Demon’s Diary

“As far as I know, the agonists of green fruit are harsh on the growing environment, and the older they are, the more difficult it is to survive. Many people's monks can only grow a few hundred or two years of fire, and I can't believe that the nobility can produce these 400 years of green fruit.“ Liu Ming touched his chin and said with some admiration.

“My predecessors didn't know that the green fruit growing environment is special, but the green seedlings mountains where my manta people live are very special and suitable for a large number of plantings. And my people have been growing this potion since ancient times, and they have mastered a lot of cultivation secrets. These three or four hundred years of fires are not really the finest. Our people can even cultivate the green fruit of the millennium fire, but it is usually placed at the annual auction convention in Fang Shi.“ When the pages in black say this, there is obvious pride in it.

“Millennial green fruit?“ As soon as Liu Ming heard this, he couldn't help but freak out.

You know, green fruit is a very widely used medicine. If the year reaches the millennium of fire, it really counts as a rare product.

“Changyang Fang City is the closest to the Qingmiao Mountains and is naturally the main place for my bats to dump green fruit. So if you need less than 500 years of green fruit, we can generally guarantee a certain amount of supply.“ That's what the black pages say.

“By the way, since you have a lot of green fruit in your store, can you sell condensate?“ Liu Ming seemed to think of something and asked casually.

“Condensed Dan? Although this Dan medicine is mainly made of green fruit, I do not have an alchemist who can refine this Dan, so this Dan medicine is not available.“ The pages said without thinking.

“In this way, condensate is also quite scarce in Changyangfang City. As I see below, several other stores have bought this medicine at a high price, which actually cost six thousand spirit stones a piece.“ Liu Ming snorted and sighed.

“This is normal, condensate is extremely difficult to refine, and shops in Fang City have been buying at this price for many years, as has our shop, unfortunately very few people have been selling this medicine, otherwise even if the price is high, our shop will close.“ The black-clothed pages laughed.

Liu Ming snorted and nodded, but naturally he would not rush to sell the Dan medicine here. He immediately bought a batch of green fruit that had been on fire for 300 years and left.

Instead of going right back to Baijing Pavilion, he continued to wander around some other types of stores to see if there was anything else that would please him.

Changyang Fang is at the crossroads of several major forces, and there are a small number of different ethnic groups besides the Manta, so there are many rarities that ordinary Fang City does not have.

Liu Ming looked all the way down and really felt the harvest was much better.

A little half an hour later, when he came out of a Fuyu store, he added several new purchase tokens to his body, and his eyes swept away, and found a spiritual beast store next to him.

Liu Ming had a bone scorpion and a flying skull, so he didn't have much interest in spiritual petition, and didn't have more energy to cultivate himself. He immediately intended to ignore the flash.

But when the other side walked past the store door, a long disobedient voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

“Slowly, you go to this store in front of you, and I feel a little bit of real magic.” Hercules is the voice of the lobster.

“Real magic? It's unlikely, Changyang Fang City, but with the presence of the Sisters of the Realm, how could you not find it? ”

Liu Mingxian was surprised, and the voice echoed in the sea of Divine Consciousness.

“You know what, this little demon's Qi is obscured by something that no one can even sense. It is also through the power of the cage that I can ascertain its existence. Well, don't talk any more nonsense. Go to the store and find something that contains the spirit of the real demon.” As a result, he was not finished yet, and an impatient voice was heard in his ear.

Liu Ming rolled his eyes darkly. He dared not listen to Luo Xiao's words, and immediately turned around and pushed the door into the store.

The shop is not large and seems to have only one front door and one backyard.

There are some cages in the front hall with some small spiritual beasts. The backyard can hear a little roar and gasp. It should be some of the bigger spiritual beasts.

Liu Ming walked into the front hall, inside Heran already had two practitioners in a Confucian robe and a lean middle aged man talking about something, a dozen jade boxes were placed on the counter, and two had been opened, which seemed to contain some unknown worm eggs.

When Liu Ming came in, the skinny tall man sued the two men for their sins and walked over with a full face.

“This Daoist, however, wants to buy a spiritual beast. Although the store is small, the wormfish birds and animals are sold in all kinds of spiritual beasts from the period of the spiritual disciple to the condensation period. ”

“Daoist is busy with his own business, I just need to look around first.” Liu Ming waved his hand and said.

Slightly disappointed, the owner nodded at Liu Ming and quickly walked over to greet the two previous customers.

Those two Confucian brothers, one looking in his forties, with a square face, had a certain sense of dignity. The other is very young, only in his early twenties, sword brow, very handsome appearance.

Whether they are dressed or divine, rather than being monks, they may as well be mortal Chinese Chinese inkers. There is a sense of elegance between raising their hands and throwing their feet.

