Mortal's journey to immortality

Just as Wang Lu was returning to the inner city, a voice called him.

The "three words" of the Foundation Establishment Pill made him have to stop. Now all he could think about was how to get a Foundation Establishment Pill. How could he stop?

Wang Wang looked at this man with shrewd eyes calmly and said, "I don't know what you mean by this?"

"I, Xiong Canzhi, work for Master Chen Yang, one of the three great masters of the Dream Sect. I have an opportunity, and I have to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Young master is the son of Chen Zhu, the deputy head of the Dream Sect. If everything comes to pass, I will grant you a foundation-building pill to my fellow Taoist."

After saying that, Xiong Canzhi crossed his arms, looking like he didn't believe you wouldn't agree.

After hearing this, Wang Lu did not answer him immediately. He thought the matter would not be so simple.

The Dream Sect is a popular large-scale sect in the southern part of the Western Desert. It is one of the seven sects of good and evil in the southern part of the Western Desert.

The son of the deputy head has such a high status that even some of the powerful elders in the sect have to give him a thumbs-down.

How could such a powerful sect and such a person of such status need the ninth level of Qi Refining to do things for him, and also provide him with the foundation-building pill that everyone is fighting for? Thinking about it, it feels weird and abnormal.

Wang Lu replied: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist, but can you tell me what happened and what I need to do?"

Xiong Canzhi said with a smile: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, fellow Taoist, there will be no store like this in this village. I can tell you that although you are not the only one who is working together, the master has prepared ten items for you." Two foundation-building pills. I can't say much else to you, unless fellow Taoist friends are willing to join the young master's team. As the saying goes, wealth is found in danger, and the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. Please consider carefully. This is my communication talisman. In half a year, the mission will begin. , if fellow Taoist changes his mind, you can summon me."

As Xiong Canzhi left, Wang Lu returned to the inner city, put on a cloak that concealed his aura, and came to an inconspicuous bungalow.

Wang Lu knocked the door knocker several times rhythmically and waited for about ten breaths. The person who opened the door was a lean man in the middle stage of Qi refining. He raised his hand and said to him: "Fellow Taoist, please verify your identity."

Wang Lu took out an exquisite token engraved with an unknown material of the golden luan that his master had given him before he died. The man pinched a magic key and placed it on the token, and a lifelike golden luan phantom appeared on the token. .

The man nodded slightly, handed back the token, and respectfully asked Wang Lu to follow him in.

Behind the door, there is a pond of more than an acre. The pond is full of lush lotus flowers, which are blooming lively. A small four-corner pavilion stands in the middle of the pond, with a wooden bridge connected to both sides.

The two walked onto the wooden bridge and came to the middle of the pavilion. The man reached out and pressed the left eye of a tiger carved on one of the pavilion pillars.

"Click" and "click" sounds came out, and an tunnel entrance slowly opened in the center of the pavilion.

They walked two feet down the tunnel, and the terrain gradually leveled off. After walking another five feet, the man made a sign of "please" to the king's road behind him.

Wang Lu took out his token and input his magic power. A golden halo rose up and surrounded him, and he was immersed in the stone wall directly in front of him like water.

The man looked at Wang Lu's disappearing figure and couldn't help but feel envious in his eyes.

Wang Lu came to a stone room with a radius of about ten feet.

The stone chamber is square in shape, with six rows of seats, each with six positions. At this time, there are about ten people sitting scattered on the seats.

Seeing someone arriving, they looked at the newcomer with different expressions.

Directly in front of the stone chamber, an auction table seven feet wide and two feet long was placed on a platform slightly higher than the ground. However, there was no one behind the auction table.

Wang Lu ignored the gazes of others and found a seat in the back row with a dull expression, secretly looking at the underground trading place called Jinluan that his master had mentioned to him.

Jinluan Market holds an underground transaction every ten years on this day. Because it involves everyone's privacy, almost everyone here wears a cloak or mask that can block the inspection of spiritual consciousness to cover up people's eyes and ears.

As for the organizer of the Jinluan Field, according to Master, it was initiated by the Yinluanxuan organization, the most mysterious organization in the world of immortality.

At the same time, people who come to participate in underground transactions, regardless of their identity and status, must abide by the rules of the Jinluan Field, otherwise they will be hacked and killed on the spot. Many bloody facts have proven the consequences of those who do not abide by the rules.

Jinluan underground trading, as long as the transaction is successful, the organizer will take a 5% commission from it. Not only can they ensure the safety of the monks here, but they can also ensure that when you walk out of this room, the Jinluan order on your body will be randomly placed. Everyone is teleported to the inner city a hundred miles away from the trading place, which is extremely safe.

Within two hours, more than ten people came one after another.

Everyone here has different auras, some are full of murderous aura, some are threatening, some are sinister, some have dark auras, some are shocking, and so on, they are all masters.

With the sound of "dang", everyone's hearts trembled.

The stone wall in front opened, and an old man with gray beard and hair came out wearing a golden mask.

"Only recognize tokens, not people. Anyone who violates the rules of this game will be killed on the spot, and the transaction begins."

The old man said nothing, and his deep voice echoed around the stone chamber.

However, Wang Lu felt that the old man glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Old rule, starting from this association, I will make suggestions."

