A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 349 Black Turtle Clan

"I wonder what that bead is?"

"Also, Xiao Xi..."

Walking on the street, he couldn't help but think of the teardrop-shaped bead in Huangting. He checked it again and again and found that the thing seemed to have taken root in Huangting and could not be moved out. Moreover, since the last change, it has returned to its ancient and quiet appearance.

"And that phantom..."

Touching his chest, he now roughly understood that the bead was left by Xiao Xi specifically to protect him, and it could save his life when his life was at stake.

"Oh, right, that magic bead."

Lu Luan stopped, a trace of pain in his eyes.

He remembered the small magic bead that he and Lin Xi had each held when they were at Zhengyang Gate, which they used to communicate with each other. After they separated, he had carefully kept it in his storage ring.

However, during the previous battle with Yaksha, the storage ring was broken, and the small magic bead worth a few low-level spirit stones should have been...

"Hey."

After a while, he looked up and sighed, took a deep breath, and continued walking in silence with a heavy heart.

Next, he began to ask around for information and find out where the elders of Xuanling Sect were active.

The idea is good, but when you actually look for them, it's a different story. Most of the elders of Xuanling Sect are in the sect deep in the island, either in seclusion or teaching their disciples. Even if they come out to meet old friends, they mostly won't reveal their identities to avoid trouble.

"It seems that we can only deal with the demon corpse first, and then go to the commercial building that sells elixirs to have a look."

After asking for two hours in a row without any results, he could only place his hopes on those small forces other than the Xuanling Sect.

The most urgent task now is to sell the corpse of the demon cultivator, as the essence of blood and flesh will be lost if left for too long.

……

"That's it."

Soon, he arrived outside a building owned by the Xuanling Sect.

After taking a look, he walked in.

However, this building seems to be a magical treasure, with its own space. It does not look very big from the outside, but it is extremely spacious inside.

"senior."

As soon as he entered, a young man came to greet him and bowed to him.

Lu Luan smiled and glanced at him. With his Qi training level and wearing Xuanling Sect's attire, it seemed that he should be a menial disciple or an outer sect disciple. Now, he still had a childish look and was very well-behaved with clear eyes.

After looking around, he said softly, "No need to be polite. Go and call a senior brother who is in the middle stage of foundation building. I have a big business to do."

The young man looked at him doubtfully, then nodded and said, "Okay, senior. Please come this way."

Then the young man led him to the table nearby and poured him a cup of herbal tea.

"Senior, please wait for a moment. I will go and inform my senior brother."

After the young man bowed, he trotted forward.

"The corpses of those demon cultivators and their treasures should be enough to exchange for a pill that can restore my broken palm."

Lu Luan thought to himself.

In fact, the underground trip yielded a good harvest. After counting, there were nearly 150 spirit stones found in the storage rings of the five magic cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and as many as 600 in the storage rings of the five magic cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building. Of course, in addition to spirit stones, there were also many other treasures.

But what disappointed him was that, apart from the precious spear, there was nothing else of value on the Yaksha. Perhaps all the money was spent on weapons.

Lu Luan waited quietly.

Not long after, the young man ran back.

"how?"

he asks.

The young man scratched his head and said apologetically, "Senior, there is only one true disciple here today, but he is receiving guests from the Black Turtle Clan."

"Black Turtle Clan?"

Lu Luan was a little surprised. He had heard that the Black Turtle Clan was a powerful race in the Wudu Sea. They did not cultivate demons but only immortals. Most of the black turtles were intelligent and had close contacts with humans. He had only heard of them and never seen them. He did not expect to have the chance to see them on Xuanling Island.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that big places are just different.

"Senior, what do you want to trade? There are several inner sect brothers and sisters in the building who can make the decision." said the young man.

Lu Luan shook his head. The inner disciples looked like they were in the initial stage of foundation building.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer, Senior."

"No problem."

Lu Luan said, and then seeing that the young man had nothing to do, he started chatting with him, and also wanted to understand some of the situation of Xuanling Sect.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Cang..."

A quarter of an hour later, a hearty laugh came from upstairs, and then several figures were seen flying down.

Lu Luan looked over and asked, "Are those people from the Black Turtle Clan?"

In front of him, among the several figures that had just landed, four of them had rather strange temperaments. Walking in the front was an old man in a gray shirt and a young man with an imposing demeanor. The old man had black hair and a very strong body.

However, the three figures following behind the old man were rather peculiar. They were not fully transformed like him. Although they looked like humans and had hands and feet, they had a turtle shell with a clear blue water on their backs, which attracted many people's attention. Lu Luan also felt it was extremely strange.

"The Black Turtle Clan's defense should be terrifying."

Lu Luan said silently.

After seeing the young man from Xuanling Sect send several members of the Xuangui Clan out, the boy who was talking to him immediately walked over and explained the situation.

"Fellow."

The young man came over and smiled at him.

"Fellow Daoist." Lu Luan stood up.

"What kind of deal do you want to make?" the young man asked.

Lu Luan said bluntly: "To be honest, fellow Daoist, I have several corpses of demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage. Your sect should accept them."

"The corpse of a demon cultivator."

The young man looked at his right hand and nodded, "Of course I will. Come with me, fellow Taoist. It's not convenient here because of the noise."

Next, Lu Luan followed him and flew to an elegant room.

"My last name is Murong, what's your name?"

After sitting down at the opposite table, the young man asked while waving his hand to pour water from the teapot in the air.

"My surname is Lu."

"Fellow Daoist Murong, please look at these demon corpses."

Lu Luan took out several corpses of demon cultivators from the storage ring. This storage ring naturally belonged to those demon cultivators.

"so much?"