I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 109 The Divine Milk of the Earth, Genius Ancient Style

The stone in front of me is about ten feet high and straight. It is more like a stone pillar than a stone. A small part of it is submerged in the water. It is gray and white, and many places are stained with rust-like brown spots.

"Are you sure?" The strange man who was betting looked very strange when he saw that Fu Jin had not used the Origin Technique to explore the stone before choosing the stone to bet.

Could it be that he met some unlearned prodigal?

Discussions also broke out among the onlookers.

"Not bad." Fu Jin nodded. The vitality he sensed in other stones was far less than this stone pillar.

"Brother, you might as well think about it again." Yao Yuekong, who was dressed in purple, said, explaining to Fu Jin in good faith:

"This stone does not come from the ancient Yuanmai mine. The person who delivered the stone came across it by chance a few days ago. He thought it was a bit strange, so he picked it up and put it here."

Normally speaking, of course, the stones mined from the Yuanmai Ancient Mine can cut out valuable things.

Fujin's circulation technique was used to sense the body's constitution. Indeed, as before, there were several small but strong vitality in the brown mottled areas of the stone pillars.

"Just choose it."

Pang Bo was worried, and amidst the pointing and sneering of people on both sides, he came to the old Taoist nun in Daoyi Holy Land and asked about the price.

"Ten pounds of water will do." The old Taoist nun smiled and said the price with a kind expression.

As the deacon of the stone garden, she has also mastered the Origin Technique. When the stones were delivered, she checked them one by one and had a rough idea of ​​the condition of each stone in the garden.

For the stones in this stone garden, ten kilograms of source is indeed not high, but this stone pillar is not mined from the source mine, which is a bit deceptive.

Pang Bo was quite speechless, but he still resisted the change in his expression and took out ten kilograms of energy and paid it.

Many people in the crowd shook their heads, and others looked like they were laughing.

I thought I was meeting an expert, but I didn't expect to witness a fool.

"Go ahead!"

Yao Yuekong naturally would not go back on what he had promised, so he came between the two of them and watched their next actions.

The weirdo took the lead.

He smelled sour, and his clothes were full of oil, but his palms were as white as jade, without any stains.

He moved his fingers towards the stone bead, and one after another golden light flew out from his slender fingers, sinking into it continuously. The gray stone bead seemed to become transparent, and he saw the scene inside.

Then, under the gaze of onlookers, a jade knife flew out and cut along the edge of the stone bead, as if peeling a fruit. The pieces of stone skin fell down, making people feel a little sense of beauty. For a while, there was only The sound of "rustling" has a wonderful rhythm.

Fu Jin also had to admit that the weirdo was indeed powerful, at least much better than the fake him.

Wisps of bright divine light shine out from under the stone skin, making people's eyes feel stinging and making it difficult to look away.

"Is it"

"Shenyuan?"

"It actually cut out the divine source."

Exclamations rang out.

Most of the outer stone skin was cut off, and the scene inside the stone bead was displayed in front of everyone.

This is a fist-sized bead, like the origin cut from the heaven and earth, exuding sacred brilliance, as if it has no substantial form. After breaking away from the stone skin, it is suspended in mid-air, filled with holy breath. It makes people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze, and they can’t help but want to get close to her.

Shenyuan.

It is indeed the source of God.

"Such a large piece of divine source is worth at least [-] kilograms of source." Yao Yuekong stood not far away, feeling the purest essence of life, his expression changed, and he made a judgment.

Of course, most people couldn't exchange fifty thousand kilograms of source for such a large piece of precious divine source. If they really had to trade it, they would probably be able to sell it for a high price of nearly sixty thousand kilograms.

The newly cut divine source attracted everyone's attention, and Yao Yuekong looked at Fu Jin on the other side who had not yet taken action.

"What do you mean, brother?"

"It's a gamble." Fu Jin saw the dazzling divine source of light and still had no intention of retreating.

Looking at the stone pillar moved in front of him, he looked a little hesitant. When everyone was impatient to wait, he pointed out.

A terrifying sharp aura disappeared in a flash. Yao Yuekong, who was not far away, felt the aura and could not help but twitch his brows. Others also felt that the temperature of the stone garden seemed to have suddenly dropped a lot. Sends chills down the spine.

Whoosh.

The sword finger fell on the large brown mottled gray-white stone pillar, easily breaking a small hole in it, and then disappeared. Without any energy, the sharp edge jumped into it, and was put away by Fu Jin with a wave of his sleeves.

Compared with the weirdo's exquisite method of cutting stones, Fu Jin's movements appear extremely rough. This feeling is like that of a beginner, which makes many people not optimistic.

