th the authorities and bribe the mine supervisors, perhaps it would work. The only problem was that once they went out, he would still have to face the threat of Qian Dali.If one could obtain a magic...Pool Feng Town is an ancient town with a charming atmosphere, pavilions and towers. 。In the town of Chifeng, there are cultivators and ordinary mortals. 。After all, there are thousands upon thousands of disciples in Lingxiao Palace, spanning generations. 。There are always some mortals who do not have the talent for cultivating immortality. 。Or some disciples who have experienced worldly affairs, might encounter women from the common folk and bring them to a place not far from their palace gate to settle down. 。After the number age, a lot of people gathered here. 。developed into a sizable town 。Occasionally, cultivators passing by Lingxiao Palace would choose to rest here. 。There are some rogue cultivators who commit murder and steal treasures elsewhere, offending other sects. Since their spiritual beings can't be used openly and they can't go through official channels, they will go near other sects and choose to sell their spiritual beings privately. 。Especially since disciples from several major sects are passing through here, making Chifeng Town much more prosperous than usual. 。Lu XiaTian rode the spirit crane and landed in a nearby grove of trees. When he emerged, he was a man wearing a black hooded cloak, with a long scar across his face. 。He wandered through the streets of the town, walked down several alleys, and found the auction venue at the gate of a large courtyard. 。Two guards at the late stage of Qi refining stood at the door, and there was also an accountant. 。“Halt! No entry for the living” 。A cultivator at the gate stopped Lu Xiaodao. 。“I’m here to register for the auction. ” 。Lu Xia Tian's voice was hoarse. 。“Five spirit stones” 。The accountant smiled politely. 。Lu Xiaotian didn't waste any words and directly handed over the spirit stones. 。The clerk handed up a green jade token. "There is still an hour and a half before the auction begins, Daoist friend must enter before the auction starts, otherwise it will be invalid." 。"Understood" 。Lu Xia Tian directly paid with spirit stones. 。Taking advantage of the time I had, I strolled down the streets of town. The market stalls near Lingxiao Palace mainly sold items crafted by disciples of Lingxiao Palace: spirit artifacts, pills, and cultivated herbs of various kinds. 。This time, disciples from various sects gathered. Although their levels weren't very high, there were quite a few novel and interesting things. 。Lu Xia Tian looked at some of the stalls along the way, but he didn't see anything suitable. 。I felt a sudden urge to leave, but then I remembered that he had weapons in his possession, including a top-grade defensive artifact, the Bingsi Silk Armor. 。Of course, things that can be used by other Qi Refining cultivators are naturally out of reach. 。

But just when he felt there was nothing to see, he suddenly noticed an inconspicuous corner in the alley. An elderly woman with late-stage cultivation coughed, her stall displaying a book—the Hun Yuan Jing. Next to the Hun Yuan Jing were three black spirit plates

The old woman's display of items turned out to be surprisingly similar to those possessed by the black-robed elder. 。Lu Xia Tian walked closer and couldn't help but be startled. It turned out to be the introductory chapter of the Mixed Yuan Sutra for foundation building. 。“How much is this manual of martial arts” Lu Xia Tian walked to the old woman’s stall and asked. 。“No selling, only trading for pills, the kind that can help cultivators in the later stages of Qi refinement advance their cultivation.” 。20 vitality pills will suffice 。The old woman shook her head and said 。Lu Xiaotian frowned. Although the Hun Yuan Jing was a rare cultivation technique, he had already searched the library of Lingxiao Palace and couldn't find it. But as long as he could successfully build his foundation, he would naturally be able to obtain other foundation-building techniques in Lingxiao Palace. 。It only takes a portion of spirit stones, and the price isn't expensive. 。The medicinal pills were not absent from his grasp, but the old woman's request was rather peculiar. Logically speaking, for such a fringe cultivation technique, most people wouldn't choose it. 。Even if you sell spirit stones, you can still buy pills. 。Why go through all this trouble of requesting it with a spiritual elixir It only serves to turn away those who want to buy martial arts skills. 。However, the Xuan Yuan Jing was very important to him. Although Lu Xia Tian hesitated a little, he still took out a bottle of Wu Hua Dan and said, "Here are eight Wu Hua Dans" 。“Huahudan” A hint of surprise flashed across the old woman’s face. Most Qi-refining disciples used more common Yuanqi Dan. Anyone who could use Huahudan was undoubtedly from a powerful background, either a disciple from a cultivating sect's foundation building stage, or even a descendant of a Jindan family. 。

Seeing the old woman take the Uhuadan, Lu Xia Tian took the martial arts manual and turned to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, would you like to take a look at these scales Just a few Uhua Dans will do." 。The old woman called out to Lu Xiaodao from behind. 。"What use are these black scales" Lu Xia Tian stopped in his tracks and turned to ask. 。“I’m not entirely sure myself, but that’s what makes these scales so peculiar. These few pieces aren’t ordinary; they’re said to have come from an ancient cultivator’s site.” 。It must have its own unique aspects, but ordinary cultivators can't figure them out. 。The old woman chuckled and said, 。“Never mind, since ordinary monks can't understand it, there’s no need for me to waste my time on such useless scales.” 。He already had a few scales in his hand, and he couldn't figure out what they were. 。The foundation-building elder I met in the Library Hall also had a few, even foundation-building cultivators couldn't figure them out. Now that I have them, they're not very useful. 。And this old woman didn't seem quite right either, she didn't want to attract too much trouble. 。After finishing his words, Lu XiaTian left directly. 。“Second sister, is there something strange about this person” Just as Lu Xiaoxiao left, three cultivators appeared in the alley. One of them, an old man with a hooked nose, asked gloomily. 。"This person is extremely cautious. When he bought the Huanyuan Sutra just now, he clearly glanced at these scales several times " 。I wouldn't dare to be certain, but being able to offer the Wuhuedan as a bargaining chip suggests he's quite wealthy. Just based on the medicinal pills he wears, it's worth investigating further. 。If we could get other copies of the Mixed Yuan Jing from him, that would be a huge score. 。The map we're wearing now is part of the second layer of the secret realm. It's a place only Foundation Establishment cultivators go to, so it's completely useless for us. 。Only after obtaining the Qi Refinement-level martial arts and the map, might it be possible to enter it and find the Foundation Establishment Pill. 。The old woman hummed, “Kill wrong, never let go” 。The Hun Yuan Jing Gong is such a heretical method, ordinary people wouldn't even choose it. 。"If he hadn't practiced before, how could he have chosen this set of martial arts for no reason"

"Second sister is right, killing the wrong and not letting go, it's rare for this person to be alone..." 。After we leave the town, let's find a chance to take him down. 。Another man, a short middle-aged man, nodded. 。“Well then, Third Brother, you’re good at tracking. Follow this person and leave a mark, while my Second Sister and Fourth Brother follow close behind.” 。The eagle-nosed old man immediately made a decision and addressed the blue-clad middle-aged man who had been silent all along. 。The man in green, after a slight nod, followed Lu Xiaotian's direction with light and agile steps. 。After walking and stopping for almost an hour, Lu Xiaotian handed a jade plaque to the guard and entered the courtyard where the auction was held. 。The middle-aged man in black chuckled to himself, "He actually went to the auction Looks like a fat sheep indeed." 。e. Viewed from afar, it was like seeing flowers through the mist; let alone observing the tribulation, even individual figures were invisible, only faint shadows within.Many cultivators at the Golden...