After the old man finished speaking, he pulled off a storage bag from his waist and took out three items and placed them on the auction table.

With a "hiss" sound, when they saw these three objects, the other twenty people unanimously let out a surprised expression.

Wang Lu looked at the three treasures without knowing why: an orange-red spirit flower, a clump of light green flames, and an unknown piece of metal that was about a foot long and glowing with red light.

"I want that Tian Xin Orchid. How can I exchange it for it?"

A man wearing a snake mask stood up.

"How much is that green light flame worth?"

A middle-aged man in a black cloak asked in a deep voice.

"It turns out to be Tian Xinlan. No matter what the cost, I will bring it back."

A man in a scar mask is rich and powerful.

At the same time, the words "Tian Xin Lan" and "Green Light Flame" came one after another in the room, but no one mentioned the unknown piece of metal.

Seeing so many people wanting Tian Xin Lan and Lu Qian Yan, the old man couldn't help stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Everyone knows the rules. It's not who has the final say. Tian Xin Lan will be exchanged for a spiritual crystal. As for Lu Qian Yan, he will take out ten bottles of ten thousand yuan." Nian Ling Ru, take it away directly."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the trading place suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Excuse me, friend, are there any other spiritual materials available?"

A woman covered with a piece of green gauze sitting on the edge of the fifth row said.

"After such a long time, no fellow Taoist has spoken. It seems that we can only settle for the next best thing. Tian Xinlan uses spirit stones to bid, but the spirit stones must be of the highest quality. Green Qianyan's remains unchanged."

The old man finished speaking.

"Five hundred top-quality spiritual stones!" The snake man shouted.

"Hmph, I want to get Tian Xin Lan for five hundred top-quality spiritual stones. I'm just wishful thinking. Six hundred." The scarred man said.

"one thousand."

"One thousand and five."

"Five thousand."

"Ten thousand."

As the two quoted prices, the prices fluctuated one after another and were shouted out by the cultivators present.

"Fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

A loud roar echoed in the stone room, instantly shocking everyone. They couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the man in the middle seat wearing a sparrow mask.

"Fifty thousand once, fifty thousand twice, fifty thousand three times! Congratulations to this fellow Taoist for obtaining the Tianxin Orchid, which is said to be one of the top ten rare flowers that can solve the mystery of the soul."

"What, it's comparable to the top ten rare flowers. I'll give you 80,000 top-quality spiritual stones."

A monk wearing a tiger head mask stood up with a roar and was about to move forward to snatch it.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came out of the old man Jinluan's nose. The tiger-faced monk suddenly woke up and sat down immediately, with cold sweat breaking out on his face.

"Treasures belong to those who are destined to live in them. If you don't develop a pair of piercing eyes, you can't blame others. It won't happen next time."

The old man's eyes were like arrows, as if he wanted to see through his mask, and he said coldly.

Although some people here realized it later and regretted it, the old man's words forced them to follow the rules. However, many people were secretly sizing up the man in the sparrow mask, waiting for the transaction to end to see if they would be the last one. That destined person.

Next, the woman wearing a green gauze painfully took out ten bottles of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk and exchanged them for the green light flame.

It is a relatively rare kind of spiritual flame that even old monsters in the transformation stage are extremely excited about. As long as it is warmed and cultivated properly, there is a slight chance that it will transform into the non-green fairy flame, one of the top ten famous fairy flames in the world of immortality.

No one asked about the red dim metal block.

However, everyone here is a hard-working person in the world of cultivating immortals. Don’t you understand that the first two spiritual materials are so precious, and the third one is bound to be even more precious. It’s just that everyone is waiting for what Old Jin Luan will say.

Sure enough, the old man seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and said: "This unknown piece of metal, according to the divination of our experts, should be a magic formula recorded on it. As for how to open it, this sect has experienced tens of thousands of years." I still haven’t found the answer to my research, so I’ll exchange it now, and the exchange condition is a top-grade heaven-level martial art, or a top-grade heaven-level magical power.”

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they heard the four words "high grade of heaven". The skills were divided into four levels: Xuan, Huang, Earth and Tian. Xuan was the lowest and Tian was the highest.

Each level is divided into four levels: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and top grade.

Only super sects have the highest level of heaven-level techniques. As for top-level sects, even many large sects don’t have them.

Someone here may be a member of a super sect who has practiced similar skills, but it is impossible to exchange them for a skill of unknown level and how to activate it, let alone betrayal. For the master to show his own martial arts, this is an absolute betrayal to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, and to be treasonous.

After a while, seeing that no one mentioned the metal, the old man Jinluan put it away and said: "Now, please fellow Taoists who need to exchange, come on stage one by one."

The first person to take the stage was the woman who had obtained the green light flame. She took out an ancient flying treasure, which was as exquisite as a sampan boat, and exchanged it for five bottles of Broken Infant Pill.

A stocky male cultivator wearing a turtle-shaped mask reached a deal with her, and the woman also paid two thousand high-grade spiritual stones to the old man Jinluan.

As soon as the deal was completed, she couldn't wait to leave.

Upon seeing this, the male cultivator in the sparrow mask gave up the subsequent transaction and left in a hurry like the female cultivator.

The trade fair is in full swing.

During this period, Wang Lu took advantage of the departure of several of them and quietly left the Jinluan Underground Trade Fair.