A low-level spiritual stone in exchange for a month's worth of meat.
Even a fool would see that this method of exchanging gold for potatoes was abnormal, let alone Bai Yi.
Unless the rat-eyed young man had more spiritual stones hidden in his body than he could use, no cultivator would give up a spiritual stone in exchange for a month's worth of food.
The physical ability of a cultivator is absolutely incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Even though the prisoners only have a bowl of gruel every day, they will never die of hunger.
As long as they reach the stage of Qi refining, they can go without eating or drinking for several days without any serious problems.
Moreover, those who practice the exercises During the process, the physical energy can be restored in the absorbed spiritual energy.
Even though the prisoner is imprisoned, he can still practice.
The rat-eyed young man's cultivation had reached the early stage of foundation building.
To him, the value of a spiritual stone was a hundred times greater than a few meals of meat.
With Bai Yi's mind, how could he not see that the other party had ulterior motives.
Bai Yi sneered at the tricks of the rat-eyed youth, but the empty prison was really boring.
With such a jumping clown, it might be more interesting.
Bai Yi didn't mind performing a big show with him on the same stage to compete with him.
Whose acting skills are older and whose acting skills are higher?
After thousands of years, he has accumulated not only terrifying cultivation experience, but also a demon-like mind that understands the world.
Returning to his residence in the sky prison, Bai Yi sneered and said proudly: "I don't know what benefits Lang Qianli promised to the prisoner.
I'm afraid it's not just some low-level spiritual stones.
Since you have set a trap a long time ago, let's try it."
Can you trap me, the former Sanxian?"
Bai Yi is proud, but not arrogant.
If the reborn Immortal Xiaoyao doesn't have any pride left, then he is still the pinnacle of the human world.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah" The cold smile froze with the slight noise.
Bai Yi's eyes twitched.
Without even looking, he picked up the white worm that crawled out of the shell and shouted angrily: "Did the snail ant poop again?"
Shit pissed."
"My master is wise," Bai Chong flattered him with a smile, "My master knows everything about the world and can even tell when an ant poops.
He is truly a god."
Bai Yi felt so angry that he almost wanted to throw this white insect to death after slapping the horses randomly.
"Let the snail queen gather some termites."
Bai Yi said angrily.
"I've lost my appetite for ordinary termites, and I'm not even interested in tooth-beating festivals."
Bai Chong curled his lips, making a look of disdain.
"If you keep talking nonsense, you don't have to come out of the snail shell.
You can eat as much as the snail ants pull."
Bai Yi shouted coldly.
"Master, tell me how many termites you want, and I'll let that stupid ant come out right away."
Bai Chong shuddered and said in a hurry to please.
"Three hundred."
Bai Yi said casually.
"Okay!"
Zhulong was afraid that Bai Yi would really let him eat ant poop, so he hurriedly crawled back to the shell.
As he climbed, he screamed in an arrogant voice: "Get out of here, you stinky ant, and give birth to three hundred babies for my master."
Listening to Zhulong's nondescript shouts, the corners of Bai Yi's eyes twitched.
If it weren't for his rock-solid mind, anyone else would have been angered to death by Zhulong sooner or later.
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Bai Yi shook his head helplessly.
There was nothing he could do about the candlelight.
With such a shameless guy, he would be lucky if he didn't go crazy.
After calming down his mind, Bai Yi ignored the shouting Bai Chong, but frowned slightly, thinking about the sixth-grade elixir that Yang Hai secretly ate thirty years ago.
When Bai Yi heard Yang Hai's story, he was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Moreover, Yang Hai didn't even know what kind of elixir the sixth-grade elixir he secretly took was.
The fragrance of elixir alone can make Yang Hai, who is in the late stage of foundation building, be possessed by a demon and steal food regardless of the consequences.
This kind of strange elixir that can confuse the minds of monks is not non-existent in cultivation, but very rare.
