Chapter 449: Fructus Ghost Mushroom

The total cost of iron sheets with no more than ten large sums can prove that Wuqi is a person with pure character!

"This means, I am a good person!" Wuqi walked on the street of Xianfang, the largest Xianfang Pass in Qingxu Xianguan, playing with the iron sign on his belt. He complained in a gurgling manner: "It's just such a tin, seventy-five low-grade spirit stones? Good person? Your whole family is a good person, and your mother is a good person among good people, so he gave birth to you bastards!"

There are nearly 10,000 shops in this street market called Qingxu Immortal Square. There are millions of immortal cultivators who usually live here. The number of monks coming and going is different. When good things are born, the monks here can soar several times in a day. When there is no good things, perhaps no outsiders will come here for three or five years.

Antique shops in the world are about not opening for three years and eating for three years. The slogan of this shop in Qingxu Fairy House is that it will not open for ten thousand years and eat for ten thousand years. Some shops may not be able to start a business for three or five hundred years, but as long as you get lucky, you receive a good thing and then auction it at a high price. Not only will you have the materials you need for practice in the next ten thousand years, but you will also have the materials you need for a small sect behind you.

I was not in a hurry to send a message to the people in Qingcheng. Wuqi walked casually on the street, playing with the iron sign with his fingers, and glanced at the pedestrians on the way from time to time.

The clothes and appearance of immortal cultivators are extremely strange. In addition to the people of Longbo, there are almost all kinds of monks of all kinds of strange races. There are also feathered men, such as one-armed and one-legged three-eyed men, and there are many people with a big hole in their chest, with two faces in front of the brain and behind the brain, and the expressions and expressions of the two faces are just the opposite.

These people are all subspecies of humans, and they belong to the same human race. Except for the people of Longbo who really cannot survive the thunder tribulation, it is difficult for other races to cultivate immortality and Taoism to be the same as humans. Moreover, these strange races also have various strange and unique magical powers, and the magic they cultivate is often much stronger than those of serious human monks. Therefore, in the Qingxu Immortal Hall, 50% of the monks of the most common adult race account for 50%, and the other 50% are monks of this strange and weird subspecies.

Except for the crowded monks, patrol soldiers wearing helmets and armors walked by the street from time to time. These soldiers were serious humans. Except for the officers in the leader who had beast soul parasites, the other soldiers looked ordinary and had no power and breath of energy. However, wherever these patrol teams passed, even those arrogant fairies would carefully make way for them, and no one was willing to hit them.

The officers and soldiers of the patrol team looked at all the monks around with vigilance, just as these monks were serious criminals. However, occasionally someone glanced at Wuqi and noticed the small iron sign he wore on his waist. The eyes of these officers and soldiers swept over and no longer paid attention to Wuqi.

Wuqi nodded secretly. Wen Sheng was a little greedy, but the small iron card he gave Wuqi was really effective, and the low-grade spirit stone flower was worth it.

While he was planning, a three-story wooden building suddenly heard a scream from a three-story wooden building: "Ah, Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom?"

Wuqi's ears shook violently a few times. As soon as the words "Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom" came out, his body suddenly blurred and teleported to the front of the wooden building gate. A few "whip" sounds, several black shadows flashed beside Wuqi, and several other monks dressed in costumes also teleported over.

Wuqi and those people looked at each other a few times, and the people looked at Wuqi in horror at the same time.

You can still use teleportation magic powers in Qingxu Immortal Pass, which must be done by those with the strength of a celestial immortal. However, the aura revealed by Wuqi is clearly at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. The aura of this Nascent Soul is different from the deliberate convergence of a celestial immortal. A celestial immortal can disguise himself as a mortal. However, no matter how a celestial immortal restrains his aura, he cannot let his aura reveal the unique taste of the Nascent Soul!

Moreover, can a Nascent Soul monk break through space teleportation?

Several fairies looked at Wuqi in a daze, for a moment they forgot their purpose of coming here. Wuqi smiled at them, rushed into the building first, and then shouted at the top of his throat: "Where is Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom? What's the price? I bought it!"

In the lobby, several shopkeepers sitting behind the counter raised their heads and looked at Wuqi at the same time. The two middle-aged people standing in front of the counter with a level of cultivation were probably golden elixir and shrank back nervously, firmly protecting the green fluorescent things on the counter.

The fairies behind who came at the same time as Wuqi were stunned, and then rushed in quickly. An old Taoist who was short and shriveled, with a green face like a green-skinned zombie, was so ugly that it was scary that it shouted sternly: "Slow down, Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom? If it is a real Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom, I will exchange it with an immortal weapon!"

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became particularly strange. Many monks who were trading in the lobby carefully dodged to the wall and looked at Wuqi and several other immortals vigilantly. The two middle-aged monks were so scared that they shivered and hurriedly picked up the stuff on the counter. Behind the counter, a big shopkeeper wearing a light blue satin printed money patterned robe, fat and round as if a meat ball, hurriedly walked out and bowed to Wuqi and others attentively.

