Chapter 777

A few days later, An Mingrong slowly woke up.

Seeing herself in an unfamiliar environment, she was particularly alert.

She pushed the door open and found that there was no gatekeeper.

Occasionally, she could see a few disciples, but they all ran past without even looking at the people around them.

"Da Yulong Sect's Taoist robe?"

"Why did I come to Da Yulong Sect? Didn't I fall into the dark fog?"

An Mingrong rubbed her head, still feeling like she was in a dream.

She finally caught a Jindan disciple and asked, "Is this Da Yulong Sect? Why am I here?"

The Jindan disciple said respectfully, "Report to the True Lord, it was the ancestor who brought you back. I don't know the details."

"Please let me go. I have to hurry up to cultivate the poisonous insects."

An Mingrong caught several more disciples in a row, and the stories they heard were almost the same.

Some people didn't even know who she was.

But these disciples were all eager to practice.

Either they went to the martial arts arena to fight, or they went to the insect valley to cultivate poisonous insects, or they went to perform sect tasks.

They were all busy.

An Mingrong suddenly felt strange, "Strange, when did the Great Dragon Sect become like this?"

She shuttled through the Great Dragon Sect and soon arrived at the sect hall.

She was suspended in the air and said loudly, "I am An Mingrong, the ancestor of Wufeng Mountain, the leader of the Great Dragon Sect, come out!"

When this voice spread, the disciples who were busy paused, looked at An Mingrong, and continued to do their own things.

After a while, a figure rose up and said respectfully, "Ling Xueying, the leader of the Great Dragon Sect, greets Master An."

An Mingrong frowned and said, "Where is Chu Xuan? I want to see him."

Ling Xueying nodded, "Master, please follow me."

A moment later, An Mingrong came to Lingzhu Mountain under the leadership of Ling Xueying.

Ling Xueying took out a sound transmission talisman, typed it into it, and said, "Master An, please wait for a while. When the ancestor disperses the fog, you can go in."

"Xueying still needs to practice, so I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

An Mingrong frowned slightly.

After a while, the fog parted, revealing a winding road.

She stepped into it, walked for a while, and suddenly the view in front of her was clear.

A figure was sitting in a small pavilion by the pond, drinking tea alone.

It was Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan said casually, "Sit down, Fellow Daoist Sun hasn't come yet, so it must be some time."

An Mingrong came in front of Chu Xuan, looked him up and down carefully, and bowed, "Fellow Daoist Chu? I've heard of your name for a long time, and today I finally see your true face."

"I was already deeply trapped in the dark fog, but Fellow Daoist Chu saved me?"

Chu Xuan smiled, "I killed that Dark Mist Child, and you naturally got out of the fog. It should be considered that I saved you."

An Mingrong looked surprised.

She and Sun Changhao had fought against Ming Wuzi before.

So they knew how strong Ming Wuzi really was.

They worked well together and only narrowly defeated Ming Wuzi.

How strong was Chu Xuan to be able to kill Ming Wuzi?

An Mingrong's eyes softened when she looked at Chu Xuan.

And she was more awed.

She said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chu. I will remember your life-saving grace."

Chu Xuan smiled, "Sit down."

An Mingrong sat down and took a sip. She nodded repeatedly, "What kind of spiritual tea is this? I have never tasted such a bitter and sweet taste."

Chu Xuan smiled, "Kumaofeng, the spiritual tea I brought from Cangxuan Star, I also like this tea the most."

An Mingrong nodded repeatedly.

The two sat opposite each other and drank tea without saying a word.

After a while, Chu Xuan put down the teacup and said casually, "Can you tell me now where you got the Fallen Cultivation Method?"

An Mingrong's hand trembled while drinking tea.

But it was just a slight tremor, and she did not lose her composure.

She chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, what are you talking about? Fallen Cultivation is a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats it. What does the evil skill of Fallen Cultivation Method have to do with me?"

Chu Xuan said calmly, "I don't know what Fallen Cultivation Method you are practicing, but if you force yourself to practice Fallen Cultivation Method without external assistance, the only outcome is that you will go astray and become possessed."

"Do you know where the Dark Mist came from?"

"Only a part of it was conceived by the Dark Mist Mother, and a large part of it was formed by the fall of cultivators."

Chu Xuan looked at An Mingrong again and took a sip, "Fellow Daoist An must not want to become that kind of thing."

An Mingrong's face was tangled, and her lips were pale.

But she still forced a laugh, "Fellow Daoist Chu is talking about, I don't understand."

Chu Xuan smiled faintly and didn't care.

It's right to be tough.

An Mingrong couldn't admit that she was a fallen cultivator no matter what.

Otherwise, she would be attacked by everyone.

Just as Chu Xuan never thought that he was a fallen cultivator.

As for the demon cultivator...

What demon cultivator?

It's clearly a great cultivator of merit!

Chu Xuan took out a bottle of pills and pushed it in front of An Mingrong, "The Great Dust Cleansing Pill has the effect of calming the mind and suppressing the erosion of the mind by the Fallen Cultivation Method."

An Mingrong was stunned, and immediately took the Great Dust Cleansing Pill, uncorked the bottle, and sniffed it gently.

She immediately felt the restlessness in her body subsided a little.

Her eyes changed when she looked at Chu Xuan.

It became a little hot.

She smiled and said, "The method I practice requires this kind of pill, Fellow Daoist Chu, please name a price."

Chu Xuan smiled slightly, "One bottle of three thousand great spirit stones."

An Mingrong's eyes widened, "Three thousand great spirit stones? It's enough to buy a bottle of low-grade elixir for the Out-of-Body Stage! This is clearly just an elixir for the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and the most expensive one is only one thousand great spirit stones! Chu Xuan, you are asking for too much!"

Chu Xuan sipped his tea leisurely, not even looking at An Mingrong.

An Mingrong gritted her teeth at first, but finally said in a friendly manner, "How about two thousand great spirit stones?"

Chu Xuan continued to sip his tea, looking at the sky, the earth, and the pond, but not at An Mingrong.

"Two thousand five hundred!"

"Two thousand seven hundred! I can do one thing for you unconditionally!"

An Mingrong called out several times in a row, and seeing that Chu Xuan was still indifferent, she had to accept her fate, "Okay, three thousand is three thousand."

She threw three thousand great spirit stones over and immediately took away the Great Dust-Cleansing Pill.

Chu Xuan then put down the teacup and smiled, "Happy transaction."

When he entered the Dark Mist before, he felt that An Mingrong was not right.

Just after killing Ming Wuzi, he found An Mingrong in a coma.

After approaching this woman, he immediately smelled a scent similar to that of Yun Que from her.

Basically, there is an 80% chance that this person has also practiced the Ming Wu method.

That is why he plans to sell the Da Di Dust Pill.

In order to practice the "Taiyin Fallen Dragon Breathing Method", he refined a lot of Da Di Dust Pills in one go.

Now that this method is advanced, Da Di Dust Pills are no longer effective.

Now there is just one more sales channel.

"The cost of Da Di Dust Pill is only one hundred big spirit stones, and the normal sales are only four hundred big spirit stones."

"Now it can be sold to the fallen cultivator, but it can be sold directly for three thousand big spirit stones."

"And it can be sold for a long time."

"The profit from this is really considerable!"

Chu Xuan couldn't help but smile kindly.