Chapter two hundred and sixty seventh each with their own minds
What Zhuo Wenxiu said makes sense, the Violent Pill is not worth much, but this is a matter of rules.
There is a huge gap between the market price and the internal price of elixirs in Baiyao Valley.
Take the Barrier-Breaking Pill that Chen Taizhong exchanged for, for example, the price of Bai Yao Valley is two top-quality spiritual stones, and they sell that much every day. If there are too many people buying it, it will be out of stock.
But if you really want to get it at the sect's internal price, you can get at least four or five of them with two top-quality spiritual stones.
However, Kong Lingjian was not a man with a lot of money - at least he didn't have such a small amount of money in his eyes. He nodded, "Then it's the internal price, but you can only enjoy the internal price when you use it collectively."
That is to say, if anyone is injured due to personal reasons, he should use his own medicine. Otherwise, he will not get much discount from the people in Baiyao Valley.
This time the detour was not easy, and it was beyond the range shown on the map. The group had walked almost fifty miles, and it was almost dark.
However, this was partly because the road was unfamiliar, and partly because Kong Lingjian, Lei Xiaozhu and Zhuo Wenxiu were checking to see if there were any magical herbs or elixirs around them as they walked.
There are indeed some magical medicines, especially some auxiliary medicinal materials. There is really no shortage in the Hengduan Mountains. At the end of the day, Kong Lingjian and Lei Xiaozhu each picked four or five plants. Zhuo Wenxiu was exaggerating when he saw a black wind grass under a cliff.
Directly sweeping away more than twenty black wind grasses.
Kong Lingjian couldn't stand it. The black wind grass is indeed a medicinal material, but if it is less than a hundred years old, it will not be used in elixirs. It can also be used in formations. "Why are you picking so many black wind grass?"
"Even if you pick it like you do, the black wind grass will disappear sooner or later," Kong Lingjian snorted angrily. "When the black wind grass has passed a hundred years, the medicinal effect will be different."
Zhuo Wenxiu didn't say much, "I don't pick it just for myself, everyone else has a share."
Kong Lingjian could only remain silent. According to the agreement, the medicinal materials collected by the three of them would be converted into spiritual stones, and 20% of them would be distributed to others. Even though mosquitoes are small, they are still meat.
The disciples of Bai Yao Valley have always taken the high-end route in collecting herbs. They do not collect herbs that are older than a year. If they encounter precious ones, they dig them out and transplant them back. However, he cannot force others to do the same.
However, this is not certain. When it was getting dark, and everyone was about to take a rest, they suddenly found seven or eight red trees at the edge of a small spring under the cliff. Kong Lingjian immediately said, "I want this red sky."
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"It's only about forty or fifty years old," Zhuo Wenxiu muttered. Sky Red is much more valuable than Black Wind Grass, but the older it is, the more valuable it is.
Kong Lingjian did not answer, but Lei Xiaozhu explained, "The faction has been short of Mantianhong recently. The contribution level has been increased."
It turns out that it’s not that you don’t love money, you just care about whether it’s a good deal or not. Chen Taizhong saw all this and curled his lips disapprovingly.
However, this red sky is not something that can be picked at will. Nine times out of ten, there are spiritual beasts who are guarding it. Du Chunhui was the first to say, "If it is a blue-striped dart frog, I will deal with it, and the spoils will be mine."
The blue-striped dart frog is a level five spiritual beast that is highly poisonous. It has a string of fin-like spikes on its back that can hurt people by flying. These spikes are a good raw material for making tools.
However, its meat is tender and delicious, and its highly toxic poison can be used to refine weapons and can also be used as medicine.
"If it's a blue-striped dart frog, the poison sac is mine," Lei Xiaozhu said without hesitation.
Du Chunhui's face showed a hint of sullenness - what he wanted was the spikes and poisonous sacs. As for the essence and blood, that was secondary, and the frog meat was even secondary.
Seeing that he was unhappy, Lei Xiaozhu said, "If you don't agree, let others deal with it."
The blue-striped dart frog is not that easy to deal with, which is why the two disciples from Bai Yao Valley invited people to come. If Du Chunhui didn't agree, the other three mid-level immortals would not have a problem dealing with a single dart frog.
But when the time comes, he can only share the poison sac and the 20% discounted spiritual stone with others.
Du Chunhui thought about it and gritted his teeth and agreed.
This is a typical mode of cooperative exploration. After discovering the elixir, you have to kill even the guarding spirit beasts, hunt rabbits, and spend your free time. Therefore, it is necessary to form a strong team.
In fact, if there really was a striped dart frog, the poison sac would be worth a lot of money.
If anyone is dissatisfied and wants to eat alone, everyone will not let him play.
Chen Taizhong and others seemed to be at a huge loss, but someone was contracted to fight monsters, so even if they didn't do anything, they would still get a share.
Of course, this money is not earned for nothing. They have to be alert and ready to rescue at any time.
Du Chunhui held a small round shield in his hand and stepped forward cautiously. After waiting for a while, he found nothing unusual, so he bent down and tried to pick the red sky.
Just when his hand was about to touch the leaf, there was a sudden flash of white light, and something came quickly.
Du Chunhui was already prepared. He threw the small buckler forward and his body flashed to the side like lightning.
There was only a soft sound, and a water column directly punched a big hole in the small buckler, and then several green awns flew towards Du Chunhui like lightning.
