Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1028 Not For Sale (Part 5)
"Honzuka's disciples are forbidden to fight in the training ground. This is a canon, let's go!" said Mu Zhangshi coldly.

"It's boring, I thought the guy who said such bold words was a very strong opponent! Now it seems that I am blind, hahaha..." Shui Qingliu left these words and brought his disciples back to the original class The place.

Jin Dong also took his disciples back. Lu Xiaobei clenched his fists tightly. He was definitely a strong man outside. How could he admit defeat after defeating the most scumbag among the foreign disciples.

Seeing Lu Xiaobei like this, Master Mu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, once the seeds of real power in your body are fed, heh, what is the rookie list of foreign disciples worth?" ?”

"I understand, Teacher Mu, let's start!" Lu Xiaobei eagerly said.

"Start what?"

"Cultivation!"

"Hehe, you are in a hurry! You still forgot what I said, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual! All I can give you is theoretical knowledge guidance, and you still have to rely on yourself in actual combat. Rookie list of foreign disciples, Junjie Rankings, elite rankings, the actual combat of these rankings is enough for you to toss! What I will teach you in the first class tonight is forgetting! Forget all the wild ways in your body, and use pure yin and yang techniques to improve your cultivation! Alright, now you can go to the storeroom to buy Yin-Yang Pills, I hope you have good luck, if the storeroom is tight, I can't help you!"

After leaving these words, Mu Zhangshi left the trial ground with his hands behind his back.

Lu Xiaobei looked around at the place where the gold and water disciples were in class, and walked towards the warehouse without any hesitation.

The warehouse is on the east side of the proving ground. From a distance, it looks like a large shed, an arched structure.

Approaching the warehouse, there were two soldiers at the door, one of them stopped Lu Xiaobei with his hand, and said sharply, "What are you doing here?"

"Buy Yin Yang Pill!"

"Birth ID card!"

Lu Xiaobei handed the black wooden sign to the guarding soldier.

The guard put it in his hand for a moment, nodded and said: "The cultivation level is at the early stage of nothingness. The foreign disciple Lu Xiaobei has passed his identity!"

The guard soldier turned around and pressed a button on the warehouse wall, and the warehouse door slowly opened.

It looked like a large laboratory, and some people in white doctor's uniforms and masks were busy.

There is a table at the door, which is similar to the front desk of some companies.

Behind him is a shelf similar to that in an ancient pharmacy. There are many small drawers on the shelf, and the drawers are marked with the names of the items.

Things like martial arts and elixir have clear classifications.

In front of the table sat an old man holding a wine gourd. There was actually a tablet computer in front of him. The old man was still wearing modern clothes, which looked very nondescript.

"Then what, I'll buy some Yin-Yang Pills and Condensation Technique!" Lu Xiaobei stepped forward and said.

The old man who was drinking looked up at Lu Xiaobei, twitched the corner of his mouth, smacked his lips and said, "Boy, you are so lucky, the last five Yin Yang pills are left today, here are the money!"

Lu Xiaobei remembered that Mr. Mu had said that the price of the Yin-Yang Pill was 500 yuan a piece, and then he took out [-] yuan and handed it to the old man.

The old man turned around and took out five purple pills the size of marbles from a drawer on the shelf. He looked like he really wanted the purple potato balls sold by the Golden Arches.

After collecting the money, the old man flipped through the booklet on the side, raised his head and said, "There is no Condensation Technique suitable for your level of cultivation. There is a third-grade martial arts book, do you want it?"

Third Grade Condensation Technique!
Lu Xiaobei was depressed for a while, his current cultivation base is in the early stage of Wu Wujue, and he can only learn second-rank martial arts. This third-rank condensing technique is obviously beyond the scope of Lu Xiaobei's cultivation.

However, Lu Xiaobei did not intend to give up. He made a decision to use these five Yin-Yang Pills to quickly improve his cultivation, so as to achieve the cultivation of third-grade martial arts.

Gritting his teeth, Lu Xiaobei said: "I bought it, old man, besides this Yin-Yang Pill, I also want to buy some spiritual liquid, preferably high-grade spiritual liquid!"

"Top-grade spiritual liquid? Kid, what do you want to do? If you forcefully consume high-grade spiritual liquid with your cultivation, do you know what the consequences will be?" The drinking old man dropped the booklet, slapped the table and shouted: It's nonsense, as the person in charge of the warehouse, I must be responsible to all foreign disciples! Don't sell it!"

This old man, he still doesn't sell it!Lu Xiaobei was so angry.

Just when Lu Xiaobei was about to give up, a voice came, and there was that familiar fragrance mixed with the strange medicinal fragrance, don't think about it, the Red Spirit is here.

"Master Yun, he wants to die, what are you doing to stop him? Does Master Yun know whose junior brother he is?" Hong Ling said with a smile lying on the stage.

With the movement of her lying down, her enchanting figure was clearly revealed.

"Whose junior brother?" The drinking old man asked with a stare.

"The most outstanding genius in our Yin-Yang Tomb, the nameless junior brother is him!" Hong Ling said.

"Oh?"

Hong Ling's words made the drinking old man re-examine Lu Xiaobei, but then he shook his head and denied it: "Impossible, Wuming's cultivation base has already broken through the Pangu Realm, how could his early stage cultivation base of Wuming Art be defeated by Wuming?" How about calling them brothers and sisters?"

The drinking old man firmly refused to believe it, and the look of contempt hung on his face, making his wine-grooved nose more image-like.

"I didn't believe it at first, Master Yun, you can feel his universe bag, the big one, there is an unknown aura on it!" Hong Ling pointed to Lu Xiaobei's waist and said.

There was a hot light in the eyes of the old man who was drinking, and a blue aura emanated from his palm, and then penetrated into Lu Xiaobei's waist.

After sensing for a while, the drinking old man withdrew his blue aura, rubbed his chin and said, "It really is that guy's aura, and there is also an unusual aura in this kid's body. It seems that his real power seed is not trivial! The one in my warehouse You have to be careful with the pills, the real power seeds must have been hungry for a long time!"

What the drinking old man said exactly matched Lu Xiaobei's previous speculation in the proving ground.

The five-in-one true power seed in his body sensed the existence of the elixir and elixir in the warehouse, and became hungry for food.

This also strengthened Lu Xiaobei's determination to purchase high-grade spiritual liquids and elixirs.

"Boy, I promised in advance that I can make an exception and sell you the ectoplasmic liquid, but if you take it and have any side effects, don't come to me. The main reason is to blame me. I can only say that you bought it by force. Do you hear me? "The drinking old man didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he declared in advance.

"Yes, I can write you a letter of guarantee!" Lu Xiaobei said firmly.

"Forget about the guarantee, let's pay for it! The price of the top-grade spiritual liquid is [-] a bottle, and the top-grade elixir is also [-]. I have a lot here. How much do you need?" asked the old drinking man.

"The more the better, give me 10 yuan!" Lu Xiaobei said proudly.

"How much?" The old man who was drinking was shocked.

Even Hong Ling stuck out his tongue in fright when he heard the 10 yuan, and thought: I never thought this guy is a local tyrant!
"Boy, do you really want to buy so much? Let me remind you, if you feed the seeds of true power in your body and there is a backlash, even the gods will not be able to save you!" The drinking old man said with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)