Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 462: Horror Demon Feather

After the people from Yuhuai Mountain left, the female cultivators from the Wei Mei Sect led the new ones into the building with blue bricks and glazed tiles, led by the elder at the front. However, the latter still looked back at Yuhuai Mountain The direction the monk left.

She actually couldn't see through the man with pale eyes just now. It was obvious that he couldn't really be a mortal. He seemed to know what the junior said through the voice transmission.

Regarding this situation, the leading woman of the Weimei Sect knew that it was not the person who was deliberately casting spells to find out anything, but that he had reached a certain level of cultivation and was a person with a clear mind and a clear mind. Sometimes if When people around you talk about yourself, you will feel something.

"Master, I didn't expect that this group of people from Yuhuai Mountain who have not liked to go out for hundreds of years would send so many people this time, and there are also a few Taoists who are unpredictable. I have underestimated them before."

The woman who just spoke obviously also noticed Ji Yuan's slight sideways glance before. After all, the other person was looking at her, and Ju Yuanzi next to Ji Yuan also had a bottomless cultivation level, so he was feeling emotional at this moment.

Hearing what his disciples and grandchildren said, the leading female cultivator was slightly startled and turned to look at her.

"Do you know what they are here for?"

"Uh...Master, in the Year of Wuxu, it's this time of year again, so naturally I'm going to attend the Immortal Travel Conference."

The leading female cultivator nodded suddenly.

"Oh...it's another Jiazi..."

The few people stopped talking and slowly walked into the building. The space inside was much larger than it looked from the outside. It should have been refined using some kind of universe-condensing formation.

The first floor is an empty hall. There are magic tablets hung on various parts of the wall. Some are glowing and some are dim. The names of various flying boats, strange beasts, hanging islands, etc. are marked on them. There are also monks from Yuelu Mountain who are responsible for corresponding matters.

Seeing the distinctive female cultivators from the Wei Mei Sect coming in, a Yuelu Mountain cultivator hurriedly came over to greet them.

"My surname is Li, and I am one of the governors in charge of the Peak Crossing in Yuelu Mountain. Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoists of the Weimei Sect!"

"Well, Fellow Daoist Li, there is no need to be polite. Just tell me who wants to ride the Sky-Swallowing Beast and if there is anything extra to carry."

People from the Wei Mei Sect never like to talk too much, nor do they like too much contact with outsiders. As the governor, the monk surnamed Li certainly knows this, so he quickly took out a bundle of jade slips specially responsible for recording, and found it with his fingers. The column of sky-swallowing beasts that arrived today pulled out the jade slip with one swipe and handed it to the monks of the Wei Mei Sect with both hands.

"A few fellow Taoists, please take a look. It's all up there. If there's no urgent matter, I hope that the Sky-Swallowing Beast will stay at Dingfeng Crossing for two days so that people who want to temporarily can carry it on board. If you need a place to practice quietly, how many Please take a seat upstairs!”

"Yeah, got it!"

The people from the Weimei Sect were not interested in going to the upper floors and simply planned to turn around and leave. If they wanted to practice, wouldn't it be better to go to the Heaven-Swallowing Beast of their own.

Just when he turned around, the leading female cultivator, a disciple and grandson of the cultivator, suddenly asked Governor Li.

"Young Daoist Li is the governor of Dingfengdu. He must be very familiar with all the seniors who come to me. I would like to ask, if there were two seniors with advanced cultivation in Yuhuai Mountain, do you recognize them?"

Taoist surnamed Li thought for a while and replied.

"Among them, the long-bearded old man is the real person of Yuhuai Mountain, Yuanziju. This old man rarely goes out. The earliest record of him in Yuelu Mountain was six hundred years ago. His true age is unknown, but his profound knowledge can be imagined. ."

Age is not necessarily the criterion for measuring cultivation. For example, due to talent and other reasons, a sixty-year-old young monk may not have a lower cultivation level than a hundred-year-old monk, but if he is older than a certain level, it will be. After all, he is so old. , if you are not good at cultivation, you will die of old age long ago.

