Take a look!"

Wang Mo glanced at the invitation card. On the emerald green finger-sized jade card, there was a word "pine" engraved on it. He took it and used his spiritual sense to investigate.

After a few blinks, after confirming that it was indeed the information of the trade fair, Wang Mo nodded slightly, got up and bowed to him, "Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Gu!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I hope Fellow Daoist Lin will go with us!" Gu Hongkuang hurriedly stood up and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Hehe, since that's the case, the poor Taoist will leave first, and visit him in three days!" Wang Mo smiled slightly, then turned and left.

Gu Hongkuang saw that he had made up his mind to go, and it was hard to keep him, so he got up and sent him out of the shop.