Since the first way to make money does not work, we can only retreat and see if we can earn some fame and prestige, so that we can get more public support in the future.

After making up his mind, Ji Long led a group of people, riding a giant wolf, and walked towards one of the treasure hunting teams.

As the temperature has returned to the summer heat, the still alive treasure hunters have been 'thawed', and they are collecting the bodies of their teammates, so many treasure hunting teams present a busy scene.

"What do you want to do? Go on the scamp? Seeing Ji Long and his party approaching, several treasure hunters who were burying the bodies of their accomplices immediately raised their vigilance and spoke coldly.

Although they were very energetic and endured the pain of their illness, Ji Long, who had achieved a little success in medicine, could see at a sight that they were sick.

"Take it!" Ji Long didn't explain so much, and directly took out a small wooden bottle filled with warm illness and threw it to one of the treasure hunters.

Although he was puzzled and didn't know what was in the small wooden bottle, the treasure hunter still reflexively caught it.

"This is a warm illness, drink it with a small amount of water, it can stabilize your condition and avoid the fear of your life." Ji Long whispered lightly.

"I'm not sick, I don't need your medicine, and who can be sure that this bottle is not poison?" The treasure hunter is wary of the tunnel.

"Whether there is a fever or not, you know for yourself, as for whether the temperature illness is a poison, you can discard it, and I, the Nine Dragons Medical Saint, will not do such indiscriminate things." After Ji Long finished speaking, he ignored the few treasure hunters in front of him, and took Sun Xiang and the others to walk towards the other treasure hunting teams, dispersing his warmth and illness.

"Big brother, is this really a warm illness?" Seeing Ji Long and his party, behind the middle-aged man holding a small wooden bottle, a young man asked.

"I don't know how to heal, so I can't tell if it's a good medicine or a poison." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"That man claims to be a Nine Dragons Doctor Saint, if it weren't for the fraud, I think this should be good medicine, with the prestige of the Nine Dragons Doctor Saint, it is impossible for him to poison us and other people who have never met before, and smash his own signboard." The young man analyzed.

"Well, I'll try the medicine first, and if there is no problem, it's not too late for you to consume it again."

"Big brother, let me try."

"You call me big brother, how can I let you try the medicine?"

"But ......"

"Don't do it, go get some water!"

"Okay, okay."

……

Ji Long led people to wander among the treasure hunting teams, constantly distributing warm and sick powders, until after ten o'clock in the morning, he led everyone back to the trading market, back to the third floor of the blue quality organ pavilion.

The people who got the treasure hunt for Wen Sick Powder had various concerns at first, but because of the torture of the disease in their bodies, they were very helpless, so they could only choose to believe in Ji Long and take Wen Sick Powder.

Among the many treasure hunt teams, there are many players who survived last night's harsh environment.

Players can use the system to identify the Warm Illness Powder, and after confirming that it is not poison, players can decisively take it to stop the continuous bleeding crisis.

Therefore, the decisiveness of the players also drove the NPCs, so that everyone took it one after another, and the disease was prevented if there was a disease.

In just two hours, the people in the treasure hunting team obviously felt much more comfortable and had a tendency to recover. Judging by their physical fitness, it is foreseeable that they will be able to recover as usual by the afternoon at most.

Therefore, the treasure hunters at this moment were very grateful to Ji Longna in their hearts, and they respected him even more for the name of the Nine Dragons Medical Saint.

"Ji Long, come out and speak to this demon lord."

Not long after Ji Long and the others came back, their buttocks were not even hot, when they heard the shouts of the demon lord Wang Bushou from the building.

Ji Long got up and walked to the guardrail, looked down at Wang Bushou below, and asked suspiciously, "What is the Demon Lord looking for me?" ”

"This demon lord needs six thousand servings of warm illness powder, you hurry up and send it to this demon lord." Wang Bushou said domineeringly.

"Eh, you are a demon sect, don't you have one or two langzhong? Do you still need me to treat you? The corners of Ji Long's mouth twitched and asked.

"If there are not enough medicinal materials in Langzhong, it is equivalent to nothing." Wang Bushou paused, and then said in a commanding tone: "Don't talk so much nonsense, take out the warm illness." ”

"I said, Lord Demon Lord, you also know that medicinal materials are precious, and if you open your mouth, you will let me give 6,000 copies of Wen Sick Powder for free, with our relationship, it is far from reaching such intimacy, right?" Ji Long reasoned.

He has a warm illness, not to mention 6,000 people, even 60,000, but he will not treat the enemy in vain.

"And what do you want? How can I give this demon lord a warm illness? Wang Bushou asked coldly.

"I have six thousand servings of Wen Sick San, but the amount that the Demon Lord needs is too large, and I will lose the soil if I give it to you for nothing, if you take the money to buy it, I will be very happy to sell the medicine to you." Ji Long smiled.

"Tell me, how much money do you need to be willing to take out Wen Sick San." Wang Bushou was helpless, and he couldn't rob it, so he had to buy it with money.

Although he is powerful as a demon lord, Ji Long has a public guard around him, and the institutions and pavilions in the trading market can also threaten him, and there are people from the Holy Sound Tomb not far away, how dare he do it at will?

Similarly, Ji Long didn't dare to push too hard, otherwise the Demon Demon Sect Dog would jump over the wall in a hurry, and thousands of people would attack the trading market, even if they finally won the victory with the help of the Organ Pavilion, they would also suffer heavy losses, so it was best to calm things down.

Besides, he originally established the trading market with the purpose of making money, instead of fighting life and death with the Demon Demon Sect; Now that the demon wants to buy Wen Sick San, of course he is happy to sell it, and it is a fool not to slaughter a fat sheep.

"It's very cheap, I originally planned to sell 10 taels of silver per person, since it is the demon lord's need, I will give you a 5% discount, just 5 taels of silver per person, how much do you want!" Ji Long thought for a moment and smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Xiang next to him almost laughed out loud, and they were all stunned.

On the third floor of another pavilion not far away, the empress Ji Shu, who was drinking water and watching the excitement, couldn't help but squirt out the water that had just been drunk into her mouth, and muttered: "This little man, he really dares to make a price, he is not afraid of driving Wang Bushou crazy?" Hehehe. ”

Wang Bushou's face was very gloomy, he looked at Ji Long coldly, and said, "The market price of 10 copper coins is warm, and you actually sell it for 5 taels of silver?" You might as well grab it! ”

"Lord Demon Lord's words are not right, now the prairie is unpredictable, maybe there will be worse weather tonight, so the preciousness of medicinal materials here can be imagined, not to mention life-saving finished medicines, it is normal to be more expensive." Ji Long's head was authentic and reasoned again.

"Do you sell your pavilion?"

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