Maybe he really bumped into some dude.

Waves of boos came from the crowd. The expressions of the old Taoist nun from Daoyi Holy Land, Yao Yuekong and the weirdo not far away had changed.

As the hole the size of a fingernail appeared, a fragrant aroma slowly emerged. At first, due to the large number of onlookers, this aroma seemed extremely weak, but as time passed and the boos became louder, The aroma also became stronger.

Wisps of milky white mist overflowed from it, lingering outside the hole for a long time, turning into thin clouds, and even more vigorous vitality emerged.

"This is." The old Taoist nun, who was sitting on the stone platform and looking at all this with a smile, her expression changed drastically, and her body was like flying. She landed in front of the stone pillar. There seemed to be lightning flashing in her eyes, and she could clearly see what was going on. things.

"That's what it is."

The old Taoist nun's movements and expressions were noticed by everyone, and the boos that had just started stopped instantly.

The weirdo who was gambling with Fu Jin also appeared in front of the stone pillar. He practiced the source technique and knew a lot about most of the rare and precious objects in the world. He made a judgment after just a brief inspection.

"Earth milk."

As his voice spread, the crowd of onlookers learned the truth and fell into a dead silence.

But a moment later, a louder cry broke out.

"It turns out to be earth milk."

"how can that be?"

Earth milk is a precious liquid bred from the spiritual roots of the earth.Even ordinary earth milk can be used to nourish elixirs and cultivate medicine kings.

It should be known that each medicine king needs to be nourished by earth milk for more than 8 years before it can be called a "medicine king". It can extend the life of practitioners by three to four hundred years, and can be used repeatedly to increase life span.

And if it is the earth milk born from the roots of the ancestors, it is the immortal juice and jade liquid, which has the magical effect of human flesh and bones of life and death. In terms of value, it is ranked only under the elixir of immortality and is the supreme immortal treasure.

"Look at the quality of ground milk." Someone quickly shouted to remind, this is related to its price and effectiveness.

There are also many people from various forces who are already thinking about exchanging earth milk from this young man in white. Even if they don't use it, they can still give it to their elders.

Before the old Taoist nun could speak, Fu Jin pointed at another brown spot again like a sword.

Holes appear and a faint fragrance escapes.In his induction, there should be earth milk hidden in five places.

Whoosh whoosh.

The sword fingers connected, and the fragrance continued to float and hit the nostrils.

The old Taoist nun who was nearest smelled the aroma, and her expression was almost numb.

Even ordinary earth milk, with such a large amount, is enough to sell for a sky-high price of nearly [-] catties.

Unexpectedly, she was actually sold by Shijinyuan.

The old Taoist nun was so ashamed and angry that she almost wanted to hit the stone pillar to death.

"Thank you, Brother Yuekong." Fu Jin looked at Yao Yuekong, who was amazed, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Yao Yuekong was startled, but he quickly reacted, took out the fine jade, opened holes along them, and slowly led out the earth's milk everywhere.

The milky white crystal earth milk filled a jade basin, the mist turned into clouds, and the fragrance lingered, as if it was shining with jade light, and the vitality was extremely rich.

This amount is enough to cultivate a Medicine King.

"Although the quality is not superior, it is still better than ordinary ground milk."

Yao Yuekong was born in Tianyao Palace, and manages Tianyao Baoque, one of the seven major auction houses in the Holy City. He has a lot of say in the appraisal of some sacred treasures.

"There are many seniors in the city who come from various Holy Land families. As long as your luck is not too bad, it shouldn't be a problem to sell a hundred thousand kilograms of source."

Although it takes more than 8 years to cultivate each Medicine King, the holy land and aristocratic families who have inherited it for a long time do not really care about this. After all, they cultivate Medicine King not for their own use, but for the influence of their power. Inherit and add heritage.

Just like some of the magical elixirs they inherited, they were also passed down from generation to generation by their predecessors countless years ago.

"Brother Yuekong said so, let's leave it to the Tianyao Baoque for auction." Fu Jin smiled.

In his first attempt, he obtained a spiritual object worth [-] kilograms, which gave him a lot of confidence.

"Easy to say." Yaoyuekong also agreed with a smile.

Fu Jin looked at the weirdo opposite.

The other party was quite impressive. He waved his sleeves, and the fist-sized source of energy in front of him flew towards him.

However, compared to that pot of ground milk, the value is still not enough, still less than half.

The weirdo blushed and explained:
"The money I have left is not enough to pay for my other half. If you give me a few days' delay, I will pay you with interest, and I won't lose you half a penny."

