"Rejuvenate Pill, eleven spiritual stones in one bottle!"
Jiang Ming set up a stall selling elixirs, welcomed another customer, and tentatively quoted the price.
"Master Jiang from Lingzhi Hall? I heard that the quality of your elixirs is stable and your reputation is extremely high... Then I will reluctantly take a small loss and order five bottles first!" said a big man with a stubble on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, did you buy so much?" Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat, but he asked with a smile on his face.
"Hey, there's no harm in keeping a few more of these things in case you need them in case of emergencies..." The big man said casually, but without saying much, he put down the spiritual stone and took the spiritual elixir, and then left quickly.
Jiang Ming weighed the spiritual stones in his hands and looked at the few spiritual elixirs left on the stall, but he was even more worried in his heart. What kind of bullshit has high credibility in case of emergencies? This person is obviously preparing for something...
In the past few days, prices in Xiaoqianshan have been rising quietly. Jiang Ming also followed the trend and increased the price of each bottle of elixir by 10%, but it became more and more popular.
How can there be such a coincidence in the world? These casual cultivators suddenly made a fortune, and there was so much spiritual stone that they had no place to spend it?
Although prices have fluctuated before, this time Jiang Ming felt something was wrong in his gut.
"You still have to ask insiders!"
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed, he closed the stall directly, walked to a remote street corner, took out two communication charms from the storage ring, input the information with his spiritual power and released them...
That night.
Yuqiong Tower.
In a secluded private room.
"Senior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Duan, what happened on Xiaoqian Mountain?"
Jiang Ming lowered his profile and asked for advice.
Feng He smiled when he heard this: "You have a very sensitive sense of smell. It has only been a few days since you realized something was wrong... During this time, some strangers did come to the mountain. Even in each of our halls, some strange people joined us.
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Feng He didn't name anyone, but Jiang Ming knew that the person he was talking about must be someone like He Xiaowan who suddenly joined.
It seems that the senior officials of Lingzhi Hall also knew that He Xiaowan’s intentions were impure...
"Will there be any trouble?" Jiang Ming asked in a low voice. He didn't care about these messy people, he only cared about what kind of disturbance it was and whether it would affect him.
Duan Ping slowly ate the steamed spiritual fish and interjected: "As long as we adhere to the purpose of our spiritual church and don't get together, don't gather, don't be curious, don't participate in the excitement...then there will be nothing wrong."
Jiang Ming's eyes lit up. It was good to have some background. This guy really knew something, and he quickly urged him to elaborate.
Duan Ping chuckled, looked around, and played a sound insulation note with his fingers to surround the three of them. Then he opened his mouth and said: "Do you still remember that during the incident at the Black Stone Ruins more than ten years ago, countless monks died.
Everyone involved in foundation building and major repairs is involved, and the ancestors of the golden elixir are all watching behind the scenes..."
Jiang Ming was startled, and then recalled it. He heard that there were remnants of powerful Taoist teachings in the ruins, which could benefit everything from pill formation to Qi training...
"However, the ruins are protected by formations, won't they be opened again after a while?" He frowned.
"That's true, but the formation is dead, and the people are alive... The ruins formation has been in disrepair for a long time. The major cultivating forces in Lihuo Realm have continued to explore these years, and even the strong ones who formed the core have taken action.
Several times, it can be considered that I have gained something in advance!"
"A few days ago, the pill-forming ancestor of Xiaoqian Mountain seemed to have gained some benefit from the ruins, but he was seriously injured in a fight with several other pill-forming monks and fled.
I haven’t returned yet…”
Jiang Ming's heart trembled. Without the existence of Xiao Qianshan, where the ancestor of Jie Dan was sitting, to other Jie Dan forces, it was no different than a piece of fat waiting to be divided up.
"Will other forces take action against Xiao Qianshan?" Jiang Ming asked quickly: "Will it affect Lingzhi Hall?"
Duan Ping looked calm and shook his head: "Xiao Qianshan is different from those sects. Its value lies in the many casual cultivators here, who can continuously create wealth for the managers... In the final analysis, Lingzhi Hall, Danhuo Hall, etc.
Tangkou, at best, we are just a group of high-level casual cultivators. No matter who wants to eat Xiao Qianshan, as long as we are obedient, they will not do anything extraordinary to us."
Jiang Ming nodded somewhat suddenly, "Are leeks profitable? I understand, I understand..."
"However, those casual cultivators who join in the fun may take advantage of the troubled waters, and there may be some confusion. But other than that, it is just a change of masters. How should we live the lives of minor cultivators..."
Feng He also smiled and said, obviously neither of them took it seriously, and they had no sense of belonging to Xiao Qianshan. The ancestor of Jiedan retreated when he saw that the situation was not going well, and who could he show his loyalty to...
