Chapter 159 Promotion to the Twelfth Grade Grandmaster [Two Chapters in One]

Walking through the flames is like walking through the bizarre world of Guanglu.

In just a few breaths, Xia Daoming felt his eyes suddenly become brighter.

What appeared before him was a bustling market that looked like a secular market town.

Fangshi is located at the foot of a green mountain peak.

Halfway up the mountainside of this green mountain peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, you can see spiritual fields stretching up to the peak in a trapezoid shape, covering at least a hundred acres.

The gentle breeze blows, and the golden waves undulate, which is spectacular.

Behind this green mountain peak, there are several other peaks. There are also patches of spiritual fields on the mountain. There are faint flames rising into the sky from behind the mountain. From time to time, you can also see immortal cultivators controlling flying magic weapons or spiritual beings. Beasts fly and land.

Xia Daoming raised his head and looked at the waves of golden spiritual rice halfway up the mountain in front of him, as well as the scene behind the mountain, and suddenly felt like a country bumpkin entering the city.

"We are both a family of immortal cultivators. Compared with the Yanyang Lu family, the Lu family is several levels behind! It seems that I still have a long way to go if I want to make a name for myself in the world of immortal cultivators!" Xia Daoming sighed inwardly. thousand.

Yanyang Lingfang City was established by the Lu family.

The Lu family is considered a powerful immortal cultivating family in Qingzhou. It is said that the ancestor of the Lu family is a fake alchemy cultivator.

Fake elixirs, as the name suggests, are not real golden elixirs. Instead, after the monks reached the peak of foundation building, they were still unable to form elixirs. In the end, they used some special means to barely condense the true essence into the appearance of golden elixirs.

This elixir looks like a golden elixir, but in fact it is just superficial. There are many cracks and impurities inside, and it is not completely integrated.

But even so, the strength of the monks in the fake elixir realm will still be overwhelming in the later stage of foundation building.

As for the huge Wanluo Immortal Mountain, the most powerful ones are the forces in the late stage of foundation building, and there is not a single fake elixir force.

There is an entrance to Fangshi.

It is guarded by specialized monks.

The entrance fee is two pieces of spiritual crystal.

Ten pieces of spiritual crystal can only be equivalent to one low-grade spiritual stone.

It sounds like the cost is very low for Xia Daoming.

But for low-level monks, it is a large expense, and there are many monks coming and going in this city every day. The entry fee in one year is more than Xia Daoming's income in Licheng.

"Sure enough, the more powerful you are, the easier it is to make money. Just draw a random place, and the door fee alone can crush the income of the entire Qi Refining family." He took out two spiritual crystals from his bag and handed over the admission fee.

He is now displaying the eleventh level openly, but even so, logically speaking, he is still not qualified to use the storage bag.

Therefore, in order not to attract attention, Xia Daoming used baggage.

Yanyangfang City is very big, and for those who want to hunt for some good things, one day is not enough.

Therefore, there are not only teahouses and restaurants, but also inns for accommodation, and even a fairy building where the immortals can relax, listen to music and dance.

The people singing and dancing inside are all fairies who are unattainable and unblasphemable in the eyes of secular men.

Of course the tip is high.

Even so, many martial arts masters would rather buy less powerful tonic medicines and save money to spend on them.

Firstly, it was curiosity that caused the trouble; secondly, it was due to inferiority complex, and I wanted to find some self-esteem in the fairy.

There is no way, even though the status of martial arts masters is extremely noble in the world, and even the weakest martial arts masters are comparable to the fourth level of Qi Refining, that is, the monks in the middle stage of Qi Refining, they are still vulgar martial artists in the eyes of immortal cultivators and are inferior to them. .

Conquering those fairies can satisfy their vanity and pride.

Xia Daoming is a master of martial arts, and he is a hero in the eyes of the fairies.

So when he passed Baihua Fairy Tower, Yaochi Tower, etc., the fairies immediately looked at him one after another, and some even came out to tease him, which made Xia Daoming have the illusion that he was back in Licheng Yaohua Tower.

Of course, the girls from Yaohua House are willing to tip him in return, but the fairies here demand high tips.

Of course the key is not the tip.

The key is that Xia Daoming is loyal to his two lovely wives and will never pick flowers randomly outside.