After talking about Ju Yuanzi, the monk surnamed Li thought of Ji Yuan and continued to speak.

"There is another senior whom Li has never seen before, but the monks at Yuhuai Mountain respect him very much, even Ju Yuanzi, and call him 'Mr. Ji'. Judging from Li , that senior is probably not a monk from Yuhuaishan, but he has a good personal relationship with Yuhuaishan."

"Okay, thank you fellow Taoist for informing me!"

"You're welcome!"

After asking questions, they left. The female cultivators of the Wei Mei Sect seemed to be more vigorous and resolute than many men. As soon as they left, the governor surnamed Li over there also breathed a sigh of relief. The people of the Wei Mei Sect don't like to deal with outsiders. The same goes for outsiders who know the habits of Wei Mei Sect.

This is not to say that people from the Wei Mei Sect are unreasonable. There are only a small number of people who are truly unreasonable among the immortal cultivators. However, there are quite a few people who believe in dead reason or cannot get rid of the sand in their eyes. The Wei Mei Sect is a little bit of the former. For the latter, the method of practice emphasizes tranquility, clarity, and a still mind, so sometimes the attitude seems to be very cold. If there is a disagreement, the kind of female cultivator from the Weimei Sect who is expressionless and careless but will not give in is the most terrifying.

In the Dingfengdu Market, a group of monks from Yuhuai Mountain were also walking around together. Ji Yuan, Ju Yuanzi and Qiu Feng were walking together. Qiu Feng, who had arrived first, was introducing some markets to Ji Yuan and Ju Yuanzi. special buildings.

It is mainly a place hosted by some cultivators. Most of them are about the sale of various treasures and spiritual objects. There are also monks who use their unique vision to identify spiritual objects for people, so as to form good relationships.

Some are stalls in the market, and some are independent buildings. It has obviously begun to have a certain "brand effect."

The market here is obviously much more lively than the small market on the flying boat in Jiu Feng Mountain that Ji Yuan has been to before, and the things are much richer. There are countless strange things.

Ji Yuan even saw some immortal cultivators selling various rare little monsters. These little monsters were very weak, and some of them could be killed by mortals if they were not careful, but they each had their own magical uses. He passed by a stall where an old immortal was selling a kind of blue spirit.

This is a thumb-sized villain with a pair of transparent blue wings behind his back. He is locked in a black metal cage. The cage is covered with a black cloth, but because of the magic, people can Through the black cloth, you can see the three little people inside who are having fun with each other, but the little people inside cannot see outside.

One thing about the stalls of those cultivating immortals is very different from the secular market, that is, the stall owners rarely shout. Instead, they meditate attentively in the stalls, and only speak when interested Taoist friends come.

Seeing Ji Yuan and a group of Yuhuai Mountain monks stopping by, the old monk opened his mouth and introduced a few words.

"Fellow Taoists, the one in this cage is Lan Mengmei. He likes to steal dreams at the ear openings of people when they are asleep, that is, to steal the spirit. Some people have obviously had enough sleep, but they wake up feeling depressed. Maybe they are causing trouble."

"What else do they do?"

Ji Yuan asked, and the stall owner thought about it carefully.

"If they are willing, they can help people retrace their dreams and redo or continue the same dream. However, they are also very fragile and may be crushed to death by people who turn over in their sleep."

Because they are spirits born between the spirit and the dream, most of the body will dissipate quickly after death, leaving only a little blood stain. Some people wake up in the morning and find blood stains on their pillow mats, but there is no trace of blood on their bodies. The scars may be from the spirit that was crushed to death last night.

"How about it? Are the three fellow Taoists interested in buying them? This cage is also given as a gift. If you can give me one or two of the wood essence essence, you can also give me some elixirs such as Shengdan to replenish my vitality. ."

Qiu Feng couldn't help but say.

"Such spirits are of little use to us, so why should we buy them? However, this thing looks a bit special."

Qiu Feng said, picking up a golden-red feather from the stall, about the length of a forearm. After absorbing the spiritual energy, it faintly glowed with heat towards the surroundings.

