"Whatever I can't ask for, as long as I can do it. Say it! "Elder Wang Teng of the Elixir Pavilion took a sip of the spiritual tea.

"Something went wrong in my cultivation, and I want the fat man to take me to Shanxiafang City to purchase elixir alchemy." Jiang Heng told him bluntly.

His dantian wounds, although no longer bleeding, are still scarred.

If you run your vitality violently, there will be a danger of the dantian exploding!

"Yes, you can, but you were ordered to kill by the Heavenly Evil Sect......" Wang Teng sighed lightly, and suddenly understood the pass, "You want to go to the black market?" ”

Black market transactions, even in the territory of the Demon Dao, are quite secretive.

Ordinary people have no channels, and they can't even find the direction to the black market.

Wang Teng is different.

He has been in charge of the Blood Demon Sword Sect's Elixir Pavilion for many years, so he must have a relevant way.

"Please Uncle Teng!" Jiang Heng got up and gave his hand.

"Okay. Since you insist on this, I don't want to say anything. Wang Teng pondered for a while and took out an ink-colored jade pendant.

Three ancient seals, glowing with blood-colored aura.

【Demon Workshop】!

"The Demon Spirit Workshop was organized by the subordinate forces of the Heavenly Evil Sect. If you go here, they won't be surprised. ”

"Dad, I know, it's called dark under the lights! Senior Brother Jiang, when are we leaving? "Wang Fatzi is eager to try.

The last trip to the secret realm of Huaijiang Mountain was full of harvest!

Spirit stones, exercises, and great battles......

These experiences are difficult for many Demon Dao monks to have in their entire lives!

"When you go out, be careful. Don't provoke right and wrong......" Although Wang Teng was worried, he didn't do much to stop it.

When the child grows up, he always has to go out and break through.

can't be like his father, he will only shout "My son Wang Teng, he has the posture of a demon emperor", but he is not allowed to go out to practice.

In the end, nothing can be accomplished except the tea ceremony!

Jiang Heng thanked him and took the ink-colored jade pendant.

After chatting a few more words about the tea ceremony, Jiang Heng and Chen Lingwan took Wang Fatzi and ten catties of spiritual tea to say goodbye.

According to Wang Teng's instructions, when Jiang Heng and the others set off quietly, it was already night.

Although the three of them were two and a half demon cultivators, they were also a little uncomfortable.

In the open space of the mountains, the bloody wind blew everywhere, and from time to time the sound of wild beasts tearing the flesh and blood of their prey was heard.

The three of them followed the route given by Wang Teng and traveled all the way.

It was the middle of the night.

Jiang Heng and the three of them came to an unnamed mountain col and stood in front of a thousand-year-old tree with a thickness of more than ten zhang.

Take out the ink-colored jade pendant and press it into the groove of the stem of the arbor.

Click!

The thousand-year-old tree opens through the hole, revealing a brightly lit road!

"Senior Sister Chen, fatty, keep up!"

As soon as the three of them walked out of the passage, the scenery behind them suddenly changed time and space!

The sky is full of stars, and the oblique moon hangs high!

They're already on an old street!

That thousand-year-old arbor turned out to be just the entrance to the teleportation illusion array!

The Devil's Workshop has arrived!

The black market here is not like other Xiuzhenfang markets, where there are shops to operate.

Instead, they set up stalls directly on the street.

According to fate, buy and leave!

"Jiang Heng, they won't recognize us, will they?" Chen Lingwan whispered to Jiang Heng through the fat man.

"How so? We're dressed up like this, and it's hell if we can recognize it! Jiang Heng looked at the nervous fat man Wang, and wanted to laugh.

To refine the Heavenly Replenishing Pill, a total of two elixirs are required.

Cold chalcedony jade tree, away from the fire phoenix wood!

Moreover, the age of the three elixirs must be at least five hundred years old before they can be used in medicine!

According to Wang Teng, this place is the largest black market in a radius of thousands of miles, and I hope to make a profit!

"Senior brother, look over there, in front of that old man in white!" Wang Fatzi was surprised and pulled Jiang Heng's sleeve.

"Check it out." Jiang Heng nodded and took the lead.

"Uncle, how do you sell this fire coral?" Wang Fatzi grew up in the Elixir Pavilion since he was a child, and he can be said to have eaten and seen it.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones!" The old man in white smiled.

"Why is it so expensive?!" Jiang Heng said with a stammer.

"This is what my grandfather picked up from the mountains, and the medicine is as old as three thousand years!" The old man in white said proudly.

