Mao Zheng, who had nothing to do, began to wander around Langya Holy City, but when his strength was not strong, he didn't dare to go deep into Langya Holy City too much, after all, the center of this Langya Holy City even had seven-rank immortals, not to mention his own small golden fairy realm, even the sword-wielding elders did not dare to go deep into the most central area of Langya Holy City.

Mao Zheng saw that there was still a medicinal herb shop in this Langya Holy City, and out of the alchemist's occupational disease, Mao Zheng walked into the medicinal herb shop and asked, "Hello, I don't know what medicinal herbs you have in the store?"

It was a female monk who entertained Mao Zheng, she looked at Mao Zheng and said, "We have all kinds of medicinal materials in our store, as long as you can afford the price, you are not afraid that we will run out of goods." ”

"Yo, your store's ability is quite great. I don't know if there is a Golden Saint Dragon Herb?" "The reason why Mao Zheng said this medicinal material is because the Golden Saint Dragon Beard Grass is not only a nine-grade medicinal material, but also extremely rare.

The monk smiled and said, "I'm afraid you're testing whether our little shop has that ability, right?" Come, I'll take you to our treasury to see if there is any Golden Sacred Dragon Whisker Grass." ”

Mao Zheng nodded, and followed the nun to the storeroom of the medicinal herb shop. When I came to the gate of the storehouse, I saw two monks from the Immortal Realm guarding the door of the storehouse.

When Mao Zheng saw these two immortal guards, he knew that this warehouse was definitely not ordinary, and he felt that there was really a possibility that there would be Golden Saint Dragon Whisker Grass in this medicinal herb shop.

The friar took out a key in the shape of a disc and placed it in the recess of the gate, and when it was completely fitted, she turned the disc and the door slowly opened in this rotation.

Mao Zheng sighed from the bottom of his heart that this gate was full of mysteries, if he relied on brute strength, he was afraid that no one outside the five-layer realm of the seven-grade immortal would be able to break through the door of this warehouse.

"Sir, please!" the nun made a gesture of please, motioning for Mao Zheng to go first. Seeing that she was not afraid of what she was doing and was so honest, Mao Zheng didn't want to be too restrained, so he simply went to the treasury according to the words of the female monk.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Mao Zheng was shocked by the scene in front of him. There are more medicinal materials here than the mountain of medicinal materials in the treasury of Qingyun Sect.

Moreover, the medicinal materials here are stored in special containers, and the medicinal effect of each medicinal herb has not been lost at all, and it is particularly well preserved. For a while, I couldn't help but marvel at what kind of financial resources should be available to have such a warehouse.

"Are you wondering why there are so many medicinal herbs in the shop, and they are so well preserved that they have not lost half of their effect?" asked the friar.

Mao Zheng nodded and said, "I was about to ask, but I didn't expect to be mentioned by you." ”

"Haha. The friar chuckled lightly and said, "I don't talk to ordinary people, but I want to talk to you, the guest officer." This Langya Holy City is very large, and there are naturally a lot of forces.

And one of the more advanced forces is called the Wu Clan. And I am the believer of the Wu clan, and with the support of the Wu clan behind me, it is not surprising that I can have these medicinal materials. ”

Mao Zheng asked, "Is it the witch clan?"

"Not really. Witches are a surname, not a wizard family. It seems that you have only recently come to Langya Holy City, and you have never even heard of the Wu Clan. ”

Mao Zheng said embarrassedly: "As you said, I have only been in Langya Holy City for a short time, by the way, why are you talking to me about this?"

"Why don't you ask my name first?" said the witch maiden, pretending to be angry.

"Ahem. Mao Zheng coughed dryly twice, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know what the name of Mushroom Liang is?"

The Wu Clan Believer replied, "My name is Wu Meng, and I don't know what your name is. ”

Mao Zheng said: "Mao Zheng." ”

"Oh. Wu Meng said: "Why should I tell you this, because only the pharmacopoeia of the heavenly level and above records the medicinal material of the Golden Holy Dragon Whisker Grass, and ordinary alchemists do not know this medicinal material."

So you either have a pharmacopoeia of heaven level and above, or the people around you have a pharmacopoeia of heaven level and above, all in all, it is beneficial for our herb store, and I don't want to give up this opportunity. ”

Mao Zhengdao: "You want to win me over?"