Therefore, even though there were several fairies with good looks and temperaments and the type of figure he liked, Xia Daoming was still cruel, clutching his baggage and looking like a miser, and left forcefully, which made those fairies despise him for a while, thinking that he was a miser. Poor guy.

Xia Daoming was not in a hurry to go shopping for treasures in the market, nor was he in a hurry to go to Lingrui Pavilion to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill with Dark Ice Stone Marrow.

He first found an inn.

Fangshi is full of spiritual energy. In order to prevent immortal cultivators from using the spiritual energy here for free, not only do they have to pay spiritual crystals to enter Fangshi, but they also have to pay a large additional fee to stay in an inn here overnight.

As for martial arts masters, apart from paying a fee to enter the city, the cost of staying in an inn is very low.

Because even if the Lu family gave the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to the martial arts master for free, he would not be able to absorb it away, so in order to retain customers to spend money in the market, the cost of staying in the inn was extremely low.

After checking into the inn, Xia Daoming called the waiter and first inquired about where to buy powerful medicines suitable for masters and where to buy back magic weapons, storage bags and other items, and then walked there leisurely. .

Yanyang Lingfang City is indeed higher-end than the city on the Wanluo Fairy Mountain side.

There are many more powerful medicines suitable for masters to be sold here than at Wanluo Immortal Mountain, and some of the powerful medicines are very powerful, and of course the price is also very high.

However, Xia Daoming is not afraid of the high price now, but is afraid that there is no strong medicine suitable for him to take.

So whenever he sees something suitable, he basically buys it.

The purchase was almost done, and the sky was getting dark.

Xia Daoming returned to the inn to take medicine and practice.

The following days.

Xia Daoming spends most of his time in the inn taking medicine and practicing. He goes out every three or five to deal with one or two items harvested in Hanxing Valley last time, or to buy some more powerful medicine, or to inquire about some news about the world of immortality, and the status of some items. Market trends and increase knowledge.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Daoming stayed in Yanyang Lingfang City for twenty days.

The owner and waiters of the inn couldn't help but shook their heads secretly when they saw that Xia Daoming, a martial arts master, had stayed in Yanyang Ridge for such a long time. They thought he had fallen in love with some fairy from the Immortal Tower.

Those fairies are all proficient in the art of harvesting yang and replenishing yin. If they continue to work like this, even if they are martial arts masters with strong qi and blood, sooner or later they will suffer from back pain, weak legs, and will be unable to recover in the future.

While the inn owner and waiters secretly shook their heads for Xia Daoming, they were in the quaint house in the quiet courtyard.

Xia Daoming's energy and blood were pouring into the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian.

The Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, also known as the Heart Meridian, leads directly to the heart.

As soon as the power poured into the Shaoyin Heart Meridian in his hand, it opened up all the checkpoints in this meridian like a broken bamboo. Suddenly Xia Daoming felt that his whole body had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​​​blood is churning, and there is a giant dragon making waves inside, rolling up huge waves of blood, soaring into the sky on clouds and mist.

When Xia Daoming "saw" the giant dragon rolling up waves of blood and mist soaring into the sky, his whole head immediately turned upside down, as if it was about to explode.

This feeling is even stronger than the last time I stepped into the master realm.

But with the experience last time, Xia Daoming was calm this time.

Guard your mind, try to forget the severe pain, and just focus on feeling and "seeing" the scene of blood energy hitting the blood vessels and meridians of the brain.

The blood is overwhelming.

He seemed to "see" the whole world being filled with blood.

I also felt the powerful and vigorous vitality contained in it.

Carefully feel the severe pain and majestic momentum of blood energy constantly impacting the cerebral blood vessels and meridians.

This time, he clearly "saw" the whole picture of the heart, which was confirmed one by one with the heart drawn in the "Blood and Heart Devouring Sutra".

He seemed to have realized something, but it was always blocked by something and he couldn't figure it out.

I don’t know how long it took.

The surging Qi and blood receded from the brain like the ebbing tide of the sea.

Everything returned to calm.

But Xia Daoming's six senses have reached an unprecedented level of sensitivity.

Outside the courtyard, inside the inn, and on the streets, the breathing and heartbeat of everyone walking around seemed to be clearly audible at this moment.

The auras emanating from their bodies seemed to be intertwined with each other, but Xia Daoming was able to distinguish them one by one.

Xia Daoming's heart moved and he released his consciousness.

In the past, as long as his consciousness was a little far away from his body, it would become scattered and out of control.

