Take out any of them, and they won't look shabby.

Zhao Song asked people to turn out all the materials in the two trunks in the garage, pile them in the hotel room, sit on the carpet, and concentrate on picking them out.

Nie Tian raised his eyebrows: "There is no need to be so grand, just take a few of them." ”

"Then how can it be done!" Zhao Song's face was full of pain: "How rare the heavenly and earthly treasures are now, Master, do you know! Just a heavenly spirit fruit used to refine the Condensing Pill, there is no need for a year, as long as it can be used, you can let a martial artist of any layer in the outer gate give you a month's work!"

"If it's not just the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, but the Tsukidan that has been successfully refined. One piece, regardless of quality, is enough to buy a 70-square-meter house in the coastal city!"

"Condensation Pill?" Nie Tian thought about it for a moment, making sure he hadn't heard of the name: "What is that?"

Zhao Song was stunned, as if he didn't understand how the omnipotent master didn't even know such a simple thing, and then suddenly realized, and translated: "According to your understanding, it's similar to Zhuji Dan." It is also an elixir used by martial artists who have just entered the martial arts to strengthen their bodies. If you have it, breaking through to the inner door will be twice the result with half the effort. ”

Nie Tian: "......"

A crack appeared on Nie Tian's expressionless face, and he was slightly surprised: "Why is this so?"

It's just Tsukidan, in his opinion, if he finds some materials, he can refine it in less than half a pillar of incense. It belongs to the foundation of the foundation, and ordinary monks must have one in their hands and replenish it at any time, and there will be no shortage of things at all.

The Heavenly Spirit Fruit is even more the same, no matter how ordinary the spirit grass is, in Nie Tian's common sense, it can be seen everywhere at all, even an inconspicuous unknown tree on the side of the road may also be the Heavenly Spirit Fruit Tree.

A 70-square-meter house in the coastal city?

Thinking back to Wei Yu's show-off psychology and the level of "house price-salary" that he had popularized, Nie Tian was really surprised.

"So here, the aura is so thin?"

"According to your request, it is indeed very thin. Zhao Song said honestly: "But I grew up here, and I don't think there's anything wrong, isn't this all common sense." ”

The implication is that you are too "trenched" and too inhumane!

"The top of the Tianshan Mountains is said to be one of the places with the strongest aura, and the spirit animals there must be rich. Zhao Song rummaged through a pile of materials and herbs, and sighed: "So, if we take it casually, if we get a particularly valuable treasure, then we won't lose money!"

Facing the apprentice's unusually serious and serious gaze, Nie Tian was rarely speechless.

How to say it.

As Zhao Song became more and more cheerful, and he became more and more lively in the face of his master, Nie Tiancai found that he did not know enough about all kinds of "common sense" in the world.

"Wow, Master, look at this!" Zhao Song suddenly exclaimed, and carefully picked up a tender green blade of grass: "There is even Forgetful Grass, this is the main material for refining the Forging God Pill, and it is a very rare treasure of heaven and earth!"

Nie Tian glanced at it, and really couldn't understand Zhao Song's excitement: "This forgetful grass is only a hundred years old, and it has been picked and cannot continue to grow, what's so strange?"

Zhao Song: "......"

Zhao Song said weakly: "Master, you better go and cultivate." ”

It's so devastating to talk to you.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already become a disciple of Shizun, Zhao Song felt that he would definitely have an irrepressible hatred of the rich.

That's a forgetful grass!

Do you know that in the entire Binhai Martial Arts Association, anyone who has a grass seedling in his hand can walk sideways!

Less than a hundred years?

The maturity period of the Forgetful Grass is not very long, and it will be able to absorb enough heaven and earth aura in fifty years, which can be used to refine the Forging God Pill.

Even so, because of the scarcity of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forgetful grass is still hard to find.

Century?

It is an ordinary forgetful grass that has only grown in the ordinary mountains for less than 50 years, and has just been picked as soon as it is ripe, and can no longer grow, all of which can be listed in the Black Rose Auction!

Not to mention that the spirit grass that grows on the top of the Tianshan Mountains itself is more valuable than ordinary spirit grass, just to say that its hundred-year-old vintage is not too much to use for the finale at auction!

Regardless of whether they are martial artists or not, they will definitely break their heads for it!

Why is it that in your mouth, there seems to be a trace of disgust?

Zhao Song originally wanted to "popularize science", but when he thought of the Lin manor in Lincheng, he was still silently staying at the bottom of the lake, and the bronze gossip plate used by the master as a gate for the master to use as a gate, he could only rest his thoughts.

That kind of Bagua Plate, even if you don't know its true purpose, is only used to test Feng Shui. Just by virtue of its identity as an ancient magic weapon, it is worthy of a smaller sect and directly treats it as a family heirloom!

"Master, you're too annoying...... Zhao Song carefully put the forgetful grass on the stall, quite depressed.

After a long time, Nie Tianqing's laughter rang out: "Ah Song, have you forgotten what the deity said?"

"You are a disciple of the deity, for thousands of years, I have only accepted a disciple like you, although it is not yet a beginner, it is rare enough, you must not be arrogant, and you must no longer be like ordinary people, and lose your temper for a little profit. ”

"Yes, Master......" Zhao Song lowered his head, a little ashamed.

However, after only a while, after calming down, Zhao Song's face suddenly changed: "For thousands of years, Master, you ...... you"

He looked at Nie Tian in horror, his lips squirming, as if he had heard some kind of terrifying horror story.

What does it mean that "for thousands of years, only one disciple has been accepted from him"?

Zhao Song looked at Nie Tian, who was leaning against the sofa by the window, shaking his red wine glass, wearing off-white casual clothes, and short black hair, just like any young man on the street, and the whole person was not good.

He's not the one who accidentally heard some great secret!

Nie Tian raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Zhao Song trembled violently, quickly made a zipper movement on the side of his mouth, and shook his head again and again: "No, Master, I didn't say anything." ”

If he really asked, would he be killed and killed!

Nie Tian shrugged: "You don't need to be too careful, I think that forgetfulness grass is good, just let it be." ”

It's not that I didn't hear it clearly, but I thought that if I explained, maybe I couldn't explain it clearly for a long time, so I just forgot it.

As he thought, his apprentice didn't have the courage to get to the bottom of it, at least not yet.

"Eh, good master......" Zhao Song nodded instinctively, then reacted, and hurriedly said: "But Master, after all, Old Man Wei is the president of the Binhai Martial Arts Association, and a hundred-year-old forgetful grass seems to be a little shabby." ”

Rare is rare, but it is not rare enough to take it to make a birthday gift for the Wei family.