Chapter 1321 Murderous Tenders
However, when they thought of the methods of the people in the room, greed flashed in everyone's eyes, and then quickly stopped.
No one dared to take action here, for fear of accidentally angering the other party and ending up with the same fate as the fat and round-faced monk before.
But the pair of rolling eyes were enough to show that everyone's thoughts were not completely settled.
In the thatched house, the hazy figure did not speak again.
After delivering the elixir, when someone mentioned the usefulness of Biluo Huangliang Dan, he immediately raised his hand and waved his sleeves.
Immediately, the door of the thatched cottage closed.
The mist rose in the room, and in the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared.
"Huh? Did you disappear again?"
Su Twelve had been paying attention to the situation of the thatched cottage, and when he saw that it became empty again, his pupils could not help but shrink, his eyes looking thoughtful.
Granny Yun came and went without a trace, and with her spiritual consciousness unable to leave her body, even he couldn't see the clues.
"Such a method, coupled with the fact that he can produce ancient elixirs such as Biluo Huangliang Dan, this person's cultivation level is at least Nascent Soul."
"However, there has been no spiritual power fluctuation from beginning to end, which is puzzling!"
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Su Twelve did not stay where he was, and immediately walked slowly towards the thatched cottage where the other party disappeared.
Although Biluo Huangliang Dan was precious, it did not have much appeal to him.
On the road of cultivating immortality, Su Twelve has always been firm in his determination and his state of mind has always been relatively stable.
On the contrary, the methods displayed by the mysterious Granny Yun made him even more certain that the opponent must have a considerable number of Heavenly Stones in his hands.
What we have to do now is to try to talk to them and conduct transactions. That is the top priority.
At the same time, the old man who learned about the magical effect of Biluo Huangliang Pill had a hardened expression on his face and hurriedly grabbed the pill bottle in front of him.
A talisman emitting a faint brilliance appeared in his hand. He hurriedly activated the talisman and left this place. \u003c
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He was not stupid. When he felt the eyes of everyone around him, he knew that he was in a critical situation.
However, just when he was holding the talisman tightly and planning to activate it.
The next second, the old man's pupils expanded, showing an expression of disbelief.
The cultivation level was still there, but no matter how he urged it, he found that he couldn't mobilize even half of it.
The meridians throughout the body, and even the qi sea in the Dantian, are filled with gray impurities, so much so that one's own true energy cannot function normally.
"Is this... the influence of the Jue Stone that day? It actually made me... unable to mobilize my true energy?"
After reacting, the old man's heart trembled, and big beads of sweat fell directly from his temples.
The inability to activate the true essence meant that not only was he unable to activate the talisman, it was even more difficult for him to fly with the sword.
But now, everyone around him is watching him with eager eyes, and his situation is not very optimistic.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the tension in his heart, the old man held the elixir bottle tightly in his arms. Then he cheered up, held his head high, pretended to be confident, and strode out of the village.
"Friend Daoist, wait!"
Just when the old man passed through the tomb and walked out of Xiaoshi Village, he heard a voice coming from behind him.
Then a figure appeared first, blocking the old man's way.
The person who came had a long face, a hooked nose, and a sinister and cold look in his eyes. He was clearly a Golden Core monk.
The aura around him contained a faint eerie chill, which made people shudder.
The cultivation state at the peak of Dzogchen in the Golden elixir stage is the strongest in the field, except for the giant Su Twelve in the Nascent Soul stage.
As soon as it appears, it will make other people's hearts flutter.
Sir, extinguished the restless thoughts in my heart.
"Huh? Senior, what do you mean...?" The old man forced himself to calm down and asked carefully.
But my heart sank directly to the bottom.
The thing I was most worried about finally happened.
The hook-nosed monk raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with an evil smile, and said calmly: "Nothing else, I just want to make a deal with my fellow Taoist."
The old man smiled coquettishly, "Senior is joking about the transaction. The junior is just building a foundation. How can he be qualified to trade with the senior?"
"Fellow Taoist, why should you be so modest? I think the green and yellow Liang Dan in your arms is very good and can be traded."
The hook-nosed monk raised his eyebrows and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the thatched cottage.
Seeing that nothing had changed inside, I was completely relieved.
"Of course, I won't let you suffer. These one hundred spirit stones are a considerable resource for you."
After saying that, the hook-nosed monk smiled and raised his hand to take out a simple storage bag.
Before the storage bag could be thrown out, the sinister gaze locked on the pill bottle containing Biluo Huangliang Dan in the old man's arms.
The old man became nervous and subconsciously took a step back.
Before he could speak, another loud voice sounded, "Song Laoliu, you are really evil-minded. You only want someone else's Biluo Huangliang Pill with only a hundred low-grade spiritual stones?"
Another monk with thick eyebrows and beards, tall and tall, wearing animal skins and a pig-killing knife on his waist came forward.
This monk's whole body exuded a strong aura, and there was even a thick evil aura permeating the air.
They are both at the Golden Core stage of Dzogchen. Although they have not reached their peak, the aura of cultivation they exude is obviously on par with this hook-nosed monk.
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you? Zhang Feihu, the bloody butcher? "
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I targeted this Biluohuangliangdan first. The transaction has not been completed yet, so it's unethical for you to interfere with it, isn't it?"
The aquiline-nosed monk crossed his hands across his chest. As he spoke, he clasped a blood-red Maoyou hairpin secretly in his palms and quietly activated his true energy to inject it into it.
"Trade? You can't even say this! What's the difference between your behavior and forced buying and selling?"
"When it comes to transactions, we should pay attention to the word fairness. With your state of mind, let alone whether you can succeed in overcoming the tribulation, even if you succeed, there will be problems in your future cultivation!"
"Even if you get this Biluohuangliang Dan, I'm afraid it will just be a waste."
Zhang Feihu, a monk with thick eyebrows and beards, raised his voice and made a loud voice.
The words were filled with disdain and ridicule.
"Zhang Feihu, you... are you looking for death?"
The aquiline-nosed monk's eyes turned cold, and the aura around him became cold. The aura of the golden elixir stage Dzogchen peak cultivation was released at this moment, turning into invisible pressure to force Zhang Feihu away.
"Want to take action? If I were afraid of you, my surname would not be Zhang!"
Zhang Feihu frowned and pulled out the butcher's knife from his waist.
The knife didn't look good, but it was as black as ink, with a few streaks of dark red blood.
It was actually very spiritual and mixed with a strong evil spirit.
As soon as it appeared, the place was filled with a mind-blowing smell of blood.
"Huh? A third-grade magic weapon? You...you actually refined this treasure into a third-grade magic weapon?" The hook-nosed monk's face darkened, and two fearful glances flashed across his eyes.
The gap between the two people's cultivation realm is not too big. Now that the other party holds this third-grade magic weapon, facing each other head-on, his little advantage in cultivation is gone.