Wu Meng said: "Sure enough, you have a pharmacopoeia of heaven level and above. ”

"Ahem. Mao Zheng nodded and said, "It's true, but my alchemist's grade is only four grades, and I can't refine a high-grade pill for you." ”

Wu Meng said: "We don't need you to refine a high-grade pill, we just need you to refine a batch of pills for us to sell." ”

"A pint of pills?" Mao Zheng said, "I may not be able to refine the pills for you." Because the purpose of my coming to Langya Holy City is to improve my cultivation through fighting, not to make money through alchemy. ”

Wu Meng said: "That's it. Then let's lower the requirements a little, we only need you to refine twenty first-grade blood condensation pills for us every day, and refine them for a month, and I will give you a seven-grade medicinal herb, how about it?"

"Seven Grade Medicinal Materials, I have to say that this reward is much higher than what I paid for you. Besides, since you are a believer of the Wu Clan, you should be able to transfer an alchemist from the Wu Clan who is even more skilled in alchemy than me, right?" Mao Zheng said.

Wu Meng looked embarrassed and said: "Don't you know, alchemists are even more scarce in this Langya Holy City than outside the Langya Holy City, there is only one out of 10,000 people, and there are only a few of our hundreds of thousands of people in Langya Holy City, all of whom have been robbed by the top three forces, where is our turn? ”

"I see. Mao Zheng said: "Refining twenty first-grade blood condensation pills every day is not too time-consuming, I agreed." However, I will be in Langya Holy City for two months, so I can only refine the elixir for you for two months. ”

Wu Meng said: "It's okay for a few months, as long as you agree." I'll prepay you for this month's seven-grade medicinal herbs first. You don't have a place to live in the Holy City of Langya, do you?"

Mao Zheng nodded and said, "That's fine." Then I'll go back first, and when the time comes, I'll send the medicinal herbs to my room, and I'll refine the pills tonight, and I'll make a difference tomorrow." ”

Wu Meng nodded and said, "Okay, someone will take Mao Zheng to choose a room, and select thirty medicinal materials needed for the Blood Clotting Pill in the warehouse." ”

Mao Zheng waved his hand and said, "There is no need for so much, I don't want to refine more Blood Condensation Pills for you, otherwise I will lose." ”

"That's not what I meant. Wu Meng said: "After refining twenty blood condensation pills, the remaining medicinal materials belong to you, not that I want you to refine more pills for us." ”

Mao Zheng said: "That's right, okay." ”

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Soon after Mao Zheng walked into the room he chose, someone sent thirty medicinal herbs in, and Mao Zheng looked at these medicinal materials and sacrificed the Medicine God Furnace.

Since the grade of his alchemist has gone up, this grade elixir has been much easier to refine. In just half an hour, twenty Blood Condensation Pills were refined.

Moreover, there are seven in each furnace, and one more is refined after refining the three furnaces of pills. Mao Zheng didn't care about it, one more is one more, and he doesn't have to count so carefully.

After refining these elixirs, Mao Zheng began to ponder the seven-grade medicinal herbs. Mao Zheng looked at the shape of this medicinal material and the breath it emitted in his pharmacopoeia.

"Divine Xuantian Machine Grass?" Mao Zheng said to himself: "You can refine the Divine Xuantian Machine Pill, which can make the Golden Immortal Cultivator see through the Heavenly Machine, and thus advance to the Immortal Realm."

This is really a good thing, I didn't expect such a precious medicinal material to be given by her, and she deserves to be a member of the Wu clan. It seems that the strength of the Wu Clan is much stronger than that of the Fan Immortal Sect, and I am afraid that only the eight super forces in the outside world can compete with them. ”

After speaking, follow the method of preserving the Divine Xuantian Machine Grass recorded in the pharmacopoeia to preserve it. After the belt was processed, he put it in the Kunlun mirror, and then sat down to meditate and cultivate.

The next day, a ray of light shone through the window on Mao Zheng's eyes. After feeling this glimmer of light, Mao Zheng opened his eyes and stretched his waist before opening the door.

After handing over the twenty-one Blood Clotting Pills to Wu Meng, he left the herb shop. Walking in the holy city of Langya, Mao Zheng frowned, because the Holy Fist had come to trouble him again.

"Since you want my life, then you should come here all at once, okay? It's really disgusting to be so successive!" Mao Zheng's voice had a hint of anger in it, so that his voice could clearly reach the members of the Holy Fist.