Cannon Fodder Pit Fairy Road

Chapter 155 Tracking
There was no large-scale auction today, and the monk at the entrance of the Xieyue Pavilion was squinting his eyes and dozing off. When he saw Tong Xiaoye coming in, he stretched out his hand without raising his head.

Tong Xiaoye handed over the jade slip of Ao Ruozhen.

The cultivator swept away his spiritual sense, stood up immediately, and looked at her excitedly, his eyes sparkled, as if he was looking at some great treasure.

It's a pity that most of the people who came to the Xieyue Pavilion wore cloaks to hide their figures, and Tong Xiaoye also put on one, covering his whole body tightly, only showing two bright black eyes, and let him look at him with a smile.

The monk's eyes flashed, and he also realized his impoliteness. He coughed dryly and said, "You have blood fruit? How old is it?"

Tong Xiaoye reached out and handed over two dark brown fruits.

"Oh, 100 years!" The monk was a little disappointed, but he pulled himself together and took the blood fruit, and handed her a yellow jade token: "I'm sorry, monks who need blood fruit don't come out easily. Also, please go to Room No. [-] of Huang Zi to take a rest first, we will contact Ao Ruo Zhenren, and we will contact you when the auction time is set."

Tong Xiaoye took the jade card with no expression on his face, and after sweeping his spiritual sense, he walked towards the room with the yellow letter No. [-] in the jade card.

The secrecy and security of Xieyue Pavilion are very good. Tong Xiaoye sat comfortably in the box, gnawed on the spirit fruit and drank a little wine, thinking of the hill of blood fruit in his excavator space, couldn't help but He stopped laughing and rolled his eyes.

Blood fruit contains rich blood essence, which can replenish the lack of blood essence for monks, and blood essence is essential for monks to cast large-scale spells, so the value of blood fruit is very high, a century-old blood fruit is at least Can sell fifty high-grade spirit stones.

The reason why blood fruit is so precious is because it only grows in the area where Liuyang fire is infested. Originally, the north slope of Yuntian Peak was rich in blood fruit, which matured every 30 years. Well, although the century-old blood fruit is precious, it is not so rare.

However, something happened to Yuntian Peak a few years ago, and the surrounding area of ​​the mountain was completely covered by magma. Even Jindan stage monks dare not approach it, let alone those lowly physical cultivators, collecting blood fruit has become a luxury.

The blood fruit in stock is getting less and less, and the price is rising with the tide. The old ones are better, and the ones over a century old are even rarer.

And Tong Xiaoye just happened to pick Xueluo fruits in Yuntian Peak, because she was not afraid of Liuyanghuo, she picked a lot of fruits, there are more than a dozen of them that are more than a hundred years old, and there are countless ones that are less than a hundred years old.

The best part is that she still has seven blood fruit kings!
These fruits can only be exchanged for one contribution point in the spiritless land. She always felt that it was not worthwhile, so she only took some of the worst ones to fill the mission, and the others have been kept in the storage space, and now they finally come in handy.

After waiting for a whole morning, the Xieyue Pavilion finally sent back the communication talisman.

The Oblique Moon Pavilion will hold a large-scale auction in a month. At that time, many high-level alchemists and pharmacists will come, and the blood fruit will become the auction item in that auction.

When she was leaving, the monk guarding the door asked her tentatively: "I don't know that Youke has Xue Luoguo of a higher age, we at the Xieyue Pavilion will definitely help you find a satisfactory price. If you don't want Lingshi, you can also exchange it." other treasures."

Tong Xiaoye resolutely refused. The monk was not surprised at all and handed her a cyan crescent-shaped jade tablet with a smile. You can also swipe the jade card to pay for things, which is similar to the bank card in the previous life.

More importantly, with this jade token, she will be able to freely enter and exit all branches of the Xieyue Pavilion in the future.

Back in Xiazhou City, Tong Xiaoye found an inn and had a good night's sleep, and took the little monkey to taste all the delicacies of Xiazhou City, and finally waited for the day when the auction started.

Early in the morning, she put on her cloak and came to the Crescent Moon Pavilion.

Due to the large scale of this auction and the extraordinary backgrounds of the monks who came, the value of the two hundred-year-old blood fruits could not be ranked, so Tong Xiaoye did not enjoy the treatment of a box, but mixed with a group of monks wearing cloaks. Sitting in the lobby.

The monks in the lobby complained for a long time, and when all the big shots arrived, the auction finally started.

Tong Xiaoye observed each auction item with his spiritual sense, intending to find another book of suitable spells for himself.

Since entering the foundation building stage, the spiritual power in her dantian has suddenly skyrocketed. Her spells are no longer just for display. It is not bad to have an imposing spell, even if its power is not obvious, it is also very good to scare people.

Unexpectedly, I didn't find it for a long time.

Heaven-level spells have extremely high requirements on spiritual roots, and she doesn't like Xuan-level spells. She picked and picked to the end, and reluctantly chose a low-level one, but in the end the bid was too high and she gave up.

Although she still has a lot of blood fruits, these things are worthless if there are too many, and they are easy to be coveted, so she has to sell them slowly.

After a long period of rubbish time, the auction entered the final stage, and all the monks straightened up nervously, watching with all their attention.

