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Chapter 243 Countermeasures
"The chalcedony lucidum that Alchemist Wang harvested this time is the oldest, but it is only a 500-year-old plant, which was kept by Alchemist Wang for his own use."
The monk said with regret.
"Could it be that Alchemist Wang has picked chalcedony for more than 800 years and kept it secret?"
The nun said suspiciously beside her.
"That's right, if I got such a treasure, I would definitely hide it secretly and not let outsiders know." Another middle-aged man also echoed.
At this time, the female correction was holding the wine bottle and pouring wine into the glass of the monk sideways, and some soft parts of her body accidentally touched the monk's arm.
At this moment, the monk on the other hand felt his mouth was dry, his eyes were bloodshot, and his head was full of imaginary pictures, and he had already thrown his reason into the sky.
"Impossible, I saw it with my own eyes." At this time, the cultivator had no scruples.
"Really?" the female cultivator said suspiciously.
"Don't believe it? Fortunately, I still have the evidence."
As the monk said, he took out a photo stone from the storage bag and aroused it casually.
The screen showed that Wang Hong was walking along a stream at the front, and there were several people talking behind him, but they were not recorded by the photo stone.
Wang Hong soon came to a cave and got in. Inside the cave was a hall with a spiritual spring. Next to the spiritual spring, nine chalcedony mushrooms grew.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwo of the chalcedony lucidum are only the size of a finger, and the remaining seven are from two hundred to five hundred years old.
Then I heard the exclamation of several people, and then the image shook for a while, and then it disappeared.
"Why is it gone? Aren't there nine plants on it?" the female cultivator asked.
"Oh! At that time, because of Chalcedony, I was not allowed to record, and I was asked to destroy the photo stone, which I secretly kept.
Although there are nine plants here, two of them are too small. Alchemist Wang only picked seven of them, leaving two seedlings. "
The cultivator glanced at the female cultivator, swallowed his saliva and said.
Then, several monks took the opportunity to extract a lot of desired information from the other side of the monks.
An hour later, the waiter from the restaurant walked into the private room. In the private room at this time, there was only the big-eared Foundation Establishment cultivator lying on the table and sleeping soundly. The rest of the cultivators had disappeared. .
The waiter in the shop gently woke up the monk Fang. After waking up, the monk Fang was a little confused. He looked left and right.
After a long time, he seemed to remember that he had been drinking with someone here, and there was also a beautiful nun.
"Senior! When several of your friends left, they once said that you would pay for it, senior. Look..."
The shop waiter said cautiously, he didn't know the specific situation, so he could only ask carefully.
On the one hand, the monk subconsciously touched the storage bag, but the storage bag hanging on his waist disappeared at this moment.
Then he fumbled for his arms in a panic, but there was nothing there, and then searched his whole body. He searched the ground several times, but he couldn't find his storage bag.
"Well...how many spirit stones? Can I have a loan for a few days first?" Brother Fang said a little shyly.
"Senior, there are a total of 130 spirit stones this time, small business, no credit!"
The waiter in the shop changed his cautious tone before and said firmly.
Generally, those who can open a store in Boundary City will have some strength and confidence, and naturally they are not afraid of eating the overlord's meal.
On the one hand, the monks looked annoyed, anxious, angry, and frustrated.
After thinking for a while, he made up his mind and said:
"How about this, my Taoist robe and these boots are both magic weapon level, although they are a bit old, they should be worth the money for this meal."
As the monk said, he took off his Taoist robe and boots, and stuffed them into the hands of the waiter without any explanation.
The clerk at the shop was also a little helpless at this time, so he could only accept it and sell it. It should be worth about one hundred and fifty spirit stones, but it just takes some effort and time.
After a while, monk Fang walked out of the restaurant with bare feet and dejected expression.
When the monk walked to a deserted place, he looked around for a while, and then transformed into a horse-faced monk again.
A storage bag appeared out of nowhere in his hand. The horse-faced monk took out his priestly robe from the storage bag, put on his boots, and hung the storage bag around his waist.
This aspect cultivator was naturally transformed by Wang Hong in disguise. Ever since he practiced the "Invincible Golden Body Art of Changing Muscles and Forging Bone" and entered the small success of skin refining, his transformation skills have become even more difficult to see through.
He also tried his best to spread the news. What he fears most is that others will suspect that he has more than 800 years of chalcedony.
Once he is suspected from this aspect, he is really not sure that he can return to Qingxu Sect alive.
Doing this, although it can't completely rule out doubts in this regard, it can somewhat ease the doubts of others.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had selected these monks a long time ago. These people often work together to trick some unexperienced monks into playing Immortal Dance, and sometimes they also work part-time as intelligence dealers.
In order to convince these people, Wang Hong resorted to all means.
Actually, in Wang Hong's eyes, that female cultivator was only above average in appearance. Wang Hong felt that talking to Shui Rou'er was more interesting, and her appearance was far worse than Yun Qingya's.
After the monk left the restaurant, when the waiter was cleaning up the private room, he found a photo stone in the corner of the private room.
The waiter of the shop did not dare to make his own claims, so he invited the shopkeeper. After the shopkeeper came, he picked up the photo stone and looked at it for a while, then raised his hand and typed out a few formulas.
Then, images emerged in the air, which showed the situation of the previous few people in the private room, including the image that appeared when the side monk activated the photo stone.
Then, taking advantage of the drunken monk, several people took away his storage bag and left in a hurry.
In the next few days, everyone knows how Wang Danshi obtained Chalcedony, how many plants there are, and how old each plant is.
There is just one thing that aroused everyone's curiosity, that is, the place where Alchemist Wang found the ancient monk's cave.
Everyone looked carefully on various maps and found the hill in the cave.
However, I searched almost all around the Boundary Mountain Range, but couldn't find this place.
You must know that the map of the world of cultivating immortals is different from the map of the mortal world.
The maps of the world of cultivating immortals are generally in the form of jade slips, which record specific images of mountains, rivers, and rivers, and the birds, insects, and fish inside are like living creatures.
So, as long as you know the shape of mountains, rivers and rivers, it is very possible to find them from the map.
No one knows that the hills, streams, and grasslands they saw only existed in one cave.
On this day, the auction was finally about to start, and Wang Hong arranged for several of his subordinates to follow suit.