A seal of immortality

Chapter 605 Tokens
Wang Changsheng nodded his head when he heard the words. It takes 500 years to ripen. Even if such a rare spirit tea is sold to the outside world, there may not be much of it.

Next, Wang Changsheng chatted with the purple-robed old man about the situation of the war, and he learned a lot of useful news from the purple-robed old man.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Guang returned to the third floor, holding an exquisite blue storage bag in his hand.

"Uncle Chen, this is what Master Wang wanted. The disciple sent people to the shops opened by the other three sects and only collected some materials." Chen Guanggong said respectfully. After speaking, he held the blue storage bag in both hands and handed it past.

Wang Changsheng was not polite either. He took the storage bag, opened the bag, swept his consciousness, nodded, and asked the purple-robed old man:
"That's right, I managed to collect more than half of the materials, Junior Brother Chen, let's see how many spirit stones these things are worth."

After speaking, he handed over the storage bag.
"There is no need for spirit stones. Senior Brother Wang can just take them and use them. Uncle Huang has already ordered them to do so. All expenses for the alchemy monks who come to the front line to fight will be borne by the sect." The purple-robed old man waved his hand and smiled. Said.

"Then you're welcome as a brother. I have something else to do. Let's talk about it next time." Wang Changsheng nodded, turned and left.

After leaving the Xuanguang Building, Wang Changsheng went straight to a pavilion with a bloody banner.

Duobaolou is the name of this shop, which was opened by Xueshamen.

The layout of Duobao Building is not much different from Xuanguang Building. It is also divided into three floors, and the hall is very spacious.

"Who is in charge here?" Wang Changsheng asked as soon as he entered the door, releasing the spirit pressure of a monk in the alchemy stage.

"Welcome senior to our store. Manager Zhou is on the third floor. Senior, please follow me." A round-faced man with a mustache walked over quickly and said respectfully.

After speaking, he led Wang Changsheng upstairs.

Going up to the third floor, an elegant middle-aged woman is drinking tea and chatting with a man in a blood robe.

As soon as Wang Changsheng came up, the two stopped talking immediately.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Lu." Seeing the blood-robed man, Wang Changsheng let out a light gasp. The blood-robed man was exactly Lu Ya.

"It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Underworld Corpse Sect. I don't know how to call you?" Lu Ya smiled at Wang Changsheng.

The middle-aged woman waved her hand, making the round-faced man retreat.

"Wang Changsheng, Mr. Wang heard that there is a kind of blood light tea in your door. I wonder if it is sold in your store?" Wang Changsheng briefly introduced himself and asked straight to the point.

"If someone else came to buy it, there would definitely not be one, but since it was Daoist Wang who asked, of course there would be, but the quantity is not large, only five taels, five thousand spirit stones." The middle-aged woman said with a smile on her face.

"One or two spirit stones worth 1000 yuan? So expensive?" Wang Changsheng frowned upon hearing this.

"Your Wang Daoyou doesn't know that this bloody tea tree is unique to our Xueshamen. There is no second tree in Dongyu. Ordinary cultivators often drink this tea to a certain extent to cleanse the marrow of the Book of Changes. , it will be of great benefit to future cultivation, practitioners who practice physical training often drink this tea to strengthen their physical bodies, and this tea takes 500 years to ripen, and 1000 yuan of spirit stones is already very cheap." Middle-aged woman He opened his mouth and explained.

"Okay then! I'll take the five taels of blood light tea." Wang Changsheng thought for a while, nodded and agreed.

"I have ten catties of blood light tea on my body. I don't know if Wang Daoyou is interested? A sixth-level demon pill." Lu Ya asked suddenly.

"I don't have so many sixth-level demon pills on my body, but I'm willing to use a magic weapon of the blood path in exchange." Wang Changsheng shook his head and said lightly.

"The magic weapon of the blood path? Yes." Lu Ya heard the words, thought for a while, and nodded.

Wang Changsheng flipped his palm, and there were three blood-red throwing knives in his hand.

"Three blood-bright knives, this is a complete set of magic weapons. Fellow Daoist Lu, ten catties of blood light tea may not be enough!" Wang Changsheng said with a half-smile.

"What does Fellow Daoist Wang want?" Lu Ya frowned and asked.

"How about five blood thunder seeds and ten catties of blood light tea?" Wang Changsheng said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is just joking. Blood thunder seeds are not so easy to refine. The materials used are very rare, and the refining difficulty is relatively high. There are at most three, plus fifteen catties of blood light tea." Lu Ya shook his head, bargaining road.

"Four pieces, plus fifteen catties of blood-light tea. Although the refining of blood thunder seeds is difficult, the value is far inferior to a set of magic weapons." Wang Changsheng smiled lightly and said lightly.

Hearing this, Lu Ya showed a look of hesitation on his face. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay! It's a deal."

After finishing speaking, he flipped his palms, and there was a black porcelain pot and a red brocade box in his hands, and he handed them to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the black porcelain jar and the red brocade box, and opened it. The black porcelain jar contained some blood-red tea leaves, which exuded a strong smell of blood. As for the red brocade box, there were four tea leaves inside. Xue Leizi.

Wang Changsheng nodded in satisfaction, and handed over the three bloody flying knives.

Lu Ya took the three blood-colored throwing knives, inspected them carefully, and with a look of joy on his face, he said casually, "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you still have the magic weapon of the blood path on your body? I am willing to buy it at a high price!"

"Why, Fellow Daoist Lu, do you still have blood thunder seeds on your body?" Wang Changsheng said with a half-smile.

"As long as fellow daoists can get the magic weapon of the Blood Dao, Lu can get the Blood Thunder." Lu Ya said calmly.

Wang Changsheng nodded when he heard the words, and said: "If I have a magic weapon of blood path in the future, I will definitely exchange it with Fellow Daoist Lu. I still have something to do, so I won't keep it anymore, and I will leave."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Lu Ya looked at Wang Changsheng's leaving back with a thoughtful look on his face.

After leaving the Duobao Building, Wang Changsheng visited several shops, bought some talisman-making materials, and then returned to his residence.

He went to a few big shops and collected some materials for refining the Tiangang Talisman and the Storm Flame Talisman, so he could try to refine the Tiangang Talisman and the Storm Flame Talisman.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a blue storage bag from his arms, and dropped it, a large pile of things appeared on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at a piece of red animal skin, which immediately flew up and flew in front of him.

Wang Changsheng opened his mouth, and sprayed out a wisp of black pill fire, which hit the animal skin directly, and the billowing black flame immediately wrapped the animal skin in it.

Wang Changsheng's ten fingers quickly made a tactic, and one after another, he knocked down the animal skin.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng Fa Jue stopped, stretched out a finger with one hand, and tapped lightly on a white jade box in front of him.

With a "whoosh", the lid of the box flew up by itself, revealing a pile of silver powder inside.

He hooked his finger to the jade box, and part of the silver powder turned into a silver thread and sank into the black flame.

The silver powder quickly melted into a ball of silver liquid under the wrapping of the black flame, covering the animal skin.

Under the guidance of Wang Changsheng's Fajue, the animal skin slowly turned in the black flame...
(End of this chapter)