Chapter 63: The Conspiracy Before the Trade Fair

Lu Xian'er and Yun Hezi's expressions changed, and they looked at each other with a bad premonition. Lu Xang'er has had a lot of contact with Wu Yan in the past few years and has a good sense of him. Therefore, when encountering this kind of thing, he stood up and handed over his hands after a moment's thought: "Returning to the senior, the junior feels that Wu Daoyou is not unwilling to join this alliance. As far as this junior knows, the main goal of his trip is to attend the Pagoda Conference. He must be determined to join the Pagoda Palace, so he doesn't want to be distracted."

"Oh?" The multi-eyed Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and said noncommittally, but looked at Yun Hezi from the corner of his eye. Lu Xian'er opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but judging from Taoist Priest Duomu's intention, he probably wanted to hear what Yun Hezi had to say, so he had no choice but to sit down with his hands folded.

Yun Hezi also stood up, saluted Taoist Master Duomu, and said with a smile: "Senior, this junior has indeed known Taoist Wu Yan for a long time. As far as this junior knows, this person is good at both poison and alchemy. It's quite insightful. Don't underestimate this poison. Pindao almost fell under this person's poison. As for alchemy, I'm afraid Brother Lu is more qualified to speak now. There are also ten Ziyang Pills that this person refined himself.”

After Yun Hezi said this, everyone present widened their eyes and looked at him with surprise and shock. If Yun Hezi hadn't lied, then this person would be really capable and worth winning over. Everyone did not take the poison technique he mentioned as one thing, but paid more attention to the alchemy method in his words. No matter how powerful the poison technique is, it can only show off its power in the ordinary world. For immortal cultivators, they only need to bless themselves with a defensive spell or use a defensive talisman. Can they still be poisoned by ordinary poisons? Furthermore, even if he is really poisoned, is there still poison that cannot be removed by magic? Yun Hezi praised Wu Yan for his excellent poison skills, but everyone present disagreed.

Everyone is more concerned about Wu Yan's achievements in alchemy. You must know that in the world of immortality, the cultivators who practice hard are just trying to break through to a higher realm and pursue the great cause of immortality. Few people focus on other chores. For example, refining elixirs, making talismans, refining magic weapons, etc. But if cultivators want to survive in the world of cultivating immortals, in addition to normal cultivation, they must also fight with others and snatch cultivation resources. These elixirs, talismans, magical instruments, magic weapons, etc. are also indispensable aids that monks rely on for self-defense.

Especially elixirs, which are essential for any monk. Whether it is daily meditation and practice, or fighting with others, it can be a great help. A cultivator who is proficient in the art of alchemy is an object that any sect or major force is crazy to compete for.

The multi-eyed Taoist priest suddenly opened his strange crimson eyes and looked at Yun Hezi. Yun Hezi had a calm face, but Lu Xian'er glared at him fiercely. Taoist Priest Duomu suddenly laughed, turned to Lu Xian'er, and said: "Elder Lu, can you give me the elixir that the man in your hand gave me to let Pindao take a look at? Pindao is also very knowledgeable about this elixir." My thoughts are that I am very interested in such a junior who is proficient in alchemy."

"I don't dare." Lu Xang'er reluctantly took out the small jade bottle Wu Yan gave him, poured out a Ziyang Pill from it, and handed it to Taoist Priest Duomu. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the lavender-colored elixir in the hand of Taoist Priest Duomu, which exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.

Taoist Master Duomu took the Ziyang Pill and observed it carefully for a moment, then put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. He squinted his eyes, his face was dull, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

Suddenly, Taoist Priest Duomu opened his eyes, returned the Purple Sun Pill to Lu Xanthella, shook his head and said: "What a pity, it is such a waste of natural resources. The method of preparing this elixir is shoddy, if not for the use of a The purple sun grass, this elixir is probably of no value to the monks. It's a pity, if this elixir is in the hands of the poor man, hey, at least he can refine the purple energy elixir."

Everyone had different expressions when they heard what Duo Mu said, especially the middle-aged scholar in purple who was sitting at the head of the elders. A glimmer of light flashed in his sinister eyes. He smiled and shook his folding fan and said, "Senior, if this person If you still have Purple Sun Grass with you, I wonder if Senior can open a furnace to refine this Purple Qi Pill?"

Duomu's face moved, and he said with a smile: "You have to have a great chance to encounter such a magical medicine. It is a great blessing for that kid to be lucky enough to get one. How can there be another one? Among this elixir, Ziyangcao has very little medicinal power, and it relies mostly on the medicinal power of other miscellaneous herbs from ordinary years to be called an elixir. According to this ratio, one plant of Ziyangcao can be used to prepare a hundred pills of this kind of Ziyang. Dan. Since that kid is already at the tenth level, he must have used that purple sun grass to its full potential. Xie Kong, there’s no need for any evil thoughts.”

The middle-aged scholar in purple smiled evilly and nodded noncommittally. But people who know him well will naturally know that when he shows this expression, he must have something in mind.

