"Haha, not bad, it is indeed an Ice Mulberry Fruit."
Superior Yunfeng waved his hand, and a fruit from the jar flew out. At the same time, the jade slip under his hand also slid over.
Zhang Ling stretched out his hand and flicked, sending a faint yellow light onto the jade slip. His divine sense invaded it, and immediately the recipe for Ice Flame Wine was imprinted in his mind. After carefully examining it several times, he also determined that this spirit wine did indeed have the effect of increasing cultivation for Core Formation cultivators.
The more than ten kinds of ice and fire attribute spirit herbs and flowers listed above are all valuable spiritual medicines. According to the introduction, this spirit wine also has some body refining effects. If taken regularly, the body will become tough.
In the eyes of cultivators, the value of spirit tea and spirit wine recipes is no less than that of some elixirs. These recipes have been improved by countless people. It's not just a matter of knowing the ingredients; strict ratio control is also required.
After the two of them checked their items and confirmed that there were no errors, Zhang Ling chuckled and said.
"Fellow Daoist Yun's wine recipe is indeed good, but without the finished spirit wine, the effect is difficult to verify. Compared to the value of the Ice Mulberry Fruit I brought out, it seems to be a bit lacking. How many Ice Mulberry Fruits does Fellow Daoist plan to exchange for?"
Superior Yunfeng was carefully observing the spirit fruit in his hand. Hearing this, he immediately came back to his senses and chuckled dryly, saying.
"What Fellow Daoist says is true. How about this, I still have a few treasured items here. See if there's anything you need. If there's nothing you like, I can also discount them into spirit stones. I definitely won't let Fellow Daoist suffer a loss."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and several items were taken out and placed on the table. Zhang Ling's gaze also fell on these items, and he began to examine them.
The two of them talked in the room for a full half an hour before Zhang Ling left.
Superior Yunfeng naturally obtained the entire jar of Ice Mulberry Fruit, which amounted to thirty to forty catties of spirit fruit.
Besides the Ice Flame Wine recipe he exchanged from him, Zhang Ling also selected two items from the items he brought out.
One was a five-hundred-year-old Purple Flame Flower, a rare fire attribute spirit flower. It is another main ingredient of Ice Flame Wine besides Ice Mulberry. It is also quite difficult to find, and one plant can be worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.
The other treasure also made him feel happy. It was actually a thumb-sized piece of Gold Essence Stone, which was also a treasure refining material he needed.
He really didn't expect to be able to exchange a piece of Gold Essence Stone from this person.
The piece of Gold Essence Stone that Tu Fei gave him before was only enough to re-refine four flying swords, and there were still three flying swords that had not been refined. Adding this small piece, he could re-refine another flying sword and still have some left over. If he could get another piece like this, all seven of his natal flying swords could be completely refined.
This could be considered an unexpected surprise.
Afterward, Zhang Ling left Superior Yunfeng's shop and headed towards the Flying Rain Pavilion that this person mentioned. Its location in this Myriad Demon City was quite special. It was not located in the South City where the human cultivators gathered, but in the East City.
That area was sparsely populated. Several special places he had learned about before, such as the Demon King Palace and the Spirit Offering Palace, were all located in the East City.
This place could be said to be the core area of the entire Myriad Demon City, and it was generally not open to the public. Fortunately, during this once-in-a-century trade fair between the two races, most of this area was also in an open state.
The Flying Rain Pavilion was located in the area near the outer edge of the East City, and it was not difficult to find.
Zhang Ling first went to the square area located in the center of the city. Here, he crossed several streets to the east and walked into a street that was only two zhang wide.
This street was sparsely populated, with only seven or eight people, and they were all wrapped tightly, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.
Zhang Ling also walked like this for a distance and arrived at the end of the street, stopping in front of a three-story black pavilion.
This pavilion was built with some kind of black wood. The overall look was a bit depressing. Looking up, you could see a stone plaque with the three characters "Flying Rain Pavilion" engraved on it, but these three large characters were not mounted. They were simply engraved on the stone tablet, which seemed very rough.
The gate of this building was open, and there were two demon beast statues sitting at the entrance, with two red lanterns hanging next to them. The red color was a bit strange. You could see that there seemed to be only three or four people walking in the hall inside.
Zhang Ling wore a hat, covering his figure. As soon as he stepped into it, a young man in a tight-fitting black short shirt walked up to him.
This person looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a rich smile on his face. He bowed to him and asked, "Senior, do you need any information? Little Qian San can guide you."
Zhang Ling just glanced at him and observed this person's cultivation, which was also in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Then, he first looked around. The furnishings inside were also simple. He could only see a dozen simple tables, chairs, and objects, which seemed a bit empty. Only in the central hall was there a painting of an immortal pointing the way, which was very eye-catching and could be seen at a glance.
He glanced at this hanging painting and was immediately shocked. He sensed a powerful divine sense pressure on this painting. It seemed that this was not an ordinary object. After withdrawing his gaze, he asked in a muffled voice.
"I want to post a message to buy treasure refining materials. Can this place do it?"
"So Senior is here for this. Please come this way, Senior. There have been quite a few seniors coming here these days, mostly for this purpose. This pavilion will definitely not let Senior down. As long as the message posted in this pavilion is valid within this month."
Under the guidance of this young man, the two went to a quiet room next to them and talked in detail.
Inside the secret room of the Flying Rain Pavilion, the young man first brewed a pot of fragrant tea, and the two sat opposite each other at a table. This person first talked with Zhang Ling for a while, and then nodded.
The young man began to cast spells. Several spells between his hands directly hit the table, and immediately, patterns of formations rose up. Then, dozens of black spiritual lights appeared, forming a light curtain covering half a zhang in size.
This was a black light curtain, and the surface was gray, making it impossible to see any images.
Zhang Ling glanced at the square table in front of him. This seemed to be a magic weapon with formations engraved on it. The formations on it seemed simple, but they seemed to be connected to another set of formations.
This was slightly different from the method he had seen when he posted a message at Snow Moon Tower before. It seemed that the Flying Rain Pavilion here was quite special.
At this time, the young man stretched out one hand, and a white jade pen appeared in his hand. He began to write and draw. After a few breaths, more than a dozen clear golden characters were written on the light curtain.
The light curtain flashed, and those golden characters disappeared. The black light curtain also flickered a few times and dissipated.
Then, the young man put the jade pen on the table, looked up at Zhang Ling, and said with a smile: "Junior has recorded the treasures you need to buy in the pavilion's roster. As long as someone in this Myriad Demon City sells this kind of treasure, this special jade slip will notify Senior."
As the young man spoke, he took out a black jade slip and respectfully handed it over.