This is true. The eight weirdo brothers all have extraordinary source skills. The reason why they cannot produce a hundred thousand kilograms of sources is entirely because they have just entered the city and have not had time to show off their skills.

Fu Jin did not press him, but asked:
"How many of your origin techniques come from the lineage of the Source King?"

The world of practicing Yuan Shu has been passed down for a long time. In addition to the lineage of Yuan Tianshi that Ye Fan inherited, there are also four ancient Yuan Shu families known as the four sects of Yuan Shu. Then there is the most powerful lineage known as Yuan Tianshi. The origin arts faction, the origin king lineage.It's just that this lineage of inheritance usually remains hidden from the world, and few descendants show up.

A look of surprise flashed across the weirdo's face.

The eight of them had sneaked out secretly this time. They didn't know how they could reveal their true identity in front of each other, so they quickly wanted to deny it.

"Brother, there is no need to answer, I just asked casually." Fu Jin smiled and then made a suggestion:
"Brother, I must be able to see that I am not very proficient in Origin Technique, so why don't you stay with me for a while and give me some pointers.

"The remaining half of the source will be used as reward."

The most important thing is that he cannot let these skilled experts ruin the next scene between him and Mark.

The weirdo saw a lot of Fu Jin's details from the beginning, so he had the confidence to make a bet, but unfortunately he lost for some unknown reason in the end.

As for giving advice, Fifty Thousand Jin Yuan is too much.
"Brother, don't you want to know how I won the bet?"

Fu Jin's last question made the weirdo no longer hesitate and said:
"Don't expect me to teach you the origin technique."

"How can I pass on my inheritance to others? I know the rules." Fu Jin was very considerate.

The weirdo finally felt relieved, explained to the other brothers, and stayed with Fu Jin for the time being.

"It's fate that I can meet a few of you today. I'll be the host. How about inviting a few of you to Zui Xian Que for a drink?" After Yao Yuekong explained to the entourage next to him, he began to take the initiative to invite them.

"Then you're welcome." Fu Jin couldn't wait for the opportunity that came to him. He was about to use the other party's identity to make a name for himself.

Pang Bo and the weirdo who temporarily followed did not refuse.

The group of people set off and rushed towards Zuixianque. On the way, Fu Jin also learned the name of the weirdo.

Qi Kong.

Zuixian Palace, known as one of the eight immortal restaurants in the Holy City, has a long history. It is like a palace in the sky, suspended in the air and located among the white clouds and clouds.

Several people walked up the jade steps, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if they were in a fairyland.

In the towering palace, the girl danced in the air, dancing gracefully, like a fairy from heaven.

"Hey, what a coincidence. Let me introduce some acquaintances to you." Yao Yuekong saw a group of people walking in front of him, and his expression moved slightly, showing a look of surprise.

Fu Jin and Pang Bo on the side couldn't help but smile when they saw a familiar figure among the group of people.

It was indeed a coincidence.

"Your Highness, long time no see."

Yao Yuekong said hello, and the crowd in front stopped. A heroic man wearing divine clothes and surrounded by dragon energy turned around with a majestic aura. When he saw Yao Yuekong, he also smiled.

"It turns out to be Brother Yuekong."

"I'm here to introduce some heroes to His Highness." Yao Yuekong was very generous and told the scene just now.

When he heard the word "source technique", the prince, who was born in the Great Xia Dynasty of Zhongzhou, had a strange color flash in his eyes and said with a smile:

"What a coincidence. This Gufeng brother here is also a rare Genshu genius."

"Ancient style?" Fu Jin looked at the handsome young man opposite a little nun in white.

"This person's skill in Origin Technique is quite good." The weirdo Qi Kong looked at the young man's hand and reminded Fu Jin with his spiritual consciousness.

"Ah, you all practice the Origin Technique. You must be brothers who come from the same school, right?" The little nun in white wrinkled her delicate nose and muttered in a low voice.

"Your Highness, what you said is different. How could a mountain villager like me have such an extraordinary senior brother?" A young man named "Gu Feng" walked out and looked at Fu Jin with a calm tone.

"That's right." Fu Jin also came out and said tit for tat:
"How can a handsome young man like me have such an ordinary junior brother?"

The two eyes met in the sky, shining with a brilliance that others could not understand. The invisible momentum was clashing, driving away the clouds around them.

Anyone can see that there is a lot of grudge between these two people.

　I have been adjusting the time recently, so the updates are not strong enough. I would like to say sorry to you all.If nothing else happens, it will be back to normal with tomorrow's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)