"The drug store sells elixirs and naturally also collects some medicinal materials. I wonder what kind of medicinal materials you want to sell?" The old man in the shop said simply and looked at Zheng Chen with interest.
Zheng Chen hesitated for a moment and said: "I have a set of medicinal materials for refining the Spirit-Gathering Pill here. I can't refine the Spirit-Gathering Pill myself, so I want to sell it."
This set of medicinal materials for refining the Spirit-Gathering Pill was naturally left by Zheng Chen’s master Ge Shan. Originally, Geshan wanted to refine a Spirit-Gathering Pill for Zheng Chen to use next time when Zheng Chen attacks the Spirit-Gathering Period, but Zheng Chen has
According to his own calculation, he doesn't need the Spirit Gathering Pill next time he hits the Spirit Gathering Stage, and he can't find anyone to help him refine it.
Before his death, Ge Shan said that Zheng Chen should go to the peak master of Fuyun Peak, but now it seems that it is difficult to achieve the goal, and it is useless to put it in the storage bag. It would be more cost-effective to sell it.
After buying ten Pei Yuan Pills, he used up all his jade. Now there is only some money in the storage bag. Zheng Chen naturally has to make his pocket rich first, so he starts by selling the medicinal materials for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill.
Bar.
"Juling Dan is a second-grade elixir, and it is quite valuable. The quality and weight of the medicinal materials that can be used to refine Juling Dan naturally depend on the quality and weight of the elixir. This is related to the success rate of refining the pill. If the quality is high and the weight is sufficient, the value will be as high as
One Spirit Gathering Pill is about the same." The old man in charge explained seriously.
Zheng Chen took out all the medicinal materials and said, "Then I'll trouble the old gentleman to identify them."
Zheng Chen couldn't see through the old man's cultivation. It was conservatively estimated that the old man was at the middle stage of gathering souls, or even higher. And since the old man could be in charge of such a shop, he naturally had good knowledge in identifying medicinal materials.
The old man inspected them one by one, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "The quality of these medicinal materials is of excellent quality, and they are enough to refine three spirit-gathering pills. They were unearthed less than a year ago, and are well preserved. They can at least be refined."
Of course, it is possible to refine one Spirit-Gathering Pill, or three Spirit-Gathering Pills. If you want to sell it, I can give you the price of one and a half Spirit-Gathering Pills for your sake."
Zheng Chen did not bargain. After all, refining elixirs requires a lot of energy. Even if all three spirit-gathering elixirs were successfully refined, the price the old shopkeeper could give him was already a good price, not to mention the possibility of only refining one.
Woolen cloth.
Of course, Zheng Chen didn't know that such shops had some relationship with some alchemists. Those experienced alchemists had a low failure rate when refining second-grade elixirs. The medicinal materials sold by Zheng Chen fell into the hands of the old shopkeeper.
In his hand, he can produce at least two spirit-gathering pills.
The value of the second-grade elixir is far more than that of the first-grade elixir. The value of a half-spirit-condensing pill not only exchanged the jade and silver for Zheng Chen's previous purchase of ten Peiyuan pills, but the drugstore shopkeeper also gave two pills in return.
Panacea and a myogenic pill.
The Spirit-Restoring Pill is used to restore skills, fight with people, and is useful when hunting monsters, while the Myogenic Pill can quickly grow blood and flesh on the wound after being injured, speeding up the recovery.
If you suffer a serious skin injury, a pill of Myogenic Pill will keep you safe. Even if you are missing an arm or a leg, the Myogenic Pill can still help the muscles and bones to regenerate. In short, the Myogenic Pill is indeed a first-class elixir, better than that of a golden sore.
I don’t know how much better the medicine is.
After the transaction was completed, Zheng Chen left the drugstore and was about to find a restaurant to satisfy his appetite when he stopped at a roadside stall less than 500 meters away from the drugstore.
Under the bright lights, the stall owner of the roadside stall half-squinted his eyes and looked like a master. There were a few strange-looking objects scattered on the stall.