The most important thing is that What's amazing is that the elixirs of this kind of Qidan are definitely above the sixth level.
In other words, from the perspective of Bai Yi, a former loose immortal, what Yang Hai secretly ate was not a sixth-grade elixir.
"Could it be that the elder of the Dan Pavilion can refine a fifth-grade elixir?"
Bai Yi whispered doubtfully.
When he entered the Cloud Valley, he had met the elixir elder Cao Jiuqian, and could conclude that the other party's cultivation level had not reached Yuanying.
However, even the powerful Yuanying masters were difficult to refine fifth-grade elixirs. , let alone a golden elixir monk.
The mysteries of the world of cultivation are something that even Bai Yi cannot understand.
Of course, it is not completely impossible for a monk in the golden elixir realm to refine a fifth-grade elixir.
Bai Yi doesn't pay much attention to this faint doubt.
He cares.
The question is why Yang Hai was able to easily access and eat the cherished elixir after the elders of the Dan Pavilion refined it.
If Cao Jiuqian had really refined a fifth-grade elixir back then, he would definitely regard it as a treasure.
Let alone Yang Hai, the leader of the Dan Pavilion, he would not take it out even if Cao Jiuqian's own father came.
Could it be that Cangyun Sect has piles of spiritual elixirs and disdains a single fifth-grade elixir?
Thinking of this, Bai Yi smiled faintly and dispersed his thoughts, because Cangyun Sect is after all the sect of his second disciple Wu Cheng.
Although Wu Cheng is obsessed with refining weapons, his realm is much higher than that of the current sect master.
Refining It is not difficult to produce some fifth-grade elixirs.
Maybe what Yang Hai mistakenly took was not the elixirs refined by the elders of the Dan Pavilion, but the high-level elixirs collected in the sect.
A mere fifth-grade elixir may be earth-shattering in the eyes of others, but in Bai Yi's eyes it is still an inferior thing, so he concluded that he would stop thinking about the weirdness of Yang Hai stealing the elixir back then.
After a night of meditation, the next day, Bai Yi cleared the moss on the walls of the prison as usual, and then gave Yang Hai a bowl of dense termites.
These termites were all born from the queen of the snail ant, and they had grown quite large in just one night.
However, the termites in the bowl sensed the presence of the queen, so they only dared to roll and squirm in the bowl, and none of them dared to climb out.
Arriving near Yang Hai's prison, Bai Yi heard a suppressed groan of pain, as if there was a dying beast living in the prison, roaring in the dark.
Bai Yi knew that Yang Hai must be suffering from erysipelas, so he took two quick steps and came closer.
In the prison, Yang Hai, who had always been leaning against the wall, had curled up into a ball at this time.
His whole body was trembling, and from time to time he let out screams that were forcibly suppressed by himself.
Just looking at his appearance, it was clear that he was in extreme pain at this time.
Life is worse than death.
Bang Yang Hai, who had curled up into a ball, seemed to be unable to endure the torture of erysipelas any longer.
He suddenly hit the stone wall, and a wisp of blood flowed down.
With his ferocious and twisted dirty face, he looked like a terrifying beast.
Evil ghost, with unspeakable desolation.
"Brother Yang."
Bai Yi stood outside the cage, pushed the bowl full of termites into the cage, and whispered: "This is what I promised you yesterday, keep it."
Yang Hai was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot.
When he heard the voice, he slowly turned his head.
When he saw the termites in the bowl, his eyes immediately lit up.
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He crawled over on his hands and feet, picked up the bowl, and grabbed it.
Termites eat it.
Eat termites alive Others must have felt sick after seeing such a barbaric and disgusting act, but Bai Yi looked calm and stood calmly outside the prison, watching Yang Hai swallow a whole bowl of termites alive.
After eating a bowl of termites, Yang Hai seemed to feel a little better.
He lowered his head and lay on the ground.
After a long time, he raised his face, grinned an ugly smile, and said hoarsely: "Brother, thank you
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