Chapter 8: Aoki Spirit Stem

After Lei Ming walked out of the room, the iron bar slowly rose, revealing an old man in gray behind him, the old man held the bottle, sniffed the aroma in it, and nodded slightly.

"Deacon Gu, are these things really worth five rehmannia fruits?" Behind the old man, there stood a middle-aged man with the smell of blood on his body, he glanced at the door and said in a low voice.

"These medicinal liquids have an excellent effect on people in the body quenching realm, and I think the major forces in Qingyang Town will be happy to charge this medicinal liquid at a high price." The old man in gray smiled faintly.

"Oh? Do you need to get to the bottom of that guy? The middle-aged man was stunned, but as soon as his voice fell, he saw that the face of the old man in gray became gloomy, and he quickly shut up.

"Don't you understand our rules here? The signboard is broken, do you still want to gain a foothold in Qingyang Town? ”

Hearing the scolding of the old man in gray, the middle-aged man could only nod hurriedly.

"Hmph."

The old man in gray snorted, then got up and walked away with the bottle in his sleeve.

Selling the ancestral stone spirit liquid in the underground exchange today is just that Lei Ming wants to test the water here, and the main purpose is to find the Aoki spirit stem that sells the four-grade elixir here, after all, the ancient vortex sigil is still there with him.

In this workshop, there are also a lot of people, but all of them are wearing hats, so that people can't recognize each other's faces, and the underground workshop is indeed more confidential than the above, and relatively speaking, most of the things here are a little shady, but because of this, the quality is better than the above.

Thunder in this market, eyes constantly swept over the surrounding stalls, although there are a lot of elixirs here, but most of them have not exceeded the three grades, and the elixirs below the three grades, for the current thunder, it is not much effect, more than three grades, although the effect will exceed Yang Yuan Dan, but it is quite rare, and the purpose of this trip to Thunder is also to hope to find the one who sells Aoki spirit stems here.

Along the way, I have seen a lot of three-grade elixirs, but I haven't seen anyone selling Aoki spirit stems, but Lei Ming is not in a hurry, this underground workshop will have a large trading volume, and it is normal to not find it all at once.

With this thought, Lei Ming gradually went deep into the depths of the workshop, and then, his footsteps also stopped suddenly, and his eyes looked at the stall on his side, at this moment, on the stone platform, there were many dazzling items, and Lin Dong's line of sight was condensed on the most central section of the green rhizome like dead wood.

"Aoki Spirit Stem, it's really nowhere to find the iron shoes." Lei Ming laughed wildly in his heart.

Seeing that he finally met the coveted Aoki Spirit Stem, Lei Ming was also relieved in his heart, and stepped forward, his palm was just about to stretch out towards the four-grade elixir, and the spiritual power in the Mud Pill Palace in his mind suddenly vibrated slightly.

This vibration, although subtle, was still detected by the thunder, and at the moment he raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the place where his palm had moved before, and finally, the corner of his eye paused on an ancient tree covered with moss in the stall. On the ancient wood, covered with moss, faintly, Lei Ming seemed to be able to see some vague runes on it, and only then did he realize a little, it seems that these runes are the reason for the fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Looks like it's him."

Lei Ming's gaze was retracted after a hurried glance on the ancient tree, pointing to the four-grade elixir Aoki Spirit Stem, looking at a black-robed man behind the stall, and said, "How much price?" ”

Hearing this, it was also a black-robed man with a hat, and he raised his hat slightly, and said in a voice that was not salty or light: "A hundred Yangyuan stones." ”

"Huh. Boss, you're too expensive, aren't you? "Buying something will be the price, it's instinct.

The black-robed man spread his hands and didn't say more, that crisp and neat appearance, Lei Ming was a little speechless, are these sellers below so individual?

"What is this thing?" Lei Ming pointed to the moss-covered ancient tree and asked casually. Doing a full set of plays is the experience of many years of life.

"I don't know." The black-robed man said lightly.

Seeing this guy so straightforward, Lei Ming also smiled and said, "How about this thing plus the Aoki Spirit Stem, a hundred Yang Yuan Stones?" ”

"One hundred and fifty pieces."

"You don't even know what this thing is, and you even need fifty Yang Yuan Stones?" Lei Ming frowned and said.

"If I knew what it was, it wouldn't be fifty pieces of Yang Yuan Stone that could be bought, judging from the vague runes on it, it should be something related to the talisman, if it weren't for the existence of a talisman in this Qingyang Town, I really wouldn't be unable to sell it." The black-robed man said lazily: "If you want to buy it, you can buy it, and if you don't buy it, you won't be reluctant." ”

I wanted to buy it cheaper, but I didn't expect these sellers to be as treacherous as rats. However, Lei Ming's heart blossomed: "It's still good as the old saying goes, let you be as treacherous as a mouse, or drink the footwashing water of labor and management." ”

Lei Ming took out one hundred and fifty Yuanyang Stones from the system space and threw them to the black-robed man. sighed helplessly, sighing in his heart; "This guy is really a turtle, he has eyes and doesn't know gold and jade. I can only be cheap. ”

"Hehe, it's bold enough." Catching fifteen Yang Yuan Dan, the black-robed man's voice showed a little more surprise, and he said with a smile.

Lei Ming smiled, and didn't bother to be polite to him, grabbed the green wood spirit stem and the ancient wood, and then put it into the system space, turned around and left.

In the following time, Lei Ming visited the underground workshop, but he only received two more fourth-grade elixirs, and in desperation, he could only give up and turn around and leave the underground exchange.

Out of the exchange, Lei Ming was still cautious and wandered around, and only then did he take off the hat in a corner where no one was around, and immediately patted the Qiankun bag in his arms, Shi Shiran turned around and walked in the direction of Tiemuzhuang.

When he returned home, Lei Ming closed the doors and windows, and took out an ancient tree covered with moss from the system space. Looking at the vague runes on it, it must be the ancient vortex rune or the spirit seal.

Lei Ming looked at the ancient wood over and over again, and carefully wiped the moss on it, but he didn't know where the seller had scooped it up, and the runes on it were extremely blurry.

Looking at these half-blurred runes, he groaned for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, and a trace of spiritual power poked out from the Mud Pill Palace, and finally came into contact with the ancient wood.

In the moment of contact, the ancient tree, which had not moved, also made a slight tremor, but it still did not change much.

"It's a mental prohibition."

At this contact, Lei Ming clearly felt that on the surface of the ancient wood, it was also covered with a layer of extremely light spiritual power, and this spiritual power was already quite light, and it seemed that the time of existence should not be short.

Sensing the strength of the spiritual power barrier, Lei Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind moved, and the spiritual power in the Mud Pill Palace suddenly roared out, and under his strong condensation, he forcibly drilled into the ancient wood. Airplanes! ”

With the thunder's forward destruction, the ancient wood actually made a buzzing sound, and then suddenly there was a subtle clicking sound, and then, on the ancient tree, there was a faint luster, the luster condensed, and finally turned into a beam of light, projected into the thunder's forehead.

When the beam of light hit Lei Ming's forehead, he clearly felt that a strange flow of information quickly poured into his mind.

The ancient vortex sigil, the method of condensation.