Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Time moves backward.

The atmosphere became more and more lively.

On a certain roof.

This must be the third time, am I remembering it correctly?

A young man in black asked in a low voice.

Wrong, this should be the fourth time, there was already one before you came.

The old man beside him looked at the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion intently.

I really want to go in and have a look.

There are senior Taoist monks here. The treasures in their hands, tsk tsk!

Oh, so what if I go in and take a look? Can you still afford it? A woman sneered.

It's good to gain some knowledge.

Look—

Suddenly, the woman looked at a beautiful figure that appeared in front of the Zangxiang Pavilion, and couldn't help shouting excitedly: It's Fairy Shen, she also saved me.

Who is Fairy Shen?

There was a trace of curiosity in the voice of the man in black.

You don't even know Fairy Shen? You haven't gone to the battlefield to hunt monsters during this time? She is the true genius of the Taoist Academy.

The woman's contemptuous voice suddenly sounded.

The man in black was silent.

He did not go to the battlefield to hunt monsters during this time.

I spent the first ten days recuperating, and the next few days... I was busy seizing the time to pour the Soaring Demon Pill, and I took the opportunity to earn a lot of cultivation resources.

After a while.

Another figure slowly walked into the Hidden Incense Pavilion.

Looking at the figure who was about the same age as Shen Xianzi, the woman suddenly complained unconvincedly:

Who is he? Why can he go in like Fairy Shen? His aura seems to be far less powerful than Fairy Shen.

Could it be the legendary Chen Xiandao who is as famous as Fairy Shen?

The old man guessed.

No! When Fairy Shen rescued me, Chen Shangxiu was also there. I can't be wrong. He is much weaker than Chen Shangxiu.

Who is that? The old man scratched his head in confusion.

Logically speaking, the people who can get in can't be unknown people. Especially those with obviously weak cultivation should have bigger names. Just like Fairy Shen and Chen Shangxiu.

At this moment.

I saw the man in black before, as if he was trying to regain his place, with his head held high and his face full of pride.

You don't even know about the God of Plague? You haven't returned to Fangshi during this time?

The words just fell.

Is he the God of Plague?

The old man and the woman both shouted in shock.

A look of awe suddenly appeared on their faces.

The name 'God of Plague' was spreading in the city. How could they not know it? It was just the first time they saw a real person.

Speaking of which, they still want to thank each other.

If it weren't for the God of Plague, they wouldn't be able to exchange for low-grade talismans that are so cheap now.

I didn't expect that the God of Plague would be so young. I always thought...

The woman's eyes suddenly softened, and she gently cupped her cheeks with her bare hands, as if to hide the blush.

He's so handsome!

Longhu Taoist Temple... is indeed the resort that we dream of as a Buddhist monk in the south. There are so many monsters in it.

There was complexity in the old man's eyes.

Not far from them.

Four figures in green robes stood quietly under the tree, looking at the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion without blinking.

The sighs of the people around him reached his ears intermittently.

A look of shock appeared on several people's faces.

After a long time.

call--

Tong Yao let out a long breath, and the look of shock gradually faded away from her face.

I didn't expect...Junior Brother to be the 'God of Plague'. I guess Senior Brother Yangchu wouldn't have thought that he could kill him now. In just a few months, Junior Brother Zhang has grown to such an extent.

beside her.

Senior Brother Ding's eyes were equally uneasy.

Since Zhang Jing did not deliberately hide the fluctuations in his spiritual power, he could faintly sense it.

Junior Brother Zhang... actually broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining? !

Come to your senses.

Senior Brother Ding subconsciously glanced at Junior Sister Tong, Junior Brother Zhou and Junior Brother Xia beside him. After thinking about it, he decided not to tell them for the time being.

So as not to affect your mentality.

...

And at this moment.

Inside the Tibetan Incense Pavilion.

Zhang Jing, led by the waiter, slowly walked to the lobby on the second floor.

Rows of seats have been arranged inside.

The floor was covered with a plush carpet made of unknown material. It felt like cotton when stepped on, and was extremely delicate and soft.

However, this carpet is soft yet supportive, and does not affect the movements of the people walking on it at all.

The room is decorated with various colored glass jade lamps, silk necklaces and brocade sachets.

Although she had tried her best to dress up as elegantly as possible, the extravagant feeling was still coming out.

Zhang Jing's expression remained as usual.

But he couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

He knew the name of Zangxiang Pavilion as early as in Yong'an City. I just didn't expect that I would come in like this today.

Chief Immortal, I can only take you so far.

The ushering waiter stopped outside the lobby and said respectfully.

Thank you. Zhang Jing responded with a smile.

The waiter stepped back lightly.

Zhang Jing glanced in front of him.

There are not many seats inside, only thirteen rows with nine seats in each row.

There are a total of one hundred and seventeen positions, which can be said to be very few compared to the number of Taoist disciples who came to Langya County this time.

It seems that what Senior Brother He said yesterday is true.

At this moment, there are already many people sitting on these seats.

Zhang Jing looked around, then randomly selected a seat in the second-to-last row and sat directly on it.

It’s my first time here, so let’s observe and observe from the back first.

Just sat down not long ago.

He felt two lines of sight coming from the front, falling directly on him.

