Upon hearing this, Hu Yizhi immediately scolded in a low voice, "Little deer, don't talk nonsense. The first-level monster is so precious, how can it be easily eaten!"

Lou Wanxiang waved his hand, smiled and turned to the old man in black and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo, a first-level monster egg that has not yet hatched needs to be replaced with a medium-level magic weapon. What price do you want to ask for?"

Isn’t it a bit high?”

Mo Junyue did not refute, and said with a smile, "If Brother Wanxiang is willing to exchange for a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, then I can add some more spiritual stones."

In the end, Lou Wanxiang exchanged a palm-sized mirror for the snake egg and several spiritual stones. When Liu Xiaolu saw this, he couldn't help but admire his identity as a weapon refiner.

After sighing in her heart, Liu Xiaolu lowered her head and looked at the green-chain snake egg that Lou Wanxiang thrust into her hand.

I saw that this snake egg was all white, much larger than ordinary eggs, with a pointed head and tail, but a round belly, which looked a bit special.

A first-level monster? I wonder what level of monster the crabs he ate on Bright Moon Peak were? Liu Xiaolu secretly wondered.

Speaking of which, it was not entirely because she was greedy, but because she tasted the sweetness after eating that monster crab, and then she had the idea of ​​eating the snake egg again.

Seeing that everyone's items had almost been exchanged, the old man in yellow shirt who had been sitting silently on the left side of Qingsong lay slowly walked to the venue and took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his arms.

He said, "Five coins of alfalfa spiritual tea can be exchanged for spiritual herbs and elixirs that enhance one's power or high-quality metallic attack weapons. You can only exchange them for money, but not sell them."

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion. The old man in red, Wu Peixiang, was the first to speak, "Friend Lu Dao, City Lord Wen is actually willing to trade his precious tea leaves?"

The old man in green robe on the side also said with a look of disbelief, "This alfalfa spirit tea has the effect of nourishing the soul and is very precious. The city lord has always regarded this tea as a treasure and never entertains guests easily, not to mention us Qi Refining monks.

Previously, the head of my family wanted to ask for some, but the city lord politely refused."

The old man in yellow shirt smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xu is joking. It's not that the city lord is stingy, but the yield of Sumeru alfalfa is very small. It only sprouts new leaves every ten years. So, you can only harvest a few taels of tea leaves each time."

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layman Qingsong twirled his beard, shook his head and said, "I heard that in a few months there will be a competition for the inner disciples of the Hedao Sect. I think City Lord Wen must have invested so much money this time for his precious grandson.

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Everyone suddenly realized that Wen Yuxuan, the grandson of Lord Wen, had joined the Hedao Sect ten years ago and became an inner disciple of the Hedao Sect. Now he is only in his early twenties, and I heard that he already has

The cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi refining.

And the few inner disciples who won the Hedao Sect's inner disciple competition a few months later would not only receive generous rewards, but also have the opportunity to join the sect of Elder Jindan in the Hedao Sect.

Hu Weiyi, who was wearing a white shirt, pondered for a while and then said, "Fellow Daoist Lu, I wonder if five bottles of golden marrow pills can be exchanged for these tea leaves? If it is feasible, I will personally deliver the pills to the city lord's mansion tomorrow."

The old man in yellow robe slightly nodded his head, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze to Lou Wanxiang on the other side.

Seeing this, Lou Wanxiang hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Friend Lu Dao, this ordinary high-grade magic weapon is okay, but the material of this high-grade metallic magic weapon is really hard to find. Although the spirit tea is good, Lou does not have the right one for the time being.

It seems that we can only miss out on such treasures because of the materials."

After hearing this, the old man in yellow shirt looked at Hu Weiyi again with some disappointment, and said, "Fellow Daoist Hu, although the golden marrow pill is very effective for Qi refining monks, the five bottles are missing. You

Let’s see if we can add two more bottles.”

Hu Weiyi frowned and said, "Although the Golden Marrow Pill is refined by our Hu family, the main component of it is golden bud grass. Our family only grows an acre of Golden Marrow Pill, which is refined every three years."

The disciples still don’t have enough. Even for the five bottles I just promised, I have to go back and report to the clan leader at night to get them in advance.”

The old man in yellow couldn't help but look a little ugly when he heard this, but he still said again without giving up, "Then you and I each give in, how about six bottles. Fellow Daoist Hu, you know that I am also working for the city leader. If I go back with too little, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain.

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Hu Weiyi showed a tangled look on his face. This spiritual tea can warm and nourish the soul, and the strengthening of the soul can be of great help when building the foundation. If nothing else, having this spiritual tea can help when building the foundation.

At the level of spiritual consciousness, your confidence will be much greater.

Although Hu Weiyi is already over sixty, there are not many who are over sixty. In just one or two years, the energy in his body has not been lost much. If he can get a foundation-building pill within a few years, he can successfully build the foundation.

There is still great hope.

But this golden marrow pill is already in short supply in the clan. Even with his current status of tenth level of Qi refining, he can only get less than ten bottles in a year. In addition, as he is getting older, it is no longer enough to rely on daily practice alone.

To maintain the consumption of essence in the body, if we do not regularly use elixirs to assist us, let alone build the foundation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to maintain the tenth level of Qi refining.

Just when Hu Weiyi looked troubled, Hu Ruxing beside him suddenly spoke.

"Grandpa Qi, there happens to be a bottle of Golden Marrow Pill here like Xing. You can take it and use it first." He smiled and took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Hu Weiyi's hand.

Another older boy in white standing next to Hu Weiyi heard this and his expression moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lips with a gloomy expression and said nothing.

Hu Weiyi was slightly startled, and was about to say something, but when the old man in yellow shirt saw this, he rushed to say, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, "This is enough, Lu would like to thank you for being your sworn brother."

As he spoke, he threw the wooden box in his hand over.

Hu Weiyi took the wooden box, glanced at Hu Ruxing next to him, threw the golden marrow pill in his hand to the old man in yellow shirt, and said, "I will personally deliver the remaining five bottles to your house tomorrow."

"It's easy to talk, I can trust Brother Hu." The old man in yellow shirt said with a smile.

At this point, all the old monks have exchanged the items they prepared, and the trade fair organized by the City Lord's Mansion and led by layman Qingsong has finally come to an end.

Several old monks chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Liu Xiaolu and Hu Yizhi did not follow Lou Wanxiang to Wanxiang Pavilion, but followed Hu Weiyi and his party directly back to Yuchuan.

There was no teleportation circle from Qingyu Valley to Yuchuan. For this trip, the Hu family sent a total of three carriages. Hu Yizhi and Hu Weiyi rode in one, while the remaining eight or nine young men took the remaining two carriages.

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Chapter completed!