Seeing Lu Ping eject tens of thousands of spiritual stones in the blink of an eye, little Sima had a dumbfounded expression, and his eyes were filled with golden stars as he looked at Lu Ping.
Lu Ping looked at Little Sima who was walking mechanically behind him, reached out and patted him on the head, and said, "Are you stupid? Why don't you take me to the next store that sells spiritual herbs?"
Little Sima asked Lu Ping to take a shot, and he suddenly woke up and said: "No more, there are all the shops selling spiritual herbs here."
"Is it gone?" Lu Ping calculated. The spiritual herbs collected this time plus his original inventory are only enough to refine nearly thirty furnaces of elixirs, and more than half of them are elixirs for the early and middle stages of hemolysis. For the current
He had little effect, and the few late-stage hemolytic elixirs he had in his hand were only enough for him to practice at full capacity for more than half a year.
Pills are always in short supply. Lu Ping asked again: "Is there no other place on this island that sells spiritual herbs?"
Little Sima scratched his head and said: "Yes, there is a mortal market. It is a place where casual cultivators and mortals set up stalls together. However, the spiritual herbs there are relatively scattered, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive."
The mortal market of Sanjia City is located on the south side of the city. It is a place where monks and mortals live together. Some casual cultivators make a living by taking risks. In order to sell a few more spiritual stones, they are willing to spend their time setting up street stalls. Many mortals
Because I lived with monks, I also knew more about their likes and dislikes. I often took some of the spiritual herbs, spiritual materials and strange things I collected to sell in the market, hoping to try my luck and reach the sky in one step.
Lu Ping spent most of his time practicing hard and refining alchemy. He always had a lot of money and didn't care about the cost. He didn't bother to go to the street stalls in the market to hunt for treasures. He would rather spend more spiritual stones and buy them in batches from the shops. Therefore, since then,
After Lu Ping advanced to the hemolytic stage, he rarely visited the mortal market in the market.
The mortal market has always been quite lively. Many monks like to patrol here in their free time. Most of them are trying to find treasures and hope to take advantage of it. But who of the people who come here to set up street stalls have poor vision?
, this kind of thing usually rarely happens.
Some casual cultivators even put some things they are not sure about on it. Once they meet someone who knows the goods, they will immediately raise the price and make a lot of money. However, the cultivators are still happy with it, probably because they have a just in case mentality.
Lu Ping and Little Sima passed by in the mortal market. Many people in the market who knew Little Sima saw Lu Ping behind him and recommended the things on their respective stalls to Lu Ping. I think Little Sima also often recommended other newcomers to Sanjia Island to Lu Ping.
The monks brought me here to search for treasures.
Since Lu Ping obtained the jade slip used by Master Liao Ding to identify spiritual herbs, Lu Ping's knowledge of spiritual herbs can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. It not only recorded many five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs that Lu Ping did not know, but also a large number of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.
There are many records of grasses, even three-thousand-year-old spiritual grasses, which broadened Lu Ping's horizons.
"Seven Nights Flying Flower Grass, one of the auxiliary spiritual herbs for refining the early stage of hemolysis, twenty pieces of spiritual stones."
"This is Sanqiu Dew Grass, an auxiliary spiritual grass for refining mid-stage hemolysis elixirs. It can contain up to thirty spiritual stones."
"Strong wind grass, yes, it is a main ingredient in wind-attributed bloodline hemolytic elixirs in the late stage. One hundred spiritual stones, what? Two hundred? One hundred and twenty at most, even if you don't sell it."
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Lu Ping passed through the mortal market along the way. Lu Ping would not let go of any spiritual herbs that were more than five hundred years old. He offered a suitable price for each one. When he encountered opportunists, Lu Ping would directly tell the names of these spiritual herbs.
, the growth environment, the properties and pharmacology of the medicine, once again, the other party will be left speechless. If he continues to mess around, he will leave directly.
At this time, the monks setting up stalls in the mortal market realized that they had met an expert and no longer dared to try to deceive them. Lu Ping swept all the way and actually harvested more than 200 five-hundred-year-old grasses again, and even many of them were refined into hemolysis stage.
The importance of the elixir made Lu Ping very satisfied.