Following his gaze, he saw that it was Senior Brother He in the second row, and a familiar face beside him, Shen Qingqing.

Zhang Jing smiled and nodded.

The two people opposite also responded with smiles.

Gradually, there are more and more people.

On the raised platform at the front, a white-clothed figure with a strong aura suddenly appeared.

She was a senior sister with a delicate and bright face, a hint of coldness between her eyebrows, and a tear mole in the corner of her eye that was particularly eye-catching. Her loose robe could not hide her beautiful figure.

Late stage of Qi refining! And at least the ninth level of Qi refining!

Zhang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly.

There are still a few junior brothers who haven't come yet, so we won't wait.

My name is Liu Nanshu, and everyone here must be familiar with me. There are also a few new junior brothers and sisters here. On behalf of all the senior brothers and sisters, the senior sister here welcomes you to join me.

Liu Nanshu smiled sweetly on the stage, giving people a feeling of spring breeze blowing on her face.

The fourth internal trading meeting has officially begun.

Now is the first stage, the auction of the treasures entrusted by everyone before.

After saying that, she waved her sleeves, and a mutton-fat jade bottle suddenly appeared on the table in front of her.

The first item, the high-grade spiritual elixir Shui Yuan Dan, has a starting price of 200 Daogong.

Two hundred and ten skills!

Two hundred and fifteen skills!

...

On the seats under the stage.

Zhang Jing reluctantly looked away, leaned back, and squeezed into the soft cushions without any intention of participating.

It's not that he doesn't like those things.

To be fair, Zhang Jing was very greedy for that bottle of Water Yuandan.

It's just that...the Taoist skills in his hands are really not enough.

He could only watch helplessly.

There are quite a few demon pills, and they are quite valuable.

Unfortunately, according to what the senior sister just introduced, only Taoist skills will be counted in the first session.

Zhang Jing unconsciously glanced at the senior brothers and sisters around him.

With hundreds or thousands of dollars at a time, these people are really rich!

Still answered that sentence.

Those who suffer from drought will die from drought, and those who suffer from waterlogging will die from waterlogging.

Now he can only hope that in the second stage, the purified demon pill and many talismans in his hand can be exchanged for something good.

Time passes slowly.

The bidding continues but is coming to an end.

Yellow Dragon Whip, a top-grade magic weapon of earth type, of extremely high quality. The starting price is two hundred and fifty Dao Gong.

The sound reached my ears.

Zhang Jing suddenly raised his head, his eyes firmly fixed on the yellow dragon whip that exuded a heavy aura on the stage.

If this treasure was integrated into the Five Treasures Spiritual River, how powerful would it be?

What if all the five magical artifacts are top-grade magical artifacts?

As long as you can sustain the consumption, it is very easy to defeat the late stage of Qi refining with your cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining.

At that time, the Five Treasures Spiritual River will be able to hide and appear.

To kill the white deer that has not yet completely entered the advanced stage of Qi refining, why not just pinch it with your hands?

But the next moment.

The exaggerated price directly shattered Zhang Jing's beautiful fantasy.

There are more than four hundred Taoist skills in one piece... I'd better make do with five medium-grade magic weapons first.

I can't afford it for the time being.

...

The last treasure, five cents of spiritual liquid, can help to concentrate and gather spirits, and greatly improve the success rate of making talismans and alchemy, as well as the efficiency of cultivation. The starting price is 400 Dao Gong.

As Liu Nanshu spoke, she slowly opened the jade bottle.

Suddenly, wisps of strange fragrance began to fill the air.

The whole scene fell silent.

Spiritual liquid is obtained from demons and is extremely rare and precious. Its efficacy is even more exaggerated than what Senior Sister Liu Nanshu said.

This is what these senior monks have been collecting and looking for.

To prepare for subsequent breakthroughs.

As for using it to make talismans and refine pills, it would be a complete waste.

But, why would anyone sell such precious spiritual fluid?

Most of the people present had a trace of confusion in their minds, but this question was instantly forgotten.

The stuff is there.

Why do you care so much?

Everyone started shouting wildly.

Five hundred skills!

Five hundred and thirty skills!

...

...

on the seat.

Zhang Jing leaned forward unconsciously, staring ahead without blinking, feeling the strange fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

The taste is somewhat familiar.

This thing...seems like I have it too!

The next moment, hold your breath.

Zhang Jing controlled his spiritual consciousness to explore the storage space, searching bit by bit.

Finally, around a scarlet millstone, he found the two jade bottles.

After repeated confirmation.

Zhang Jing finally determined that one of the jade bottles contained exactly the spirit liquid currently being auctioned, and there were enough of one or two of them!

Seven hundred skills!

Seven hundred and fifty Dao Kung!

The price shouting in the lobby has not stopped yet.

thump! thump!

Listening to the increasingly higher prices, Zhang Jing felt his heart jump directly into his throat.

One thousand one hundred Dao Kung!

When one of the seniors sitting in the front row raised his hand and shouted the price.

No one else answered.

The auction of spiritual liquid has finally settled!

Two thousand two hundred Daogong!

Zhang Jing held a crystal jade bottle tightly in his hand.

The effect of this spiritual liquid is far less than that of the mind's eye method and the red spirit light.

He has no use for it.

But it can be sold.