The green-robed monk's voice attracted everyone's eyes and looked at him and Zhang Shiping with different expressions. Of course, most monks had masks to cover their expressions. Zhang Shiping's face darkened and he said nothing.

After a few more breaths, the green-robed monk seemed to suddenly realize his own behavior, and realized that his behavior was extremely inappropriate. He quickly stood up and bowed slightly: "Please forgive me for your fellow Taoists."

Originally, Zhang Shiping sent a message to the green-robed monk. After the exchange meeting was dispersed, the two of them looked for another place to make a deal, but unexpectedly, this person screamed so hard that his idea was dashed.

The green-robed monk flicked his sleeves onto the table, then walked a few steps quickly, and reached the side where Zhang Shiping was sitting.

"It's okay, fellow Taoist please sit down." Zhang Shiping looked at the brocade box floating around the green-robed monk, suppressed a little unhappiness, and said in a deep voice. Then he inserted his spiritual sense into the storage jade belt around his waist, groped for five or six breaths, and then took out two bottles of jade bottles and placed them on the table. The bottle was about five or six inches high, and a little larger than an ordinary medicine bottle.

Zhang Shiping pulled out the bottle plug, poured out a lotus seeds of fingernails from each of the bottles, and walked forward and fell into the hands of the green-robed monk who had already stretched out. The green-robed monk looked at the two black and white lotus seeds in his hand, took them in front of him and looked at them carefully. He turned the two small lotus seeds several times in a row, and then sniffed them through the mask, his eyes becoming more and more excited.

He gently twisted the two lotus seeds with his fingers, took off some lotus powder each, and used his spiritual sense to control it to mix it together, forming a pill that was three points smaller than the rice grains.

"Fellow Taoist, can you allow me to try this red lotus seed?" Suddenly, this person seemed to remember something and said embarrassedly.

Zhang Shiping looked at the green-robed monk who was sitting opposite him, obviously very excited, nodded slightly, "Fellow Taoist, please give me a gift!"

With Zhang Shiping's words, the green-robed monk said "Thank you" and gently lifted the mask up. The small lotus powder pill flew in between the gaps and was swallowed by him. Then he immediately put the mask on again, silently, and felt the effect of the medicine carefully.

Obviously, this person knows how to take Po Ling Lotus Seeds. It is the first time Zhang Shiping has heard of the saying that Po Ling Lotus Seeds can heal the "evil" injury.

Seeing that this person was testing the medicine, Zhang Shiping looked at the person again.

When the green-robed monk was telling his injuries, none of the golden elixir monks that Zhang Shiping knew were consistent with him. He guessed that this person was probably the golden elixir monks who had just arrived in Nanming Island. Otherwise, as long as there were monks who had stayed on Nanming Island, the magic circle in the city would have recorded the breath of this person.

Nanming City is no better than an ordinary market. The city is arranged under a huge magic circle. If it is hosted by a number of Nascent Soul monks, it is extremely powerful and has both offensive and defense. Recording the breath of the monks who come and go is just a small means.

Of course, this kind of thing is to prevent some people from hiding sea beasts and monsters from sneaking into the city to harm the monks. The construction of the three forces of the Red Moon Tower, Xuanyuan Sect and Shuiyueyuan on Nanming Island did not clearly state that the formation had the effect of supervision, but why would the Jindan monks not know it?

The cultivators in the early and middle stages of foundation building have low cultivation levels and violate the rules of the city. Some of them have been arrested by the guards in the city before they even left the city. Most of the cultivators in the late stage of foundation building and even the false alchemy realm have learned awe to this level and want to form pills. These people are the most at ease in the city, but it is hard to say that they leave the city.

The real big troubles are those Jindan cultivators, especially those real-life cultivators who think they are superb escape skills. They are weird-hearted and arrogant. As for the ones that go up, the True Lord of the Yuanying. These old monsters really want to hide them, even if they are in the city, they cannot detect them.

After more than ten breaths, the green-robed monk slowly opened his eyes, a trace of splendor flashed, and his injuries seemed to have improved a little.

"It turns out that the same as what I took before, it only takes a little to make a miraculous effect. Fellow Taoist's fortune is really good, even a rare spiritual object like the Soul Spirit Lotus Seed can be found. I think fellow Taoist should also need this piece of Gengjin, right?" The green-robed monk looked happy and pushed the brocade box containing Gengjin forward and placed it in front of Zhang Shiping.

"There are 46 lotus seeds in my hand, and I have a total of 46 pieces of lotus seeds in my fellow Taoist hands. If this piece of Geng Jin is bigger, it would be fine. But the piece of Geng Jin in my hand is too small and not enough, so I can only produce thirty pieces!" Zhang Shiping did not put away Geng Jin, but just shook his head lightly.

A sneer came, and the short boy who was sitting on a high stool, who looked like he was eleven or eleven years old, couldn't help laughing. But when he was about to speak, he was glared at by the tall and thin monk at the same table, and then he kept silent.

"Fellow Daoist Li, your verbal problem should be changed." The fat monk next to him said with a smile.

As for the other Jindan monks, they looked at the two of them a few times and didn't say much. One was willing to beat the other and the other was willing to be beaten. Who told this green-robed fellow Taoist to talk too much about his injuries and pointed out that the soul spirit lotus seeds were urgently needed. If any of them had never missed such an opportunity, they would never miss it. If they didn't knock on the bones and suck the marrow, they would regret it and feel annoyed when they thought about it later!

The green-robed monk glanced at Zhang Shiping deeply and pushed the brocade box containing two demon pills over.

"Thirty-six!" Zhang Shiping said with a constant expression. Just now, Huafeng Sanren exchanged three Tiangu Insect Pills for a Demon Pill, and Zhang Shiping added it according to his copy.

"Fellow Taoist, let's go through. Add these two golden light swords, and change the two bottles of Soul Spirit Lotus seeds in the hands of fellow Taoist Taoist. No matter how many I have, I will not have them anymore. How about we just make friends?" The green-robed monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he placed the last brocade box in front of Zhang Shiping.

"Since fellow Taoists have said this, let's exchange it like this." Zhang Shiping smiled, flicked his finger, and steadily sent the two bottles of lotus seeds in front of him to the green-robed monk. He took a deep breath, picked up the lotus seeds, and checked.

After a while, he stood up and returned to his original seat without saying a word. Zhang Shiping disagreed with this. He brushed his sleeves and the three brocade boxes on the table disappeared in an instant.

"Since you have such an advantage, then let's just go to the fellow Taoist. I want to see if there are any rare things in my hand, so that I can open my eyes!" The short monk named Li, with a black nail stroke on the table, accompanied by a harsh sound, couldn't help but talk too much. Of course, he was glared at by the tall and thin monk again.

The other Jindan real people in the building looked at Zhang Shiping, a green-robed monk, and couldn't help but secretly envy him.

Zhang Shiping glanced at the table of the monk surnamed Li, chuckled, shook his head and said slowly, "Everything comes first and then comes. The last one I came here should be ranked behind, so I won't break the rules. Which fellow Taoist will come next? Please."

"This fellow Taoist is right, then it's my turn." A black-clothed monk said, "I have a fourth-level monster bone here. I want to exchange for a bottle of spiritual pills that can increase magic power by late-stage monks in the Golden Pill. I wonder which fellow Taoist is interested?"

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Chapter completed!