Zhuo Jun's cheeks were crimson, and he was so excited that he held the inferior Pei Yuan Dan in both hands, "Mr. Zhuge , you ...... When you threw this pill on the table, did you want the store to keep it for you?"

"No, it's just garbage, you can keep it if you like."

The elixir that I had abandoned was wrapped in a clean handkerchief by Zhuo Jun at this time, and hurriedly instructed the maid, "Quick, take the high-quality sandalwood box, don't let the baby lose its medicinal properties!"

After putting Pei Yuan Dan up, Zhuo Jun's voice trembled and said, "Mr. Zhuge , I can't feel at ease when I take this peerless treasure for nothing."

"Do you think that's going to work? I'll buy the pill at a price of 50 million, and I'll give you a VIP card with a 20% discount?"

"Yes."

To be honest, I didn't expect that the pill I refined with my hands would be so valuable.

It is much better to have money in your pocket than to reach out to a woman and ask for money.

I waited in the waiting room for about ten minutes, and Zhuo Jun put a bank card on the table and said respectfully, "There are 50 million cash in here. In the future, if you have any pills that you don't use, you can sell them in a small shop or exchange them for herbs or something."

"Also, I heard that your wife likes the tea leaves in our store, so I specially prepared a catty, and you can come and get it at any time after drinking."

Zhao Dailei was embarrassed to accept it directly, and looked at me with a pleading gaze.

"Take it if you like."

"Thank you." Zhao Dailei accepted the tea leaves.

When leaving, Zhuo Jun didn't mention the price of the Dan furnace, which was a personal favor.

I didn't talk to her politely. Baicaotang is a well-known shop in the Xuan cultivation world, and if you have personal contacts, it will be easy to negotiate in the future.

Zhuo Jun is very good at being a person, and he has been sending us to the car, and he did not forget to remind us before parting, "Mr. Zhuge , after eight o'clock in the evening, there is a ghost market of Xuanxiu in the No. 8 Hutong of Cultural Street in the magic capital."

"The ghost market was opened by the nearby Xuan Xiu gathering, and I hope you can buy a fire talisman from there."

Adding the fire talisman to the earth fire can increase the flame countless times in a short period of time, and I can refine the high-quality Pei Yuan Dan.

I know a lot about the magic of the Xuanmen, but I don't know much about the customs.

If it weren't for Zhuo Jun, I really didn't know there was such a thing as a ghost market.

I turned back to Baicaotang and listened to Zhuo Jun explain the specific rules about the ghost market.

Most of the exchanges in the ghost market are magic weapons, talismans, and even imps, zombies, and so on.

Unless something of very low value can be exchanged for money, the rest can only be bartered.

I took the 50 million on my body and set aside 10 million to buy medicinal materials and refine basic pills.

Bodhi fruit with starfall grass, plus rootless water in chalcedony, can refine longevity pills, ordinary people can eat it, can increase the life span of a year. Look at the book

There is also a powder made from the root of the anti-aging grass, which can be applied to the face to keep the appearance for ten years......

In a full four hours, I refined a full ten longevity pills, ten bottles of anti-aging powder, plus a light spirit pill that can double the speed in a short period of time and last for an hour.

After the pills were ready, I handed one of them to Zhao Dailei.

"The Zhuyan Pill and the Longevity Pill cannot be superimposed, you can use one pill is enough, and when you encounter danger, you can eat one pill."

Zhao Dailei's eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Zhuge very much."

In the face of Zhao Dailei's thanks, I didn't say anything.

I feel sorry for Zhao Mengfu, and I always hope to make amends on the Zhao family, but no matter how much compensation is made, only by taking Zhao Mengfu back can I feel at ease.

At eight o'clock that night, Zhao Dailei drove me to the ghost market in the No. 8 Hutong of Wenhua Street.

This is the cultural reserve of the old city, the tourism is not carried out, the house is not allowed to be demolished, the building is clean and neat, but there are no people empty, it looks like a ghost town.

When I got to Hutong No. 8, it looked more lively.

The long streets are covered with red lanterns, and people wearing robes, monks' robes, or Taoist robes walk among them.

Some of the people with the most precious treasures wore masks on their faces, and they looked like thieves in a hurry.

Zhao Dailei leaned against me a little nervously, "Mr. Zhuge , what do I think...... It's weird here."

"Don't be afraid, just follow me."

I took Zhao Dailei all the way forward and began to look for what I wanted.

If you want to make a fire amulet, you must have a charm that is more than 100 years old, soaked in a special potion, and has spirituality.

On the streets, I've seen bracelets blessed with Buddha's light, broken bronzes, and exorcism talismans, but I haven't found a place to sell talisman paper.

"Mr. Zhuge look, look there!"

Following Zhao Dailei's finger, I saw a big man who was nearly two meters tall, as strong as a bear, and had bulging muscles.

On the man's head, a square iron cage was attached, and a huge coffin was tied to his back with chains wrapped around the back of the iron cage.

I pressed Zhao Dailei's hand down, "No matter what you see here, don't say anything, let alone use your fingers."

"Oh."

Zhao Dailei followed me honestly, I looked at the flowers and swept over the stall, and suddenly saw something different in front of the stall of a girl in Tsing Yi.

A bronze bump with all sorts of strange patterns on it, so rotten that it was impossible to see what was inside.

Judging from the shape, it looks like a lamp, but the inside is rusty, and it is impossible to repair it.

The bronze bump was thrown indiscriminately on the stall, which showed that the girl in Tsing Yi did not care about its value.

There was a shelf in the stall, and on the shelf was a neat row of goods, and one of the yellowed skins caught my eye.

I stepped forward, reached out and picked up the leather and stroked the delicate texture, "How do you sell this skin?"

"A three-hundred-year-old fox demon skin can be used to make charms and magic weapons, and no cash will be accepted, and you need to exchange it for things."

I took out five longevity pills from my pocket, "Is this enough?"

The girl in Tsing Yi raised her head and glanced at me lightly, "It's too chicken, no."

I took out five more Light Spirit Pills, "This should be fine."

"Not enough." The girl still doesn't lift her eyelids.

I pretended to grit my teeth and struggle, and took out the last five bottles of anti-skin powder, "This is my last family background, if I can't do it again, I can only shoot it in two."

There is no girl who does not have spring, and there is no woman who does not want to be young forever.

The girl happily took the bottle from my hand, and put the yellow skin of the three-hundred-year-old Taoist in a wooden box, "Oh, what you want."