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For Ning Cheng, no matter whether this exchange meeting can exchange for a large amount of spiritual grass above level seven, he plans to leave Roland Star. He had already put aside the matter of producing a large amount of Spirit Cleansing True Dew to make people jealous.
¡°Didn¡¯t you hear what I asked you?¡± The eyebrowless male cultivator¡¯s momentum immediately surged, and he pushed directly towards Ning Cheng. He saw more and more monks coming over, but he was only at the seventh level of the God-shaping realm, and he couldn't take advantage at all in terms of cultivation.
After Ning Cheng waited for many cultivators to crowd over, he looked at the eyebrowless male cultivator and said, "I heard that I have a lot of spiritual cleansing dew. As long as you have spiritual herbs, you can come and sell them. Is it possible? , I will only sell it to you, can you afford it?"
"Is there really a soul-cleansing dew?"
"Ah, Spirit Cleansing Dew, what's the price?"
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In a short period of time, Ningcheng¡¯s stall was already overcrowded. Everyone stared at the soul-cleansing dew in front of Ning Cheng's stall, and all kinds of spiritual senses penetrated it. It is a pity that these divine consciousnesses are blocked by the ban without exception.
At this time, everyone knew that Ning Cheng was still an array master. The crowding around is a little better, and few people will take the initiative to offend the formation master unless they have to.
"Everyone, the soul-cleansing dew I have here can only be exchanged for spiritual grass, not spiritual stones. One precious seventh-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for one drop, and two to five ordinary seventh-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for one drop. Eighth-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for one drop. Depending on the value of the spiritual grass, one plant can be exchanged for ten to twenty drops." Ning Cheng clasped his fists and said loudly.
"No way? So expensive? The price of the seventh-level spiritual grass is too low."
Ning Cheng also knew that the price he said was unreasonable and that the price of the seventh-level spiritual grass was too low. But Ning Cheng had no intention of modifying it. He was considering this as a one-and-done deal. And the most important thing to him is the eighth-level spiritual grass. He is now a seventh-level earth elixir master. Even if he gets more seventh-level spiritual grass, it will only be enough for him to refine the seventh-level earth elixir. It's just a little bit higher.
As for the eighth-level spiritual grass, the good thing is far more than replacing twenty drops of spiritual cleansing essence. Ning Cheng also doesn't need a very good eighth-level spiritual grass. He only needs to be able to refine the eighth-level elixir. As for the preciousness of the spiritual grass, it doesn't matter.
Ning Cheng did not explain the price of his Spirit Cleansing Dew. Instead, he said loudly, "Items are limited. Those who want to buy come first. Expiration dates will not apply."
Ning Cheng¡¯s words were more powerful than any explanation. As soon as he finished speaking, someone grabbed a handful of spiritual herbs and rushed over to them and said, "I have purple bamboo buds, silver ground ginseng, and Wu Nian ice flowers here"
"I have black elm, black elm, and black elm grass here"
"I have¡¡"
At this time, there are still people asking about the price, and they all want to be the first to exchange for the Spirit Cleansing Dew.
Ning Cheng¡¯s hands were extremely fast. In a short period of time, the soul-cleansing dew on his table was replaced by handfuls of spiritual herbs. When the other monks saw that Ning Cheng's ring still contained the Spirit Cleansing Dew, they were no longer as crowded as before. Some fierce monks already had fierce gleams in their eyes.
Ning Cheng has so much spiritual cleansing dew alone, and he has also exchanged so many spiritual herbs. This was simply an immeasurable amount of wealth. They had already planned to follow Ning Cheng as soon as he left here.
Only Gongye Yingxiu¡¯s face was extremely gloomy. He knew that the things on Ning Cheng¡¯s body no longer belonged to him. It would be strange for Ning Cheng to sell off the soul-cleansing dew so openly and not be remembered by the top monks later. In his opinion, Ning Cheng was an idiot, and he could only sigh secretly that he was unlucky.
An hour passed, and Ning Cheng had already obtained thousands of seventh-level spiritual grasses and more than three hundred eighth-level spiritual grasses. Just as Ning Cheng expected, these spiritual herbs are all ordinary spiritual herbs, and there are very few special spiritual herbs.
Ning Cheng was helpless. He knew that if he opened a stall here to help others make alchemy, he would receive more spiritual grass in exchange and the level would be better. It would also be of great benefit to improve his alchemy level. Unfortunately, he knew that the danger of doing so was too great. Refining a seventh-level elixir or even an eighth-level elixir would take too long, and he did not have that much time to spend here.
"Okay, all my Spirit Cleansing Dew have been replaced now. I can only say sorry to the friends behind me." Ning Cheng emptied the last jade bottle in front of the stall, raised the jade bottle and said loudly. To advance to the eighth level of alchemy master, Ning Cheng's spiritual grass is enough, so there is no need for him to continue to exchange.
Some of the monks who were not exchanged were making a lot of noise, and a few monks even wanted to smash Ning Cheng¡¯s stall.
The Wumei cultivator who came with Gongye Yingxiu didn't even offer the spiritual grass in exchange. He stared at Ning Cheng, thinking in his mind how to get rid of this rich guy.
&nb, After waiting for a long time, there was no reply from Chao He. Ning Cheng sighed. Living in this place, no one can guarantee that he will be alive in the next moment.
Ning Cheng only had time to send a message, and he was the only one left on Panjiao Mountain. The rolling red magma was only a few thousand meters away from the foot of Panjiao Mountain.
Ning Cheng didn¡¯t hesitate anymore. He took out hundreds of thousands of spirit stones and quickly set up a spirit gathering array. At the same time, he took out the jade teleportation talisman that went to the bottom of the blood river. Setting up the spirit gathering array is just a precaution.
Luolan Star may not explode, or it may take a long time before it explodes. In any case, Ning Cheng doesn't intend to stay here anymore.
This time, under the gathering of Ning Cheng¡¯s true energy, the teleportation jade talisman made a crisp sound, and then a ball of golden light enveloped Ning Cheng.
When the torrent of magma hit the top of Panjiao Mountain, Ning Cheng had disappeared without a trace, and only the golden light that had not dissipated was slowly overflowing.
(Today¡¯s update ends here. At the same time, the sixth volume is also finished. The seventh volume will start tomorrow. Good night, friends!)