Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 222 Heavenly Punishment Grass

Between these stone houses, there are bluestone streets of varying widths, as dense as a spider web. Many people come and go.

Some impatient monks even set up stalls in some of the city's markets. Other monks actually came forward to ask for prices and trade.

After all, when the trade fair officially opens, although there are many treasures and various rare materials, they are definitely not affordable for ordinary monks. If you really want to buy suitable materials that are a little rarer, you should find them early and buy them.

The city of Tiantian, which is usually a little deserted, becomes bustling during the trade fair, as lively as an ordinary city in the mortal world.

Nie Zhaonan and Wang Ning walked on the street of the market town, glancing at the stalls on both sides.

With their knowledge, there was almost nothing they could not recognize once they caught their eyes. Although these things were considered precious to low-level cultivators, they were of no use to them.

Perhaps because it was rare for them to go shopping together, Nie Zhaonan and Wang Ning did not feel bored.

After strolling in the market for a while and finding nothing to gain, the two of them headed towards the large shops. They slowly visited one large shop after another, and when they came out of an attic, half a day had passed without them noticing.

After wandering around for a while, the two stopped in front of a jade-white attic.

This attic has three floors, ranging in size from large to small. On the door of the attic, there is also a simple silver-edged plaque hanging.

Three golden characters "Jinglong Pavilion" are written on it.

"Should we go in?" Wang asked, staring at the wooden sign on the side of the gate that read 'This building is reserved, no outsiders allowed'.

It looked like an ordinary restaurant, with guests coming and going, and the sound of toasting and exchanging cups could be heard from inside. However, with her divine sense, it was not difficult to find that everything was just an illusion.

"There should be a small trade fair inside. Let's go and take a look." Nie Zhaonan said in a calm voice.

Nie Zhaonan walked towards the restaurant, and Wang Ning naturally followed Nie Zhaonan with light steps.

As a result, as soon as the two entered the door, the light in front of them immediately dimmed, and the guests in the attic, the waiter and other figures, immediately disappeared like bubbles, and the noisy sounds also stopped abruptly.

Nie Zhaonan glanced around casually. It was empty everywhere, with a faint gray mist all around. There was only an old wooden table in the middle with a bronze oil lamp on it.

Behind the oil lamp sat a kind-looking Taoist priest in a gray robe, about fifty or sixty years old. He was looking at the two of them with a smile, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Because he couldn't see the true cultivation level of the two people in front of him, even their appearance was the same.

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight, but you two Taoist friends are such strangers. I have never seen you before. Could you be fellow Taoists who have just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage?" The Taoist in gray robe smiled and stopped paying attention to the two people's problems. Instead, he greeted them warmly.

There are innumerable miraculous skills and secret techniques in the world, and there are many that he cannot figure out.

"Fellow Daoist Tianjing's guess is correct. I am Nie Zhaonan from Huangfeng Valley, and the person next to me is my Taoist partner." Nie Zhaonan said with a faint smile, revealing his true face at the same time.

As for Wang Ning, she didn't make any movement and just stood quietly beside Nie Zhaonan.

"Oh? It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Nie from Huangfeng Valley. You look young and must have a bright future ahead of you." A strange look flashed in Taoist Tianjing's eyes. It was obvious that he had heard of Nie Zhaonan's name. He praised him kindly with a smile on his face.

At the same time, he was secretly wondering how come the person in front of him had a Taoist partner in the Nascent Soul stage?
This was obviously inconsistent with the information he had heard, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I wonder how long it will take for the trade fair to start?" Nie Zhaonan said calmly.

"We still have to wait for a few Taoist friends before the trade fair begins. You two Taoist friends, take these two Wu Ling masks and go upstairs to wait. I still have to wait for other Taoist friends here, so I can't accompany you." Taoist Tianjing flipped his hands, two white lights flashed, and a mask carved out of ebony appeared in each hand. Runes were faintly visible on the surface, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not ordinary things.

He threw the masks to Nie Zhaonan and the other two with both hands, and at the same time a white magic spell was cast into the mist behind him.

The fog suddenly dissipated, revealing a pair of glowing stone stairs that seemed to lead to the second floor.

Nie Zhaonan and Wang Ning nodded to Master Tianjing, then walked around the table and went up.

He also wore a mask on his face while walking.