"I don't know what kind of monster left this feather, and there is no ordinary monster energy on it. I picked it up in the East China Sea. Occasionally, heat flowed out, but it was only to the extent that my fellow Taoist is stimulating it now. , Firstly, it cannot be practiced as a magical weapon, and secondly, it cannot help people practice. It may have other magical uses, but I don’t know.”

Ji Yuan didn't care about the feather at first, until Qiu Fengdu entered the aura and stimulated the heat on it. A feeling that made his heart palpitate came out from the feather. Ji Yuan was so horrified that he almost took a few steps back. With his powerful It took a lot of concentration to hold back and not move.

'Are you kidding me... you don't have any evil spirit? It’s so evil! ’

Ji Yuan had opened his eyes wide and stared at the feather in Qiu Feng's hand. The feather that Qiu Feng and the stall owner were talking about calmly was emitting waves of black and red terrifying evil spirit. It's very light and very scary.

In recent years, Ji Yuan has rarely felt truly afraid.

A feather is like this, Ji Yuan can't imagine what kind of monster it would be if the owner of the feather were here. Could it be...

Thinking about it, Ji Yuan couldn't help but look up at the sky, as if he could see the sun through the clouds and mists above the summit.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji?"

"Uh-huh?"

Ji Yuan suddenly woke up. The demonic aura emitted by the feather just now made him lose his energy, and he was in a rare trance.

Ju Yuanzi and Qiu Feng are a group of monks in Yuhuai Mountain who are familiar with Ji Yuan. They know that Mr. Ji looked at the feather in a daze. It is possible that the feather is extraordinary, but the stall owner doesn't know.

"Well, Mr. Ji, these feathers seem quite nice. Do you want to buy them back for decoration?"

Qiu Feng asked this question. Ji Yuan was stunned and replied with a smile.

"Yes, but it is not for decoration. Since this feather can absorb spiritual energy, Ji does not believe in evil and wants to go back and cast spells to see if it has any other magical uses. By the way, fellow Taoist, how can I sell this feather?"

The old monk glanced at the three of them and held out two fingers.

"Two kilograms of wood element condensation, or two kilograms and eighty ounces of other condensations among the Five Elements, or elixirs such as Huansheng Dan that can replenish vitality!"

"So expensive? Didn't you say it's useless?"

Qiu Feng couldn't help but ask, and the old monk smiled.

"Things are rare and valuable. I can't do anything with it, but I can't find its origin. Besides, these two Taoist friends are profound, so maybe they have rules and regulations."

"You are..."

Qiu Feng still wanted to speak, but Ji Yuan stopped him.

"Fellow Taoist is right, and I won't bargain for the price, but I don't have the essence of wood on my body, nor the elixir to replenish my vitality. Do you think this can be purchased?"

As he spoke, Ji Yuan took out the two newly refined magic coins from his sleeves.

As soon as the magic money came out, the surrounding spiritual energy was faintly affected. A deep brass-colored stream of light flowed past the edge of the magic money, and a Tao Yun aura condensed and never dispersed.

The old monk subconsciously moved closer.

"Can I take a closer look?"

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Ji Yuan handed over one of the magic coins. After the old monk took it, he used the magic to feel it. The mystery gradually became clear but it was not entirely clear.

"This thing is called Dharma Money. It is something that Ji has carefully refined. It can only be said that it has many wonderful uses. Can two such Dharma Money be worth the price?"

Qiu Feng stared at the magic money and subconsciously raised his hand.

"Mr. Ji, I have Mu Xing Ning Cui, I have it! If you don't have this Dharma money..."

"Sold it, I want these two magic coins. Now give me Mu Xing Ning Cui, I don't want it anymore, I just want the magic money!"

As a cultivator of immortality, the stall owner was a little impatient at this moment. He looked at Qiu Feng warily, fearing that the magic money he was about to get would change hands.

"Haha, okay, I'll give you this one too, please keep it."

Ji Yuan handed over another magic coin, then reached out and took away the feather.