Chapter 281 Four Elephants Teahouse

"Senior, I've been waiting for a long time. These are two top-quality magical instruments collected by our store. One is called 'Fire Refining' and the other is called 'Confused Heart Bell'. Please take a look."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he opened the first jade box, which contained a red copper pot. From time to time, flames shot out from the mouth of the pot, exploding into a small firework in the air.

"This molten fire is made by our sect's predecessors from the essence of thousands of years of fire. It is engraved with the four runes of 'burning', 'endless', 'bone attached', and 'eternal burning'. It can spit out water that cannot be extinguished. Once the flames stick, they can never be removed."

After the shopkeeper finished the introduction, he opened the second jade box. This time, lying inside was a small clock tied by pink silk.

"This confusing heart clock is a top-quality magic weapon purchased by our shop at a high price a few years ago. It is engraved with the four runes of 'phantom sound', 'dizziness', 'psychedelic' and 'blinding'. It can emit extremely harsh sounds when used. The bell rings, causing the opponent to temporarily lose vision and fall into dizziness.”

Yuan Ming frowned slightly as he listened to the shopkeeper's introduction.

Although these two top-quality magic weapons are quite powerful, the use of the former cannot distinguish between friend and foe, so there may be accidental injuries, and the function of the latter can be completely replaced by illusion, which is really useless.

When the shopkeeper saw Yuan Ming frowning, he smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that these two magical artifacts cannot meet the eyes of seniors. It's a pity that there are no other top-grade magical artifacts in our store. If senior wants to buy a suitable top-grade magical artifact, he can only Let’s try our luck at the auction.”

Yuan Ming sighed. The price premium in places like auctions was serious. Even if he came across a magic weapon that closed his eyes, he might not be able to get it with five thousand spirit stones.

But at this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly remembered something and asked: "If a top-quality magic weapon is refined here, what will the price be?"

"It is very difficult to refine the best magic weapons, and ordinary spiritual materials are not enough to carry four runes. If it is forcibly burned, the spiritual materials may be damaged and difficult to use. If this happens, our store will not be responsible. Please consider this carefully, senior," the shopkeeper reminded.

"What is the success rate of refining it if I bring the appropriate spiritual materials?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Probably only 10% to 20%," the shopkeeper said.

Yuan Ming immediately shook his head. Such a low success rate was probably no different from throwing the spiritual materials into the lake.

If this is the case, rather than letting others gamble, it is better for him to practice it himself.

Yuan Ming stopped talking about refining magic weapons, turned around and bought a few books related to weapon refining and runes, and left Chiliantang.

After he returned to his residence, he spent some time making some of the incense on the list.

After he rested for a moment and regained some energy, he suddenly took out the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, lit a stick of black incense, and inserted it into it.

The fragrant mist curled up, and Yuan Ming meditated on Sha Hao's appearance in his heart. Soon, the environment and other objects in front of him blurred, and when it became clear again, he appeared in a stone house.

At this time, Shahao seemed to be recovering from his injuries. He was surrounded by ordinary stone furniture, nothing special.

There were no windows in the stone house, and even the door was tightly closed. Yuan Ming was eager to find out where Sa Hao was, so he immediately used his soul seal to make Sa Hao get up and leave the stone house.

However, no matter how he used the soul seal, until the black incense burned out and the possession ended, there was no reaction from Shahao.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Ming frowned.

In order to find out where Sha Hao was, he specially made a high-quality black incense, using the incense ash obtained from the Zhenling Sect. The soul mark he displayed was of no use to Sha Hao, a foundation-building monk. ?

Or is it that the effect of soul seal is invalid for soul cultivation?

Yuan Ming lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and decided to wait seven days and try again. If the soul mark still had no effect, he could only practice hard with water and pray that when he was possessed, he would happen to catch up with the scene of Sha Hao going out.

In any case, Sha Hao knew his identity as a soul cultivator, and with every extra day he lived, Yuan Ming would have more chances of being exposed.

In addition to being possessed every seven days, he must find other ways to find out the whereabouts of Shahao.

…

Sixiang Tea House is located on the east side of the lake in the city.

The five-foot-high building is entirely light blue and painted with water waves. Its main entrance faces the lake. There are eight panes on the left and right sides from bottom to top. They are all made of interlaced spiritual wood with carved patterns and are inlaid with colored glaze. , the shadow of the lake is reflected in the light of the pearl. From a distance, the water pattern on the building is rippling. It does not look like it is standing on the ground, but rather like a fairy pavilion in the lake.

As Yuan Ming walked through the main entrance, he looked up and saw several coral rockeries, dotted with jade pillars and seashells. Blue light and shadow spread across every corner of the building, and there were even many phantoms of swimming fish swimming among the corals. It was as if I had really arrived at the Dragon Palace under the sea.

Yuan Ming was a little surprised when he saw such a scene. While he was watching, he saw a beautiful woman wearing dragon horns walking over.

"Welcome to the Immortal." The woman bowed slightly, and as she moved, her white and blue dress fluttered slightly, as if she was underwater.

"Your decorations are quite impressive." Yuan Ming could tell at a glance that the horns on the woman's head were just decorations, but he was surprised that even the maids were dressed like this.

