As soon as the door was closed by the deacon, the man's breath disappeared.
Ling Tian took a deep breath, dispersed his spiritual thoughts, and always remained vigilant. Within the Dantian Qi sea, the Dao base was rotating, and the power of Tianyuan was vibrating. The hand behind him was leaning on the hilt of the Long Yuan sword. If there was danger,
He can counterattack in an instant.
However, what faced Ling Tian at this moment was an extremely ordinary central hall.
A huge landscape painting hangs in the middle of the hall, and incense is lit in the four corners of the room, making it very quiet.
There were ancient tables and chairs on both sides, and there were two cups of sake on the table. The wine was shaking gently in the cup, obviously it had just been put down.
"Haha, little brother, don't be so nervous, sit down and talk."
Suddenly, from behind the central hall, a figure walked out quietly.
This actually made Ling Tian's pupils shrink suddenly, because he only received Tao Yaoyao's warning at the moment the figure appeared.
But he himself was completely unaware of the existence of anyone behind the central hall.
There is only one possibility for this, and that is that this person's cultivation level is much higher than his own.
On the other hand, Ling Tian's spiritual consciousness has not yet fully recovered, and the state of his spiritual consciousness is really too low.
However, when he looked at the figure, he was a little surprised.
Because the president of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce is actually a monk wearing cassocks!
Not only that, the monk was also holding a roast chicken in his hand, shaking the fat on his body, and placed the roast chicken on the table.
"Haha, Amitabha, little brother, don't be so cautious. If the poor monk wants to harm you, can you still stand here safely?"
The monk sat down swaggeringly and pointed to the opposite side, "Sit down and talk. This little brother can't give this face to the poor monk, right?"
"Senior, please forgive me. I'm just a little surprised."
Ling Tian sat down opposite the monk and looked at the food and wine on the table. They were all extraordinary.
The roasted chicken was actually a rather rare sixth-level demonic beast, the Fire-Feathered Golden Pheasant. Although its combat power was not strong, it was extremely rare. However, it was roasted by this monk at this time...
This... you can't squander it like this even if you have money.
"Hahaha, what? The poor monk can't eat this meat?"
"Young master, you don't know. The poor monk's sect has been destroyed by his enemies a long time ago. The Buddhist faith has not been able to help everyone in the temple survive the disaster..."
"So, from then on, the poor monk only chanted Buddha's name and did not eat fast, hahaha!"
The monk looked up to the sky and laughed, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.
"Oh, that's it. The so-called wine and meat passed through the intestines and left in the heart of the Buddha. Senior is really free and easy."
Ling Tian nodded. He didn't expect that the president would still have such a past, but the monk seemed to be at least in the middle or late stage of Void Refining, that is, a fourth-level Martial King.
Can these human clans be destroyed by their enemies?
Ling Tian was confused, but the monk suddenly stopped laughing, his eyes fell on the mark of heaven and earth exposed in Ling Tian's hair, and his pupils shrank sharply.
Then he turned away his eyes without leaving a trace and said with a smile: "Food and wine have passed through the intestines, and the heart of the Buddha remains... Back then, my benefactor also said this to me. I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still hear this sentence from others.
talk."
"Because of this little brother's words, I have to give you a toast no matter what."
As he said that, the monk picked up the wine glass.
"I don't dare to take it seriously."
Ling Tian quickly picked up the wine and drank twice as much as the monk.
"Little brother, it's cool."
"May I ask, what do you call your little brother? Where are you practicing now?"
Putting down the wine glass, the monk suddenly asked.
"Oh, my surname is Ling Mingtian, and I am currently practicing in Taihua Sect."
Ling Tiandao.
He always felt that this monk was strange, but it was obvious that this monk had no ill intentions towards him.
"Ling Tian..."
The monk frowned and rolled his eyes, "Oh, it turns out that the young master is a high disciple of the Taihua Sect."
"I heard from people below that the young master is a stone appraiser and is here to sell stones?"
The monk cut the roasted chicken into pieces with a golden knife that was at the level of a royal weapon, brought it to Ling Tian, and asked.
"Yes, I need some spiritual stones."
Ling Tian nodded and took out the dark stone from his sleeve.
This stone naturally came from the Tianjin Mining Ruins and was left behind by Shenjianzi.
At that time, the ore left by Shenjianzi was huge, and there were even more treasures among them.
Even if it is used to repair the Qiansha Yin Banner and the Ice Bell, there is still a lot of ore that has not been cut.
It was Ling Tian who carved out the Valley of the Eternal Life from this stone back then, although there will definitely not be any more unique treasures like the Valley of the Eternal Life among these stones.
But there are still some top-quality heaven-level materials and fairy materials.
Even the fairy materials used to forge imperial soldiers are only very few.
"Uh, this thing."
The monk held Ling Tian's stone in his hand and waved it for a while, frowning and said: "The poor monk is not proficient in the art of identifying stones, so he cannot tell what is special about the stone, but if he is of the poor monk's character, he will just crush it.
"
"Haha, senior, you can crush it and take a look." Ling Tian said as he tasted the roasted chicken.
"Okay, then you're welcome, poor monk."
Hearing this, the monk suddenly exerted force in his hands, and the extremely tough ore skin was directly crushed to pieces. He controlled the force extremely well, and the skin turned into crumbs and fell off.
In an instant, a dazzling green light bloomed from it.
"Haha, it turns out to be a piece of smoky green spiritual crystal. It's a good thing. It's a top-grade heaven-level material. It can be used to create a wood-type super-grade heavenly weapon."
Slightly surprised, the monk took out the crystal stone, which was the size of a fist.
Although this thing is not very practical in his eyes, for the Dharma Realm genius, it can make a top-notch weapon at the same level.
"To tell you the truth, little brother, our Chamber of Commerce has no shortage of medicinal materials, talismans, and seals, but it only lacks this kind of ore material. This top-grade heaven-level material is very rare, and the price is really hard to estimate."
"Let's see, the poor monk will give you one million low-grade spiritual stones. Compared with the fifth-grade elixir, the fifth-grade realm-breaking elixir is worth almost half a million low-grade spiritual stones. The poor monk will give you twice as much. What do you think?"
