Returning to the cave hall, Qin Fengming did not go to the infant monk to submit the exchange items, but sat quietly on the rock.
Although the materials, spiritual herbs or other treasures listed on the surrounding white crystal walls were extremely amazing, Qin Fengming did not step forward to redeem them.
In terms of the preciousness of spiritual grasses, the spiritual grasses that appear here are not as precious as the spiritual grasses that the two of them obtained in the Demon Howling Valley. Although there are several spiritual grasses that Lan Xueer is also very excited about, she suffers from the difficulty of those few spiritual grasses.
The corresponding items are equally precious and rare. Even she doesn't have them herself, so she doesn't get up.
Although Lan Xueer didn't say anything, Qin Fengming beside her had already noticed it, so she sent a message: "If Miss Lan likes that kind of treasure, you can tell Qin and I will try to get it for you."
If this was said by other monks, Lan Xueer might not believe it, but the young monk in front of her was really difficult for her to understand, as if he had many treasures that he could not imagine.
Just here, she saw that he had already taken out more than a thousand pieces of middle-grade magic stones. Thinking about this shocked her.
"Well, thank you very much, Brother Qin. Xue'er has just advanced to the middle stage of becoming an elixir. She doesn't need many things. There are just a few spiritual herbs, but they are not needed at this time, so don't bother."
Lan Xueer's words are not wrong. A monk should practice step by step and not rush for quick success, otherwise the foundation will be unstable and the mind will be empty. This will be extremely detrimental to fighting against the inner demon of transcending tribulation in the future.
Therefore, those who are cultivating immortals rarely take Tianliang Lingcao Lingdan. Although it can greatly increase their cultivation level, it is not very good for themselves. Especially it does not have any benefit to their own state of mind.
When a monk advances, not only must his own magic power be improved, but his state of mind must also be able to keep up. Otherwise, it will be difficult to control and the state will be unstable. If something dangerous happens, the state of mind will be greatly reduced.
Qin Fengming's mental state and spiritual consciousness are far higher than those of monks of the same level, and his physique is too special, so he can continuously skip levels and practice to the realm of infant transformation. If it were another monk who advanced continuously in such a short period of time, then
What awaits him is that he will only become obsessed with evil and find it difficult to find a way out.
Although Qin Fengming knew it in his heart, he also saw that Lan Xueer was very happy about those tens of thousands of years of spiritual grass.
So after carefully identifying it, he moved his hand quickly to the jade tablet in his hand, and after a while, the sound started to be transmitted...
After a meal, the five-baht jade box was already in Qin Fengming's hands.
Those spiritual grasses are only thirty to forty thousand years old. They are more than enough for refining the elixirs needed by the monks to make elixirs. However, the elixirs taken by the monks who transform babies seem to be a little less old. However,
The treasure the other party wanted to exchange was anything but ordinary.
Two of them were not present even in Qin Fengming.
However, this did not trouble Qin Fengming. For those who did not have what the other party wanted to exchange for, he would directly take out ancient treasures or more precious materials. Otherwise, he would take out souls that were several times more valuable than what the other party wanted to exchange.
Shi finally exchanged five spiritual grasses into his hands.
Since I came to this exchange meeting with Lan Xueer, I couldn't let the other party gain nothing at all.
In fact, with Qin Fengming's wealth, those spiritual herbs would certainly not be put into his eyes. But if he directly took out the spiritual herbs in his hand, Lan Xueer might not accept them at all.
Although Lan Xueer looks weak, she is tough in her bones. She does not even rely on her master, Red Lotus Fairy, but goes out on her own and advances with difficulty based on her own strength. There is already arrogance in it. Qin Fengming himself also
I don’t want to hurt the other person’s self-esteem.
But if it is the spiritual grass exchanged here, Lan Xueer will not think too much except being happy in her heart.
"Miss Lan, since you have come to this exchange meeting, you naturally want to take something with you. These few spiritual herbs can be of some help to your current state, so I gave them to the girl."
Lan Xueer had already seen Qin Fengming's actions. Although she didn't say anything, she was very happy in her heart. She knew that this was the other person's intention, but she was disrespectful.
"Since it is a gift from Brother Qin, Xueer will not refuse."
Huanxi put the jade box handed over by Qin Fengming into her arms, with a very happy expression on her face. In fact, even if Qin Fengming gave him an extremely ordinary thing, she would be happy in her heart and collect it carefully.
However, relying on Lan Xueer's intelligence, she seems to have a slight feeling that her brother Qin seems to have a confidante, and the Infant Transformation monk whom he is going to meet this time seems to be one of that confidante.
elder.
Although Lan Xueer didn't want to touch this feeling, she couldn't get rid of it ever since she met the monk surnamed Li in the Demonic Howling Valley.
But she vaguely felt that that confidante was someone whom Brother Qin had known when he was young, so although she was reluctant to let go, she could only suppress it.
After all, although she and Qin Fengming met very early, they only knew each other decades ago.
Although she had always been grateful to the young man in black who saved her life, she was just grateful. She just kept thinking that if she met him in the future, she would give him a chance.
You know, monks treat mortals like ants. As long as they can extend their lives for decades, it is already a great repayment to them.
What she never expected was that the young man in black was not only an immortal cultivator, but also far surpassed her in terms of qualifications and cultivation methods. Not only did he fail to repay his kindness, but he was saved by him again and again.
From that moment on, there was already a feeling in her heart that she could not explain. It seemed that she wanted to see the young monk and stay with him.
But she knew that those who cultivated immortality should not have these miscellaneous thoughts, so she had been trying her best to suppress them.
What surprised her was that the more suppressed the thoughts in her heart were, the more they deepened. Slowly, she came to know what those thoughts were, that was affection, that was affection. It was a woman's affection for a man.
Although she knew that this would be extremely detrimental to her path to immortality, she just couldn't cut it off.
Only when she saw that young man did she feel at peace in her heart, as if she never wanted to be separated from him in her whole life.
Although Qin Fengming was not fully aware of these unexpressed emotions in Lan Xueer's heart, he could still see some of them. He knew that the pretty lady in front of him had some affection for him.
But there was already a beautiful figure in his heart. A voice in his heart kept reminding him not to be emotional towards other female cultivators. Therefore, whether it was Li Ning or Lan Xue'er, he always adhered to the principles of a gentleman and did not do anything.
Unusual expression.
Qin Fengming also understood in his heart that if he stayed with the pretty female cultivator in front of him for a long time, it was really unclear whether the thin film in his heart would still exist.
The love between men and women is a very magical thing. For thousands of years, no one can explain it clearly, whether it is a great immortal cultivator or a mortal scholar.