"The master of flowing water is like a leek made of iron!"
Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, suddenly remembering the days when he was collecting herbs in Ping'an Town. Times have changed, but some things always remain the same...
He suddenly remembered something and looked at Duan Ping: "Isn't your uncle on duty at the main peak? Won't he be affected?"
They are already familiar with each other, so there is no need to avoid saying this. Duan Ping's uncle is a major repairman in the middle stage of foundation construction, and is considered a high-level figure in Xiaoqianshan.
Duan Ping took a sip of wine: "My uncle told me this, let me live my life how I want to live... He just went down the mountain two days ago and has already communicated with others!"
Jiang Ming was stunned. After going down the mountain, there are too many things that can be said here. It's a pity that I don't have such an uncle...
…
After having enough wine and food, Jiang Ming said goodbye to the two of them and returned home with a solemn heart.
"It seems it's time to go out and escape for a few days..."
"The throne has changed. The gentlemen may not have the intention to trample the leeks, but there are probably many foundation construction overhauls who want to fish in troubled waters. If they accidentally damage it, it will be a big trouble..."
Jiang Ming didn't plan to leave Xiaoqianshan completely, but after weighing the pros and cons, it might be time to go away for a few days.
Although both Duan Ping and Feng He looked calm and carefree, Jiang Ming would not really think that he was good at it just because he saw that they were good at it.
The two of them are both old friends from Xiaoqianshan, and their relationship behind them is complicated. Jiang Ming has no background. Although everyone usually drinks and chats, if something really happens, Lingzhi Hall's purpose is to protect one's own safety, and no one will care.
he.
Only timely moisturizing is the safest...
This place will soon be a land of disputes, and it won't be too late to come back after settling down... As long as you don't get caught in the whirlpool, you won't provoke enemies, and at most you will lose some spiritual rice in the fields, which is nothing.
Late at night, Jiang Ming packed all the medicine cauldrons, books and other messy things in the house into the storage ring.
He also harvested all the mature elixirs in the spiritual field... As for the seedlings, just throw them here. They are not worth much in the first place, just in case they survive.
"And these things..." Jiang Ming walked to the big tree and dug out a storage ring from the hole.
"Fire Lotus Valley, Sancai... and there are many gifts sent by careless casual cultivators in the past ten years. There are many things, and they are all here."
"The chaos has been rising in the past few days, and I was about to leave. It was also time to go to the black market and take advantage of the chaos to sell these things and cash them out..."
Although he has been to the black market many times, Jiang Ming is very patient and has never taken these things out until now.
He put the storage ring away and checked it one last time. He found that nothing was missing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Under the night, Jiang Ming moved his body and began to practice his various spells one by one to calm his mind and think about preparations before leaving...
"With my physical body and resilience, I don't need any defensive methods. As for attacking, the Golden Fire Sword Fingers and Fireball Technique are enough. At most, I can buy some talismans for emergencies. The most important thing now is to buy one.
An escape weapon..."
Jiang Ming is not afraid of getting hurt, he is just afraid of being caught. For him, escaping is the first priority.
However, he has also seen various escape spells. The strongest one is only about 50% comparable to the martial arts forbidden art of breaking the pulse. After that, you can only practice it in the foundation building stage... so the only way is to get an escape magic weapon.
, in order to increase his current speed a little more.
"The goal of buying a better magic weapon in the market is too big, so let's solve it in the black market..."
…
In the early morning, spiritual mist filled the mountains, and the rice fields were quiet. Even the spiritual farmers farming had not yet entered the mountains.
In a valley with intricate terrain, there are already figures coming and going, and simple stalls are scattered in the valley, displaying various treasures.
Pills, talismans, magic tools... some are common outside, some are mysterious and unknown, and some magic tools are engraved with the symbols of certain immortal cultivating sects.
Obviously those who dare to come here to sell goods are not ordinary people. They are not seen at all in the early stage of Qi training, and half of them are in the later stages of Qi training...
In addition to the stalls selling treasures, many stalls are also marked with the word "purchase", which are obviously prepared for some monks who come here to sell shady things...
A thin, black-faced man wandered around the black market casually. After shopping around for two or three times, he stopped in front of a stall marked "Treasure Purchase".
The black-faced man is naturally disguised as Jiang Ming. Now that he is becoming more and more proficient in the Forbidden Spirit Seal, unless he is the ancestor of the Pill Formation squatting here to set up a stall, he is not afraid of being seen through by others.
And the stall he selected was one of the stalls that also purchased treasures. The stall owner had a relatively low level of cultivation, with only the sixth level of Qi training... If something unexpected happened, he would be able to convince people with his virtue in time.
