Listening to everyone's sarcasm, Chen Shen seemed eager to prove something. He turned his head suddenly and said to the yellow-haired old man: "Elder, please be sure to agree to the disciple's request!"
The yellow-haired old man was suppressing laughter at this moment, his stomach was bulging, and the expression on his face was even more weird.
He took a few deep breaths, finally suppressing his smile, and then said: "Well... it takes half an hour to read all the spiritual-level Xuandan prescriptions. It's really unprecedented."
"However, I hope that you will not let down your sincerity in studying. If you can deliver 10,000 points of sect contribution, I am not incapable of being accommodating..."
In fact, what the old man was thinking was: in just half an hour, even the smartest person would not be able to memorize even half of the spiritual elixir recipe!
Because the higher the altitude, the more complex and profound the recipe becomes.
At the spiritual level, the detailed description of the technique for refining this elixir alone is as long as ten thousand words.
Coupled with the various materials that are difficult to pronounce, and the ratio of the advance and retreat of the fire every second, it is extremely complicated. Who can memorize it?
Now, it's rare that a silly boy is willing to buy this stupid account, so the yellow-haired old man is naturally happy about it: "How about it? Have you considered it?"
Chen Shen was hesitating on his face, but he was sneering in his heart: "You're making a fool of yourself, isn't this old man too evil? You know that if I go in and watch the flowers for half an hour, you will get nothing, yet you still charge so much.
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In this way, the young man's little guilt for deceiving the other party suddenly disappeared, and the thought of giving him some benefits afterwards was also wiped out...
But I heard the yellow-haired old man continue to seduce: "Boy, as long as you have a contribution value of 10,000 points, I, the Qingyun Sect, have inherited a total of 81 kinds of spiritual elixirs for more than 20,000 years, and you can take them as you like!
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"This opportunity is rare, why are you hesitating?"
"Well... didn't the elder just say that he could give the disciple a discount?" Chen Shen pretended to be shy and scratched his head.
"Okay!" The yellow-haired old man patted his chest and said generously: "Then as I said before, I will only accept 70% of your contribution points, which is only 7,000!"
Chen Shen laughed again: "Haha, this...disciple may not be able to produce that much."
"Can't you get this out?"
"Well. The disciple only occupied the treasure land for half an hour. Can the contribution points paid be lower?"
"How many do you have?"
When the yellow-haired old man asked this question, he secretly transmitted a message to the young man: "How many contribution points can you tell me through the method of spiritual message transmission?"
Chen Shen understood immediately and said secretly: "Two thousand points."
"Hiss—so few?"
"That's quite a lot, elder. I'm just a core disciple. I've saved up these two thousand contribution points for a long time!"
The young man cried with a shy face and thought to himself: "You have been on duty here for nine months. Even if you have heard that a disciple made a lot of money in the mysterious beast tide battle, you have never seen me in person."
Sure enough, the old man hesitated for a moment and then said: "Okay! If I like you, I will give you a special price: two thousand for two thousand!"
"But you have to follow my words later and say that we are so, so...understand?"
"Okay, okay, it all depends on the elder's orders!"
Immediately, the old man slammed the table: "What? You only have five hundred sect contribution points? You, you, you... aren't you trying to trick me? Five hundred is not enough, it is too little!"
"After deducting half of the contribution points allocated to the sect as usual, I have been busy for a long time and only earned two hundred and fifty?"
"Hey, you only have one, two hundred and five!"
Chen Shen secretly smiled in his heart, but he put on a pitiful look on his face as agreed in advance: "This is all I can offer. Please be accommodating. I am grateful and grateful!"
"This... alas! That's all, I just want to do a good deed that day! Come with me."
Chen Shen thanked him profusely and followed Mr. Zhang into the back hall.
The group of disciples behind him who were waiting for the alchemy master's grade assessment immediately exploded: "Wucao, Mr. Zhang really agreed?"
"Nonsense, in half an hour, this kid can't learn anything, but Mr. Zhang can make a net profit of two hundred and fifty, so I'll do it too!"
"Hehe, you are all too naive."
"Oh? How do you say this?"
"After all, Mr. Zhang is also a one-star great alchemist on the spiritual level. How can I help him with a mere 250 points of contribution value?"
"In my opinion, he must have secretly negotiated a higher price with that Silly Que just now, and then put on a show in front of us."
"In this way, he can easily hack away most of the contribution points!"
"It makes sense, it makes sense! Mr. Zhang has made a profit today."
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At this moment, Chen Shen followed the yellow-haired old man through the backyard, and after circling for a while, he finally found a place to stay.
"It's right here. You go in and wait, and I'll get you all the spiritual elixir recipes."
"Thank you, elder! Eighty-one kinds of spiritual elixir recipes, tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes the disciples excited!"
"Hey? This idiot still remembers the total number? Grandma, if I had known I shouldn't have blurted it out in the first place, now I only need to take a dozen of them to fool him. Anyway, he will definitely not be able to learn the same thing in the end.
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Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes and warned: "Give me the Space Mysterious Ring, stay here and don't run around."
"Also, I just collaborated with you on acting..."
"Don't worry, elder. This disciple will never dare to leak any information! Will you point me to you and give me discounts in the future?" The young man blinked mischievously.
"Well, it's good for you to know!" The yellow-haired old man put his hands behind his back and left proudly.
Not long after, when he returned to the hut, with a wave of his hand, the space mysterious ring flashed with white light, and a large box was placed flat on the ground.
When I opened the lid of the box, I saw that there were all prescriptions inside. Each prescription was like a book, with as few as ten pages and as many as hundreds of pages!
The most eye-opening thing for Chen Shen was that these elixir recipes all used fire sandalwood juice as ink and ice silk net as paper.
After the two energies that were originally incompatible with each other merged and coexisted, something strange happened, making the ink stain not easy to weather and preserved for millions of years.
"Wow! This is the first time for this disciple to see paper, pen and ink made of this kind of material!"
Chen Shen exaggeratedly praised, then rolled his eyes and whispered: "Elder, you can move them to this hut, but I wonder if you can move them to Wandan Hall?"
"If I secretly take two out..."
Before he finished speaking, the yellow-haired old man shouted: "Fart!"
"Boy, you must not have any evil intentions. You must know that every spiritual elixir recipe has the power of prohibition jointly set by several supreme elders of my Qingyun Sect."
"If any pill recipe leaves the Wandan Hall, the special formation here will be activated. At that time, the Supreme Elders will definitely feel something. No matter how high you go to heaven or earth, you will not be able to escape the sanctions of the sect!"