But at this moment, his consciousness was actually able to solidify together in the room, flowing back and forth without any dispersion.

He unleashed his strength again.

At this moment, when the strength is released, it is like an extension of his body, truly like an arm.

"The heart governs the blood, main meridians, and hides the spirit! The key to martial arts is indeed the heart. Once the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian, which leads directly to the heart, is opened, not only the strength of the qi and blood is greatly improved, but also the spiritual consciousness undergoes an astonishing change. .

Unfortunately, in addition to relying on the system to strengthen the nine meridians, the path of martial arts seems to have come to an end. I don’t know if there is any record of the subsequent martial arts path in Qingyuan Sect! "Xia Daoming felt the change in strength, which was both surprise and regret. He was looking forward to joining the Qingyuan Sect more and more.

Regarding the system, Xia Daoming has repeatedly studied it in the past few years since he traveled through time.

Unfortunately, apart from strengthening the twelve meridians, there are no extra changes.

Now Xia Daoming even has an intuition that once his twelfth meridian is strengthened to level nine, the system will probably complete its mission and disappear.

If this is the case, it means that he, the time traveler, will never die again!

Next, we can only work hard and work hard.

"No matter what, I have finally become a twelfth-grade grandmaster! Now even if I encounter a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, I guess there will be no problem in dealing with it. If he dares to look down on him, hehe!" Xia Daoming slowly opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. A smile.

Soon, Xia Daoming took a shower and washed away the blood stains covering the surface of his skin due to his breakthrough to the Grand Master.

The next day, Xia Daoming, who broke through and became the twelfth-grade Grandmaster, was not in a hurry to go to Lingrui Pavilion to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

He continued to stay at the inn, preparing to stay there for a few more days to see if he could strengthen his meridians.

Unfortunately, his level as a twelfth-grade grand master is far beyond that of other grand masters. If he wants to strengthen his meridians, the requirements for strong medicine can be said to have reached the level of a foundation-building monk.

This kind of elixir, which not only reaches the level of monks in the foundation building stage, but is also suitable for increasing the strength of qi and blood, is naturally very rare, and even if it is available, it is very expensive.

Xia Daoming searched for several days but couldn't find the right one.

Either the price was extremely high and he couldn't afford it even if he spent all his money, or those powerful drugs were simply not worth the price to him.

Therefore, Xia Daoming continued to take some lower-level powerful drugs.

In this way, after about ten days, Xia Daoming could only barely complete one level of meridians strengthening.

At this time, Xia Daoming, who once thought he was rich, had almost been wiped out.

"This system is really swallowing up gold. Didn't it just break through to the twelfth level of martial arts and strengthen the first level of meridians? It actually swallowed five or six thousand pieces of my spiritual stones!" His divine sense reached into the storage bag and looked at what was inside. There were not many spirit stones left, and Xia Daoming couldn't help but complain.

This guy didn't even think about it. His level 12 martial arts was probably even better than others in the middle stage of foundation building.

The Yan family on the other side of Wanluo Immortal Mountain went to great lengths to build a foundation, even going into the devil's path. Later, not only did they lose their lives, they almost ruined the entire family.

If you can spend thousands of spirit stones like Xia Daoming to reach the strength of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, who wouldn't want to!

Not to mention thousands of spiritual stones, even if the entire family and ancestral property were sold, they would still be willing to do so.

"Forget it, the spirit stones are almost used up, and it is difficult to find suitable strong medicines in the market. It is about time to exchange for the foundation-building pills, so that Lu Jinglong can break through and become a foundation-building monk as soon as possible.

As long as Lu Jinglong breaks through and becomes a foundation-building monk, the Lu family will inevitably increase in power. Not only can I easily enjoy the gains, collect a lot of protection fees, and accumulate wealth, but I can also use the Lu family to help me inquire about the introduction of Qingyuan Sect. Kung Fu. "After complaining for a while, Xia Daoming finally decided to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

After leaving the long-term rented courtyard wooden house, Xia Daoming went to the counter to check out.

The innkeeper and waiters looked at him with a hint of pity.

What a pity, finally drained!

"Zhang San, I am very satisfied with your service these days. This is a reward for you." Before Xia Daoming left, he threw a spiritual stone to the clerk.

After all, he is a grandmaster-level figure. He has lived here for almost a month and enjoyed his services every day. I also asked him for a lot of information. Before leaving, I had to give him a tip.