At this time, most of the monks who set up stalls in the market were already happy, but there were exceptions. After all, you have to pay taxes when doing business in the market. Since business is also allowed at night, there are monks who will not waste money.
these times.
The reason why Zheng Chen stopped was because he saw a metasequoia with soil still attached to it.
The metasequoia is not tall, only three inches high, with four or five tender green branches, exuding weak spiritual energy fluctuations.
Most of the other things on the stall are medicinal materials, such as century-old black ginseng, fifty-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, etc. They are all good products for refining first-class elixirs, but their value is not too high.
Zheng Chen briefly sensed the stall owner's aura, and found that he could not feel the opponent's strength. There seemed to be a hazy mist on the stall owner's body that completely concealed his aura.
The stall owner didn't look very old. Although he squinted his eyes, he had a vague air of a master, and his expression was calm and composed, making it hard to figure out.
Zheng Chen first played around with the Ganoderma lucidum and other items at random, and would ask about the price from time to time, but never mentioned the metasequoia.
The stall owner was patient at first, but then he realized that Zheng Chen was only asking if he wanted to buy. He gradually lost his temper and said with a hint of anger: "Boy, if you want to buy, buy it. If you don't want to buy, leave as soon as possible. Don't delay the uncle's cultivation here!"
When Zheng Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be startled and murmured: "Can you practice even if you set up a stall?"
The stall owner was not angry because of Zheng Chen's doubts. Instead, he touched a few almost invisible beards on his chin and said calmly: "You must know that cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You must remember to practice at all times.
Even if there are things that drag you down, you must do two things at once and don’t forget to practice.”
Zheng Chen looked at the stall owner's expression, and suddenly felt in his heart that this guy was not an expert at all, but rather he seemed to be very pretentious.
When the stall owner saw that his words were not understood by the young man in front of him, he was a little embarrassed and said with a forced smile: "It's really difficult to do two things while being distracted. If you practice more, you might be able to practice at the same time. It is said that there were people in the past.
He is a senior expert who can perform multiple functions at once and achieve the magic of dividing gods..."
Zheng Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not answer. He thought to himself: "Don't say that it is possible to do two things at once. Even if it is possible to do two things at once, it is extremely difficult for ordinary monks to do it, unless they are extremely talented."
"Boy, are you a disciple of Luoxia Clan?" The stall owner may have seen the badge on Zheng Chen's chest. After asking, before Zheng Chen could answer, he continued, "Yes, yes, that's it."
You have reached the realm of the Soul Gathering Stage at your age, and you will definitely be able to achieve something in the future. Of course, Luoxia Sect will not be too generous to young disciples. The medicinal materials and spiritual essences I sell here are extremely difficult to come across, so for you
Very useful. In order to get them, I worked hard, went through all kinds of hardships, suffered all kinds of hardships, narrowly escaped death, and went through fire and water..."
At first, Zheng Chen was okay with it, but the more he listened, the more outrageous the stall owner's words became. He couldn't help but frown secretly. After the stall owner made a long speech, Zheng Chen couldn't stand it anymore. He seemed like an expert.
, and he seems to be a taciturn stall owner, but as soon as he opens his chatterbox, he talks like a flood bursting its banks.
"Senior, your metasequoia is quite beautiful. It's small and agile, and has some air purifying effect." Zheng Chen didn't want to hear any more nonsense, so he started to move closer to the topic.
According to Zheng Chen's feeling, this metasequoia should really be a spiritual object. Although the aura currently leaking out is very weak, the aura is indeed of the wood attribute, and may be useful for practicing the Wood Refining Divine Medal.
Hearing Zheng Chen's words, the corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, because many monks had said so today. This metasequoia was obtained by him at the bottom of a lake. There was a piece of coral jade next to the metasequoia, and the coral jade was so big
It was too big. When he was about to put away the coral jade, he was discovered by a tiger shark. Under such circumstances, he could only take the metasequoia away. He originally thought that the metasequoia should not be ordinary, but many people
Don't think so.