The first thing to be displayed was a top-quality treasure, and Tong Xiaoye immediately took a fancy to it.

It is a mace with a simple shape. The handle is simple and low-key log, which looks good in the hand; the hammer part seems to be made of some kind of strange animal bone, with a dark luster, and the steel nails on it are sharp and sharp. , It hurts to look at it when you beat someone up.

The name of this weapon is also very simple, it is called mace, and the base price is one hundred high-grade spirit stones.

Tong Xiaoye doubled without hesitation.

There was an eerie silence in the arena, no one was fighting for it, and the mace fell into her hands smoothly.

So much so that Tong Xiaoye kept regretting in the following auction—is it really because his vision is too weird?

No one wants such a good weapon, not even a competitor, maybe it can be bought directly with the reserve price, and I foolishly doubled it!
Thinking of wasting 100 yuan of high-grade spirit stones for nothing, Tong Xiaoye felt heart-piercing pain.

So much so that she didn't listen to the subsequent auctions, and patronized the Lingshi.

Fortunately, the two blood fruits gave her a lot of surprises. The first one was sold for a price of 150 high-grade spirit stones, and the second one was actually 25 high-grade spirit stones. The Xieyue Pavilion took a tenth of the handling fee. , and removing the spirit stone of the mace, she earned [-] more spirit stones.

Tong Xiaoye collected the things contentedly, and without waiting for the auction to end, he put on a cloak and quietly left the Xieyue Pavilion.

In the Tianzi No. [-] box of Xieyue Pavilion, a man frowned imperceptibly.

As soon as he left the Xieyue Pavilion, there was a barren hill. Tong Xiaoye walked briskly, worried that he would be followed, so he specially put on a cloak and walked around. Like flying to the distance.

There was a loud bang, and the boat jolted violently.

Tong Xiaoye was dizzy and took a long time to stabilize her body. She hid the wishful golden stick in her sleeve and slowly landed on the ground in a small boat.

I didn't expect that I was so cautious, but I was followed by someone.

The cultivator who followed him was at least at the Nascent Soul stage, otherwise his spiritual consciousness should be able to detect it.

Cultivator Nascent Soul deliberately follows a little girl in the Foundation Establishment period, why?
Tong Xiaoye looked up at the male cultivator standing in front of him holding a sword.

About 20 years old, with a pale face and delicate features, very light brown pupils, slightly curved mouth corners, and a smile that doesn't make sense, looks very strange.

Tong Xiaoye looked at him quietly for a while, seeing that he was silent all the time, he took the initiative to ask, "I don't know what the senior is doing to stop my boat?"

Nanxiu still didn't speak, but his brown eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Tong Xiaoye coldly, his eyes like poisonous snakes seemed to see through all her disguises.

Huge coercion hit, Tong Xiaoye trembled, managed to stabilize his figure, suddenly swung a dry golden stick, and slashed at the male cultivator like a sharp sword.

He can't fly with volley steps, and he can't escape in the deep mountains. He can only take the initiative to attack, and maybe he can be killed with the power of Ruyuqian Jinzhu.

Nanxiu didn't expect that Tong Xiaoye would dare to take the initiative to attack. He was stunned, and the dry gold rod struck like a broken bamboo, and hit his body-protecting spiritual power fiercely.

With a loud bang, the spiritual power of the body protection was shattered, the male cultivator's head shook slightly, and there was a hint of sternness in his eyes.

"Little girl, you are brave enough! Do you know who this old man is?" Nanxiu snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, green thorns all over the sky attacked Tong Xiaoye.

Tong Xiaoye was unafraid, he twisted his body strangely to meet him, he used the Ripper Slash in an instant, and slapped Nan Xiu hard on the head with a dry golden rod, and five times the force was applied to the fairy weapon, and it was Yuan Xiu. The infant cultivator couldn't bear it either, the male cultivator swayed and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

But the small green thorns also enveloped her, and as soon as the green thorns landed on her body, they seemed to come alive, and suddenly pierced through the armor and burrowed into her skin.

What was even more frightening was that the small green thorn was soaked in poison, and the bone-piercing pain was like thousands of ants biting his body. Tong Xiaoye barely stood where he was, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

The male cultivator on the opposite side wiped off the blood between his lips, swallowed a mouthful of the elixir, and then slowly stood up.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Tong Xiaoye had a thought and was about to enter the Nether Space Realm. Suddenly, Xiao Heimao came over via voice transmission. She was pleasantly surprised, and suddenly stopped her movements.

The Nascent Soul stage male cultivator laughed loudly: "Little bitch, if you can taste the old man's green poisonous needle, your life is not in vain!"

Bi Poison Needle?
Tong Xiaoye had heard of this name before.

After uncovering the jade slips, she specifically inquired about the origin of Ao Ruo Zhenren, and she knew that Ao Ruo Zhenren's best skill was the green poison needle.

This pale, nameless male cultivator turned out to be Auruo Daoist who begged for blood fruit!
The poisonous needles gnawed at every inch of his skin, and his whole body was in unbearable pain. Tong Xiaoye gritted his teeth, stepped forward suddenly, swung the dry gold stick, and struck Ao Ruo's head again.

Anyway, they are all poisoned, and I have the Jikong Realm as my escape route, so it would be good to hit one more stick!

(End of this chapter)