Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Hey, I got it!"

The little Taoist boy Yunxiu saw that they had all left after they had only been here for a while, so he had no choice but to agree and arrange for the envoys of Yuheng Villa to look after the formation flags and guard the camp for them.

Ye Ling and Zixuan strolled to the front of the mountain and saw that there were many monks setting up stalls here, but judging from their clothes and attire, they were basically casual cultivators, and there were very few children from cultivating immortal families who came to set up stalls and sell.

"The soul-eating dew grass only sells for six hundred spirit stones! There is also the Burning Heaven Ganoderma, which costs one thousand and five hundred spirit stones! This brother looks like he has a majestic weapon, an extraordinary appearance, and he knows the goods! Come and take a look at it!"

A middle-aged man wearing linen robes greeted someone warmly when he saw someone paying attention to the medicinal materials in his stall.

Ye Ling picked up the soul-eating dew grass, looked at it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, and asked: "Where did you pick this thing? Spiritual grass like this usually grows in the land of the underworld!"

With that said, Ye Ling took out six middle-grade spiritual stones and bought the soul-eating dew grass, but still looked at the stall owner with questioning eyes.

Seeing that the buyer was happy, the man in sackcloth coughed deeply for the sake of the spirit stone, and lowered his voice and said: "To be honest, our team was wandering down the mountain last night to see if there was a way up the mountain, and happened to catch a ghost. Xiu! These spiritual grasses and Ganoderma lucidum are all dug out of its wishful bag."

Ye Ling suddenly realized: "It turned out to be from the Netherworld Cave! This ghost cultivator is quite capable. The God has sealed the Netherworld Cave, but it can still escape?"

The man in linen clothes said mysteriously: "That's not the case! We have interrogated and found that this guy did not escape, but came from outside! According to him, he was a slave..."

At this point, the man in sackcloth began to recommend his Fentian Ganoderma to Ye Ling: "Since brother knows the goods, why not buy this Ganoderma?"

Zixuan saw that the stall owner was actually trying to hide his secrets, and said displeased: "Isn't it just that I have been ordered by the ghost general to see if there is any way to break the ban? He is even digging a hole under the mountain, planning to dig a way to the Netherworld Cave. The inner tunnel! Unfortunately, the seal of the God is unbreakable, and their efforts are destined to be in vain!"

The man in linen clothes was startled: "Were you also present when we caught ghosts last night? These little ghosts were indeed digging holes and tunnels, but we only caught one and the others ran away!"

Zixuan said leisurely: "You want to hide the little tricks of the ghost cultivators from us? Let me guess right! This Burning Sky Ganoderma, a thousand spiritual stones, no more!"

The man in sackcloth had no choice but to smile bitterly and nod in agreement: "Forget it, a thousand is a thousand!"

Ye Ling took out the spirit stone and asked, "Is the ghost cultivator who made the hole still there?"

The man in linen clothes looked eagerly and nodded repeatedly: "Yes! It was put into the treasure vase by our people. This is a rare treasure! Think about it, the Netherworld Cave will be opened soon. This ghost cultivator may know the path inside, which will be of great use! Brother, buy it Ghost? How about this number?”

As he spoke, the man in linen stretched out three fingers.

Zixuan heard that Master was just asking a casual question, just to interrogate the ghost cultivators, but this guy was so greedy for money that he even sold the captured ghost cultivators!

Zixuan frowned slightly and said, "Three hundred? Three thousand?"

"Thirty thousand spirit stones!" The man in linen clothes said seriously.

Zixuan pulled Ye Ling and left: "Master, let's go! A ghost actually wants thirty thousand spirit stones! It's too dark! Master, it doesn't matter if your soul flag doesn't accept this soul. There are many like this in the Netherworld Cave. , ghosts are everywhere!”

The man in sackcloth immediately became anxious and hurriedly caught up with him. He also introduced: "It's not an ordinary ghost, it's a golden elixir ghost cultivator! If our team hadn't worked together to fight, we wouldn't have been able to capture it! If it were used in soul flags, it would be terrible. It’s an excellent weapon! Twenty thousand spirit stones! What do you think?”

Ye Ling nodded: "Deal! But I have to see if this golden elixir ghost is of use? It won't be beaten into a residual soul, right? Otherwise, the price will be halved!"

The man in sackcloth slapped his chest and said, "Don't worry, brother, he's still alive and kicking! He's not hurt at all."