, at least it’s worth fifteen thousand spiritual stones.”

Maybe he realized that the buyer was a monk of the same rank. The tone of the old man in red robe could not be called indifferent, but it was definitely not enthusiastic.

"Hey, Ye has no intention of taking advantage of you."

Chen Ping blinked and said calmly: "I'll give you sixteen thousand."

"Lu said before that this thing is not for sale."

The old man surnamed Lu frowned, looked around, and explained in a low voice: "A month ago, Lu discovered a submarine spiritual vein in a sea area thousands of miles away from Xikou Island."

"There is a second-level Dzogchen demon beast entrenched in that sea spiritual vein. For some reason, Lu must get the flesh and blood of this demon."

"But I'm only at the late stage of foundation building. I can't defeat that monster alone."

"That's why Lu set up a stall in the market and invited colleagues to help me, and the rhizome of this spiritual grass is the reward. Fellow Daoist Ye is also in the late stage of foundation building, which barely meets my expectations."

After speaking smoothly and sincerely, the old man surnamed Lu regained his cool expression and waited patiently for Chen Ping's decision.

"Ye is not interested in hunting monsters in the sea, and he doesn't have the time."

Chen Ping shook his head and said lightly: "I can bid up to 20,000 spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Lu can do it."

"This thing is really not for sale, no matter how much you give it."

The old man surnamed Lu raised his eyelids and obviously hesitated for half a breath, but he still said decisively.

"What fellow Taoist sells are only rhizomes. Ye is very curious, where are the branches and leaves of this spiritual plant?"

Seemingly indifferent to the old man's rejection, Chen Ping pursed his lips and changed the subject.

The key to the essence of Qingfeng Longjicao lies in its branches and leaves. It is absolutely impossible to refine an auxiliary substance from just the rhizome.

When he looked at the crack in the rhizome, it looked like it had been broken off abruptly.

I think the branches and leaves of this herb should be in the hands of an old man named Lu or someone else.

Although Qingfeng Longjicao is a third-level elixir, it has been extremely difficult to find in the outside world for thousands of years. After finally finding a clue in the market, Chen Ping was not willing to simply interrupt the investigation.

He has planted a ray of spiritual consciousness in the body of Lu Zhuji. Unless this person hides in Xikoufang City, he will not be able to escape his questioning.

"Fellow Daoist Ye seems to have no sincerity, so let's let the transaction go. Lu is not in a hurry, and will wait slowly for the fellow daoist who is willing to help me kill the monster to appear."

The old man surnamed Lu did not answer his questions at all, and closed his eyes with a cold face.

"This thing is very important to me. Ye, just let you go. When will we set off?"

Chen Ping looked at the rhizome again and again with great reluctance. After struggling for a long time, Chen Ping finally made up his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has been so cheerful early in the morning, so Lu will not say bad words to you."

The old man surnamed Lu calmed down and said solemnly: "As soon as that monster dies, Lu will immediately offer the rhizome of the thousand-year-old spiritual grass with both hands."

"I hope fellow Taoist Lu will tell Ye the whereabouts of the branches and leaves of the spiritual grass later."

Chen Ping nodded slightly and said calmly.

At this moment, a few stalls away, a stall owner who had established the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment was carefully unfolding his consciousness to spy on the situation here.

"This is an additional condition. It depends on your performance, Lu."

The old man surnamed Lu said vaguely, and with a wave of his hand, he put the few exhibits into the storage ring.

Then he nodded to Chen Ping, and the two left the hall in a tacit understanding, and walked out of the passage one after another.

"Hey, didn't this boy just enter the top floor of Fangshi for less than a quarter of an hour?"

After the two figures disappeared, the foundation guard on the left said strangely.

"Hey, didn't you see Lao Lu following him?"

Another Zhou family foundation builder laughed strangely and said sarcastically: "Tsk, tsk, Lao Lu's technique of catching big fish is becoming more and more sophisticated. I remember this is the third fellow Taoist who has followed him in a year."

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"You're so presumptuous, you dare to do such a bad thing in our Zhou family's market."

Zhuji, who spoke first, had a cold glint in his eyes and said angrily.

"As an outsider, brother, please don't worry too much. As long as he doesn't do anything blatantly in Xikou City, what does it have to do with the clan?"

The companion shook his head and said leisurely: "Also, brother, you may not know that the leader behind Lao Lu is Wang Daoyou, the top three Half-step Yuan Dan in this city, so we still turn a blind eye.

Just watch a show."

"With the strength of fellow Daoist Wang, there is absolutely no chance of survival through ordinary foundation building."

"My pity for that new Taoist friend who has worked so hard to cultivate to the advanced stage, but his path is cut off at our Xikou Island."

Just as he finished speaking, a purple-robed Taoist flew down, dragging the vines.

Upon seeing this, the two foundation builders of the Zhou family immediately stopped talking and greeted the visitors with smiles on their faces.

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Two days later.

On the top floor of Xikou City, in front of Lanyue Pavilion.

A thin monk with a yellow face was warmly received by the maid and went all the way to the box on the second floor.

After ordering several delicious and expensive delicacies, the maid's eyes flickered, hinting that she could stay and accompany her to the meal.

The yellow-faced monk waved his hand impatiently, and the maid immediately fell silent, closed the door and retreated.

"I have changed into a new set of clothes. It seems that the 500 Taoist robes made by Yun'er have not been used for a long time."

Lying on the bed, the yellow-faced monk thought secretly.

He rarely changes his robes.

If your clothes are dirty, you can use a dust removal technique to make them clean again.
Chapter completed!