You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 625: The Weapon Spirit Villain

After taking the picture of the sixth-grade Seated Buddha Lotus spirit seed, Lu Xuan did not pay attention to other treasures. He quietly came behind the light curtain and took the spirit seed from the hand of an alchemy-forming monk from the Hailou Merchant Guild.

 “Obtained another sixth-grade rare spiritual seed.”

He looked at the innocent little novice monk’s shadow inside the spiritual seed and chuckled.

There are only a few kinds of sixth-grade spiritual plants in the Lingtian, and each one is extremely difficult to obtain. Lu Xuan is extremely satisfied to be able to add a new variety, a rare spiritual plant related to Buddhism.

 After receiving the spiritual seed, he quietly returned to the group of monks.

This auction has begun to enter the final stage.

The last few treasures were all in the seventh grade, causing the dozen or so Nascent Soul Masters and many Jiedan Masters present to grab them frantically.

Lu Xuan just watched quietly from the side.

 There were no spiritual seeds among the seventh-grade treasures. Although he longed for them, it was not very strong.

Even if he is a seventh-grade spiritual species, with the spiritual stones he currently possesses, it is estimated that it will be difficult to compete with those pill-forming Yuanying monks.

Instead, he is a three-foot-tall man with a weird shape, with a pointed head, and his body gradually becomes more rounded as he goes down. At first glance, he thought it was a pagoda with smooth lines, giving people a cute feeling.

The gentle middle-aged monk finally said with unfinished meaning.

“Although it is not stated clearly, everyone knows that the Chamber of Commerce Treasure Tower is a high-level magic weapon and has already cultivated a weapon spirit.”

“Congratulations to all the seniors and fellow Taoists who have obtained the treasures of their dreams. As for the fellow Taoists who missed the treasures, don’t be disappointed. There will definitely be more and rarer treasures in the next auction, and you will definitely come home with a full load.”

 The gentle middle-aged voice reached the ears of all the monks present.

The little tool spirit's voice was childish, but his tone was a bit old-fashioned, and he spoke slowly.

“Master Qi Ling is playful and wants to play a little game with you. If you are interested, you can participate and you may get a rare treasure.”

"Fellow Taoists, I am a guest. I would like to give you three rare treasures as a gift in return. However, treasures can only be obtained by those who are destined. It depends on which of you has that fate."

After all, the little man in front of you is the spirit of a high-level magic weapon. In its body, several Nascent Soul Lords are probably no match for it.

 “I’ve met the seniors.”

“This Hailou Chamber of Commerce auction was a complete success!”

Unless he took out the fifth-grade and sixth-grade treasures on his body as collateral, Lu Xuan didn't have that idea for the time being. For the sake of his own life, he decided to wait until he broke through the core formation before taking out some fifth-grade treasures of little use.

 But all the monks present were respectful and did not dare to be presumptuous.

“There is a little game next. You are all inside the treasure building of the Hailou Chamber of Commerce.”

"Um."

First, more than ten Nascent Soul Lords, followed by more than 300 Alchemy Lords, and finally many Foundation Establishment monks, spontaneously greeted the villain in order.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of precious light shot out from the depths of the starry sky, and in an instant it came to the light curtain.

The little man nodded stiffly with his pointed head, and his two short arms were carried hard behind his back.

"The rules of the mini-game are very simple. The three treasures are all obtained from foreign lands. They are rare in this world. If anyone recognizes them, it belongs to them. Everyone has one chance. If any of the treasures are recognized by everyone, then There is no chance for the others behind. If you can roughly identify them, I will reward them according to the situation."

“However, one thing must be made clear in advance. If anyone comes to identify you without a clue and can’t tell anything, then be careful of me hitting you with my fist.”

 The pagoda man smiled mischievously. Immediately, with a wave of his short hand, three treasures appeared in front of everyone.

An uneven animal skin. The ancient animal skin seems to be stitched together from many parts. It is tightly closed. There seems to be something hidden inside. It is constantly changing. Occasionally, you can hear howls or roars.

A piece of ore the size of a fist. The ore is extremely magical. On the surface, one can clearly see the change of the four seasons. Sometimes it rains continuously in spring, sometimes the sun is blazing in the sky, sometimes the autumn wind is bleak, and sometimes it snows.

There is also a spirit seed the size of an egg, filled with black energy, with a delicate, small but extremely fierce evil ghost hovering above it.

 “There is indeed a spiritual seed!”

Lu Xuan was overjoyed. When the weapon spirit said that the treasure came from a foreign land, he had such a guess.

Those with exotic characteristics and suitable for gifting to monks are most likely to be various specialty cultivation resources, including spiritual seeds.

“You can use your spiritual sense to observe it, or you can get a little hands-on experience, but if you touch my treasure and you can’t tell how ugly it is, I will be angry!”

The pagoda man grinned and said, revealing the treasures in his mouth. He didn't know how many treasures were hidden.

After the three treasures appeared, many monks used their spiritual senses to explore them, recalling in their minds whether they had seen or heard anything similar somewhere.

 In less than half a moment, most of the foundation-building monks chose to give up. These monks were either from small families, small sects, or just casual cultivators. Their knowledge was relatively shallow and they had no clue at all.

If you try it rashly and can't tell anything, it may also cause the weapon spirit to be displeased, and then the gain will outweigh the loss.

 The remaining monks were all thinking deeply.

Among these people, they either have a strong background and have been exposed to a lot of cultivation knowledge since childhood, or they are powerful and have the ability to travel to all walks of life after forming the elixir. They may have seen and heard of these three treasures from somewhere.

 Of course, there are many who have both.

It is a pity that treasures that can be taken out by high-level magic weapon spirits will naturally not have ordinary origins. Even in foreign lands, they are extremely rare.

 After all, this treasure house loves to collect treasures by nature, so how could he be willing to give up his treasures to others so easily?

Lu Xuan was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai at this moment. With that special ability, he had absolute confidence in identifying the strange spiritual species hovering around the evil ghost, and he jumped out of the two categories of monks.

 It’s just that in front of so many Yuan Ying Zhenjun, it’s not good to be too popular.

Slowly, hesitation appeared on the faces of several pill-forming monks. They stepped forward to observe carefully and transmitted messages to the pagoda man one after another.

　　After hearing the guesses of the first few people, the pagoda villain bulged his pointed head and punched out several pill-forming monks.

Lu Xuan was surprised. With Master Jiedan's cultivation level, he was knocked back by a random punch from this little weapon spirit man.

 Fortunately, the weapon spirit didn't take it too seriously. The master Jiedan quickly returned to the crowd. There was no damage on his body, but his face was red and he looked a little worried.

 After all, with his strength in the alchemy realm, he is considered a powerful person in the world of practice, so it would be a disgrace to him in front of everyone.

However, after seeing the few Jiedan masters returning from behind, his expression immediately relaxed a lot.

 It is difficult to be embarrassed when one person is embarrassed, but it is easy to adapt to a group of people being embarrassed.

In the end, only one monk who was in the middle stage of alchemy formation was allowed to stay near the ore. It seemed that he must have guessed something, but he had not identified everything, otherwise the treasure would have belonged to him.

 (End of this chapter)