Chapter Twenty-Three: My Elixir You Can't Buy It

He didn't need any pills himself, just refining two copies of Tsukidan for sale.

In fact, there is no need for a very good alchemy room.

But if you have money, you have to be generous.

Renting a good alchemy room, the attitude of the shopkeeper who rents out the alchemy room is much more comfortable.

When the mood is good, the alchemy effect can be better.

Most alchemists in the cultivation realm are cautious and extremely nervous when refining pills, but in fact, this state is very unfavorable to alchemy.

True alchemy should move with your heart.

Danfang is just Danfang, not a law.

According to the alchemy of the Dan formula, you will never be able to become a top alchemist.

Moreover, Xue Hong has seen several public versions of Danfang, which are too cumbersome, and each step is extremely detailed.

Xue Hong's way of alchemy only needs the formula, and as for the refining time and order, it all depends on the state.

The properties of the same medicinal herb are also different for different plants, and stylized alchemy can indeed greatly improve the success rate, but the corresponding will not be able to exert all the medicinal effects.

Dan Dao is endless, and it should not be bound by rules and regulations.

For example, Xue Hong refining Zhuji Dan, the medicinal materials he bought this time were different from the previous ones.

However, different medicinal herbs can present the same powerful effect in Xue Hong's hands.

There are many pills for Tsukidan, but the effect is the same, but they are replaced by different medicinal herbs.

The next day, Xue Hong didn't get up until three poles.

In the evening, Xiao Mian arrived as scheduled, and ate six more gold pills.

It is worth mentioning that this time, Xiao Mian helped him depict the spirit gathering array on the golden pill to spread five feet away.

In other words, the second Spirit Gathering Array spread out five thousand times the distance.

With Jindan as the foundation of the branding formation, and it is so exquisite, the origin of Xiao Mian is probably not simple.

Even a formation master can't do it so well.

Why could such a life form that had mastered the formation to the extreme only produce simple syllables like Yi Li?

I couldn't make a sound before, and it's full of mysteries.

The two golden pills spread out dozens of high-speed channels of spiritual energy similar to tentacles, allowing Xue Hong to absorb spiritual energy at a speed that greatly increased.

Now he can condense a golden pill in almost two days.

Although he had to be eaten by Xiao Mian every day with six golden pills, Xue Hong was not worried at all.

His plan was correct.

As long as he continued to increase the number of Spirit Gathering Arrays on the Jin Dan, the speed at which he condensed the Jin Dan should be able to keep up with the speed at which Xiao Mian ate the Jin Dan.

At the market, a large number of people had gathered at the place where Xue Hong sold Tsukidan yesterday.

"This little brother, how about selling all five Tsukidans to me today, I am willing to give three thousand spirit stones. Bian Tongxin was the first to speak.

Bian Tongxin is Bian Bo's grandfather, the second-in-command of the Bian family, and his rights are second only to the head of the Bian family.

Bian Tongxin was so eager that he completely dispelled the doubts of others.

"Okay, the one with the highest price will get it, your Bian family has money, don't we have any money? I'll buy one, seven hundred spirit stones!" an old man also spoke.

The Lu family, the rival of the Bian family.

Lu Chengfeng, one of the principals of the Lu family, although he really wanted to try Xue Hong's Zhuji Dan, but after all, he didn't know the medicinal effect like Bian Tongxin, so he didn't dare to buy too much at one time.

"I'll also give out seven hundred spirit stones, sell me one!" said a late-stage Qi cultivator in his thirties.

Xue Hong took out a pill and sold it to that person.

It only makes sense to sell the pill to those who need it.

Anyway, it's about making money, and Xue Hong has too many ways to make money.

Lu Chengfeng was instantly angry: "I also bid seven hundred, why don't you sell it to him and not sell it to me?"

"I think you can quote a higher price, buy if you like, and not buying a car will affect my business. Xue Hong's voice was a little cold.

Lu Chengfeng didn't buy the pill for his own use, and the purpose should be the same as Bian Tongxin.

Bian Tongxin gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Xiaoyou, there are four left, how about I give me three thousand spirit stones?"

Xue Hong nodded.

He knew that this price was not the limit, and if he didn't let go, someone should still increase the price, but there was no need.

After today's events, it should be possible to sell at a higher price tomorrow.

In less than a stick of incense, three thousand seven hundred spirit stones were credited.

Xue Hong sighed: It seems that it is not so difficult to earn spirit stones, it is too easy for alchemists to make money.

As everyone knows, other people's Zhuji Dan is only fifty spirit stones, and they may not be able to sell it.

Coupled with the materials lost due to the failure of alchemy, in fact, the alchemist's profit from selling Tsukidan was only about twice the cost, or even lower.

Factors such as the wear and tear of the Dan furnace should also be taken into account, and there are really not many alchemists who live and moisturize.

Unless it is a high-level alchemist, the success rate is very high.

"Everyone, today's Tsukidan is sold out, please be early tomorrow, by the way, tomorrow is my last day to stay here, and then you will not have a chance to buy my Tsukidan again. ”

After leaving these words, Xue Hongyang walked away.

Lu Chengfeng was furious and grabbed Xue Hong's shoulder directly.

Xue Hong shook his shoulders slightly, and the aura burst out shook Lu Chengfeng's hand: "You, you don't have a chance, no matter how high the bid is, don't even think about buying Zhuji Dan from me." ”

Lu Chengfeng was furious, but he didn't dare to do anything in the city.

The patrol team of the City Lord's Mansion is eager for someone to fight, and those who destroy the city buildings will be fined at least 100,000 spirit stones.

Xue Hong swaggered away, ignoring Lu Chengfeng.

"This kid is really dragged, what's the matter?"

"If you offend Lu Chengfeng, I'm afraid you will encounter revenge after leaving the city. ”

"Looking at the way he doesn't care at all, does he not know the strength of the Lu family or doesn't care?"

People discussed in whispers, and Lu Cheng's whole body trembled.

Bian Tongxin shook the Zhuji Dan in his hand: "Brother Lu, one Zhuji Dan has three thousand spirit stones, if you want it, I'll sell you one." ”

"Bian Tongxin, you get out of here!" Lu Chengfeng was about to blow up.

Bian Tongxin smiled and left.

Of course Bian Tongxin won't sell it, he's just angry and angry.

They are old rivals, and they are both happy to see each other deflated.

In Bian Tongxin's eyes, the value of these Zhuji Dan is more than three thousand spirit stones.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.

People who have taken other Tsukidan can use this Tsukidan to build the foundation, and its value is self-evident.

What puzzled Bian Tongxin was that the Zhuji Dan sold by Xue Hong did not have a little medicinal fragrance.

It's so unreasonable.

People's Zhuji Dan is full of medicinal fragrance, and the longer the fragrance, the better the effect.

The most basic way to judge the merits of Tsukidan is whether the medicinal fragrance is strong.

Tsukidan, which does not have a trace of fragrance, is much more effective than Tsukidan with medicinal fragrance......

In the afternoon of the same day, the bazaar was thoroughly fried.

The loose cultivation of the Tsukidan who bought Xue Hong also broke through!

It's also the middle stage of foundation building!

There will be no fakes, all see it with their own eyes.

For a while, the news of a mysterious alchemist appearing in the bazaar spread rapidly.

At night, Xue Hong sat quietly in the room of the inn, waiting for Xiao Mian to arrive.

Today, Little Cotton seems to have come a little late.

When Little Cotton appeared, she had a grass plant in her mouth......