The old monk Jingshuo wiped it from the storage bag, and three bottles of yellow bud pills were arranged on the ground in turn, drawing a white porcelain bottle with orchids blooming in the valley. He picked up a bottle, pulled out the red cloth bottle plug, and gently poured out a pill in the palm of his left hand. The round pill rolled in the heart of his palm.

Zhang Shiping immediately smelled a fragrance. The yellow bud pill on the palm of his hand was yellow and moist, and the size of a longan core. The old monk put the elixir between everyone and waited for everyone to see clearly before taking it back and put it in a white porcelain bottle, and covered it with a red cloth bottle plug. "Everyone, it's still the same rule. There are three bottles of yellow bud pills in total, each bottle of ten, and spiritual objects with both water and wood attributes. Whether it is spiritual medicine ore or monster materials, they can be exchanged first."

Two men and women sitting together, looking in their thirties. The man has an ordinary appearance, but he is in good spirits. The woman has a plump figure and a light mole on the corner of her mouth. The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Senior Wu, how do you think of this water marble?" The male monk took out a stone with green appearance and white mist-shaped inside.

Water Circle, Zhang Shiping stared at the stone in the hand of the male monk that was twice as big as an adult fist, and immediately estimated its value in his heart. It must be worth a bottle of yellow bud pills, and there are a lot more. Water Circle is usually in places with abundant water attributes such as Lingquan and Lingtan, and its size is small and small. It is rare to see that it is as big as this male monk takes it out.

The monk surnamed Wu took the water marble and felt the abundant water-attributed spiritual energy inside. After confirming that the stone was not a golden jade, he pushed a bottle of white porcelain bottle to the couple. "This water marble is of high quality and worth fourteen yellow bud pills." The old monk pushed a bottle of yellow bud pills in front of the male monk. "Whether the rest, do you want yellow bud pills or spirit stones?"

"Spirit Stone." The man spoke first.

"Huangya Pill." The female monk said with certainty. Looking at her husband, the male monk could only change his elixir.

Wu Xishen looked at the young couple with a smile and then put the water wool stone into the storage bag. Hearing that the two of them wanted fourteen yellow bud pills and thirty pills went directly to nearly half of them, everyone said anxiously: "Fellow Daoist Wu."

"Please rest assured." Cultivator Wu took out two white porcelain bottles from the storage bag, one of which contained the yellow bud pill, poured four pills into the empty bottle and handed them to the male monk.

Although these four yellow bud pills are not among the three bottles of pills exchanged, the yellow bud pills have been reduced by one third. The others have also taken out the spiritual objects they are preparing to exchange for. Zhang Shiping naturally took out the sealed blue-eyed golden monkey's eyes.

Cultivator Wu chose a circle and chose a six-minute long Jiao Tenggen, who is 120 years old. He also took a fancy to the black water turtle shell on his hand, the size of a washbasin and is full of spirituality. Cultivator Wu paid another spiritual stone.

Although the old man with blue eyes and golden monkey eyes in Zhang Shiping's hand was interested, he had a black water turtle shell. Between the two, he chose the water-attribute turtle shell.

Although the blue-eyed golden monkey has a golden character, it is not a metal monster. The blue-eyed golden monkey group lives in the forest and is a genuine wood-attribute monster.

Cultivator Wu did not like it. A monk with more white eyes and fewer black eyes moved the eyes on Zhang Shiping's hand very much and asked Zhang Shiping: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I wonder what you want to exchange for with this blue eye?"

Zhang Shiping thought, "It is naturally the best to have elixirs."

The man's face was difficult, and everyone needed elixirs, and he didn't have much on hand.

"But I am quite interested in talismans. I can exchange them for anything about talismans."

After hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief and turned over a jade slip in his hand, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I have a method to make a green brush. I will add ten more spirit stones to change the blue eye in the hand of the fellow Daoist."

"Can you let me take a look first?" Zhang Shiping asked the other party. He had never heard of the first-level green brush in the jade slip. The Zhang family passed down a method called golden light pen.