Well!

Looking at the spirit stone in his hand, Zhang San was stunned.

The same goes for the innkeeper.

A master who has been squeezed dry must be dejected, and there is no way he would act so arrogantly!

After leaving the inn, Xia Daoming went straight to Lingrui Pavilion, which was opened by Qingyuan Gate.

Lingrui Pavilion occupies a large area, and the architectural style is quaint.

On both sides of the door stood several female attendants who were in the early stage of Qi refining and looked as beautiful as Baihualou Fairy, and even had better temperament.

Every customer who arrives at Lingrui Pavilion is immediately greeted by an attendant.

The customers who visit Lingrui Pavilion are basically monks in the middle stage of Qi refining and above, and most of them are in the late stage of Qi refining. There are also monks in the foundation building stage. Martial arts masters rarely see them.

When Xia Daoming came to the door wearing a cloak that could cover his entire face and figure, several attendants saw that he was a martial artist. They deliberately pretended not to see him and went to greet other customers. There was only one who was at the third level of Qi Refining. The petite female attendant didn't mind Xia Daoming's identity as a martial arts master, and came forward with a smile.

"Welcome Grandmaster to Lingrui Pavilion. I am Zishan, and I am the shopping guide of Lingrui Pavilion. Our Lingrui Pavilion is a store opened by Qingyuan Sect. It has a complete range of items, including elixirs suitable for Grandmasters to enhance their qi and blood strength. There are also various martial arts secrets. I don’t know what the master wants to buy. I can help you with the shopping.” The petite female attendant, Zi Shan, said as she bowed slightly.

"Can you find a room with no one around? I want to talk to you alone." Xia Daoming said calmly.

Zishan's face changed slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure, nodded and said, "Yes, Grandmaster, please come with me."

Xia Daoming followed Zishan into a room.

"I wonder what Grandmaster wants to buy? Don't worry, this is Lingrui Pavilion. No one dares to do anything wrong here, and no Jie cultivator dares to do anything in Yanyang Lingfang City." Zishan said.

"I want to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill!" Xia Daoming said.

"Foundation Establishment Pill!" Zishan looked surprised, but soon returned to normal, saying: "Master Grandmaster should know that our Lingrui Pavilion will put out a few Foundation Establishment Pills for auction except at certain times, but we usually do not sell them. "The foundation building pill."

"I know, but if you have suitable items, you can exchange them for others." Xia Daoming said.

"Yes, I wonder if you have anything I can exchange for?" Zishan asked.

"A piece of dark ice stone marrow." Xia Daoming replied.

"Anyou..." Zishan finally lost her composure, and then quickly said: "Master, please wait a moment. I will ask our pavilion master to come over and talk to you."

"Okay, here you go, Fairy!" Xia Daoming nodded.

"Grandmaster, you're welcome." Zishan's attitude became more humble, but she could not hide her excitement at the same time.

This is a super fat sheep!

Soon, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who looked gentle and elegant with a bit of fairy spirit came in accompanied by Zi Shan.

As soon as Xia Daoming saw the middle-aged man in front of him, he keenly felt an aura that was far more powerful than Lu Jinglong.

"Foundation-building monk!" Xia Daoming's heart was awe-inspiring.

"I am Zhuo Baoshan, the master of the Lingrui Branch Pavilion in Yanyang Ridge. I heard that you have Dark Ice Stone Marrow and want to replace it with the Foundation Establishment Pill?" The middle-aged man introduced himself and then went straight to the topic without asking Xia Daoming's name.

Obviously he knew very well that for such a large transaction, Xia Daoming was completely covered in a cloak, and if asked for his name, he would only get a false name.

"That's right." Xia Daoming nodded and without hesitation took out a piece of dark ice stone marrow that was slightly larger than his fist.

"Sure enough, it's the Dark Ice Stone Marrow!" Zhuo Baoshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and as soon as he raised his hand, a force wrapped around the Dark Ice Stone Marrow.

Xia Daoming's face changed slightly, and the conditioned reflex of the energy and blood in his body was about to activate, but he was suppressed by him in an instant, allowing Zhuo Baoshan to absorb the dark ice stone marrow.

They come, the security.

He did not believe that Lingrui Pavilion of Qingyuan Sect would ruin his reputation for such a piece of dark ice stone marrow.