"What a three-thousand-year-old medicine, it's only twenty years! One hundred spirit stones, let's take them! Wang Fatzi scolded with a smile and bargained.

"Deal!" The old man in white wrapped it without hesitation and stuffed it to the fat man.

"What's the matter, it's still too much......" Wang Fatzi and Jiang Heng glanced at each other, and suddenly felt at a loss.

After the trip to the secret realm of Huaijiang Mountain, Jiang Heng and the three of them have accumulated a lot of spirit stones in their storage bags.

But the first trade in the Demon Soul Workshop made them buy a lesson!

However, fortunately, Jiang Heng still has Chen Lingwan!

You must know that Chen Lingwan is pregnant with the laurel spirit seed, but she can tell the age of the spirit plant at a glance!

In the small realm of the Lingbao Continent, the initial age of the elixir into the medicine is at least ten years.

Of course, the older the elixir, the better the effect.

Normally, in terms of the monks' ability to tell the year of the elixir, most people rely on their feelings.

The age of the medicine is about 500 years, which is clearly identifiable;

The age of the medicine is about 1,000 years, which is slightly ambiguous;

More than 3,000 years of medicinal age, unheard of, unrecognizable!

If the medicine is more than 10,000 years old, the treasure will be self-defiled, almost no different from ordinary things.

"Ten feet away on the left, that stall! It seems to be ...... from the fire phoenix wood," Chen Lingwan whispered to Jiang Heng.

It hadn't been long since the laurel spirit seed had grown into a small sapling, and her perception range was still relatively limited.

"How do you sell this?" Jiang Heng walked to the stall and picked up a wooden box.

"Three thousand spirit stones!" The gray-robed stall owner glanced at the outfits of Jiang Heng and the others, "It's not easy to cultivate, with this divine cherry blossom orb to protect your body, you can survive a lot of disasters!" ”

What the stall owner is talking about is the magic weapon in the purple wooden box.

A jewel glowing pink!

"Ground-level magic weapon, at most 1,700 spirit stones!" Jiang Heng often absorbs the magic weapon Lingyun, and he almost has a hand on the identification of the magic weapon.

"Jiang Heng, don't make a price, buy it quickly. The material of this wooden box is from the fire phoenix wood, and the year should be more than 10,000 years! Chen Lingwan's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly transmitted.

If it is put up for auction through the formal channels of the cultivation realm, the starting price will be at least 100,000 spirit stones!

"Be generous, young man! Did your girlfriend persuade you to buy it quickly? The gray-clothed stall owner smiled, thinking that he had guessed the content of Chen Lingwan's transmission.

"Buy it! Pomeranian smiled, how many spirit stones are worth it! ”

"Two thousand spirit stones at most!" Jiang Heng covered the purple wooden box.

"Two thousand is not good, I am losing blood! This is a small profit and cannot be sold. The gray-clothed stall owner rubbed his hands, looking as if he had eaten Jiang Heng.

"Silly boy, don't be here as an uncle if you don't have a spirit stone!" A few blood-clad friars passing by gathered around the stall and teased.

Looking at their outfits, there is no doubt that they are the inner disciples of the Blood Cloak Sect.

"Don't sell it!" Jiang Heng responded stubbornly, pulled Wang Fatzi and Chen Lingwan and left.

"Stop! Two thousand sold you! Just make a friend...... "The gray-clothed stall owner chased out of the shop and grabbed Jiang Heng's arm.

"The appearance is also very ordinary! Why is this kid willing to pay more than three hundred spirit stones? After saying that, the inner disciples of the Bloody Cloak Sect laughed and ran to the exit of the Demon Spirit Workshop.

After Chen Lingwan dressed up in disguise, her appearance was extremely ordinary, but when her face was blushing, she had a different style.

"The wooden plank where the gray-clothed stall owner is sitting, the material is the cold chalcedony jade tree......"

When Jiang Heng heard the transmission, he chuckled in his heart and forcibly suppressed the joy on his face.

What can be pointed out by Chen Lingwan will definitely not be bad in the year.

"How's the vintage?"

“…… At least 9,000 years, maybe 90,000 years, I can't tell the difference......"

After Jiang Heng heard this, he pretended to chase a few steps after those blood-clothed sect disciples, "You guys stop for me, it's a kind of heads-up!" ”

"Young man, don't be like them, be kind and make money!" The gray-clothed stall owner took the two thousand spirit stones, carefully comforted Jiang Heng, the wronged man, and fought for him.

"It's like a beautiful flower, it's hard to buy a smile, and it's worth spending as many spirit stones as it takes!"