Many monks who set up stalls in the mortal market saw that Lu Ping was honest, fair in price, and not fussy, so they took out the spiritual herbs they had accumulated in the past for Lu Ping to choose from. Many monks also brought out some spiritual herbs they did not know.
Let Lu Ping appreciate them, and Lu Ping also told them one by one the usage and year of these spiritual herbs.
After doing this, Lu Ping bought more than a hundred 500-year-old spiritual grass. In addition to the spiritual grass he purchased before, the spiritual grass selected from them to refine the late-stage hemolysis elixir is enough for Lu Ping to practice at full capacity for a year without worrying about the lack of elixirs.
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At this moment, people suddenly burst into laughter from behind Lu Ping:
"Er Leprechaun, are you bringing your treasure again?"
"Er Lezi, I told you to stop daydreaming about it all day long. Even the alchemists of the three major families said that thing of yours is just an ordinary weed. If you have time, practice quickly and find a way to dissolve the blood."
"That's right, Er Leizi, although your brother fought hard to get these three grasses back, doesn't your brother just want to exchange them for you with spiritual stones to buy hemolysis pills to help you reach the hemolysis stage? You always hold on to those grasses.
If you don't let go, your cultivation will be delayed, and your brother will only be sad because he knows it underground."
Lu Ping turned around and saw a rather downcast man holding a jade box in his arms and walking towards Lu Ping. Apparently he heard that an expert in appraising spiritual herbs had come to the mortal market and hurried over.
Lu Ping looked at Little Sima next to him, who was obviously quite familiar with the affairs of this generation, and said: "Uncle Er Lei is called Li Erqiang, and his brother is called Li Daqiang. He is a casual cultivator in the early stage of hemolysis. Uncle Daqiang did it for Uncle Erqiang."
When he was able to reach the hemolytic stage, he ventured to the depths of the endless sea to hunt monster beasts in exchange for spiritual stones, hoping to buy hemolytic pills. Unexpectedly, Uncle Daqiang was severely injured by the monster, and he did not stay after he came back.
Uncle Erqiang fell after what he said. When Uncle Erqiang was sorting out his belongings, he found three spiritual herbs in jade boxes. Uncle Erqiang thought that Uncle Daqiang died because of these three spiritual herbs. They must be treasures.
, I planned to sell it for the blood-dissolving pill, but two years have passed. The monks coming and going in the mortal market said that the grass was worthless. Even the alchemists of Zhang, Wang, and Li families were curious about these three grasses.
I made a special trip to see it, and they all said it was an ordinary weed, but it looked weird, but Uncle Erqiang still didn’t give up, saying that everyone didn’t know what to buy, which made the alchemists of the three major families very angry.”
Li Erqiang came to Lu Ping and carefully handed the jade box to Lu Ping. There was a trace of expectation and a trace of fear in his eyes, and he said in a very anxious voice: "Senior, please take a look at these three spiritual grasses of this junior."
When everyone saw Li Erqiang handing the jade box out, they didn't say anything. Lu Ping took the jade box and looked around. The monks around him stopped what they were doing and looked at Lu Ping. Many people looked at Lu Ping.
The look of expectation seemed to be that they hoped that the spiritual grass that Li Daqiang had fought so hard to obtain was really a treasure, and they were quite sympathetic to Li Erqiang. There were also people with sarcasm on their faces, waiting to see Li Erqiang's joke, but most people shook their heads and did not agree with this.
What hope?
Lu Ping opened the jade box, and inside were three jet-black spiritual grasses. Apart from their color, they looked ordinary. There was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the branches and leaves of the grasses, and they were no different from ordinary weeds.
Everyone sighed when they saw Lu Ping holding the jade box and looking at it for a long time without saying anything. It seemed that even this senior expert didn't know about this herb, so he thought it was really not a magical herb.
Li Erqiang looked at Lu Ping's expression, and the last trace of expectation in his eyes disappeared. Xiao Sima looked at him with sympathy.
"No!" Lu Ping murmured to himself: "It turns out to be this kind of spiritual grass!"
Lu Ping's face suddenly showed a look of surprise: "I found a treasure!"
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