The shopkeeper casually took Ye Biyao's past white porcelain jade bottle, opened the bottle cap, poured two Peiyuan Danshes into the palm of his hand, and asked in surprise: "Is this a medium-grade Peiyuan Dan?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Biyao looked carefully and found that the two Peiyuan Pills were more purer than the low-grade Peiyuan Pills, but they were still less spiritual than the real medium-grade Peiyuan Pills.

Before, I was only happy that the elixir was successfully practiced, but I did not study the elixir level. The main reason was that it was impossible to practice the elixir level above the medium-grade level for the first time. Secondly, if you don’t look carefully, these elixirs are no different from normal low-grade elixirs. Therefore, Ye Biyao heard what the shopkeeper said, and noticed that the elixirs she practiced were close to medium-grade, but it was only close, not medium-grade.

The difference between elixir grades mainly depends on color, smell, and the spiritual energy contained in the elixir.

The pills are divided into four grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and top-grade.

In the world of cultivation, the longest thing to see is low-grade elixirs, while medium-grade elixirs are relatively expensive, and high-grade elixirs are very rare and are almost impossible to buy on the market. Unless the auction site is an auction site, it also costs a lot of spirit stones. In recent tens of thousands of years, no alchemy master has successfully practiced in the entire Canglang Continent.

The better the level of the elixir medicine, the fewer impurities it contains, and the more pure the medicinal taste, the effect achieved is also different. Therefore, the prices sold by different grades of the elixir are also hugely different.

The shopkeeper put the elixir close to his nose and smelled it and said, "It seems that the smell is a little diluted than the middle-grade medicine."

The elixirs in the secular world are all low-grade elixirs, and there are very few medium-grade elixirs. No wonder the shopkeeper could not determine whether it was a low-grade or medium-grade elixir after watching for a long time.

"It's better to exchange it according to the price of the lower elixir." Although Ye Biyao lacked spirit stones, she did not intend to take advantage of him.

The shopkeeper looked at Ye Biyao in surprise and said, "Little girl, are you sure you want to exchange the following elixirs for the price?"

Seeing Ye Biyao nodding firmly, the shopkeeper said again: "Miss, is this pill still there? Which alchemist is it from?"

Ye Biyao shook her head and replied, "There are only these four pieces, which my master has trained."

"I wonder where the little girl is? Can it be convenient to attract me to see you?"

"The master doesn't see outsiders."

The shopkeeper did not doubt whether it was true or not. In his opinion, alchemists who can practice medium-grade elixirs are all superior and do not want to see them to meet them. They were just attracted by the elixirs just now and had a whim.

In fact, how could he know that the person who refined the alchemy was the little girl in front of him. If he knew, he would be stunned.

"The lower-grade Peiyuan Dan and Juqi Pill are both a lower-grade spirit stone. There are five spirit stones here. If you have more, you should make a good relationship with your younger sister. When you need to exchange it in the future, you will be better considered in this store, which will not cause any loss to the girl."

"Okay." Ye Biyao took the spirit stone that the shopkeeper came over to nodded and responded.

Under the gaze of the shopkeeper, Ye Biyao left the shop without looking back. He strides towards the alley on the left and enters a seed shop again. It is not much different from the previous shop, but there are many types. Ye Biyao does not know about spiritual grass, so she did not specify what seeds to ask for. The spirit stones are limited, and the number of each seed is very small, but she bought a lot of types.

After buying what he wanted, Ye Biyao returned to Ye's house happily.

When it was late at night, Ye Biyao flashed into the space with her seeds. She used her spells to loosen the soil, sow seeds, and water it.

An hour later, Ye Biyao looked at this spiritual land with satisfaction, looking forward to their growth in her heart.

I don’t know how Hua Lingfeng is doing, so I must have said a lot of complaints about her. Ye Biyao thought about it while heading to the second floor of the villa.

"Die Master, bad Master, I haven't come in to see me for so long, so I must have forgotten all of my money."

As soon as she stepped into the living room, the sad voice of Hua Ling bee came. As expected, it was not as expected by her. However, after so long, this little bee called her master once. Ye Biyao smiled helplessly and said, "Hua Ling bee, aren't I going to see you now? Next time I remove the word in front of the master, I will come more diligently."

Hearing Ye Biyao's voice, the flower bee with four legs facing the sky immediately flew up from the sofa and landed on Ye Biyao's left shoulder. She raised her chin high, raised her head and chest and said: "Hmph, I didn't miss you just now, I just wanted to eat the golden snake meat last time."

Looking at the awkward appearance of the flower spirit bee, Ye Biyao couldn't help but decide to tease it, and lowered her face to make a move to leave the space, saying, "The golden snake flesh is gone. Since I don't miss me, I won't get in the eyes of some bees. I'll go out now. I'll save it."

Unexpectedly, Hua Lingfeng cried out loudly: "Wuwuwu, you bully others and don't like them. They miss you every day, and you don't come to see them. There is no one playing with them inside. Wuwuwu, I thought I would be free when I came out. Although there is a strong spiritual energy here and there is also a TV view, they really like it, but no one plays with me."

Ye Biyao was at a loss when she was crying suddenly by the always powerful Hua Ling Bee. She felt that her left shoulder was wet with the tears of Hua Ling Bee. Ye Biyao hugged Hua Ling Bee in her arms with distress and said, "Don't cry, stop crying, it's my fault. I will come to see you often next time."

Hua Lingfeng stopped crying, but tears were still rolling in her eyes and she said, "Are you telling it the truth?"

Ye Biyao nodded seriously and said, "Really."

The flower bee instantly flapped the colorful flower wings a few times.

Ye Biyao asked curiously: "There are many of your fellow races in the space, why don't you play with them?"

"They have fun, they do whatever they want to do, and they have no thoughts at all. Grandpa Grandpa said they are still young, unlike me who are mutant spirits who have spiritual intelligence when they are born, so the only one who can play with me is Grandpa Grandpa. However, Grandpa was injured a hundred years ago and has been recuperating and has no time to play with me. Moreover, if Grandpa Grandpa doesn't have an antidote, it will only live for ten years at most, so I urgently want to go out and find an antidote for Grandpa."

"Is the injury serious? Why is it injured? What kind of antidote is needed?"

No wonder every time Hua Lingfeng just wants to go outside, so that's it.

Hua Lingfeng lowered her head and said sadly: "It hurts the internal organs. A hundred years ago, the strong wind swept into a high-level monster. In order to protect us, Grandpa Grandpa fought with it and injured its internal organs. I don't know what antidote to save Grandpa. I just thought that the cultivation world outside is so big, there will definitely be an antidote to save Grandpa."

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