This Metasequoia tree currently seems to be very fragile and contains insufficient spiritual power, so no one is interested in it. Things with wood attributes have never been popular in the cultivation world.
"Little brother, you may have been mistaken this time. This is a thousand-year-old metasequoia. It is born with the ten-thousand-year-old coral jade. It can be used to refine medicine and weapons. When refining medicine, it can improve the quality of the elixir and improve the success.
efficiency, and when refining the weapon, it can make the refined magic weapon more spiritual..."
Even if it was called trash by countless monks, the stall owner would naturally not admit it. Seeing that Zheng Chen seemed to be attracted by this thing, he put on a posture of "you don't understand". When bragging, spittle flew everywhere, which made Zheng Chen
Zheng Chen covered his face and retreated.
Seeing Zheng Chen's appearance, the stall owner realized that he had lost his composure. After smiling awkwardly, he regained his calm expression and asked, "If you want this metasequoia, just take a hundred pieces of warm jade."
, of course, if you want to use spiritual stones, you only need two low-grade spiritual stones."
"Is it possible that the senior deceived the younger generation for not knowing the goods, or that the younger generation was taken advantage of? What is the value of two spiritual stones, and what is the value of a hundred pieces of warm jade? The senior must know very well that your plant only has a weak wood attribute spirituality.
Can Metasequoia be compared to the second-grade pinnacle or the third-grade elixir? That's all, that's all, since the senior is not sincere, I will leave here, the air in my room is actually not that dirty." After Zheng Chen waved his hand, he stood up and left.
But the stall owner did not call Zheng Chen immediately. Instead, he counted silently in his heart, one step, two steps, three steps...
When he counted ten steps, the stall owner saw that Zheng Chen still didn't look back, so he called out: "Little brother, wait a minute, we are talking about business. It is not a fixed price thing. Tell me how much you can offer!"
Zheng Chen was actually waiting for the stall owner to call him back, but his palms were sweating slightly. After all, the wood spirituality leaking out of the metasequoia, although very weak, was just right for him to practice the Wood Refining Medal.
Moreover, this Metasequoia has obviously just grown and is very easy to refine. In the future, it can slowly grow with the help of the Wood Refining Divine Medal. To others, it is garbage, but to Zheng Chen, it is a treasure.
However, Zheng Chen naturally did not show any excitement. He just turned around lazily, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Junior just bought some Peiyuan Pills, and there is not much warm jade left in him. As for the spirit stones, I guess
Seniors know better than me that with my level of cultivation, it is impossible to have even half of it on my body."
The stall owner pretended to have a sad look on his face, and he seemed to be deeply regretful and said: "If you give me fifty yuan of warm jade, you can take this thousand-year-old metasequoia."
Zheng Chen said nothing and turned around immediately, apparently unable to accept the price.
"That's all, that's all, give me forty yuan..."
Before the stall owner finished speaking, Zheng Chen took another step.
"Good boy, if you're cruel, I'll give you twenty yuan. If it's any less, I'll die with you!"
The stall owner had no choice but to persuade Zheng Chen to stay.
Zheng Chen then turned around, looked at the metasequoia again, and said, "Fifteen yuan."
The stall owner glared at Zheng Chen fiercely, and pouted the few strands of invisible beard on his chin. After hesitating for a moment, he said feebly: "It's up to you."
Zheng Chen calmly took out fifteen pieces of warm jade, and then under the gaze of the stall owner, he put the metasequoia into a jade bottle, capped the bottle, and put it into a storage bag.
With spiritual plants, they can be temporarily sealed, but they cannot be sealed for too long, otherwise they may die. After all, this metasequoia is not very spiritual.
After the business deal was concluded, Zheng Chen suddenly smelled the aroma of food overflowing from a restaurant on the side, and his stomach immediately growled unsatisfactorily.
"Meeting each other is fate. Besides, we have just concluded a business deal. Why don't you treat me to a little brother? I will reluctantly give you face and have a few drinks with you." The stall owner heard Zheng Chen's stomach growling and immediately
He started to close the stall and said a little shamelessly.