Lu Xian'er glanced at him with a hint of worry, and Mo Buchou suddenly laughed and said: "Senior, how should I handle this kid's matter?"

"Elder Yun, Elder Lu, you two are familiar with that boy. Please don't get involved in this matter. From today on, you two will follow Pindao and be responsible for receiving monks from other countries who will participate in the trade fair here. Xie Kong , Elder Linghu, Xiao Mo, the three of you are responsible for that kid’s affairs. After all, this alliance is trying to conquer such a potential alchemist. If necessary, you can take more drastic measures. Of course, even if you can't win over him, you will never let him enter the Futu Palace." Taoist priest Duo Mu said indifferently.

The five people who received the order had different expressions and all respectfully agreed.

"The rest of you will be arranged by Elder Linghu to be responsible for the security of the trade fair in the next two days. Our alliance has finally managed to get the brand name of the Immortal Valley Trade Fair up, and Pindao doesn't want to see it being destroyed." Taoist priest Mu ordered the other seven people in a serious tone.

Everyone hurriedly stood up and responded with respect. After saying this, everyone formulated some specific defensive measures. It was not until everything was settled that Taoist Priest Duomu stood up and left. When he left, he naturally took Yun Hezi and Lu Xang'er with him.

When he reached the door, Lu Xang'er paused for a moment and said to the young man in black at the door: "Third brother, my eldest brother got this bottle of elixir from a fellow Taoist. It is suitable for your current state. Take it. "

Lu Xang'er put a jade bottle wrapped in black cloth into the hands of the young man in black and patted his shoulder. The young man in black was slightly startled. He felt that his brother's face looked a little strange today. He was about to ask when he suddenly felt that there was something in the cloth bag in his hand. The boy in black smiled, put the cloth bag in his arms, and said, "Well, second brother, I know how to change it. Don't worry."

Lu Xian'er smiled, then took the magic weapon, and followed the dull-faced Taoist Master Duomu to fly to a quiet room at the highest point in the canyon.

After a while, the remaining nine people filed out. The middle-aged scholar in purple clothes walked at the front. He followed him with a sullen expression and a flattering look on his face. He laughed in a low voice and said, "Elder Jiang, I have something I want to discuss with Elder Jiang. I want to ask Elder Jiang to go to the poor place." Let’s have a cup of tea in the humble room. I wonder if Elder Jiang would appreciate it?”

The middle-aged scholar in purple smiled evilly and said calmly: "That's fine, brother Linghu, do you want to go with us?"

The big-nosed old Taoist priest in his fifties who was walking behind shook his head and said, "I still have some things to deal with. Let's meet again tomorrow." After that, the big-nosed Taoist walked away minding his own business.

A gust of fragrant wind rushed out from the room. The coquettish young woman winked at the middle-aged scholar in purple, twisted her body like a water snake, leaned towards him, and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Jiang , I also want to hear it.”

The middle-aged scholar Jiang Xekong took advantage of the situation and put his arms around the slender waist of the coquettish young woman. He smiled evilly and said, "That's just right, let's go together."

Mo Buchou smiled awkwardly and led the way, leading the seducing man and woman towards his quiet room.

Shortly after the three people left, a very low voice from a woman came from the house: "What a shameless couple!"

"Sister Yan, be quiet and be careful not to be overheard."

The last person to walk out was a female Taoist priest with an ordinary appearance and a hot figure. Behind her, a big man dressed like a farmer scratched his head and said something to her with a smile on his face. The two of them left muttering. The lights in the big house went out. The two guarding disciples breathed a sigh of relief, closed the stone door, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

The young man in black was touching the cloth bag in his arms, seeming to be thinking about something extremely important.

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On the second day, the Immortal Valley became completely lively. Early in the morning, many monks came from all over the country to participate in the Fair of the Immortal Valley.

After Wu Yan painfully paid for a spiritual stone, he entered a trading venue covered by a magic circle in the valley, and saw for the first time what the trade fair in the world of immortality was about.

Although it is similar to buying and selling things in the secular world, everyone puts the things they want to sell on the ground stalls, waiting for buyers to come and choose, but the things sold in those stalls really make Wu Yan, a casual cultivator who has practiced alone for nine years, It was an eye-opener.

This trading area covered by a magic circle is a straight street-shaped trading area arranged along the canyon. There were many monks setting up stalls on both sides of the canyon.

On the stall, there are a dazzling array of items commonly used by cultivators. Pills, herbs, herb seeds, low-level talismans, low-level magic weapons, storage bags, spirit beast bags, low-level skill books, spell secrets, broken unknown magic weapon fragments, pill furnaces, and the fur and bones of spirit beasts Materials etc. are all available.

Wu Yan looked at each house with great interest, silently observing what was being sold at the stalls, and would go up and ask someone he didn't know. When the stall owner saw someone asking, he naturally introduced him enthusiastically. Wu Yan gained a lot of knowledge along the way. At the same time, I gradually gained a general understanding of this casual cultivator alliance trade fair.