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Chapter 297 Seventh Level Flood Scale

"My fellow Taoists, the origin of this jade slip is quite large. It was obtained from a Mulan master killed by Master Qingxu of this sect. It records the spiritual skills practiced by this master, which is quite powerful!"

Fu Yunzi held his long beard and boasted with joy.

"Haha, if it is really powerful, can Master Mulan still be killed and died?

You are so cunning!”

The monk who had not just won the first place did not give Fu Yunzi any face and directly destroyed the situation.

"My fellow Taoist doesn't know that there were three Nascent Soul cultivators besieged at that time, which made this person hate him.

Hehe, if fellow Taoist does not believe it, you can go to Master Linghu to verify it.”

Fu Yunzi was not angry and bowed to the box above.

The man who broke up the table immediately shut up and sat back with a depressed look on his face.

"This jade slip was banned by the Mulan people. Although some means can be used to force the contents of it, it will also destroy the jade slip, so the entire Nine Kingdoms Alliance is the only one.

Haha, it’s not too much for me to use it for a high-level spiritual object in the earth industry?”

After Fu Yunzi said that, he glanced at everyone below the audience with anticipation.

However, the group of monks in the Kalpa stage were just talking about it, but no one was really willing to bid.

Is it a high-level spiritual technique? This is an extremely unpopular thing.

Luo Hong is not unfamiliar with spiritual arts. The Xiaoyuyun Art I have practiced is a kind of spiritual art, but it is a low-level spiritual art.

In fact, the Lingzhifu business was basically passed down from Mulan Grassland.

The Mulan Grassland has very shortage of resources for cultivating immortals, so it has enough motivation to create spiritual techniques that can increase the output of the Spiritual Medicine Spirit Valley.

Even for low-level spiritual arts, the difficulty of practicing is prohibitive, let alone high-level spiritual arts.

Compared with the Nascent Soul cultivator, if the master of the Mulan people wants to exchange for the spiritual skills that such a strong man practices, he must have to show off the extremely precious spiritual objects.

It is no wonder that the elixir cultivators who pay such a great price can only obtain a spiritual technique that is difficult to practice.

Seeing this, Fu Yunzi, who had a gloomy face just now, his expression collapsed immediately. He had no expectation that the extremely smart old monster of Nascent Soul would be interested in spiritual arts, so he tried to try:

"My fellow Taoists should be clear about the importance of Mulan's attention to their own spiritual skills. It is a coincidence that one article can be circulated this time. If you miss it this time, you may never see it again!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's take a look at the things in the box."

As soon as he finished speaking, a green wooden box flew towards Fuyunzi.

Without any surprise, it was one of the three wearing flower-faced masks that took action.

Although these three people covered their faces, there were not many monks doing this in the hall, so everyone cast curious eyes on them and quickly removed them.

Fu Yunzi's face flashed with joy, exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and blew open the upper spiritual talisman on the lid of the box.

When I opened it, I saw that there were a yellowish stone in the box, with the surface full of tree root-like veins.

"Pregnant Spirit Stone?"

After Fu Yunzi recognized the thing in the box, she sighed slightly and said disappointedly:

"Fellow Taoist, although your pregnant spirit stone is also considered a treasure, it is too far from what I need, and...this grade is not enough. Please take it back."

After sticking the talisman again, Fu Yunzi shook his hand and threw the Qingmu box back.

"Ahem, I'll just say it.

I exchanged spiritual objects for you to refine a protective magic weapon. So if there are still fellow Taoists who are interested, please take out the corresponding spiritual objects."

"Big Nose, don't be too greedy. Our six sects often fight with the Mulan people now. Even if there are high-level spiritual materials that can refine protective magic weapons, they will only be left to yourself."

The monk who had just demolished the platform appeared again. Although what he said was quite rude, there were some truths. Many people in the hall nodded silently after hearing this.

Just when Fu Yunzi thought he was in vain this time and was about to step down, Luo Hong suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, let's take a look at what's in the lower box."

An ordinary jade box flew out of Luo Hong's hand. After Fu Yunzi caught it, he opened it and saw his eyes wide open. He trembled and pinched out a piece of yellow scales.

The surface of the scales was filled with a faint yellow aura, and the aura emitted was astonishingly heavy.

In order to ensure that this was the spiritual object he recognized, Fu Yunzi opened his mouth and spit out a sword light at the yellow scales.

After the two collided, the sword light did not even leave a trace on the yellow scales. Fu Yunzi immediately exclaimed:

"This is at least the scales of a level seven earth dragon!"

"What! It's the seventh-level dragon scale!"

"This fellow Taoist has a bottle of Guiyuan Pill, which can improve the cultivation of the cultivator of the elixir stage. Please trade with me!"

The people in the hall became turbulent and stood up excitedly one after another.

"Haha, everyone, don't forget the rules of the trade fair."

Just as the scene was about to get out of control, a kind voice came from the box.

The sound was very magical, which soothed everyone's restless hearts and brought reason back to their brains.

There is no need to guess too much, the speaker is the ancestor Linghu.

After Fu Yunzi confirmed that the box was filled with scales of a level seven earth dragon, he was overjoyed and hurriedly threw the box containing the jade slip of spiritual art towards Luo Hong, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

After putting away the box, Luo Hong continued to drink tea as usual, as if the commotion just now was not caused by him.

The moment Fu Yunzi stepped down, more than ten figures in the hall rushed towards the platform.

In the end, a purple-robed monk was more skilled and stood on the platform ahead of everyone.

The other monks sighed heavily as if they had lost their treasure. Although they were unwilling to give up, they had to retreat due to the power of the ancestor Linghu.

"I will bring a 1,000-year-old cold marijuana plant to the same level of high-level earth-moving spiritual materials. Are you interested in it?"

Although the purple-robed monk said this to everyone, he kept staring at Luo Hong, which clearly asked Luo Hong to use the dragon scales to exchange his spiritual medicine.

Unfortunately, Luo Hong has a very small demand for spiritual medicine because of her unique cultivation method, so she does not mean to take down this extremely rare thousand-year spiritual medicine.

Seeing that Luo Hong was unmoved, the purple-robed monk frowned in dissatisfaction, but didn't say much.

After rejecting two monks who wanted to exchange for the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, he took out two more spiritual objects to trade, but neither of them was completed and eventually stepped down empty-handed.

After that, the people who came to the stage, like the purple-robed monk, first took out a rare spiritual object, in exchange for the remaining seventh-level dragon scales in Luo Hong's hand.

But no one could arouse Luo Hong's interest, and no one got his wish.

Dissatisfaction gradually accumulates among the crowd. Luo Hong is still calm, but Fan Mengyi is already a little restless.

I am worthy of being a master, and my ability to attract hatred can always break through my imagination.

Fortunately, there are always a very small number of monks who have precious spiritual objects. When more than ten people fail to step down, the transaction will gradually return to normal.

After drinking a cup of tea, a female cultivator in a red palace outfit floated to the high platform and took out a magic weapon in the style of a ring to exchange for elixirs.

Since her magic weapon was recognized by the master, she could only exert 70% of her power after getting it, so there were not many interested monks, and in the end they did not reach a deal.

Just when she was disappointed to step down, she heard the voice of the fellow Taoist who had touched the entire trade fair.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have the Demon-Breaking Pill?"

"Demon-breaking pill? Of course there is, but..."

The female cultivator in the palace dress is an elder of the Jade Moon Sect, and this demon-breaking pill was prepared for her to form a baby.
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