Wang Lin's expression was normal as he asked, "How much do you need?"
Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, then said, "At least 200!"
"That much?
What do you need it for? "
Wang Lin was startled. He could take out 200. In the past few months, he had received nearly 500 bribes.
Wang Hao sighed and said with a bitter face, "Brother Tie Zhu, there are still two months until the Inner Disciple Competition. Although I have the qualifications to participate, I don't have the ability to get a ranking. But I'm not satisfied. That guy Wang Zhuo is already at the peak of the first level of Qi Condensation, and I heard he's trying to open the second level."
"How can he cultivate so fast?" Wang Lin hadn't seen Wang Zhuo in a long time, so he was quite surprised. Talent was indeed important!
Wang Hao's face was filled with anger. "It's all because he has a good master. His master didn't hesitate to ask my master for a furnace of Good Fortune Pills. These are extremely precious medicines in the sect. After eating them, one's cultivation speed will naturally increase."
Wang Lin nodded and asked, "What does this have to do with you borrowing Immortal Talismans?"
"Of course it has to do with it. You don't interact much with people, so you don't know. Every year, a month before the Sect Competition, the Inner Disciples will secretly hold a small trade fair. At that time, everyone will take out their treasures and trade with each other in preparation for the competition.
I've heard from the elders that anything can be used at the trade fair: flying swords, magical treasures, medicinal pills, and so on. "Wang Hao whispered, his eyes shining.
Hearing this, Wang Lin's heart pounded. He didn't have any interest in flying swords or magical treasures, but the Qi Condensation chant grabbed his heart. He thought that he might be able to trade there. After thinking for a moment, he said, "There are only so many Inner Disciples. Can they really trade with each other?"
Wang Hao sneered and said, "Brother Tie Zhu, you've asked the right question. That's why the trade fair has another rule. To be frank, to participate in the trade fair, one must have a Shape and Sound Transformation Pill. After taking this pill, unless one has reached the Foundation Establishment stage, they won't be able to see any clues."
Wang Lin's eyes flashed as he asked, "Did you borrow the immortal talisman for this medicinal pill?"
Wang Hao was startled, then nodded and said, "Big Brother Tie Zhu is indeed smart. That is indeed the case. This pill is controlled by my master. Every year at this time, he would sell it privately. The price is 200 Immortal Talismans per pill!"
Wang Lin pondered for a while and said with a smile, "This trade fair is quite interesting. I also want to go and take a look."
Wang Hao promptly said: "Alright, as long as you have a pill, you can participate. This time I came to obtain a Good Fortune Pill, I heard that this time an inner sect disciple is selling it!"
With a flip of his right hand, Wang Lin took out 400 Immortal Talismans from his storage bag. These Immortal Talismans were bundled together, with 100 Immortal Talismans as a set.
Wang Hao's eyes lit up. He put it in his bag of holding and excitedly said, "Brother Tie Zhu, there's about half a month left. I'll come find you then, and we can go together."
Wang Lin nodded. After chatting with him for a while, Wang Hao stood up and left.
After Wang Hao left, Wang Lin pondered for a while. This trade fair was very important to him. If there really was a chant for the later stages of Qi Condensation, he had to obtain it!
However, he didn't have anything valuable on him right now. All the Immortal Talismans had been used to buy medicinal pills. After thinking for a long time, he decided to get some spirit qi spring water. This thing should be very attractive.
In any case, with the help of medicinal pills, no one would be able to see through his identity.
After making up his mind, Wang Lin no longer thought about this matter. At this time, the dream space hadn't reached its limit yet, so he couldn't enter. Wang Lin went to the chore office and began to practice the Gravity Art.
He had practiced the Gravitational Spell more than ten thousand times in the dream space, and he was getting more and more familiar with it. If he could control the gourd, he would be able to succeed ten times out of ten times. In his daily life, he would be able to grab small objects with a single hand.
However, if the object was too large, the success rate would drop. But as the spirit qi in his body grew, especially after he entered the second level of Qi Condensation, the power of the Gravity Art began to show.
After practicing for a few hours, the sky outside had darkened and the snow was still falling. Wang Lin didn't immediately enter the dream space, but stood at the door and stared at the snow, deep in thought.
During the month of cultivation in the second level, Wang Lin had discovered a problem. The effects of the spirit qi spring water had decreased. Although this decrease wasn't big and could be made up for with more, it still gave him a trace of worry.
He was worried that as his Qi Condensation level increased, there would come a day when the spirit qi spring water would lose its effects.
"Of the liquid in which the mysterious pearl is soaked, dew is the best, followed by spring water. However, gathering dew takes too long and isn't enough. There isn't any in the winter.
Only this spring water is simple and practical. It can't be obtained in an unlimited amount. If the spring water really loses its effect one day, I must prepare a substitute in advance, "Wang Lin muttered to himself, staring at the thick snow on the ground, his eyes flashing.
He moved his hands and secretly used the Gravity Art. Large chunks of snow floated up from the ground, moving along the room like a snow dragon into a large vat.
Before long, the vat was half full. Wang Lin stopped using the Gravity Art and came to the side of the vat. He formed a seal with one hand and tried more than ten times. Finally, a fireball the size of a baby's fist appeared. The fireball emitted a high temperature, and the snow quickly melted.
After it completely melted, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Using two different spells consecutively was quite taxing.
There wasn't much snow in the vat. Without a word, Wang Lin took out the mysterious pearl and threw it in. After half an incense stick of time, he put the pearl away.
He had studied the mysterious pearl very thoroughly. For example, soaking it in spring water for half an incense stick of time was the limit. He tried soaking it for a longer time, but in the end, he found that no matter how long it soaked, as long as it was more than half an incense stick of time, the effect was the same.
Using a ladle to scoop out some, he took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully observed the density of the spirit qi in his body. After a while, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "The effect is much better than spring water, but still lower than dew. I can use it!"
He immediately took out gourds one after another from his storage bag. These gourds were collected in the mountains for the past six months.
After tossing and turning for an entire night, all the snow in the courtyard was cleared. Only then did he fill a small half of the gourds with spirit qi snow water.