Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling's appearance did not attract the attention of the monks who traded spirit beasts outside the East Gate. Ye Ling was too ordinary in terms of her clothes and appearance. Among the crowd, she was definitely the most inconspicuous one.

Now Ye Ling still lacks a fast-flying third-level mount. He has seen Song Qiong's third-level spiritual crane. It is more than a little faster than his second-level fire eagle. It is worth buying and will definitely be of great use in the future. .

Ye Ling came to an old man who was setting up a stall and saw that he was wearing a crane cloak and a tiger-print robe underneath. The attire was very strange. He is neither like a hunting monk, nor an ordinary sect disciple, nor a casual cultivator.

Because Ye Ling discovered that the old man wearing a crane cloak had a jade sign in the shape of an animal head tied around his waist. It was obviously the jade sign of the sect that represented his identity. All this was triggered. Ye Ling's curiosity.

"This old Taoist friend, may I ask which sect or sect you come from? It seems that you are not a monk from the five major sects around our Maple Bridge Town."

Ye Ling looked calm, suppressed his curiosity in his heart, and asked calmly.

The old man in the crane cloak glanced at Ye Ling and saw that he was wearing a moon-white satin gown. He didn't even have the third-level top-grade robes or equipment on him, and he immediately looked down upon him. The old man in the crane cloak said quite proudly: "Zong? What are the sects around Maple Bridge Town? I am the ninth great immortal sect of the Wu Kingdom and a third-generation disciple of the beast-taming immortal sect!"

Ye Ling suddenly understood, and his eyes lit up. No wonder the jade token he was carrying was different, and his clothes were also very different from those of the monks of the sect.

The monks who were doing business in the nearby Spirit Beast Market, listening to the old man's proud words, all looked at him sideways, Immortal Sect monk! In their eyes, he is definitely superior to others.

I don’t know how many people want to enter the nine great immortal sects of the Wu Kingdom to practice, but they have no chance to join. Only monks with high spiritual qualifications; or wait until the Qi training period disciple competition in Maple Bridge Town to win the top 100 Qi training disciples. Only ninth-level monks can worship the Immortal Gate.

Ye Ling knew this rule. Lu Binglan, the proud daughter of the Lu Cultivation Immortal Family in Maple Bridge Town, belonged to the former group. She had excellent qualifications with a single ice spirit root, so she joined the Heavenly Alchemy Immortal Sect early on. .

And this old man wearing a crane cloak should belong to the latter. Because his spiritual root aptitude may not be very high, the fact that he has reached the ninth level of Qi training at such an old age is enough to prove this.

Ye Ling secretly thought: "I think this old man wearing a crane cloak is also a strong Qi practitioner in a small town! Only then is he qualified to join the Beast Taming Immortal Sect. For some reason, he didn't build a foundation. Could it be that he didn't get a good ranking in the Qi Training Disciple Competition? Or did he fail after taking the Foundation Establishment Pill? But no matter what, he came to Fengqiao Town to do business, and he must have earned spiritual stones. Maybe there really is a good spiritual beast mount.”

The old man in the crane cloak seemed to be immersed in the envious and even jealous eyes of everyone. He was full of arrogance and looked down at everyone. He didn't seem to pay attention to Ye Ling, who was at the seventh level of Qi training. In his opinion, Ye Ling didn't have anything top-grade. The equipment is really too poor.

How did he know that Ye Ling's Immortal Mansion Jade Pendant contained many pieces of top-grade third-level equipment, including ice silk robes, aura amulets, Liuying belts, etc. As long as Ye Ling makes a thought, these equipments will be worn on his body instantly, and he doesn't need to wear them at all to show off in the market.

In addition, Ye Ling also wanted to avoid attracting the attention of others, let alone letting others recognize that he was the mysterious monk at the Wanbao Pavilion auction. These magical weapons and robes obtained from the auction cannot be easily exposed to the public, otherwise It will inevitably lead to death!

The old man in the crane cloak saw that Ye Ling had turned away his consciousness to scan the spirit beast bag on his stall. He was unhappy and said coldly: "Young man, why don't you leave? The spirit beasts in my stall can only be purchased by ordinary monks." Sorry! It’s not that I underestimate you, you can’t afford the cheapest third-level spirit beast here.”

Ye Ling smiled calmly: "Oh? Let me ask you. Do you have a third-level mount bird in your stall?"

"Of course! And there's more than one, ranging from 3,000 to 8,000 spiritual stones. Can you afford it?"

The old man in the crane cloak of the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect frowned and glared at Ye Ling, as if if he quoted a high price, he would be frightened and turn away.

However, Ye Ling didn't move at all. He looked very interested, nodded and said with a smile: "Haha, it's really not cheap! Take them all out of the spirit beast bag, I want to look at them one by one."

The fire of the old man in the crane cloak hit him upwards, his brows were furrowed, his face darkened, and he said rudely: "Are you just trying to amuse me? I, a monk from the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect, am not a vegetarian. !”

Ye Ling was both angry and funny. He had seen this kind of scene many times. He took out a storage bag and threw it in front of the old man in the crane cloak. The shining spirit stone was revealed, reflecting the brilliance of the sun, taking away the light. Human eyes!

Ye Ling said coldly: "This is 20,000 spirit stones. You look at the money, and I look at the goods! Just show me the best third-level mount, and I want to see if it is worth 8,000!"

The eyes of the old man in the crane cloak suddenly shone brightly, as if they were intertwining with the spiritual stone. He was so shocked that he quickly changed his smile and said with a laugh: "Hey, fellow Taoist, you are really a genius. If you don't show your true self, you won't show your true self! The little old man was very offended with his words just now because he was anxious and upset because he couldn't find a good buyer in the past few days. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, the old man in the crane cloak stood up and bowed repeatedly, showing great respect.

Ye Ling saw the sudden change of the old man and sneered in his heart, knowing that the old man was respectful to the spirit stone, not really so humble.

Ye Ling's expression did not change, and he still said coldly: "Forget it, quickly release the third-level mount! I will buy it if the goods are good. If the goods are ordinary, I will go somewhere else."

The old man He took out an exquisite spirit beast bag and said with a smile: "I brought a third-level mutant demon dragon from the fairy gate! It's only sold for 8,000 spirit stones, which is absolutely cheap. Please take a look, fellow Taoist!"

"Mutated demon dragon?"

Ye Ling's mind was shocked. The demon dragon mount is definitely the rarest mount among the third-level spirit beasts! Especially the mutant demon dragon, which shows that the root bone qualification is not bad, and it is even possible to be promoted to the fourth level!

The old man He slapped the spirit beast bag, and a water blue demon dragon soared into the sky! The entire spirit beast market outside the East Gate was filled with exclamations!

"What! A third-level demon dragon? Where did it come from? It's rare to see such spirit beasts around our Fengqiao Town!"

"Yes, I only heard that there is a seventh-level ice dragon guarding the dense forest of Songyang. Other than that, I have never seen a demon dragon!"

Everyone was talking about it, and they all gathered around the old man He Chang to ask about the price. Many people even stared at the demon dragon with unfriendly expressions, very jealous.

The old man He Chang proudly separated his index finger and thumb, showed the hand sign of the character "eight" to everyone, and said proudly: "Eight thousand spirit stones! How about it? I don't sell it expensively, right? Hehe, don't have any bad ideas, I am from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect!"