Chapter 737: Waste Dan

Ye Feng was not far from the shopkeeper, so he could naturally hear such disrespectful words, so he immediately walked over, stared coldly at the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion, and said in a deep voice: "Apologize for what you just said, otherwise, I will level you here." ”

In the face of Ye Feng's threat, the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion was not only not afraid, but sneered: "Dare to threaten me? Hehe, don't you look at what this place is? This is a martial arts workshop, which is protected by the four ancient martial arts families in the capital. "The hawkers in the martial arts workshop have to hand over a large amount of benefits to the four ancient martial arts families in the capital every year in exchange for protection, so the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion has nothing to fear, and even threatens Ye Feng in turn.

It's a dog-and-man thing again!

Ye Feng sneered disdainfully, grabbed the neck of the owner of the Xiandan Pavilion, lifted it up, and then said in a cold voice: "Insulting martial arts cultivators, this sin is not small, even if the people from the four ancient martial arts families in the capital come, I will still clean you up." At the same time, Ye Feng released an incomparably strong aura, and let go of Ye Feng casually.

The powerful aura directly froze the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion in midair, and at this moment, the face of the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ye Feng.

Xuan-level martial artist!

Even in the capital, Xuan-level martial artists are the supreme beings, and they can't afford to be provoked by these hawkers.

The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion hurriedly put on a smiling face and said flatteringly: "I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, I have offended you, and I hope to get your understanding." ”

Ye Feng snorted coldly with disdain, martial artist, what you cultivate is force, you have to use it at a critical moment, the more powerful the martial artist, the stronger it is, otherwise, it will not be called a master.

If you are strong, you must have the strength of the strong!

Ye Feng withdrew his aura, and then said in a cold voice: "It's just a verbal apology, it's meaningless, you should express it." ”

The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion has been doing business here for decades, and naturally knows that the martial artists value interests very much and don't care about verbal things, so he immediately said: "You can choose the pills here, as long as they are what you value, I will give you a twenty percent discount, no, a six percent discount." ”

"Is this called sincerity?" Ye Feng asked rhetorically.

"What do you want to do?" Although the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion was afraid of Ye Feng, if Ye Feng opened his mouth, he would also have to resist, when the things here were purchased, the price was ridiculously high, and the loss of a pill would mean a huge loss.

Ye Feng swept the pills on the third floor with his divine sense, and few of them could catch his eye, so Ye Feng said, "I didn't ask too much, use a pill as compensation." ”

An elixir as compensation? If it is a low-grade pill, the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion will nod and agree without hesitation, if it is a medium-grade pill, he can also agree by gritting his teeth, if it is a top-grade pill, he really gritted his teeth and agreed, the loss is too great.

"The one on the third floor can't be used, you can choose any other place, but you can only take one." The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion gritted his teeth and agreed.

Ye Feng let go of all his divine sense, and after searching, suddenly, Ye Feng's face showed a look of ecstasy, so he immediately said, "No problem, take us to the second floor." ”

As soon as he heard that Ye Feng was going to the second floor, the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief, although the price of the medium grade on the second floor was not cheap, but compared with the third floor, it was still a big difference. Just now, the boss was still worried that Ye Feng asked for the pill on the third floor, if Ye Feng forcibly seized it, the boss could only give in.

After all, Xuan-level martial artists are not so easy to mess with, even if the people of the four major families in the capital come forward, at least they must send the elite strength of the family, you must know that Xuan-level martial artists are not rotten street cabbage, they are everywhere.

Lin Wan'er grabbed Ye Feng's next door, stared at the healing pill with her eyes, and said in a low voice: "The best pills in the Xiandan Pavilion are all on the third floor, and this healing pill is considered top-notch." I think we're going to want it, even if it's a little bit more. ”

Ye Feng laughed, and whispered in Lin Wan'er's ear: "You are really wrong, there are some good things you don't know, so you don't know the value." After speaking, Ye Feng pulled Lin Wan'er and followed the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion to the second floor.

Without waiting for the boss of the Immortal Pill Pavilion to speak, Ye Feng went straight to a display case in the northeast corner, stared at a pure white elixir, and after observing it up close with his divine sense, the corners of his mouth immediately turned into a smile. Lin Wan'er, who was following behind, looked at the pill and said suspiciously: "This is a waste pill, almost worthless." ”

The boss of the Xian Dan Pavilion who followed up immediately said, "Have you taken a fancy to this elixir?" Now that it's yours, grab your things and leave. ”

The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion wished that Ye Feng would take the pill and leave, the pill that Ye Feng fancied was indeed a waste pill, which was purchased by the owner of the Xiandan Pavilion from a loose cultivator at a low price, according to the loose cultivator, this was found by him in an abandoned cave. "I'm going to have this one." Ye Feng said lightly.

If it weren't for the special composition of this pill, even some alchemists didn't know the specific ingredients, the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion would have thrown this waste pill to the first floor a long time ago.

The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion took out the pill, wrapped it in a box, held it up with both hands and handed it to Ye Feng, and said, "Sir, although this pill is a waste pill, the ingredients are special, according to the description of some alchemists, the medicinal effect of this pill is still good." ”

In this world, it is estimated that no one knows the ingredients and effects of this pill better than Ye Feng, this is indeed a waste pill, in the refining process, the heat is not enough, the liquid that leads the spirit grass to melt is not pure enough, and when the pill is finally released, the technique is also lacking.

Of course, if it was because of the lack of spirit grass, Ye Feng would not even look at it, because it would need to replenish the spirit grass.

At present, this waste pill has sufficient ingredients, Ye Feng only needs to use the different fire of heaven and earth to refine it again, and he can turn waste into treasure, but the medicinal effect will definitely not reach the authentic pill, about eighty percent.

"Welcome to the next time." The boss of the Xiandan Pavilion watched Ye Feng and Lin Wan'er leave with a smile on his face, and after the two of them walked away, the boss of the Xiandan Pavilion smacked fiercely on the ground and said in a low voice: "It's really blind, I actually took a waste pill." ”

Walking to a corner, seeing that there was no one around, Ye Feng took out the pill again and said to Lin Wan'er, "Do you know what this is?" ”

"A waste pill." Lin Wan'er said seriously.

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Only half of the answer is correct, if this pill is successfully refined, the name should be called Xuanling Pill." ”

Lin Wan'er shouted loudly: "Oh my God! It turned out to be the Xuanling Pill! ”