For several days, Qing Kuang has been searching for rare medicinal plants in the wild grass garden.
A few days later, Qingkuang came to the hall of the Trade Union Alliance again as agreed. Dongfang Mu and Duanmu Xiu had been waiting for a long time.
"Mu, there are so many people here, is it too dangerous to leave it to Qing Kuang like this?"
Duanmu Xiu looked around and asked with some worry.
Although he was also curious about the legendary great master's cauldron, in order to show his experience in the world, he still kindly reminded Dongfang Mu.[
"Don't worry, even if you take the Bafang Ding to the auction, not many people will know the goods...
However, it is really difficult to find this thing. I spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to get it!"
Dongfang Mu replied calmly.
In front of Qing Kuang, Dongfang Mu took out a simple bronze medicine cauldron, which had a faint brilliance and was extremely mysterious.
Relying on his memory, Qingkuang recognized it immediately.
The Bafang Cauldron is said to be one of the cauldrons built by the great master.
During his lifetime, he traveled all over the continent, in various countries and regions, and had several places for refining medicine. Naturally, there were also several surviving cauldrons.
This Bafangding Cauldron is one of them. Although it is not the most top-notch thing, it is more than enough for refining ordinary things!
Qing Kuang put the Bafang Ding into his bag and said softly to Dongfang Mu:
"Thanks!"
He stood up and wanted to go, but was stopped by the other party.
"Wait a minute! Qingkuang, I have the items now. Don't you want the order anymore?"
"Order?" Duanmu Xiu asked doubtfully, rubbing his head.
Dongfang Mu took a sip of water and said slowly:
"It is certainly not an ordinary place to find something like the Bafang Cauldron. When they learned that there were still people in the world who could use this thing, they immediately begged me, if you can refine the things on the list, they would buy them at the price.
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With that said, Dongfang Mu handed Qing Kuang a piece of silk, and Qing Kuang read it carefully, a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.
Jushen Powder, 1.2 million copies.
Sealing Spirit Pill, two million pills.
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"These are all things that have been lost in ancient times, and some are just legendary things that even the top masters in the world have never seen with their own eyes.
Those things without a price tag mean that the price is still determined by you, or you can barter. As long as there is something you are interested in, as long as it still exists in this world, we can find ways to help you get it..."
Dongfang Mu murmured, while pointing to the last items on the silk cloth that did not have prices marked on them.
Qing Kuang closed the silk cloth, handed it to Dongfang Mu, and said calmly:
"These things are not so easy to get. I can try! But...who is it that has such a loud tone?"
"You will know this in the future! No matter what, the price of pills can easily reach millions. The funding problem of your Hurricane Mercenary Group has been solved now, right?"
Dongfang Mu smiled softly. He raised his hand and took out a short sharp dagger from his waist. With a few blows, he cut the piece of silk that contained several powerful ancient elixirs into pieces.
It seems that this is the request of those customers. In order to ensure that only they have these rare and precious things, they must ensure that no news is exposed, especially not to let their enemies get their hands on them.