In just a moment, the two of them had walked up the stairs to the second floor of the attic.

It was bright inside. There were hundreds of fist-sized moonstones inlaid on the roof and the surrounding walls, making the place as bright as day.

However, the second floor was naturally no longer empty. Instead, there were tables and chairs placed against the walls. Many of them were occupied by monks in different clothes. There were more than twenty of them, and judging from their clothes and hair, there were both men and women of different ages.

Nie Zhaonan also saw two familiar faces among them, the Fat and Beautiful Demons.

When these people saw someone coming up, they just glanced at Nie Zhaonan and the other two. After seeing that they couldn't see any clues, they stopped paying attention and sat in their chairs with their eyes closed to rest.

Nie Zhaonan didn't care about it. He took Wang Ning to find an empty seat and they sat down next to each other.

The second floor of the attic remained silent the whole time, which seemed really weird and depressing.

After a long period of time, several more Nascent Soul monks came up one after another wearing masks.

Of course, there was also a short fire dragon boy without a mask, and Nie Zhaonan had no intention of taking the initiative to recognize the fire dragon boy.

When the last person of Master Tian Jing walked up, all the monks present opened their eyes and looked over at the same time.

Master Tianjing walked directly to the middle of the second floor, then raised his hand and moved to one side. A wooden table was wrapped in white light and was sucked to him, and then he said with a smile:

"It's almost time. All the fellow Taoists who are supposed to come have already arrived. If fellow Taoists have no objections, let's start the exchange meeting."

"Master Tianjing is too polite. However, I am indeed impatient. How about you start with me first?" A monk in brocade robes who was sitting next to Master Tianjing said with a faint smile.

"Haha. Since you are so anxious, let you start."

Taoist Tianjing chuckled, stepped back a few steps, and actually asked the monk in brocade robe to start first.

As for the rules of the exchange meeting, none of the monks present have experienced them countless times, so there is no need to waste any time introducing them.

"Hehe, since Brother Tianjing said so, I won't be polite." The monk in brocade robe was slightly startled, then stood up openly, clasped his fists to the left and right, and gently patted the storage bag under his robe with one hand. As a result, a red light flashed, and a palm-sized wooden box appeared in his hand.

The eyes behind the brocade robe and mask swept across everyone, revealing a hint of pride, and then he lightly tapped the two talismans with his fingers. The gold and silver talismans floated down, and the lid of the box opened automatically.

Suddenly, a fiery red object slowly emerged from the box. It turned out to be a strange Ganoderma lucidum shrouded in red mist.

This Ganoderma lucidum is only a few inches in size, but its whole body is red and hot, its surface is smooth and crystal clear, and there are red clouds hovering around it, as if it is surrounded by fairy energy, and it looks like something from the fairy family!

"The Chi Jing Zhi has a history of three thousand years! This thing only grows in the lava and fire. It is impossible for ordinary people to see it, let alone get it. Daoist friend, you are really good at it." A monk in black clothes sighed and murmured. I don't know whether it is envy or jealousy!

There was also a commotion among the other monks, and several monks who came together even discussed in low voices without any scruples.

Nie Zhaonan, however, remained unmoved. He had already traded for one plant of Chi Jing Zhi in the Chaos Star Sea, so there was no need to trade it again.

Then the man in brocade robe told them the items he wanted to trade.

Immediately, several monks went up one after another, whispered a few words to the monk in brocade robe, and then each took out a few things for the monk in brocade robe to see.

Others couldn't see clearly, but the monk in brocade robes just lowered his head and glanced at him, then rejected him without any hesitation, causing those monks to retreat back to their original positions in dismay.

After some tug of war, the Chi Jing Zhi was traded to a man who took out several jade boxes.

Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashed with blue light, and he could see clearly that the person who traded the Red Essence Ganoderma was actually Han Li, which surprised him a little.

"Okay. The fellow Taoist just now has completed the exchange. How about this fellow Taoist now, please continue in order?" Zhenren Tianjing suggested with a smile to another female cultivator who was sitting near the brocade-robed cultivator.

The light green woman stood up and took out a white essence ring that was several inches in size. She traded it for a bottle of Nascent Soul Stage elixir very smoothly.

One of the cultivators below stood up automatically without waiting for Master Tianjing to call him.