The other party brushed his palm over the jade slip and arranged a small restriction to hide the contents of the second half of the jade slip. Zhang Shiping could only see a small portion in front. Zhang Shiping would naturally be able to crack this small method. It is not difficult to crack it. It mainly depends on the mysteriousness of the other party's arrangement method. Zhang Shiping only needs one stick of incense to crack this rough restriction set up in a hurry.

Obviously, it cannot be done at this time.

Zhang Shiping honestly put the jade slip on his eyebrows, and after a few breaths, he returned the jade slip to him, and a smile on his face was just right for him. The old monkey king left a piece of fur, and the small bunch of it on the back of his neck was the most suitable.

In the future, the neck hair was the tip of the pen, and the pen holder was not very particular. It was fine with white jade and green bamboo. If you want to use it for a longer time, you would forge it with red spirit copper. The key point was to carved formation patterns, which were exactly what was hidden by the man. Zhang Shiping only saw a small part, which was the new formation patterns.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping agreed, the man untied the small restriction on the jade slip, took out ten spirit stones of different colors, and pushed them over. Zhang Shiping took out the bottle with blue eyes. After checking it, the man put it away. Zhang Shiping used his spiritual sense to look at the contents under the jade slip. When he saw that there was nothing missing in this formation, he felt relieved.

Zhang Shiping's formation was very superficial, and it was too difficult for him to calculate the entire formation for a moment.

The remaining few people each had their own favorite things, discussed and exchanged them. Zhang Shiping then exchanged some medicinal materials for making cinnabar. He also sold more than ten spiritual talismans and obtained another spiritual stone.

Not everyone could change what they wanted at the exchange meeting. After that, Zhang Shiping drove the magic weapon away, and Lin Qing had something to do and followed the other monks to another place.

He was very close to the hill where he lived. After flying for some time, he landed in his yard. When he returned to the house, he opened the already arranged formation. He took out the bronze lamp and saw that the wick did not burn at all after several months.

He added lamp oil to ignite the oil lamp. He had developed a habit over the past few months. Under the light, his magic power would slowly increase, and once he ran the practice, it would grow faster.

He took out the bottle containing monkey blood and the medicinal materials he exchanged, made half a box of cinnabar into bright red cinnabar, took out the yellow talisman and drew more than ten talismans.

It was already dark outside. An oil lamp in the room was bright and the figure was shaking. It was indescribable. Zhang Shiping liked this feeling very much. He put away the cinnabar talisman paper and brushed it cross-legged on the cushion. He first took out the "Swap of Yuanshu". The magical skills on it were very profound. He pondered it word by word, and then he started practicing it.

When this magical consciousness practice was first practiced, it was nothing special, but in the second half of the night, when the first level was about to be successful in cultivation, Zhang Shiping felt like a needle in his mind. This was a normal phenomenon recorded in "The Technique of Changes". He gritted his teeth and persisted, and the pain lasted for half a cup of tea.

After the first level was successful, Zhang Shiping was already sweating profusely and his face was pale. Only then did he realize that the so-called spiritual consciousness was to damage the spiritual consciousness first and train it, like a sword that was forged hundreds of times.

He did not practice the second level. The "Yuanchang Technique" records that after each practice, he had to cultivate his spiritual consciousness three or five days apart. Zhang Shiping used "Qingxuan Fire Control" in the second half of the night to absorb spiritual energy and refine magic power.

Time passed day by day. In a month and a half, Zhang Shiping had already practiced the "State Change Technique" to the fourth level. Without relieving the pain, Zhang Shiping forced the fourth level to succeed. It was very painful, but there was no feeling of soul tearing like the senior brother of the Sutra Pavilion said.

...

In the distant Baiyuan Mountain and in the cave, Zhang Tongan had polished his body and magic power to what he could do in the past few months.

He sent out two notes, turned into two flames and disappeared outside the cave. Then he opened all the formation restrictions in the cave and officially began to break through the foundation-building stage.

The head of the Zhang family and the elder who were practicing on Baiyuan Mountain immediately rushed over after receiving the notes. They found that the cave had already opened the ban, so they sent a middle-aged monk of the Zhang family who was on the third level of Qi training to wait by. All they could do was to wait.

It is said that my fate is up to me, but at some point I can only leave it to fate!
Chapter completed!