"Thank you for your compliment, the Immortal. The theme of this building's magic array for the month is Dragon Palace in the Sea. If the Immortal likes it, you can go to the counter and spend a spirit stone to vote." The maid said with a smile.

"Oh? What is this vote for?" Yuan Ming was curious.

"Our store changes its theme every month, and the specific arrangements are determined based on the votes of the immortals." The maid explained calmly.

Yuan Ming smiled slightly after hearing this. It seemed that casting a vote only cost one spirit stone. But if you really cast a vote, the cost would only go up as you compete with each other. Moreover, if the scene you like becomes the theme, there is only one month left, so how can voters not come more often?

"Shangxian, please follow me. I will take you upstairs to have tea and rest." The maid turned around and made a gesture of invitation.

Under her guidance, Yuan Ming came to a small house of four feet square.

The whole house was made of wood, with only three walls. There was a picture of fish swimming in the water on each of the left and right sides. On the wall facing the entrance, there was an unknown magic circle with five depressions on it. Judging from the size and shape, it seemed to be used to place spirit stones.

The maid took Yuan Ming into the house, and then pulled out the wooden grille door hidden at the entrance and closed it.

"Sir, this is a spiritual ladder specially built by the master hired by this building. You only need to put the corresponding number of spiritual stones in the formation, and you can go to different floors by yourself."

Hearing this, Yuan Ming was a little curious. This should be a teleportation formation, so he took out two spiritual stones and put them into the depression.

Then, he heard a "click" sound, and the entire formation suddenly lit up, and the spiritual ladder also rose, and soon reached the second floor.

However, during the operation of the spiritual ladder, Yuan Ming found that the formation on the wall seemed to play only a symbolic role, and the spiritual stones put into it were not consumed. There should be something else to make the spiritual ladder operate.

Yuan Ming looked outside and scanned the second floor. He saw that all the people sitting inside were Qi-refining monks, and the utensils and decorations used were not luxurious. He immediately understood.

The so-called placing spiritual stones to reach the corresponding floor is actually just a name for charging an entrance fee. The treatment for paying two spiritual stones must be completely different from that for paying five spiritual stones.

After Yuan Ming figured out the joints, he took out three more spiritual stones and put them in various places of the magic circle.

The spiritual ladder slowly rose, and the scene at the entrance changed accordingly. Soon, Yuan Ming reached the fifth floor. Before he went out, there were bursts of drums, harps, and strings, accompanied by the spiritual incense smoke that made him calm and focused, floating into the spiritual ladder.

The maid opened the wooden lattice door of the spiritual ladder for Yuan Ming. He stepped out and looked to the left. He saw a high platform across the southeast corner. On it, several girls in pearly white long skirts danced to the music. On the side of the high platform, there were many men and women in similar clothes who were playing drums and harps, or playing harps and shengs. They were elegant and melodious, and people couldn't bear to disturb them.

In addition, there were many maids holding jade bottles in their hands who went back and forth between the tea tables to add tea and water for the guests. Each of them had a faint smile on their faces, and their every move was more elegant.

Whether it was a maid, a harpist or a dancer, they all had cultivation, and the lowest one had the level of the second level of Qi Refining.

The room was burning with the incense bought from Yuan Ming's shop. Whenever the incense was only one-fourth of the way down, another maid would come forward to replace it to ensure that the fragrance would not dissipate.

Some maids also held a tray in their hands, which was filled with various fruits and vegetables. Although Yuan Ming could not recognize them one by one, he knew from the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from them that these fruits and vegetables were definitely not ordinary things.

Yuan Ming looked around and saw that all the people sitting here were foundation-building cultivators. Some were alone, and some were sitting in groups of two or three. They were dressed differently. There were cultivators from the Great Jin Dynasty, cultivators from the State of Zhao, disciples from sects, and independent cultivators.

He observed for a moment, walked to a round table near the high platform, and smiled and bowed to the five cultivators sitting there.

"Do you mind letting me add a cup of tea, fellow Taoists?"

"No problem, no problem, fellow Taoists, please help yourself." A male cultivator smiled and waved his hand.

Yuan Ming nodded, and seeing that the others had no objection, he sat down here.

As soon as he sat down, a maid came over and put a cup of tea in front of him.

Yuan Ming lifted the lid of the tea and smelled a refreshing fragrance. He took a sip and a warm current flowed through his body, making him feel refreshed.

The maid who served the tea was about to leave, but the frivolous male cultivator suddenly stopped her.

"Xiao Yun, do you still like the painting I gave you last time?"

"Xiao Yun, of course I like it, but Xiao Yun is not good at painting and cannot understand the deep meaning of the senior's masterpiece. I can only put it aside to prevent it from being damaged. Please forgive me." The maid Xiao Yun bowed to the frivolous man gracefully and whispered.

"It's just a painting. What deep meaning can it have? As long as you like it, you can do whatever you want with it. But last time I told you that I wanted to become a Taoist partner with you, what do you think about it?" The male cultivator smiled and didn't care.

"Senior is a foundation-building cultivator. How can Xiaoyun be so high up? Please stop teasing me." The maid shook her head, bowed slightly to the frivolous man, and turned away.

Seeing this, the man showed a look of disappointment on his face, and a middle-aged male cultivator next to him immediately laughed and said:

"I didn't expect that you, Yu Qingli, who has been in the brothel for so long, would also fail."