"Rejuvenation Pill, Golden Blood Pill... How much does it cost to buy it?"
Jiang Ming asked directly without talking nonsense.
Before leaving, Jiang Ming planned to exchange all the remaining elixirs for spiritual stones, leaving only two bottles of Qi Restoration Pills for his own use.
This immortal source light is good everywhere, but it only restores health but not mana. It needs to recover itself when the health and spiritual energy are exhausted, which is very annoying...
"Eight spiritual stones per bottle!" The stall owner's eyes lit up. The price of elixirs has skyrocketed these days, making it difficult to purchase.
"It's about 30% lower than the market price..." Jiang Ming thought, but his expression remained unchanged. The black market here is completely chaotic in pricing. The more anxious you are, the more you will suffer.
Eight spirit stones are already quite good. In the past, when the market was not tight, there were only seven spirit stones...
At this time, Jiang Ming naturally couldn't wait to sell it slowly, and without counter-offering, he directly sold more than 30 bottles of spiritual pills and got more than 280 spiritual stones.
After selling the elixirs, Jiang Ming left immediately, wandered to a stall in another mountain col, and took out the magical elixirs belonging to the Sancaihui...
After visiting more than a dozen stalls, Jiang Ming gradually sold out all the things in his hands. The prices were also extremely low. Jiang Ming estimated that they were originally worth four to five thousand spirit stones, but in the end he only got less than three thousand.
"But it's all worth it. Only when you get the spiritual stones can you spend them with peace of mind..." Jiang Ming didn't feel any distress at all.
At this time, there were only two or three magic weapons with the Fire Lotus Valley logo left in his storage ring, but he did not dare to take action anymore, otherwise he might really be targeted...
"Huh? This is... the Spirit Sword Shuttle?"
In front of a stall, Jiang Ming's eyes lit up and he finally saw what he wanted.
A palm-sized shuttle-shaped boat with a long and narrow shape, like a sword blade without a hilt, full of streamlined beauty.
"With a friendly eye, the standard intermediate magic weapon produced by Lijian Sect has the speed of a flying sword and only requires 800 spirit stones!" the stall owner introduced enthusiastically.
"Eight hundred?" Jiang Ming was startled: "Ordinary mid-level magic weapons are only about five hundred."
I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running away... Although Jiang Ming does not have an intermediate magic weapon in his hand, he still has a general understanding of the prices of these luxury goods.
Although the price of an intermediate magical weapon is ten times higher than that of a primary magical weapon, this is too damn outrageous...
The stall owner smiled and said: "Since fellow Taoists know this Spirit Sword Shuttle, you should know that its speed is top-notch among all intermediate magic weapons and can be used until the foundation building stage... Moreover, there are many people using this standard magic weapon.
It's easy to identify, but it's a must-have treasure for escaping, killing people, and stealing goods."
Jiang Ming was speechless. A mass-produced magic weapon like this would be more expensive on the black market, right...
"There is such a thing in the market. It seems to only sell for more than 600 spirit stones. However, it would be extremely stupid to show your wealth in the market..."
Jiang Ming shook his head. This was probably one of the reasons why the stall owner in front of him dared to ask for a high price.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ming already felt some eyes around him, noticed it on himself, and simply stopped hesitating: "I want this Spirit Sword Shuttle."
"Fellow Taoist, you are so happy..." The stall owner smiled.
"I also want a map of Lihuo Territory. The more detailed the better, do you have it?"
The stall owner nodded quickly: "Of course there is, but the more detailed it is, the more expensive it will be... The best map I have here costs one hundred spirit stones. It was just updated half a year ago. The information in it is guaranteed to satisfy you!"
"wanted!"
Eight hundred spirit stones were spent, and Jiang Ming was too lazy to bargain...
After a while, Jiang Ming put the spirit sword shuttle and a jade slip into his arms, then went to several other stalls and bought some consumables such as talismans, thunder beads, and explosive energy pills, which cost a full three days.
More than a hundred spiritual stones quickly left the black market.
"After this wave, more than a thousand spiritual stones were created..."
Jiang Ming felt a little sore, but thinking that these things could improve his ability to escape by several levels, he felt better.
Along the way, Jiang Ming kept changing his aura and face, and walked around various places where people came and went in Xiaoqianshan. After walking around for several times, he breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that no one was following him.
"Everything is ready, let's start..."
Jiang Ming didn't even return to Xiao Qingfeng. He took out a tattered iron sword from his storage ring, rode on it and flew down the mountain...
"After twenty years on the mountain, I'm finally going out for a walk. I'm really excited when I think about it..."
Jiang Ming couldn't help but stretch. He had been cautious in Xiaoqianshan for twenty years, so it would be good to go out and enjoy a few days.