He carefully inspected it with his divine sense.
He wanted to make sure that this thing was not mixed with some highly toxic substance.
Looking at the sincere smile on this delicate little immortal vendor's face, Zhu Minglang finally tried to feed this Yin Sea Cucumber God to Yama Dragon.
The Yama Dragon also seemed to be very interested in the ginseng spirit. It swallowed it in one gulp. Although the ginseng spirit was as small as a piece of mung bean skin to it, the spiritual energy it contained was something it needed very much.
Not long after it swallowed it, Yama Dragon's back emitted a crisp sound of bones cracking. Zhu Minglang went to the Spirit Domain to check and found that Yama Dragon's Death Scythe Wings were really growing out, and what grew out seemed to be new bones. This kind of bone was actually more balanced than before, like dark steel that had been tempered thousands of times!
The sturdy wing flesh and smooth tough skin slowly covered the dark steel bones. Yama Dragon had been sleeping for nearly half a year, and only a small part of the Death God's Wings had grown out. However, after eating this Yin Sea Cucumber God, Yama Dragon's wings seemed to be reborn, and were recovering at a shocking speed.
"Ku ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
Yama Dragon let out a long dragon roar, and at the same time, its whole body was wrapped in a layer of boiling dragon light. The light was gray and silver, dazzling and brilliant.
Zhu Minglang was all too familiar with this dragon light.
It was the light that a dragon would produce when it was advancing!
Zhu Minglang felt that it was inconceivable.
Yama Dragon should have reached a state where it could break through, but because its dragon wings were damaged, it had been dormant. After all, in the battle with the Flame Maple Dragon God, Yama Dragon could be said to have challenged a Divine Dragon Lord. This glory and battle record was enough to make its godhood transform.
And as Yama Dragon's most powerful dragon wing weapon was repaired, its cultivation also broke through.
Of course, this Yin Sea Dragon Ginseng also played a key role. Yama Dragon needed a dark spiritual root to give it a push, allowing it to smoothly advance!
The wings were repaired!
It was promoted to a Divine Dragon Lord!
It could be said that it was a double blessing. Zhu Minglang completely did not expect that he would encounter such a good thing when he just came out for a stroll.
Soon, Zhu Minglang realized something. He raised his head and looked at the luck above his head.
As expected, the purple qi blessing disappeared.
When he entered Waning Moon, the purple aura didn't change at all. This meant that everything he obtained was obtained through his own hard work.
This time, the Dragon King of Hell's fortuitous encounter was truly a blessing from the heavens!
Zhu Minglang took another look at the immortal peddler and felt that he had delicate features. If he was a girl, Zhu Minglang would have broken his vow and kissed her.
"Thank you very much. Your Yin sea ginseng has been a great help." Zhu Minglang was also delighted.
"What are you thanking me for? This is a business transaction, a business transaction. You just have to tell me if you are satisfied or not." The Immortal Vendor said.
"I'm very satisfied." Zhu Minglang nodded.
"Then what are we going to use to pay?" The immortal vendor asked.
"Liuli." Zhu Minglang said. Coincidentally, the White Dragon Divine Sect had sent him a large sum of money recently. No matter how expensive this thing was, Zhu Minglang could afford it.
"I don't accept glazed stones." The immortal peddler smiled.
"Equivalent exchange of Spirit Roots? I have some top-grade soul beads here, as well as some good things from the ancient mountains. Can I show them to you? "Zhu Minglang said.
"I also don't accept these things." The immortal peddler's smile became even more brilliant.
"Then what do you accept?" Zhu Minglang was extremely puzzled.
"I accept life, your lifespan." The moment he said this, the immortal peddler's smile began to change, becoming a little strange.
Zhu Minglang was stunned for a while and didn't react for a while.
"With the value of this treasure, 100 years isn't too much, right?" The immortal peddler continued.
As he said this, the immortal peddler stretched out a hand and grabbed towards Zhu Minglang's chest.
Zhu Minglang's body suddenly stiffened. Just as he was about to resist, he suddenly felt his soul being locked by something. Whether it was summoning the dragons in the Spirit Realm or controlling the Stegosaurus, he couldn't do anything.
Zhu Minglang had never encountered such a thing before. He stared at the immortal peddler who seemed to be grabbing his heart, and stared at his face that was gradually becoming cold and indifferent.
He couldn't resist, and he couldn't speak.
Zhu Minglang could only watch as the immortal peddler grabbed something from his soul.
When it landed in his hand, Zhu Minglang saw an illusory soul. This soul didn't have a lower body, and its upper body was like that of a prisoner on death row. It was being dragged by the immortal peddler with one hand.
"Hoo ~ ~ Hoo ~ ~ Hoo ~ ~"
Whistling happily and proudly, the immortal peddler dragged Zhu Minglang's illusory soul into the distance. He was like a small merchant who sold a basket of goods at a high price and happily went home to eat.
Zhu Minglang stood at his original spot and looked at this guy's complacent back view. After a short moment of shock and shock, there was no anger or unwillingness on his face. Instead, he gradually revealed a smile. This smile was like a bored and lonely boy who had suddenly discovered a mouse that had stolen oil. Catching this mouse had become his greatest joy in killing time! Translator's note: Liu _ Kaixuan
His mood calmed down for a moment.
Zhu Minglang suddenly felt his cheeks become wet, as if something was licking him.
It was also at this moment that Zhu Minglang woke up.
He opened his eyes and saw the little purple dragon that had just returned from hunting beside him. It was using its tongue to gently lick his cheeks.
Zhu Minglang patted the little purple dragon. He looked up and saw that the sky was already dark.
Afternoon dream??
Was that a dream?
Zhu Minglang shook his head. He checked the Spirit Domain and found that the Yama Dragon's Death Scythe wings had already grown out. Its cultivation had also reached the quasi-rank Divine Dragon Lord.
Zhu Minglang immediately checked his soul.
As expected, a part of his human soul was missing!
When one's human soul was damaged, it would affect all aspects of a person. They would be weak and sickly, their cultivation speed would be extremely slow, and most obviously, their lifespan would be shortened!
"No wonder I couldn't resist. It was stolen in my dream." Zhu Minglang coldly snorted.
Zhu Minglang himself was an extremely high ranking God. He could kill immortals in their dreams. This meant that some Gods with special abilities also had similar abilities.
This immortal peddler was obviously doing business with others in his dream. Once you used his goods, it was equivalent to signing some kind of soul agreement with him. When he demanded payment from you, you couldn't resist!
Forced buying and selling!
And the price was extremely expensive!
Moreover, lifespan was priceless. Many cultivators didn't recognize their relatives and slaughtered thousands of people in order to extend their lifespan. This was especially true for Gods. If they didn't receive the title of Righteous God, their lifespan wouldn't increase. For those who cultivated to the Divine General, Divine Master, and Shenjun in less than a hundred years, it was a great humiliation. It was the injustice of God!
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