Huang Xiuyun is currently on the seventh level of Qi Refining, and there are some wine bottles placed on the stall.
Shen Long never expected that Huang Xiuyun would also arrive at Yunmeng Mountain. It seemed that the Immortal Ascension Conference attracted many Qi Refining practitioners.
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to buy spiritual wine? There are spiritual wines for improving mana and restoring mana."
Huang Xiuyun said enthusiastically.
Chen Li took her to Yunmeng Mountain, hoping that she could join a big force and have a better future.
"Huang Fairy, is there any aphrodisiac wine?"
A rough male voice sounded.
Huang Xiuyun looked towards the source of the sound and saw a man in a yellow shirt with a beard on his face. The man was carrying a long yellow knife and there were some brown blood stains on his clothes.
"Su Xiong, if you want it, buy it. If you don't buy it, don't cause trouble."
A gentle-looking young man in white said.
Su Xiong glared at the young man in white and said sarcastically: "Li Xiao, it's none of your business that I talked to Fairy Huang. Fairy Huang is not anyone like you."
"I can't stand how you behave, can't you?"
Li Xiao retorted.
"I only have the spiritual wine that restores and improves my mana, nothing else."
Huang Xiuyun quickly smoothed things over.
Su Xiong is the captain of a demon hunting team and has the ninth level of Qi refining. Huang Xiuyun cannot afford to offend him. Li Xiao is a casual cultivator and only has the seventh level of Qi refining. He is not afraid of Su Xiong.
Su Xiong snorted coldly, said nothing, and strode away.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Li."
Huang Xiuyun thanked her.
"It's okay. In Fangshi, he doesn't dare to do anything random."
Li Xiao comforted.
Shen Long ignored it and strode away, wandering around.
He saw a lot of good things, but he didn't buy them. He just increased his knowledge and broadened his horizons.
He walked around the square and returned to Juxianju.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, took out a Qi-nourishing pill and put it in his mouth.
The elixir melted immediately in his mouth, and a spiritual energy rose in his abdomen. He quickly refined it with his exercises.
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There is a nine-story golden attic with the three characters "Zifeng Pavilion" written on the plaque. The door is open and some monks are coming in and out.
This is a store opened by the Chu family, selling weapons.
On the ninth floor, Chu Wenbin and a rosy-faced old man in gold robes sat around a green tea table, drinking tea and chatting.
"It's been a waste of time, another useless clue."
Chu Wenbin sighed.
"It can't be said that the trip was in vain. At least it can be ruled out that this person is in Qingzhou. Our ancestors said that as long as we can find this person, no matter how high the price is, it will be worth it."
The old man in golden robe said.
Chutian Mountain, in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Many monks came to this Immortal Ascension Conference, and the Yang family brought many juniors here. It seems that the competition in this Immortal Ascension Conference is even more intense than the last time."
Chu Wenbin frowned and said.
The Xuanyang Sect may have a limit on the number of disciples it can recruit, and the number of disciples it recruits varies every year. The more monks who participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, the greater the competition.
"What are you afraid of? Yanran and the others are very good. It is not a problem to join the Xuanyang Sect. Whether they can go further depends on them individually."
Chu Tianshan said nonchalantly.
"That's true. I don't know how many good talents will appear in this Immortal Ascension Conference. In the last Immortal Ascension Conference, Xuanyang Sect received a Tianlinggen monk. As expected, it will not be a problem for this person to advance to the pill formation stage. "
Chu Wenbin's face was filled with envy.
There are only two clansmen with dual spiritual roots in the Chu family, who were trained as successors. There has never been a clansman with Tianling roots in the Chu family.
Chu Tianshan nodded and said: "Yes! The Immortal Ascension Conference is an opportunity for the five major forces to recruit disciples, and it is also an opportunity for us to collect good things. We hope to collect a few old elixirs."
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More than half a year passed quickly, Juxianju, a certain guest room.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his eyes slightly closed, and there were some blue light spots floating in the room.
As he inhaled and exhaled, blue light spots rushed toward his mouth and nose one after another, as if being guided.
Not long after, all the blue light spots poured into his body.
Shen Long opened his eyes and took a long breath.
"Eighth level of Qi refining!"
Shen Long's face was filled with joy. It took him almost four years to go from the seventh level of Qi Refining to the eighth level of Qi Refining. During this period, he took some Qi Nourishing Pills. If he just practiced hard, he would not be able to advance to the eighth level of Qi Refining.
In this way, Shen Long met the requirements for accepting a disciple.
People feel refreshed when happy events happen, so Shen Long took out the Spirit Royal Pagoda and injected it with magic power.
A strong suction force sucked him into the Spirit Control Tower. He stood next to the Spirit Control Pool. The Iron-tailed Scorpion hissed excitedly and kept waving a pair of giant pincers.
In the past six months, Shen Long has fed it two bottles of spirit-feeding pills. It is still in the middle of the first level, and raising spirit insects consumes too much spirit stone.
Think about it, if two bottles of spirit feeding pills can advance it to the late first level, it would be too easy to cultivate spirit insects.
Shen Long took out a blue jade bottle and inserted a magic formula. The blue jade bottle suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light, and its size surged, spurting out a blue glow. The blue glow dissipated, and there was a three-dimensional stripe on the ground. The blue spirit fish, which is about a foot long, is still jumping around.
The iron-tailed scorpion reacted quickly. Its tail stinger suddenly shook and turned into a gray-white line, hitting the blue spirit fish's head and clamping its body with its pincers.
The blue spirit fish did not die immediately. It struggled violently. The iron-tailed scorpion's tail stinger kept shaking, leaving many small blood holes on the blue spirit fish's head.
After a while, the blue spirit fish stopped moving.
The iron-tailed scorpion's giant claws easily cut through the belly of the blue spirit fish, tore off a large piece of flesh and stuffed it into its mouth.
The spirit-feeding pills were too expensive, costing twenty-seven spirit stones each. Shen Long had to save some money and buy him an early-stage first-order spirit fish every once in a while, which was still acceptable.
It didn't take long for the blue spirit fish to be eaten by the iron-tailed scorpion.
Shen Long exited the Yuling Pagoda, ate something, changed his appearance, left Juxianju, and started wandering on the street.
As the Ascension Conference approached, a large number of monks rushed to Yunmeng Mountain, making Yunmeng Mountain more prosperous. Some merchants took the opportunity to sell goods, and some forces held auctions and brought out many good things, attracting monks to participate in the bidding.
When passing a fork in the road, Shen Long frowned, and a young woman in a red dress came towards him.
"Li Yue, it's her!"
Shen Long frowned. Li Yue was from the Chen Xiong Demon Hunting Team, and Shen Long killed her brother.
They ambush Chen Xiong and others, but Li Yue escaped. Unexpectedly, she also came to Yunmeng Mountain.
Enemies are really on a narrow road now. Enemies and friends have all arrived at Yunmeng Mountain. I wonder if Qin Qing will come.
Shen Long's face was calm, and he almost passed by Li Yue.
After a cup of tea, Shen Long came to the Free Trade Plaza and took a walk.
There are a lot of small stalls here. The fee for setting up a stall is five spiritual stones a month. The rent is too expensive, and every inch of land is precious.
Shen Long walked around and took a look. Not long after, he stopped in front of a small stall. The owner of the stall was Ye Yutang. There were some first-order talismans and seals placed on the stall.