Mortal Seeking Immortal

There is a row of various masks hanging at the door of the hut. Every time a monk comes in, he wears a mask and returns the mask when he goes out.

Ye Zhou came to the entrance and put on a tiger face mask like the monks who came in and out.

The moment the mask was put on, Ye Zhou felt a hazy aura envelope him. His original aura and cultivation had been blocked. It seems that some kind of magic circle was engraved on this mask.

Then Ye Zhou walked past again and then opened the door and entered an empty cabin.

The hut was not big, and it was dark inside, with only a wooden table and two chairs.

Ye Zhou saw an old man wearing a green cloth gown sitting behind the table looking at him expressionlessly.

The old man asked in a hoarse voice: "I wonder, guest, do you want to sell items or buy items?"

"It turns out that this is also a place for transactions, but the privacy is relatively better than the market outside."

Ye Zhou thought that he happened to have a lot of old spiritual grass in his hand that was not needed for the time being. This thing was not easy to get rid of in the Blood Spirit Sect and could easily arouse suspicion and expose the secret of the little gourd. Only a few people here knew about the Blood Spirit Sect, and There is no one who is familiar with him at all, so he can just exchange it for some spiritual stones.

Spiritual stones are the hard currency in the cultivation world, no matter how many Ye Zhou has, he will not disdain him.

Ye Zhou came to the table and sat down. He contracted his throat muscles and changed his voice. He asked in the voice of a male in his twenties, "I wonder if you buy old spiritual herbs here?"

The old man was slightly startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at Ye Zhou a few more times.

High-aged spiritual herbs, generally referring to those that are over 200 years old, are very rare. Many casual cultivators will risk their lives to fight each other for this kind of spiritual herbs, which shows how precious it is.

The old man's voice rose a little, and he slowly explained: "The guests don't know. We don't trade items directly here. We only register the items for sale and then release the news. If any buyers come to inquire, we will notify the sellers. Come and trade.”

Ye Zhou nodded: "That's it."

The old man asked again: "I wonder what spiritual herbs you want to sell?"

Ye Zhou picked out three crudely made wooden boxes from his storage bag and threw them on the table. Some of them were the leftover spiritual herbs for refining Huangyundan. They were of little use to him who was currently running out of pills. .

The old man casually took the box and was about to open it when he suddenly let out a soft moan and his cloudy eyes seemed to light up.

The old man looked at the wooden box in his hand in disbelief, and immediately stood up and said excitedly: "This, this, is at least four to five hundred years old spiritual grass!"

He couldn't help but take another deep breath, and a strong scent of spiritual grass penetrated into his nose, which made the old man feel refreshed, and his face suddenly became ecstatic.

Ye Zhou said: "Please register, sir."

The old man shook his head quickly and said in a more respectful tone: "Please wait a moment while I check the exact year of the spiritual grass."

After saying that, the old man opened the wooden box, and a very fresh and well-preserved spiritual grass was lying quietly in the wooden box.

The old man's hands were trembling slightly: "Sure enough, it is a spiritual herb that is five hundred years old. It is so rare. I have never seen it more than once in my ninety years of life!"

Next, the old man was seen carefully inspecting the spiritual grass. After confirming that it was a five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass of excellent quality, the old man carefully covered the wooden box and put it back on the table.

"Identification completed, 500-year-old yellow stone grass!"

After speaking, the old man moved his eyes to the other two wooden boxes of the same style, and asked with some excitement: "Does the guest want to sell three spiritual herbs at once?"

Ye Zhou nodded.

With the example just now, the old man carefully opened the remaining two wooden boxes this time. Although he was mentally prepared, after taking a look, he still couldn't help but exclaimed: "Two 500-year-old plants." A portion of yellow stone grass?”

No wonder he was so surprised. Old spiritual herbs are rare in the world. Most of them fall into the hands of the Immortal Sect. Only a very small number of spiritual herbs are accidentally obtained by traveling casual cultivators.

Unexpectedly, he saw three identical old-year spiritual grasses at the same time today, and these three yellow stone grasses were all very fresh. From this, he inferred that these three spiritual grasses should have been collected at the same time.

Thinking of this, the old man glanced at Ye Zhou in surprise. What kind of luck did this man have to encounter three 500-year-old yellow grass at the same time? !

The old man gently put down the wooden box in his hand, hurriedly opened the thick booklet placed aside, and carefully registered the information of the three yellow stone grasses on it with a pen.

While registering, the old man asked: "Guest, your three 500-year-old yellow stone grasses are estimated to be worth at least 200 low-grade spiritual stones each. Do you want to exchange them for spiritual stones or something else?"

Ye Zhou pondered for a moment and then said: "Change the spirit stone."

The six hundred spiritual stones can only be exchanged for ordinary high-grade Qi-training magic weapons. Now Ye Zhou already has many magic weapons on his body, and there is no shortage of ordinary magic weapons. It is better to exchange some spiritual stones with him, which can also be used in the Blood Spirit Sect. With.

Although he could also make alchemy in exchange for spiritual stones, it took too much time to make alchemy. If he hadn't used it to improve his alchemy skills, he would never have wasted his precious training time.

If you cannot achieve foundation building, you will all be ants in the world of immortal cultivation.

Ever since Ye Zhou was completely controlled by the mysterious woman with a wave of his hand, it can be seen that he was forced to swallow the poison pill.

Now that Ye Zhou has almost mastered the alchemy skills, he will naturally spend less time on alchemy in the future.

Ordinary cultivators would definitely choose to barter. Only the young masters of the immortal cultivation families with a history of hundreds of years, who have never lacked magic tools and elixirs since childhood, would choose a large number of spirit stones.

The old man also classified Ye Zhou as one of these people, and looked at Ye Zhou with more respect.

After recording Ye Zhou's request in the book, he took out a sound transmission note from the box placed next to the wooden table, handed it to Ye Zhou and said: "Guest, your three 500-year-old Huangshi grass have been registered. Please keep this sound transmission note. If there is a buyer who wants to buy your Huangshi grass, we will contact you through this sound transmission note."

"Then this mask..."

Ye Zhou has always been cautious. Now that he has revealed his windfall, if he doesn't have a mask, he is worried that the risk of being exposed will increase.

The old man smiled and said, "This mask is a low-grade Qi training magic weapon made by Mr. Xu. It can prevent the consciousness of the eleventh-level Qi training cultivator from invading. If the customer likes it, thirty spirit stones can be bought."

Ye Zhou took the sound transmission talisman, put away the three yellow stone grass on the table, and immediately took out thirty spirit stones and handed them to the old man.

"Don't leave too far. Such a popular spirit grass should soon welcome a buyer."

Ye Zhou nodded, left the hut, and returned along the way.

Now, he still has an important thing to do, which is to find a place that is safe and confidential enough to verify the mysterious wooden bead!