"There are eight kinds of materials containing soul power here. In terms of quality, three of them are second-grade high-order, two are third-grade elementary, two are third-grade intermediate, and one is third-grade high-order. These are all enough.
Golden elixir stage monks can improve their soul power without causing any damage to the soul. Of course, we can also provide higher quality materials containing soul power, it depends on whether you need it or not." The middle-aged man pointed out.
Looking at the jade box on the table, he introduced it calmly.
Zheng Chen secretly thought that this valley did have some energy. The medicinal materials containing soul power were more precious and hard to find than the same level of medicinal materials. They could actually take out so many of them casually, and their own strength was probably not much weaker.
Zheng Chen completely put away his laziness and began to ponder.
Ordinarily, considering Zheng Chen's current soul cultivation level, second-grade high-level materials are definitely enough for him, but the practice of distracted soul refining requires a lot of materials containing soul power. In order to save some time for future cultivation,
Naturally, the more you have, the better.
He didn't have many spiritual stones in his storage bag before, but now that he's a lot taller, he might be able to stock up on a few more.
After pondering for a while, Zheng Chen asked: "What are their respective prices?"
The middle-aged monk's expression remained unchanged, and he patiently explained: "A second-grade high-grade soul power-containing material is worth two hundred lower-grade spiritual stones, a third-grade preliminary material is worth a thousand lower-grade spiritual stones, and a third-grade medium-grade material is worth two hundred lower-grade spiritual stones.
The materials of the third level are worth five thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and the materials of the third-grade high-level require at least thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
When Zheng Chen heard the price reported by the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but look sad instead of sad. Instead, he looked a little more pleased.
The middle-aged man was originally a little curious about Zheng Chen. Because he could not see through Zheng Chen's details, he was always polite to Zheng Chen. Now seeing that Zheng Chen was calm and composed after hearing the price, he was even more sure that this boy was extraordinary.
He is the core disciple of Luoxia Clan, and maybe he is the descendant of a certain Luoxia Clan boss.
As a result, the middle-aged man continued with a bit of a smile: "The prices here are definitely the most reasonable within a radius of 100,000 miles. Moreover, except for a few large sects, we can afford so many at will."
There are almost no sects containing soul power materials."
Zheng Chen did not listen to the middle-aged man's ramblings, but began to calculate in his mind. After a moment, his heart suddenly changed and he said: "I have collected all eight pieces of materials."
In the slightly surprised expression of the middle-aged man, Zheng Chen took out four high-grade spiritual stones and twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, and said: "The total should be 42,600 low-grade spiritual stones, and I don't think so."
You're so talkative, how about removing the fractions of those six hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones?"
The middle-aged man checked the spiritual stone on the table, then waved his hand and put it into the storage magic weapon, saying: "Haha, just follow my little brother."
Then, with the help of the middle-aged man, Zheng Chen learned about the eight soul-power-containing materials one by one, understood their respective characteristics, and the matters that need to be paid attention to when using them. This business was completed.
Originally, the middle-aged man thought that Zheng Chen was unlikely to do a big business when he came here, so his expression was very cold at first, no different from how he treated other monks. However, he did not expect that such a young Zheng Chen would actually have such a cold expression on his face.
With so many spiritual stones. In his heart, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think highly of Zheng Chen's identity. This valley has been adjacent to Luoxiamen for a long time, so the middle-aged man naturally knew that even the people in Luoxiamen
A master at the Nascent Soul stage would have to make a lot of preparations if he wanted to come up with so many spiritual stones.
In fact, Zheng Chen never expected that he would get so many spiritual stones along the way. Since it was a windfall, Zheng Chen naturally didn't feel much regret when it came to spending it.
Even after spending so many spiritual stones, if the spiritual stones on Zheng Chen's body were converted into low-grade spiritual stones, they would still amount to 150,000 yuan. This was a fortune that he could not even imagine before.
But it was this transaction that made Zheng Chen understand how huge the consumption of spiritual stones is during the process of cultivation. Just buying a few materials that are less than the fourth grade requires so many spiritual stones. Those of fourth grade or even above
Don't we need more spiritual stones for the materials? Thinking of this, the sense of superiority that had just risen in his heart due to his sudden increase in wealth immediately dissipated.
Originally, Zheng Chen wanted to sell the stolen goods here, that is, sell various materials obtained from the Nascent Soul early stage killer to middle-aged men, but firstly he was afraid of suffering a loss, and secondly, he had no shortage of spiritual stones.
Thirdly, I was even more worried that the middle-aged man would leak the secret, so I gave up the idea.
Of course, Zheng Chen also thought that since his wealth had been exposed, the valley might send people to intercept and kill him on his way back, but he had no good way to deal with it and could only take it one step at a time.
Also led by the middle-aged man, Zheng Chen and the old shopkeeper quickly left the valley. Before leaving, the middle-aged man whispered a few words to the old shopkeeper, the content of which was naturally unknown to Zheng Chen.
However, after the two whispered, the middle-aged man's face was obviously a little surprised, and when he looked at Zheng Chen again, he had a somewhat fearful look.
You don’t need to think about it to know that the old shopkeeper told Zheng Chen about killing the Nascent Soul killer in the future. Zheng Chen was helpless about this. He just said to the middle-aged man before leaving: "I don't like trouble the most.
There are some things that I hope Gui Gu can keep secret."
The middle-aged man simply said: "Don't worry, we are also very afraid of trouble. We still have a sense of what should be said and what should not be said. Besides, with my little brother's position in Luoxiamen, I want to come up with something
Small troubles can still be solved, and we won't offend the Luoxia Clan because of it."
After thanking the middle-aged man, Zheng Chen returned the same way with the old shopkeeper.
The journey was relatively peaceful, and the occasional gangsters who blocked the road were dismissed by the old shopkeeper with a few words. Before returning to Zhengyangfang City, Zheng Chen rewarded the old shopkeeper with a few low-grade spiritual stones and told him to do the same.
Don't leak secrets.
In the restaurant in Fangshi, he bought some hundred-year-old Lieyan wine, and then Zheng Chen got on a carriage heading towards Wangxia Town.
But on this carriage, Zheng Chen saw an acquaintance. This person was none other than the stall owner who had rescued him from Qian Qu's pursuit and sold him a small metasequoia tree.
The stall owner was obviously startled when he saw Zheng Chen, but he didn't say hello.
Zheng Chen originally wanted to say something to the stall owner, but when he saw the stall owner's expression was different, he didn't say anything.
After the carriage started moving, Zheng Chen gradually discovered that the stall owner's entire body was actually imprisoned, and beside him was a bearded monk with a fierce look.
The bearded monk was about forty years old, and his aura of the late stage of gathering spirit was not restrained, but it made all the monks in the carriage afraid to speak.
In this carriage, except for Zheng Chen, the stall owner and the bearded monk, the other three monks were not at the early stage of gathering spirits. When Zheng Chen got on the carriage, he was noticed by the bearded monk.
After Zheng Chen sat quietly for a while, he could guess that the stall owner who had saved his life must have been restrained by the bearded monk and was currently unable to move.
Since he didn't know the specific strength of the bearded monk, nor did he know what the grudge was between the bearded monk and the stall owner, Zheng Chen didn't take action rashly, but was just thinking about something in his mind.