The few children looked at the image emerging from the Haotian Stone Book, but they could actually see it clearly.
Mu Sheng was missing three teeth, and they noticed the way he spoke and was angry.
Why do you suffer so much from someone who is so capable?
After suffering such a serious crime, he was able to advance to the fifth level of elixir master despite the hardships and wanderings along the way, and also developed the astonishing ability to reverse the elixir prescription. He has completely secured his position as Master Qingli.
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In fact, An Qingli still had a sixth-grade bone-renewing elixir here, but considering the master's unlucky luck of having his teeth choked when drinking cold water, he had no choice but to keep it with her first.
An Qingli put away the remaining sixth-grade Bone Renewal Pill, still very satisfied with his filial piety.
"Mu Sheng's luck..."
In the mustard space, Xiao Jintan also shook his head and sighed.
I thought that after suffering all the hardships, everything would be fine after being locked up in the Haotian Stone Book. However, the gray fate still lingered.
Maybe one day the back of my head hits the ground and my brain is damaged.
An Qingli pondered: "We still have to solve the problem from the root. We need to buy bone-retaining pills, and we have to try our best to find elixirs for transshipment."
Besides, we have already arrived at the elixir city. Even if we have no way to buy the transshipment elixir for the time being, we still have to try our best to find out the information.
On the second day, An Qingli picked a piece of fairy book he had picked up and took it with him in his storage bag.
The birth date of the person in the immortal book is roughly the same as An Qingli's. If the other party checks the bone age, the secret will not be revealed.
According to the rules of the elixir city, when the elixir reaches the sixth level, there are also some specific elixirs. When purchasing, the identity of the purchaser needs to be registered in order to track the whereabouts of those special elixirs.
For example, certain healing and analgesic elixirs can make monks addicted if taken too much, so the elixir city stipulates that each person holding an immortal book can only buy two pills at a time, and they are not allowed to buy them again within one year.
The Continuing Bone Pill is already at the sixth level, and because the immortals in the upper world are not allowed to fight and kill, the demand is extremely high, which causes the supply to exceed the demand, so the price is extremely expensive.
An Qingli got up early and went to a waiting shop in the morning mist.
Shops such as Ding and others have orange plaques and are qualified to sell sixth-grade elixirs.
Xiandan City has been developing for hundreds of thousands of years, and many rules, large and small, have been quite perfected.
The sun has not yet risen, and An Qingli has gone there very early, but there is a long queue at the door of the shop.
It's no exaggeration at all, just like receiving relief food, people queuing up to buy elixirs snake from the door of the shop to the corner of this long street.
"What's going on?"
The little ones were greatly surprised. They had never seen such a scene in the lower world.
Five to six hundred people lined up in front of the elixir shop. Is this reasonable?
Are you queuing up to buy medicine or queuing up to buy a house?
But it was still early, the shops hadn't even opened yet, and there were already 500 or 600 people lined up.
An Qingli went to stand at the back of the team first, and immediately two or three people stood behind An Qingli in a hurry.
The extra few people immediately extended the line by another meter or two.
The people who came to line up one after another meandered to another street, and the number of immortals in line was still increasing.
An Qingli stood in the team, not impatient, but saw the bright future of the high-level elixir master.
If Master's gray luck is lifted and he comes here to refine elixirs, even if he opens a small elixir shop, he will become rich and have no worries for the rest of his life.
"Why are there so many people queuing up again?" When there are more people, there will inevitably be comments.
An Qingli heard the word "and" and asked the man for advice: "I don't know why there is such a long queue. It should be extremely difficult to refine sixth-grade elixirs. How can you refine so many in one day?"
The man shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid the girl has just arrived here. We are queuing up, not to buy elixirs, but to receive numbers."
"Get a number?" An Qingli's mouth twitched slightly. Taking a number means that he has to wait, and the waiting period is uncertain.
And she would take the flying boat tomorrow to rush to the next city.
"Yes, take the number!" Someone sighed heavily, "These sixth-grade elixirs are so pretty! It doesn't mean that if you want to buy them today, you can get them tomorrow."
An Qingli smiled helplessly and asked: "I don't know when I can buy the sixth-grade elixir after receiving the number today."
"Hey, wait, wait." Another person, swinging two empty sleeves, said with a sad face, "The last person to receive the number yesterday has already reached the number one hundred and eighty-three. It's our turn.
That’s more than 100,600 numbers.”
More than 100,600 numbers?
It was an eye-opener for An Qingli. There were more than 106,000 sixth-grade elixirs that needed to be refined.
Because you can only purchase one sixth-grade elixir per number.
An Qingli, who had always had others ask for elixirs from her in the past, finally experienced how difficult it was for people to ask for elixirs.
An Qingli, whose alchemy skills have not yet caught up, could only follow the people around him, sighed helplessly, and asked: "I wonder how fast this medicine shop is refining alchemy. When can we get the elixir?"
"Yes, when can we get the elixir?" Someone was worried, "My young master who was crippled is still paralyzed in bed, waiting for the bone-renewing elixir to get a wife. When can I get the elixir? I have to have it."
With the accurate letter, we can also set a date for the wedding."
"Then you are indeed a little anxious." Someone suppressed a smile and said, "This Chen Ji Dingpu has a total of twenty-three sixth-level immortal alchemy masters. The speed of elixir production is already the best in the city. Yesterday I waited in line all day
, I didn’t even get the number, but I heard the clerk in the store tell him to come back and pick it up in fifty years.”
"Fifty years from now?!"
Everyone shouted, and An Qingli also frowned, which meant that the master would still be missing his teeth for fifty years.
Eh! Mu Sheng is so pitiful!
A few little ones couldn't bear it.
"Can't you hold on tighter? I've been paralyzed in bed for fifty years, so I won't get... sores!" The housekeeper who came from elsewhere was worried.
"Is there any way? This is good enough! There is also a sixth-grade elixir master who will sell you the elixir with a clearly marked price."
An old golden immortal with a broken leg said: "You think that the sixth-grade immortal alchemist is just a wild vegetable in the field. If you want, you can get it. Our city doesn't even have the fifth-grade immortal alchemist. However, there are many small sects and they are aggressive. Broken hands
There are a lot of broken legs. If I hadn’t heard that there was an elixir city here, our city would have been renamed Broken Arm City.”
"Hey, I recognize you." Another golden immortal said, "You are not the leader of the Bull Sect, Wu Taichong!"
The old man Jinxian, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, blushed, cupped his hands and said, "That's right."
"Did the sect master also come to buy the elixir himself?" Someone was surprised.
The old man's face turned even redder. Not long ago, his sect was annexed by another sect, and he was forced to become a casual cultivator. If he didn't stand in line to buy elixirs, who else could he expect?
"What's the surprise when the sect master buys the medicine himself?" Another person looked at the team in front and used his spiritual consciousness to transmit messages to the people around him, "Have you seen the man with pheasant feathers in his head? He is still the leader of a country, and he is still the leader of a country.
It’s not like I’m here to ask for elixirs in person. Hey, the sixth-grade elixir master is the ancestor above us.”