After entering the quiet room, the two of them sat down. Chi Lianying found a seat by herself, while Hong Ying and Wu Yan were quite self-conscious and stood still without moving.
Wushan gang leader Qiao Zhengyan called for five cups of high-grade spiritual tea. The two of them did not speak, each holding a golden ebony cup in their hands to taste the tea carefully.
Hong Ying and Wu Yan were not used to this weird atmosphere and were a little restless. Chi Lianying still had a rough look that was completely different from her graceful image. She sat on another tea table and began to take a nap.
Qiao Zhengyan saw that Lu Ping was neither humble nor arrogant, and was very diligent in cultivating his energy. He couldn't help but think highly of Lu Ping in his heart. He couldn't cultivate such magnanimity and pride unless he was a disciple of a big sect or a disciple of a famous family.
Having made a decision in his heart, Qiao Zhengyan put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Hall Master Yu learned that the younger brother was purchasing the Millennium Spirit Grass and was eager to inform me of the news, but he ignored the instructions of his brothers.
This is a loss of etiquette in front of my little brother, so please don’t blame me."
Since it was the leader of the Wushan Gang who took action in person, Lu Ping's identity as the other party gave Lu Ping enough face. Naturally, Lu Ping also borrowed Po Xia Donkey's help and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, not worth mentioning."
Qiao Zhengyan saw that Lu Ping was not a jealous person, so he said again: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, I heard that the little brother is trying to buy the thousand-year-old spiritual grass in the shops on the nearby streets. I dare to ask if the little brother's alchemy skills have reached the level of a quasi-master.
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Lu Ping did not answer Qiao Zhengyan's words, but asked very strangely: "This is also what is strange about this junior. As one of the largest cities in the East China Sea, Qianyuan City has many monks. At this time, the Northern League celebration is coming, and the Danhui Festival is coming."
When it is about to begin, it is the moment when a large amount of cultivation resources are gathered, how come this junior has not even seen a thousand-year-old spiritual grass?"
Qiao Zhengyan knew that Lu Ping wanted to exchange information, and now it was Qiao Zhengyan who was asking for help, so he explained: "I am afraid that my knowledge of the demand for elixirs in the cultivation world is not as deep as my little brother's experience. The scarcity of elixirs is not only
In addition to the rarity of alchemists, the most important reason is the scarcity of spiritual grass. Needless to say, even if a big city like Qianyuan City can gather goods from all over the world, there will always be a shortage of spiritual grass.
The supply exceeds the demand. If some large shops can barely sell the five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass in limited quantities due to the support of their own spiritual grass gardens, then the thousand-year-old spiritual grass in Qianyuan City will not be recommended by anyone familiar with it in the future.
The surface will not be sold."
Lu Ping immediately revealed that most of the monks who can use the Millennium Spiritual Grass are already high-level monks in the cultivation world and above the alchemy stage, or they are people like Lu Ping who have become quasi-masters in alchemy during the hemolytic stage.
His status in the world of cultivation is not inferior to that of monks in the alchemy stage.
Such monks naturally have their privileges, and such private transactions are often a means for each to win over and befriend high-level monks.
Qiao Zhengyan hesitated for a moment and then asked: "I wonder what kind of elixir my little brother is going to use the Millennium Spirit Grass to refine? Although our Wushan Gang is not a prominent force in Qianyuan City, but after hundreds of years of operation,
This Qianyuan City is quite thin. I can recommend a few shops. I believe that with my recommendation, my little brother can buy some Millennium Spirit Herbs there, but I can’t get involved in how much."
Lu Ping's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "In that case, I have the audacity to ask my senior to introduce me on my behalf, but I will not receive any reward for my merits. I wonder if there is anything I can do for you, senior, that I can help you with?"
Qiao Zhengyan looked happy, but hesitant, as if he was a little worried, but he still handed a jade slip to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping looked at this jade slip, said "Huh" and said: "Inherited jade slip?"
Qiao Zhengyan said sternly: "Exactly, to be honest, little friend, Quanzi practiced too much in order to achieve the Alchemy Stage a few years ago. In his eagerness for success, he went crazy and injured his bloodline, which made his cultivation not only unable to progress further, but also slowed down.
Slowly, the exercise began to dissipate. I was so anxious that I sought medical advice everywhere. All the alchemists concluded that Quanzi's injuries were irreversible. I was also disheartened, but it was by chance that I got this prescription. Among them,
It was said that this elixir could heal the blood wounds caused by monks who were possessed by evil spirits. I was overjoyed and invited the alchemists in Qianyuan City to refine this elixir. However, these alchemists said they could not refine the elixir after reading the recipe.
, or bluntly said that this kind of elixir is simply full of fallacies and nonsense. However, I did not give up, and still generously invited two alchemists who had some friendship to refine it. Even if the elixir was refined to be poison, the two of them recognized it.
The alchemist was forced to give me a try because of my kindness, but all failed. Quanzi was also heartbroken. I really didn’t want to see Quanzi so depressed. I have not given up looking for the alchemist all these years, hoping to refine this kind of alchemy master.
Pill."
Lu Pingyuan was about to reach out and pick up the jade slip on the table, but after hearing this, he took his hand back and thought for a moment: "I wonder if there is a master of alchemy among the alchemists invited by the seniors?"
Qiao Zhengyan knew what Lu Ping had guessed, so he had no intention of hiding it. Instead, he sighed and said: "It is true that I asked two masters to look at the elixir recipe, and even asked one person to refine it. They didn't say that it couldn't be done.
Refining, it just means that the conditions for refining are extremely difficult, and in the alchemy world there are almost no alchemists who can meet such harsh conditions."
Lu Ping looked at Qiao Zhengyan with a half-smile and said: "Then how can the senior be so sure that the junior can refine this elixir that even the two masters have been unable to successfully refine?"
Qiao Zhengyan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Now I only have a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Once I know that an alchemy master appears in Qianyuan City, I will try my best to go and plead with him, but they will all bluntly say that this elixir prescription is nonsense.
Or they say that they can't refine it. Just take the jade slips to check whether you can refine it. I introduced the shopkeepers of several shops to know you. As far as I know, these shopkeepers have all the jade slips.
There are many thousand-year-old spiritual herbs in the collection."
Lu Ping smiled and no longer hesitated. He took the jade slip in his hand and carefully examined the contents inside with his spiritual consciousness.
After a long time, Lu Ping withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the jade slip, with a strange look on his face. Although Qiao Zhengyan had not had much hope for this, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Seeing Lu Ping pondering, he couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful.
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"The Lingshui Pregnancy Pulse Pill, it's quite interesting. It's no wonder that most alchemists turn their noses up at this pill recipe."
Looking at the eager look on Qiao Zhengyan's face, Lu Ping knew that no matter how high his cultivation level, how old he was, or how profound his cultivation, Qiao Zhengyan was always a father. At this point, he was the most powerful person in the world.
The leader of the gang was helpless.
"Maybe I can give it a try!" Lu Ping said with a smile.