Zhuo Baoshan took the dark ice stone marrow in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Xia Daoming squinted his eyes and did not stare at Zhuo Baoshan, but secretly felt the fluctuations of his aura carefully.

A foundation-building monk like him must be very sensitive to the gazes cast by others.

Xia Daoming didn't want him to know that he was observing him secretly.

"This piece of Dark Ice Stone Marrow is still so-so, I agree to give you a Foundation Establishment Pill in exchange for it." Soon Zhuo Baoshan said calmly, without looking at the Dark Ice Stone Marrow, as if this piece of stone marrow was just so-so. That way, it's not worth looking at any more.

However, Xia Daoming had already felt that his aura fluctuations were very different from when he came back.

"I want four." Xia Daoming said solemnly.

"Four? A mere piece of dark ice stone marrow actually costs four. Are you kidding me?" Zhuo Baoshan looked sulky, and a terrifying aura emanated from him.

If it were someone else, I would have been intimidated by his momentum and thought that the price he offered was too high.

Only Xia Daoming knew clearly that what Zhuo Baoshan showed was just an illusion.

"This is a high-quality piece of dark ice stone marrow. If there are less than four pieces, I will exchange them elsewhere." Xia Daoming said unmoved.

He had noticed when he was looking at the stone marrow from Zhuo Baoshan just now that he was very excited. It was obvious that this piece of stone marrow was very unusual.

"You are quite brave, let's do this, two." Seeing this, Zhuo Baoshan had no choice but to increase the price.

Xia Daoming shook his head and disagreed.

Zhuo Baoshan was really annoyed when he saw that Xia Daoming still didn't agree with his bid of two coins.

However, Lingrui Pavilion is a business opened by Qingyuan Sect, so it still values ​​its reputation and reputation, and cannot buy or sell by force.

Otherwise, for a warrior like Xia Daoming, he would have been too lazy to bargain with him and just throw a Foundation Establishment Pill over.

After most of a day.

The sun sets.

Xia Daoming came out of Lingrui Pavilion with satisfaction.

The final transaction price of the piece of dark ice stone marrow was three foundation-building pills, plus five psychic fruits that could be used to enlighten spirits.

This is much more than Lu Jinglong's valuation.

The reason why I stayed in there for so long was not that bargaining was time-consuming, but that Lingrui Pavilion here could not produce three Foundation Establishment Pills and five Psychic Mysterious Fruits at once, and needed to go to other places to transfer supplies.

After leaving Lingrui Pavilion, Xia Daoming did not stay any longer and left Yanyang Lingfang City immediately.

As soon as he left Fangshi, Xia Daoming ran all the way.

Outside the city, a white cloud gradually dispersed, revealing a flying boat.

There were four people, one man, three women, standing on top of the flying boat.

The man was clearly an early-stage foundation-building monk, and the three women were all at the ninth level of Qi refining.

On the man's shoulder lies a white rat with wings.

"Hmph, this guy is quite clever and fast. It's a pity that Zishan poisoned the thyme. As long as he's within a hundred miles, he can't escape the tracking of the Tianxiang Rat." The figure of the man looking down at Xia Daoming quickly turned into a little black figure. Point, disappeared from sight, a sarcastic sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"It's just an eleventh-grade martial arts master, so why does the master need to personally take action? Three concubines are enough." A tall woman said.

"This is a super fat sheep that I have been waiting for for many years. There must be no mistakes!" the man said, with a strong look of greed and excitement in his eyes.

Three Foundation Establishment Pills and five Psychic Mysterious Fruits, if used properly, would be enough for him to break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

The most important thing is that Fang Cai is only an eleventh-grade martial arts master.

Normally, for such a large-scale transaction involving three Foundation Establishment Pills at a time, the buyer must be at least a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk.

Even if he had the idea, he wouldn't have the guts to commit murder.

As a result, Zishan sent him news today, saying that the other party was actually only an eleventh-level martial arts master, and he had secretly observed it in Fang City just now, and found that the other party was indeed only an eleventh-level martial arts master.

This is simply a windfall from heaven!

After saying that, the man gently touched the Tian Xiang Shu's little head with his fingers.

The Tianxiang Rat made a "squeaking" sound and pointed its tail in the northwest direction.

"You can't escape!" Upon seeing this, the man's lips curled up into a smug sneer, and then the flying boat flew quickly towards the northwest.

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