"Sure enough, it's the blue-striped dart frog." Du Chunhui was not angry but happy. He pulled out a shield and faced it. The sky was full of red guardian spirit beasts. There were several kinds. The probability of the blue-striped dart frog was higher. If there were other low-level ones,
As a spiritual beast, he will inevitably be disappointed.
The small round shield just now was just a damaged mid-level magical weapon, but the shield in his hand now is a mid-level spiritual weapon.
The spiritual weapon blocked several flying thorns. Unexpectedly, there was another flash of white light not far away, and another dart frog appeared.
Damn it, Du Chunhui cursed in his heart - how come there are two of them?
But think about it again, it's not surprising that there are seven or eight red trees here that attract two striped dart frogs.
Du Chunhui had no problem dealing with one dart frog, but it was really difficult to deal with two.
Feng Hua saw this and smiled slightly, "Do you want reinforcements? If so, give up your spoils."
This is also the rule of the team. If someone fights monsters and doesn't let others grab them, then if others come to support, they will take away all the loot - if you don't have that ability, why did you fight monsters in the first place?
Of course, this means that the team is complete. Even if Du Chunhui stops at this moment, the other three mid-level immortals still have the strength to take down these two blue-striped dart frogs.
If it were not for Chen Taizhong and Zhuo Wenxiu, Feng Hua would most likely have to discuss it with the other party - one is yours and the other is mine.
How could Du Chunhui give in? It was difficult for him to fight two, but it wasn't impossible to fight, so he flatly refused, "No, the striped dart frog is mine."
So it took him almost twenty minutes to kill the two dart frogs, but at the same time, he also paid a heavy price: a damaged mid-level spiritual weapon, a shield, several rejuvenation pills, an intermediate detoxification pill, and a mid-level detoxification pill.
Two protective talismans, a mid-level spiritual sword, and a pair of shoes that were suspected to be low-level spiritual weapons were also damaged, making himself miserable.
After careful calculation, the harvest is equal to the expenditure, with only a slight surplus.
His profit was not even as good as the spectators standing there, trying to share the profit from the poison bag.
Not to mention that sometimes, beating them all may not be a good thing.
Anyway, Du Chunhui was a bit disappointed. As Jiang Ziqin said, killing spiritual beasts like this was a bit uneconomical.
But no one sympathized with him. Who asked you to beat him all the time and refused to help?
That night, everyone camped under the cliff. Chen Taizhong and Xie Mingxian sat together. He took out a bottle of Yunwu wine and shared it with each other, "The weather has changed. I think it may rain tomorrow. Drink some wine to keep out the cold."
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The status of the two of them in the team is a bit awkward. As the recommender, Xie Mingxian's status is a bit insufficient, while Chen Taizhong, as the main combat force, has a slightly lower cultivation level.
Therefore, the two of them were not very popular, so they just stayed in a corner of the camp and set up an intermediate spiritual formation.
When the pot of wine was about to reach its bottom, a figure, Tingting, walked over and said, "These two days have been relatively easy. After two days, I will have to rely on Mr. Chen."
The person who came was none other than Lei Xiaozhu. She walked to the two of them and sat down casually, "Do you have any more wine?"
Chen Taizhong took out another pot of wine and said, "If you want to drink it, pour it yourself. Our cultivation is low. You counted on us, but you were wrong."
"Are you of low cultivation?" Lei Xiaozhu laughed loudly, "You traded the millennium elixir, but I earned twenty sect contributions."
Co-author, you also know that I helped you earn the sect contribution? Chen Taizhong curled his lips, what was your attitude two days ago, "I thought you deducted 20 sect contributions."
"Is there any difference?" Lei Xiaozhu glared at him fiercely, "You offended Elder Chi and made me passive... I would rather have twenty contributions deducted."
Oh, and then Chen Taizhong understood why she had been lukewarm towards him, and when Chi Yunqing failed to succeed, she transferred her anger to the recommender.
This is real... He thought for a moment before replying, "Do you want me to help you kill her?"
"Look, I knew you could do it," Lei Xiaozhu pointed at him speechlessly, "You have the guts to be a second-level immortal, and yet you say you can't do it..."
"As a man, how can you say you can't do it?" Xie Mingxian was swaying with laughter.
Both of them ignored him, but Lei Xiaozhu asked again, "I went back to check whether that thing last time... was the wind-winged beast?"
She was very concerned about the lightning leopard that Wang Yanyan had frightened her. She went back and looked through the spirit beast atlas, only to realize that it might be the cub of the wind-winged beast.
It is precisely because of this that she thinks that if Wang Yanyan can come, it will be another help. It should be noted that everyone is entering the Hengduan Mountains this time. The most indispensable thing is spiritual beasts and animal cultivators. If there is someone who is proficient in taming animals,
How much more convenience can it bring?
"Absolutely," Chen Taizhong replied vaguely, "It's getting late, go to bed early... I'll give you this jug of wine."
The two didn't talk for long, but early the next morning, when everyone was setting off, Kong Lingjian sneaked up to Chen Taizhong intentionally or unintentionally and whispered, "Stay away from Lei Xiaozhu... It's good for everyone, no need."
Can I say more?"
Chen Taizhong glanced at him indifferently, "You mean...you want me to turn around and go back now?"