"What I took out this time was a box of Star Steel Sand. I plan to use this..."

The exchange was going on smoothly. One by one, the things that the Nascent Soul cultivators brought out were all rare and precious, far beyond what could be seen in the market. Even one of these things would cost an ordinary Jindan cultivator a fortune, and he might not be able to get it.

Of course, not everyone exchanged successfully. A few failed to exchange because the items were too rare, or the items they brought out were good, but the items they wanted to exchange were really scarce.

Because Nie Zhaonan and Wang Ning were in the front positions, it was Nie Zhaonan's turn soon.

Nie Zhaonan stood up, and with a flick of his sleeves, two jade boxes as big as fists floated in the air.

He pointed gently at the two jade boxes, and they opened by themselves, revealing two round demon pills, which were blue and extraordinary.

"Seventh-level demon pill!" A yellow-robed monk couldn't help but speak out.

You know, in Tiannan, the value of just one level seven demon pill is enough to be compared with the three thousand year old red essence ganoderma, not to mention that two of them appeared at once.

All of these cultivators were well-informed people, and they naturally knew the extraordinary value of the seventh-level demon pill. They were all excited to see such a treasure at the exchange meeting.

The Fire Dragon Boy and Lu Luo who were present at the table could not help but look at each other, their eyes locked with a look of understanding.

They also guessed Nie Zhaonan's identity.

"Two seventh-level demon pills, each in exchange for a thousand-year-old 'Tian Xing Grass' and the method of refining a high-level puppet." Nie Zhaonan was unmoved by the expressions of the cultivators present and said in a light tone.

Tianxing grass was the only elixir he lacked for refining elixirs for the late Nascent Soul stage. As for the method of refining high-level puppets, he thought of Master Tianjing who had an ancient Nascent Soul stage puppet refining jade slip in his hand, so he could trade it together.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the place fell silent.

"Tian Xing Grass? Why have I never heard of this kind of spiritual herb?" The man in brocade robe had a hint of surprise in his eyes, then his expression returned to normal and he spoke in a low voice.

"I have seen this kind of elixir on an ancient pill recipe. It is the main ingredient for refining elixirs for the late Nascent Soul stage, but the age of the medicine seems to require three thousand years." After a cultivator pondered for a while, he told the information he knew without any taboo.

All of a sudden, everyone in the field became confused, with strange looks on their faces. They really couldn't figure out the use of trading a thousand-year-old Tianxing grass.

"Any method to refine a puppet? Even if it is impossible to refine it?" asked Tianjing Zhenren with a smile.

"I collected puppet-making methods mainly to study puppetry in depth. I don't ask to be able to make them, as long as it can inspire me." Nie Zhaonan said in a calm tone, half-truthfully.

The main material for refining high-level puppets is thousand-year-old iron wood. He can produce as many as he wants. The only thing that limits the number of puppets he can refine is some other rare auxiliary materials.

"Okay, since you said so. This is the jade slip that records the method of refining ancient puppets. Please take a look." Taoist Master Tianjing quickly took out a jade slip as white as jade from his storage bag and threw it directly to Nie Zhaonan, then showed a look of joy.

Nie Zhaonan grabbed the jade slip, invaded it with his spiritual consciousness, and scanned its contents.

After confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions in the puppet refining method recorded in the jade slip, he put the jade slip away.

"make a deal!"

Then he gently waved his sleeves at a jade box, and the jade box slowly flew towards Tianjing Zhenren.

Seeing this scene, Master Tianjing showed a trace of astonishment. He thought that he would have to bargain with Nie Zhaonan for a while before he could get the demon pill, but he was confused by Nie Zhaonan's quick and decisive move to make the deal, as if he was the one who suffered a loss.

Having obtained the demon pill, he did not think any more about it. Tianjing Zhenren put the jade box away with a smile, then sat back in the chair.

But after reaching a deal with Master Tianjing, the hall became quiet and no one spoke anymore, as if no one present really had the Tianxing Grass.

Although he had already expected that it would not be so easy to obtain the Heavenly Punishment Grass, Nie Zhaonan still sighed secretly, glanced at the surrounding cultivators casually, took a step back and said:

Thank you to all the Taoists for your collection, recommendation and monthly ticket support!

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(End of this chapter)