Chapter 579: Divine Pill Pavilion

The woman in red laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you have an eighth-order Danfang?"

Wu Yan was extremely impatient.

If it weren't for the fact that Zun Wudan was too important to him, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of this slut.

"Of course, please come with me, Your Excellency. ”

After all, the woman in red was a businessman, and when she saw that Wu Yan was so impatient, she didn't continue to tease Wu Yan.

"Where to go?"

Wu Yan's face was vigilant.

This girl doesn't want to give herself a bully to give herself a hard bow, right?

"Look at your cowardice, can my sister still eat you?"

The woman in red didn't look back, dropped the sentence and went up to the attic.

Wu Yan hesitated for a moment, followed up, and saw what good goods this girl had.

Even if it wasn't the Dan Fang of Zun Wu Dan, Wu Yan would buy it.

The Dan prescription of the eighth-order pill is not a big deal, of course, the more the merrier.

The layout of the attic is similar to that of the hall on the first floor, except that the elixirs placed on the shelves are more advanced.

Most of the halls on the first floor were filled with fourth- and fifth-order pills, but in this attic, you could already see seventh-order pills.

Wu Yan was a little stunned in his heart, this shop could only be regarded as an inconspicuous one among the many pharmacies in Shendan City, but he didn't expect that there was a lot of inventory of pills.

"Is Your Excellency an alchemist?"

The woman in red sat down to herself, poured two cups of tea, and picked up her own.

"Does the alchemist have anything to do with me buying the Danfang?"

Wu Yan frowned.

What he hates most is when people ask about him.

"That's not true, as long as you have money to buy Danfang.

However, this alchemy is not something that can be refined with money, if you don't have a suitable alchemist to refine it for you, I can help you contact you.

After all, not everyone can refine the eighth-order elixir, and no one is willing to help you refine it. ”

The woman in red took a sip of tea, her expression was calm, and she completely lost the charm she had just now.

At this time, she is no different from an old businessman who has been on the battlefield for a long time, with a copper smell.

"Don't bother, alchemy is my free method. ”

Wu Yan sat down opposite the woman in red, staring at her intently.

"Hehe, eighth-order Danfang, a billion-dollar Xuanyuan stone. ”

The woman in red naturally knew that Wu Yan was not coveting her beauty when she looked at her like this, but was urging herself to take out the eighth-order Danfang.

"Take out your Danfang first. ”

Wu Yan didn't answer immediately.

Although he has never done business, he also knows to look at the goods first.

"Phew. ”

The woman in red smiled faintly, her sleeve robe flicked, and three Dan Yi appeared on the table.

Although these three Danfang looked no different from ordinary paper, they exuded a strange aura that could hinder the divine sense of the martial artist.

No matter how good a martial artist is, he can't write it down through his divine sense or the observation of the naked eye.

Wu Yan picked up the three Danfang one by one and looked at them.

He was disappointed.

Among these three Dan Fangs, there is no Dan Fang that respects Wu Dan.

They are all some elixirs that restore the martial qi of martial artists or heal injuries.

"This is the Yuan Stone you want, give me the real Danfang. ”

Although he did not respect the martial arts, Wu Yan did not intend to let go of these three pills.

Although he has the ability to quickly recover his martial energy and heal his wounds, there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky.

This kind of elixir refining is prepared on the body, and there will always be a chance to use it in the future. Bashan loves

"Refreshing!"

The woman in red was a little surprised when she saw that Wu Yan didn't bargain, and she took out three more Dan prescriptions with the same content from the storage ring in a hurry.

It's just that the materials of these three Danfang are relatively ordinary, and they can be remembered.

Wu Yan let go of his divine sense, swept over the three pills, and directly pinched the three pills into ashes.

"Anything else?"

Wu Yan's eyes slipped and he turned around.

"Of course not, this shop is just a small shop, if you still need more eighth-order Dan Fang, why don't you go to the Shendan Pavilion to have a look.

That Divine Dan Pavilion was opened in Miyan Valley, and there must be a lot of Dan Fang, but whether it will be sold to you, then I don't know. ”

The woman in red gave Wu Yan an angry look.

Anything else?

Nonsense.

It took a lot of money to get these three Dan Fangs.

Do you think the eighth-order Danfang is really a cabbage on the street?

"Farewell. ”

As soon as Wu Yan's voice fell, he got up and left.

Now that the Dan Fang has been obtained, there is no need for him to continue to stay here.

However, the so-called Divine Pill Pavilion made him very interested, and he was extremely looking forward to it.

Since it was opened by Miyan Valley, there must be no shortage of pills and pills in it.

Even if there is a finished product of Zun Wudan, it may not be.

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of person, could it be that the charm of the old lady is not enough?"

The lady in red saw that Wu Yan didn't even look at herself when she left, and a sense of frustration suddenly rose in her heart.

Of course she didn't know that in this world, except for Su Rou and Gao Yuan, he wouldn't look at other sluts.

No matter how beautiful you are like a flower and a devil, you are all floating clouds.

......

The reputation of the Shendan Pavilion was very great, and Wu Yan only made a casual inquiry on the street and found the location of the Shendan Pavilion.

"It's worthy of the field of Miyan Valley. ”

Coming to the gate of the Shendan Pavilion, Wu Yan couldn't help but admire.

Alchemist deserves to be the richest profession, and this Divine Pill Pavilion is really high-end and high-grade.

“%^*~”

Shendan Pavilion is different from those deserted small shops, there are a lot of people inside, gossiping, and it is very noisy.

The junior in the store was not enough, and Wu Yan entered the door and no one greeted him.

After a cursory glance at the hall on this floor, Wu Yan walked towards the second floor.

The Divine Pill Pavilion has a total of six floors, and the halls on this floor are all filled with some third-order and fourth-order pills.

This level of elixir has no effect on the current martial arts at all.

"The realm of martial arts, the pinnacle of martial arts, is allowed to pass. ”

As soon as Wu Yan came to the staircase, the two large jade stones at the staircase shot out two rays of light.

Then, an emotionless voice sounded, and Wu Yan only felt the space in front of him sway for a moment, and then returned to calm.

Only then did Wu Yan understand that this seemingly unimpeded passage had a prohibition that even he couldn't detect.

The attic on the second floor was placed with fifth-order pills, and there were fewer people in the attic than on the first floor, but there was also no one to greet Wu Yan.

After a cursory glance, Wu Yan made his way to the third attic.

The floor classification of this Shendan Pavilion is quite rigorous.

The first floor is the third and fourth order, and the second floor is the fifth order, Wu Yan guessed that this third floor should be the sixth order of the elixir.

Sure enough, when Wu Yan stepped on the three-order attic, he found that the three floors were indeed filled with some sixth-order pills.

"What kind of elixir does this senior need?"

The sixth-order elixir is an elixir that can only be used by martial artists, and the number of people is much less than that of the first and second floors, and the second is also enough.

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