Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 322

"Family cultivating immortals, my mobile phone has passed through (

Under the black veil, there is a woman's body wrapped, just under the cloak, don't block all the qi and news, don't know her identity, don't know its origin, don't know its roots,

After entering here, Ye Linglong was hiding her breath.

Lu Xuanji couldn't see her, but she could see Lu Xuanji.

When we met again, Lu Xuanji didn't change much in appearance. He was still eighteen years old. He was wearing a white robe, elegant and calm, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. The feeling of heart palpitations came.

No one would think he was weak.

A cultivator who can enter the Golden Core is not comprehension, aptitude, chance, hard work, background, luck, etc., it is all first-class.

Jindan cultivator, standing on the top of a billion people and a million cultivators, can't do it just by saying "I will work harder than anyone" or "I have an invincible Taoism".

Thinking back to the past, cheating death and leaving to join the Shenshui Palace, at the moment of leaving, there was no regret, only shame. But 300 years later, Lu Xuanji was already in the golden core realm, and even she couldn't figure out how powerful her breath was.

Lu Xuanji's change only surprised her.

But Ye Wanyi's change was startling.

After the shock, there was a touch of sourness.

At the beginning, Ye Wanyi was only two spiritual roots of water and fire, water and fire conflicted, and the grade of spiritual roots was not good. Her parents were born mortals, and she had no great background. The probability of hitting Zifu was only two layers, or even lower.

Goodbye at this moment, Ye Wanyi has proved the golden elixir, turned into an ice spirit root, and condensed the ice soul dao body. No matter what the foundation is, it is considered to be the top level, and even there is a certain chance to enter the Nascent Soul realm.

The humble female cultivator in the past now has the tendency to turn into a phoenix.

Ye Wanyi's fate was almost reversed.

On the contrary, most of the cultivators of the Ye family's peers have already sat down.

Among the female cultivators of the Ye family, when Ye Xiaoxiao was on the third floor of the Purple Mansion, she was stunned on the spot because of her madness; Ye Chenyu traveled abroad without a trace, and may have died in a certain doom; as for her step, she entered the golden elixir , but it is only a middle-grade Jindan, and it is necessary to polish the Jindan to a high-grade, in order to have a chance to enter the Nascent Soul.

It has not been seen in three hundred years, and things are different from people.

Most of the monks of the same generation died, and only a few were alive.

At this time, seeing the two old friends from the past, I couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Just three spirit medicines are not enough, more than a thousand spirit stones need to be added!"

Daoist Lihuo said.

"Can!"

Lu Xuanji nodded and said, handing over three spirit medicines and more than a thousand spirit stones.

Daoist Lihuo smiled and handed over a storage bag.

In the storage bag, there was a stone taller than one person. It was gray in appearance, with silver white spots on it, some golden light spots, and green stripes and cyan traces branded on it. This is a piece of high-quality divine material, in which some divine materials can be extracted and weapons can be forged.

After careful inspection, Lu Xuanji put it into the storage bag.

The transaction is completed, and the Taoist Li Huo leaves.

Another monk came forward and traded items.

Soon the items were traded, and at this moment, Lu Xuanji frowned slightly, feeling a gaze staring at him.

I wanted to look up, but I held back.

After a while, he casually looked up and saw a black cloak. Under the black cloak, he could not see his face, his roots, or his origin. It seemed to be a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator, and again. Appears to be an overseas monk.

At the barter conference, some Jindan cultivators showed their true colors directly, while some Jindan cultivators concealed their true colors and did not know the details.

"Who is he?"

Lu Xuanji pondered in his heart, stood up, and began to wander around the hall. He approached a small stall and asked, "How does this white dazzling stone count!"

"I need a gold knot for my son!"

The real Changhe said.

"But this white dazzling stone, the price is not enough for a golden pill!"

"I can add two hundred spirit stones!"

"Five Hundred Spirit Stones"

"Two hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

"Four hundred spirit stones!"

After negotiating the price, the price was finally fixed at the three hundred spirit stones, and the transaction was completed.

Lu Xuanji went to another booth again, bought some ores, and began to buy wildly, preparing for the refining of the next weapon.

Justice is within the caliber, and truth is within the range.

In the world of immortality, it is even more so.

Force can solve most problems, if not, continue to increase firepower.

Next, he plans to refine a weapon [Xi Tian Cannon], which is a weapon that focuses on outbreaks and attacks.

Walking on, he came to the man in black and asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you from overseas?"

"Yes!"

The black-clothed Jindan said, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

"Above the East China Sea, there are many islands. Chaos is the main factor, and there are many killings and fighting. It is not easy for the human race to survive there!" Lu Xuanji asked: "What is the price of this piece of deep-sea silver?"

"The price is two hundred spirit stones!"

The man in black said ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The spirit stones here are not low-grade, but middle-grade spirit stones.

"Can!"

Lu Xuanji nodded.

"I need one hundred and fifty spirit stones, five pure Yang Pills, and one Nirvana Pill!" said the man in black.

"Can!"

Lu Xuanji said, taking out one hundred and fifty spirit stones, five more pure yang dang, and one nirvana pill, the transaction was completed.

After the transaction, Lu Xuan said goodbye and left.

The whole process was uneventful, without the slightest twists and turns, just a normal transaction.

But when he returned to his original position, Lu Xuanji was flustered.

The man in black was well hidden, but he still noticed something tricky. The man in black was a woman, with Shui Linggen and Jin Linggen, with strong qi and blood, strong mana and vitality, and seemed to be very old. Small, less than five hundred years old.

The man in black knows him.

"Who is it?"

Lu Xuanji was very curious, but he still forcibly suppressed his inner desire to explore.

After about three hours, the transaction was over.

Everyone left one after another, each returning to their own homes.

After returning to the inn, Lu Xuanji greeted him and entered the fire room, urging the formation, and suddenly a strong ground fire surged out, roasting the swallowing cauldron.

After the temperature of the cauldron increased, the ore began to be thrown into it, and it began to melt for preliminary smelting.

A month later, pieces of bright metal flew out.

After a short rest, the smelting started again.

About half a year later, with the opening of the cauldron, a mighty cannon appeared with golden lines on it. The thick muzzle was about one meter long and half a meter high, but there was a hint of destruction brewing in it.

【Xiantian Cannon】Forged successfully.

PS: Second update.

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