Chapter 261 Treasure Map?

The stall owner was a 17 or 18-year-old girl in green, who had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Of course, Huiling wine is brewed from more than a dozen spiritual medicines that are 50 or 60 years old. A cultivator in the Qi Refining stage can recover half of his mana within a quarter of an hour after drinking it. However, this wine cannot be consumed too much, otherwise there will be a period of weakness." The girl in green said sweetly.

"Do you have the recipe for this Huiling wine? I'm willing to pay a high price for it." Shi Yue thought for a moment and asked the girl in green through voice transmission.

"No, I bought this pot of Huiling wine from somewhere else. It was not brewed by me. There is only this pot." The girl in green shook her head.

"Can I smell it and identify it?" Shi Yue asked.

"Of course."

Shi Yue picked up the wine pot and lifted the lid. An alluring aroma immediately floated out of the wine pot, which made people feel refreshed.

"I want this pot of Huiling wine and the bag of white silk lotus seeds." Shi Yue pointed to a leather bag and said.

"Two hundred spirit stones for the spirit wine, and twenty spirit stones for the seeds of the white silk spirit lotus." The green-clothed woman said sweetly.

After paying the spirit stones, Shi Yue put away the spirit wine and seeds, stood up and left.

As Shi Yue walked forward, his eyes quickly passed over the goods on the stall.

Suddenly, a tempting aroma drifted into Shi Yue's nose.

Shi Yue sniffed it lightly and was surprised to find that a small stall in front was selling food.

The stall owner was a fat, black-faced man with a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivation. There was a sign next to the stall that read: Freshly made spirit food, large quantities and cheap.

Two cultivators dressed as farmers were eating, and there were several fragrant dishes on the table.

"Gugu" Shi Yue's stomach suddenly rumbled.

Shi Yue licked his saliva, walked forward quickly, and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have anything to eat here?"

"Spiritual rice, two spiritual stones for a bowl, spiritual vegetables, five spiritual stones for a plate, and sweet dew spiritual wine, twenty spiritual stones for a pot, and spiritual pepper fried spiritual pig's trotters, ten spiritual stones for a pair. What would you like to eat?" The black-faced man said enthusiastically.

"I want two bowls of spiritual rice, a pair of spiritual pig's trotters, and a pot of sweet dew spiritual wine."

"It's a small business, give me the spiritual stones first." The black-faced man squeezed out a smile on his face and stretched out a greasy palm.

Shi Yue nodded, took out thirty-four spiritual stones, and handed them to the black-faced man.

"Okay, fellow Daoist, wait a moment, the food will be ready soon." The black-faced man put away the spiritual stones, grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, looking honest and amiable.

Shi Yue nodded, sat down on a wooden chair, and waited quietly.

Not long after, the black-faced man came over with a big plate.

"Daoyou, your big pig's trotter, spiritual rice and spiritual wine will be here soon." After putting down the plate, the black-faced man quickly put two bowls of rice and a pot of wine in front of the wooden table where Shi Yue sat.

Shi Yue was not polite either. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The meat was tender, melted in the mouth, and the gravy was sweet.

Shi Yue took two mouthfuls of rice, ate a few more pieces of meat, and drank a sip of spiritual wine, with a satisfied look on his face.

Spiritual food is much more delicious than fasting pills. Although it is a bit more expensive, Shi Yue can afford it.

Shi Yue turned his head and looked around, and found that only this stall made spiritual food.

"By the way, Daoyou, this is the soup, free of charge, made with spiritual pig bones, very nourishing, you try it." The black-faced man brought a bowl of soup and put it on the table, saying with a smile.

Shi Yue nodded, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "Not bad, it tastes good."

Hearing Shi Yue's praise, the black-faced man grinned, with a satisfied look on his face.

"By the way, fellow Taoist, the spiritual food you make is so delicious. I think it's no worse than those made in restaurants. Have you worked in a restaurant before?" Shi Yue took a big sip of soup and asked casually.

"Hehe, I used to be a cook, but by chance, I got the secret book of cultivation, and then I became a cultivator." The black-faced man smiled and said a little embarrassedly.

"Then are you here to attend the disciple-recruiting conference?" Shi Yue took two mouthfuls of rice and asked.

"Well, I heard that those immortal sects are very strict in accepting disciples. I don't know if I can join them."

"Which sect do you want to join?"

"Among the five sects of the Tang Dynasty, only the Taixu Sect is more suitable for me. When I earn enough spirit stones, I will bid for a spirit weapon to enter the Illusionary Spirit Tower." At the end, the black-faced man showed excitement on his face.

"Fatty Liu, the Xianyuan City auction will be held in two days. With your few spirit stones, you want to bid for a spirit weapon. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" A skinny man in yellow next to him teased.

"Hmph, this matter is uncertain. What if the business is booming these two days, won't there be spirit stones?" The black-faced man snorted and said with a face full of longing.

"You are daydreaming. That spirit weapon is one of the finale auction items. How can you possibly get it?" The yellow-shirted man sneered.

"Hmph, if you don't have dreams, what's the difference between you and a pig's hoof."

"Where there is a will, there is a way. I believe you will be able to join the Taixu Sect." Shi Yue smiled at the black-faced man and encouraged him.

After that, he stood up and left.

Shi Yue's eyes quickly swept across the goods on the stall, but what he thought about was the Xianyuan City auction he had just heard about.

He had not been in Xianyuan City for a long time and had not heard of the Xianyuan City auction, but one of the finale auction items was actually a spiritual weapon, which showed that this auction was extraordinary.

Shi Yue had participated in two auctions before, neither of which had spiritual weapon auctions.

The price of spiritual weapons is relatively expensive. A low-grade spiritual weapon can easily start at 5,000 spiritual stones, and a better one can cost tens of thousands of spiritual stones. Ordinary Qi Refining cultivators can't afford it at all. Moreover, it is difficult to refine spiritual weapons. Most of them will appear at the special auctions for foundation-building cultivators, and rarely appear at auctions for Qi Refining cultivators.

"A piece of rag for 100 spirit stones? You are crazy about spirit stones!"

"Hmph, what rag? It's my ancestral inheritance. It's a broken treasure map. If you can find the treasure on it, you can enter the Jindan stage without any problem."

"Haha, if you say it's a treasure map, then it's a treasure map. You just want to cheat people with a piece of rag. Do you think we are fools?"

A fierce quarrel came from the front, interrupting Shi Yue's thoughts.

"Treasure map?" Hearing these three words, the nearby immortal cultivators immediately surrounded him.

Shi Yue's expression changed, and he quickly looked towards the source of the sound.

Because Shi Yue was relatively close, he quickly came to the stall where the dispute occurred.

The stall owner was a 17 or 18-year-old young man in white clothes, with the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining.

In addition to some monster materials, a few talismans and a few low-level spiritual medicines, there was also a palm-sized worn-out handkerchief on the stall. Next to the worn-out handkerchief was a sign with a line of small words on it: Incomplete treasure map, sold for one hundred spiritual stones.

I wish all Taoist friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival holiday!