"Several immortal masters have lost their mistakes, forgive me for your sins! The young man is Zi Baiye, the big shopkeeper of this 'Wancaotang'. Our Wancaotang is the property of Ziluo Immortal Lord. I believe that some of them have also heard of our immortal master's name?" Zi Baiye pointed out his origin and backer in a few words, and then pointed at the two middle-aged people with a smile and said, "It was these two fellow Taoists who shouted out just now that they attracted all the immortal masters."

Zi Baiye's face was twitching, and his heart was twitching. His eyes were complicated. Looking at the two golden elixir monks, his eyes were full of blame. Wuqi was funny. He pointed at the two golden elixir monks and asked, "Is the Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom theirs? Well, you Wancaotang has not yet purchased their Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom? In other words, they are still the owners of Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom?"

The fat flesh on Zi Baiye's body trembled violently. He gritted his teeth with pain and said, "Senior Mingjian, these two fellow Taoists... As soon as they showed the Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom, they shouted, and the immortal masters rushed over. This Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom is indeed their personal belongings!"

The faces of several shopkeepers in Wancaotang were very ugly. Their eyes were enough to kill people when they looked at the two Jindan monks. If it weren't for Wuqi and the others who were uninvited, they would have really dismantled the two Jindan monks in pieces.

Wuqi laughed, he probably knew what was going on here.

Two Jincao-stage monks came to Wancao Tang with a package to ask for the sale of herbs. Seeing that the two Jincao-stage monks were dressed very shabby, the shopkeepers of Wancao Tang did not take them to the upstairs room that specialized in purchasing precious herbs. When the Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom appeared, a shopkeeper exclaimed a small exclamation, but the two Jincao-stage monks shouted intentionally.

These are two very cunning Jindan monks! Wuqi glanced at them and secretly labeled them in his heart.

That shout was really the finishing touch, seducing Wuqi and the seven celestial immortals behind him, but the price of the Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom could not be reduced.

Shaking his head, Wuqi asked the two Jindan monks with a simple face and smiled and said, "Do you two fellow Taoists come to Wancaotang, do you know that this is Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom? Hey, I think, at least you know the preciousness of Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom?"

The two Jindan monks looked at each other. They glanced at Zi Baiye carefully. One of them nodded and said, "We brothers know the name of Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom, but we are not sure that this is Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom, so we came to Wancaotang to let the palms of the shopkeepers. The shopkeepers looked like a torch, and at first glance they recognized that this treasure was indeed Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom. Our brothers were happy and shouted, which made the immortal masters laugh!"

Wuqi smiled, and it was true. The two brothers could not be sure what they were in their hands, so they ran to Wancaotang. They were unwilling to sell Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom to Wancaotang, so once they were sure that this thing was indeed the treasure they were thinking of, they immediately shouted. There were many fairies coming and going between Qingxu Immortal Pass, countless people who knew the goods, and the name of Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom was enough to attract the satisfied Guard.

Wuqi was laughing here, while Zi Baiye sneered at the two monks with a gloomy expression: "Is the two of you who love you are deliberately asking us Wancaotang to make an appraisal for you for free? Hey, there is no such reason in the world!"

Just now, the ugly green-skinned old Taoist looked at Zi Baiye and shouted: "Fuck, what's wrong? In short, you Wancaotang hasn't bought this Fuyuan ghost mushroom yet. These brothers are still its owners, so we bid to buy it. This has something to do with your Wancaotang? Less verbose, otherwise I will destroy your Wancaotang! Is Zilu Immortal Lord very amazing? He will come now if he has the ability, otherwise I will kill you like a chicken!"

Zi Baiye was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He said angrily: "But since they entered Wancaotang, they showed the Fuyuan Ghost Mushroom to..."

Zi Baiye never had the chance to finish speaking again, because the old Taoist Green Skin pointed casually, and a green fire spurted out. Zi Baiye howled, and the green fire burned around him for a while, burning him to ashes. The old Taoist Green Skin never stopped, and the green fire flew around the lobby for a while. Several shopkeepers, friends, and several guests in the room were all burned to death by him.

Another old Taoist in a black Taoist robe pointed at the back, and the door of Wancaotang was "crackling" and closed, and a layer of dark blue phosphorus fire was attached to the door panel. It was obvious that he had already added an extremely vicious ban on the door panel.

There were two old men in the road set up a gust of wind and rushed straight to the second and third floors of Wancaotang. In the blink of an eye, everyone on it was killed, and even the bodies were not left. By the way, all the herbs in stock were searched and put into seven storage bags.

Seven storage bags filled with herbs were randomly discarded on the ground. The old man in green rubbed his hands and smiled, "Okay, then, follow the old rules?"

Wuqi looked at the seven immortals around him and took a few steps back cautiously: "What old rules?"

The old green-skinned Taoist laughed dryly and said, "The most expensive ones will get it. For others, just take away all the herbs from Wancaotang!"

The other immortals nodded in agreement. Wuqi thought for a while and nodded heavily.

Qingxu Immortal Pass is really a deadly place. In just a few breaths, Wancaotang has been killed completely. None of these celestial immortals are good.
Chapter completed!