() Standing up, Luoyun waved with one hand, and a short-handled long-body magic sword appeared in his hand. This magic sword flashed with light and was extremely sharp. It was the magic sword of the cold young man.

In the past ten days, Luo Yun has been trying to refine it, but this magic sword is obviously a magical weapon with full spiritual power. If its owner does not die, it will not be surrendered by Luo Yun in one day. Regarding this, Luo Yun

There was nothing he could do, because his cultivation was not as high as that of the cold young man, so it was impossible to erase the mark on the magic sword.

He sighed in his heart, such a good magic sword could not exert half of its power in his hands, which really made him feel a little frustrated.

After putting away the flying sword, Luoyun calmed down and then turned his eyes to the side, where there was the strange stone he picked up ten days ago.

I don’t know why, but after these ten days, the lines on the strange rocks have become clearer, as if they were carved, with a vague and mysterious feeling.

Although Luoyun was a little curious about the changes in the strange rocks, he did not delve into it. Instead, he focused all his attention on the groove in the middle. Because at this time, the groove was filled with liquid spiritual liquid.

Luo Yun naturally knows what this means for a strange stone that can produce spiritual liquid. Even if it is said to be priceless and unmarketable, it is not an exaggeration. After all, a bottle of liquid spiritual liquid can be produced within ten days. This function is enough for every monk.

I am extremely jealous, if this were put into the world of cultivation, it would definitely be another bloody storm.

Luoyun naturally knew how powerful it was, so he did not tell the monks at Wanfo Temple. Instead, he made a choice to do nothing and bury the matter deeply in his heart. At this time, he started

Be careful, no matter who it is, he won't tell.

After taking a look at the strange rocks, Luo Yun poured the spiritual liquid inside into five porcelain bottles. He glanced at one-fifth of the spiritual liquid in each bottle with satisfaction. Luo Yun smiled softly and waited for everything.

After putting everything away, we left Foming Pavilion.

During these days, Luoyun also had a comprehensive understanding of Wanfo Temple. Wanfo Temple is divided into inner temple and outer temple. The inner temple is composed of monks who are monks, while the outer temple is more complicated and generally consists of low-level people.

A young novice monk and some lay disciples who did not want to become a monk.

Luo Yun occasionally went out a few days ago and met some disciples from other temples. He heard from them that there would be a small exchange meeting held at Wuzuo Mountain today, and Luo Yun happened to be short of something, so he planned to use

Some spiritual liquid was exchanged for some things he needed. After all, he was a penniless poor man.

After descending Cuiming Mountain, Luoyun recognized the direction, then took a long step and walked towards the front.

He knew Wuzuo Mountain, and it was also within the scope of Wanfo Temple, but it was a little far away from Cuiming Mountain. Luoyun walked on foot, and it took half an hour to reach the so-called Wuzuo Mountain.

Wuzuo Mountain is somewhat similar to Cuiming Mountain, both are only over a hundred meters high, but the spiritual energy on it is not as sufficient as Cuiming Mountain.

When we arrived at Wuzuo Mountain, the foot of the mountain was already bustling with people. There were monks in gold cassocks, novice novices in green gauze, and lay disciples in ordinary clothes.

Luoyun saw all this and didn't care too much. He was here to exchange for something. If everything goes well, it should be done soon.

After passing through these crowds, Luoyun headed towards the top of the mountain along a path leading to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there were also many people gathered together. They gathered in twos, twos, and threes, exchanging something with each other. Even the laughter of several people reached Luo Yun's ears. Luo Yun ignored this.

What? Instead, he found an open space and sat down cross-legged. It was obvious that the exchange meeting had not started yet.

"Junior brother, do you want fairy grass? I will only accept three low-grade spiritual stones from you!" Just when Luo Yun was sitting cross-legged, a layman disciple who looked very smart walked into Luo Yun and whispered to him.

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"Fairy grass?" Luoyun looked at the person in front of him, but he was speechless in his heart. This fairy grass does not belong to that kind of spiritual grass, but a kind of herb that stimulates sexual desire. Although the name sounds very loud,

But only the user knows the actual effect.

Luoyun looked at the young man in front of him jokingly. He could not imagine that he was reselling this kind of herb that stimulates sexual desire in a place where the six roots are pure like Wanfo Temple. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person!

"Junior brother, it's too expensive! It's easy to say, I'll charge you two pieces of low-grade spirit stones. The lowest price at this time can't be any less!" He looked like a familiar person, and his face darkened, as if he had already suffered a loss at this price.

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Luoyun looked at the young man who looked very similar and asked quietly: "I don't know your senior brother's surname...!!"

The young man showed a sudden realization, slapped his forehead, and said apologetically: "You said that I was only concerned about the fairy grass, and I forgot about such an important thing. Everyone calls me Qing Lei, you can call me

Senior Brother Qing Lei!!”

Luoyun glanced at the young man named Qing Lei for a few times, and silently remembered him in his heart. He even put a strange term in his heart. This guy was selling herbs that stimulate sexual desire in a quiet place in Buddhism.

, this is absolutely contrary to the purpose of Buddhism, and he actually pulls people in so unscrupulously, which opened Luo Yun's eyes, and he couldn't help but think: when did Buddhism become so open.

"Senior Brother Qinglei, I don't want this fairy grass, but I happen to be short of a few things in my hand. I wonder if you have any?" Naturally, Luoyun didn't want the fairy grass. Instead, he changed his words and said what he had in his hands now.

Something missing.

The young man named Qing Lei saw that Luoyun was not going to ask for his fairy grass, so he did not force anything. Instead, he asked with a smile on his face: "I don't know what junior brother is missing. Senior brother is not talented, but he has a lot of good things in his hands."

s things?"

After Qing Lei finished speaking, he then crossed his legs to the side of Luoyun, as if he was going to have a long conversation.

Luoyun smiled softly and asked: "I wonder if senior brother has a storage bag to store items!"

Qing Lei originally looked playful, but when he suddenly heard that Luo Yun wanted such an extremely rare thing as a storage bag, his expression suddenly changed.

Luoyun looked at Qing Lei whose expression changed, but he had a guess in his heart. I am afraid that such a scarce thing as a storage bag is not something that any monk can take out. He then said: "Such a rare thing

It’s normal if senior brother doesn’t have these things, so I wonder if senior brother has any magic secrets in his hands!”

Upon hearing the magic secret book, Qing Lei's face softened, and he continued: "It's really hard for me to ask for a storage bag. Who doesn't know that this thing is extremely scarce? Even if I get it, I will use it myself, so how can I sell it!!
Chapter completed!