"Really? I don't believe ......" Wang Fatzi looked depressed and felt sorry for Jiang Heng.

"Humph! Those disciples of the Bloody Clothes Sect, what qualifications do they have to laugh at others? To tell you the truth, many of the treasures in my stall were dug up from the Bloody Clothes Sect! ”

The gray-clothed stall owner was afraid that Jiang Heng would regret it and derogatory to the Bloody Clothes Sect.

"Stall owner, you give me one more thing, otherwise I will really lose too much......" Jiang Heng's tone was full of a simple boy who had suddenly woken up.

"Uh...... What do you want? The gray-clothed stall owner spat at those Bloody Cloth Sect disciples, his face full of helplessness.

"That seven-leaf elixir, I think it's good." Jiang Heng said politely.

"No! This is a seven-star ambergris grass, worth four thousand spirit stones! The gray-clad stall owner waved his hand violently.

"Yes, four thousand spirit stones, that really can't be for nothing." Jiang Heng pointed to a mountain ginseng with all the roots, "It's better to leave this one!" ”

"This one doesn't work either...... My ancestor, this is Xuanyang Red Spirit Ginseng, worth three thousand spirit stones......" The gray-clothed stall owner refused.

"Then what do you say you can spare me?" Jiang Heng said impatiently.

"Like, I can't spare ...... I have worked so hard to dig up these treasures...... Uh, found! The gray-clad stall owner looked in pain.

"Shall we go?" Chen Lingwan pulled Jiang Heng's arm, looking worried that Jiang Heng would have an argument with someone.

"That won't do! If you don't give me something extra, I can't get over this hurdle in my heart! Jiang Heng did not relent.

"If it really doesn't work, the stall owner will give the wooden board to my son-in-law...... It can also be regarded as giving my son-in-law a step down. Chen Lingwan smiled apologetically.

"What kind of giveaway is this, I don't want to ......" Jiang Heng shook his head.

"Or the girl has a vision, this can be sent! Young man, it's not the uncle who taught you, other girls have said it, you can't save other people's face......"

The gray-clothed stall owner said, picked up the black plank, and stuffed it into Wang Fatman's arms.

"Little fat man, don't be stunned, help your son-in-law hug it! This plank, uh, is comfortable to sit on! ”

After a few breaths, Jiang Heng and the three of them were enthusiastically escorted away from the stall by the gray-clothed stall owner.

"Hey, hey, hey, another big profit! After the bloody sect ancestor grave is dug up, it's time to go to the Slaughter Immortal Sect for a spin......" The gray-clothed stall owner looked at the backs of Jiang Heng and the others, and sang a little song happily.

……

Early the next morning.

The Holy Son Cave Mansion of the Bloody Sword Sect.

Jiang Heng yawned and opened the alchemy furnace covered in frost.

Call!

A phoenix phantom with flames burning around it rushed out of the furnace and disappeared into nothingness.

The Lihuo Phoenix Wood and the Cold Chalcedony Jade Tree had already been refined into medicinal liquid by the alchemy furnace and condensed into pills.

A round elixir was taken out of the alchemy furnace by Jiang Heng.

Mend the heavenly pill, Dan into nine products!

The elixir is about the size of a thumb's belly, the whole body is milky white and crystalline, and there is a phoenix phantom bathed in fairy fire!

The alchemy technique of the previous life is really effective.

However, Jiang Heng still accounted for the light of the two 10,000-year elixirs.

Otherwise, with the quality of his current cultivation and Dan furnace, if the Cold Chalcedony Jade Tree and the Fire Phoenix Wood were only five hundred years old, the Heaven Replenishing Pill would be able to reach a maximum of seven grades......

Jiang Heng shook his head and smiled, took a deep breath, and subdued the Replenishing Heaven Danna.

A cold and soothing flow of energy, under the guidance of the divine sense, surged towards the sea of dantian qi three inches below the umbilicus.

Flesh and blood breed, flesh buds are hooked, and there is a tingling sensation in the dantian area.

About a stick of incense time passed, and the medicinal power of the Tonifying Pill was absorbed.

Three inches below the umbilicus, the skin is smooth and traceless, and it is as tough as ever!

It's just that Jiang Heng knows that the dantian qi sea and internal injuries have not been completely cleared.

Next, it is to find a way to absorb the essence of the spirit essence and produce the golden spiritual liquid!

"Fatty, don't sleep! Come with me to the puppet hall, let's see how the Blood Slaughter is refined......"

Jiang Heng opened the door and woke up Wang Fatzi, who had been cultivating outside the cave for a night.