As for Liu Ming walking into the door, after a glance, they no longer cared to continue picking what was in the jade box.

Liu Ming automatically ignored the attitude of the two men towards him. After weighing what was on the nearby shelf four times, he followed Luo Xiao's prompt to stay silent and walk to the counter, and seemed to casually grab a jade box placed beside him and watch carefully.

The jade box is a finger-sized cyan egg with some black spots on the surface that look very ordinary.

At this time, the young Confucian also held an egg-sized beast egg in his hand, and was negotiating with the thin tall shopkeeper what to offer.

“Don't look, in your opinion, you can't see the peculiarity of it, which is the one in your hand.” Liu Ming was studying the worm eggs in his hand carefully, and the sound of the slurred voice came back.

Liu Ming was silent for a while and immediately held onto the worm egg. The owner of the thin tall store shouted: “I want this egg, I don't know how many spirit stones? ”

“35,000 spirit stones.” Skinny, tall men heard the story and looked back and quoted the price without thinking.

After some bargaining, Liu Ming finally bought this so-called cypress egg at the price of 30,000 spirit stones.

Seeing this scenario, the young Confucian beside him glanced at Liu Ming and seemed somewhat impatient to interfere with his trading behavior.

At the same time, Liu Ming, prompted by Luo Xiao, divided the Yin and Cold forces contained in the work of the Dragon Tiger Penitentiary into three waves of slow injection into the worm eggs.

“Buzz” sound!

The worm's eggs trembled slightly, and the black dots on the shell emitted a faint black light, just flashing away and quickly fading away again.

Liu Ming's face was delighted. At the moment when the dark light was shining, it invaded the same way, and it did instantly feel a familiar cold breath.

True Demon Qi!

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucianist turned his head and looked at it. His eyes fell on the green worm egg on Liu Ming's hand, flashing a slight doubt in his eyes.

Liu Ming nodded with satisfaction and put the eggs back in the jade box, turning to walk outside.

“This Taoist fellow walked slowly.” The middle-aged Confucian's eyes flashed and suddenly his figure shook, blocking Liu Ming's body.

“What can I do for you, sir?” Liu Ming saw this, slightly flashed.

“I would like to buy 50,000 spiritual stones of this egg of cypress cicada from Daoyou.” Middle-aged Confucius took another look at the jade box in his hand and said slowly.

The handsome young man beside him also walked up and looked at the middle-aged Confucius with surprise. He also weighed up and down Liu Ming and seemed to have some confusion.

“Sorry, I'm not selling this egg.” Liu Ming naturally shook his head and refused.

The middle-aged Confucian frown wrinkled, the shady color in his eyes flashed away, and immediately revealed a slight pound of aura, which was the early spiritual pressure of the crystallization.

“Eighty Thousand Spirit Stones" coldly said Confucian middle-aged man.

Liu Ming sneered in his heart and was not moved by the spiritual pressure coming from the surface.

He has seen a lot of monks in the Crystallization Period. He also killed the Fire Spirit King himself in the Little Flame Realm. How can he care about this mental pressure?

And if he had a little bit of frustration with the early crystallization period before entering the late condensate stage and into the illusion stage of cultivation, he wouldn't even care about it now.

“As I've already said, this egg is not for sale.” Liu Ming still refused.

Middle-aged Confucius heard this, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

“Your Excellency, do not lose sight of the good news. You know that I am from a vast college, and my uncle is the deacon of the outer courtyard. You just bought this worm egg after spending 30,000 spirit stones. You earned 50,000 spirit stones in the blink of an eye. What else is unsatisfactory?” While the young men next to him do not yet know why the middle-aged Confucians wanted to buy this insignificant object at a higher price, the immediate interception revealed their identity and the threat in the words was obvious.

“Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you.” Liu Ming's heart moved and glanced at the robe on both of them, his eyebrows finally slightly frowned.

“One last time, 100,000 spirit stones, give me the worm eggs.” The middle-aged Confucian saw this and said it with no expression.

Liu Ming snorted, his face changed after counting, suddenly hey hey, he was too lazy to say another word, his body flashed away from the store from middle-aged Ruheng, leaving a look of stunned two people in the college.

In the name of the vast college, others may still be worried about one or two. As a disciple of Taiqingmen, Liu Ming naturally doesn't care.

In the shop, the middle-aged Confucian looks a little iron and green, and his hands are tightly held in his sleeve.

When the young man reacted, he was furious and chased out with anger.

“Wait, since they don't want to sell it, forget it.” Middle-aged Confucian stretched out his hand to hold the young man, and his face slowly converged.

“Uncle, is he really still leaving?” The young Confucian complained angrily in his face.