Chapter Seventy-Six: Smashing the Pot and Selling Iron
In the trading room.
From time to time, there was a sound of slight gasping.
On the table in front of him, there were more and more pure demon pills of various levels.
The indifference on the old man's face gradually disappeared.
He unconsciously glanced at Zhang Jing, who was still taking the demon pill from the storage space a little bit, and there was a touch of surprise and excitement in his heart!
If you can buy all these pure demon pills, the reward commission alone is enough to have nearly a hundred merits.
What's more.
Having worked here for decades, his vision has already been honed.
All kinds of signs show that the team behind the junior disciple in front of him must have some kind of method to get rid of the demon remnants on the demon pill.
If you can cooperate for a long time, I am afraid that you can directly lie down and do a few exercises.
"Senior brother, please take a look, how much are these pure demon pills worth?"
Zhang Jing's voice sounded.
The old man's body shook and came back to his senses.
His eyes couldn't help but focus on the large number of demon pills.
"This junior brother, please wait a while, I'll count it." He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said politely.
Let's talk about it.
Ignoring the gaze of Zhang Jing on the side.
The old man stretched out his slightly trembling hand and began to carefully count the demon pills on the table, one after another, not daring to be careless at all.
After tea time.
The old man took a long breath and introduced with a sincere face:
"Senior brother, there are ninety-five demon pills in the early stage of qi refining, including twenty-three in the first layer of qi refining, forty-seven in the second layer of qi refining, and twenty-five in the third layer of qi refining."
"Nine demon pills in the middle stage of qi refining."
"The above types of pure demon pills are a total of one hundred and four, worth three thousand one hundred and fifty Dao Gong, do you have any questions?"
This time.
Instead of lowering the price as usual, he raised the purchase price to the highest level within his authority.
Although doing so would make his reward commission less, the old man did not hesitate in his heart.
If you want to cooperate for a long time, you have to let the other party see your sincerity.
Opposite side.
Zhang Jing nodded slightly, and a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.
The price given by the other party was more than 100 years higher than the price he estimated before he came.
It was a bonus.
"Senior brother, just come at the price you said."
His face showed no signs of abnormality.
The voice fell.
The old man immediately put away the demon pill on the table, and at the same time reminded with a smile: "Senior brother, please give the identity jade card to the senior brother, and I will transfer the Dao Gong to you."
"This is not in a hurry, please help the senior brother take a look at these elixirs again."
Between words.
Zhang Jing took out the elixir from the storage space again and stacked it on the table.
A rich aroma from the elixir suddenly filled the entire secret room.
The old man's pupils shrank.
.......
Time passes slowly.
"Senior brother, the elixir and the elixir together, a total of seven thousand three hundred and fifty-seven Dao Gong, are you sure to sell them?"
The old man looked at Zhang Jing with complicated eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.
Today is an eye-opener.
There would be someone who could sell more than 7,000 Dao Gong resources at one time.
Who is this strange junior brother in front of him?
Could it be that their team discovered a secret realm of ruins while on a mission? Otherwise, how should these elixirs be explained?
Wait, the ruins?
The method of demon elixir purification?
The old man's aura suddenly dawned, and he only felt that everything was connected.
And at the moment.
Zhang Jing's eyes showed a hint of entanglement.
The unavoidable Qi Refining Nine-Layer Water Demon Pill obtained from Senior Sister Liu, he wanted to keep it for the later stage of Qi refining cultivation, and it was impossible to sell it if he didn't prepare it.
It's just that there are still more than a thousand Dao Gong gaps, and it is not easy to fill them in a short time.
As for the spirit liquid.
The best way to use it is to exchange it for the Qi Refining Nine-Layer Demon Pill as before.
Otherwise, it would be too much of a loss.
However, the thought of getting closer and closer to the opening time of the Ten Thousand Gods Little Void Heaven was getting closer and closer.
Zhang Jing reacted immediately.
There is always a trade-off between time and profit.
Even if the Spirit Liquid can be exchanged for the Qi Refining Nine-Layer Demon Pill, no one can say how long it will take, it may be a day or a month.
His time is too precious to afford to delay.
"Do you accept the spirit liquid?"
Zhang Jing's calm gaze fell on the old man opposite.
......
Two days later.
The last bit of Dao Gong gap was also filled by Zhang Jing by printing talismans.
At this point, the career of smashing pots and selling iron to make up for Taoism officially came to an end.
Inside the cave.
Zhang Jing's wrist flipped, and the lilac identity spirit suddenly broke into his field of vision, and the aura flickered on it.
Name: Jing Zhang
Identity: Disciple of the Outer Court
Dao Gong: Nine thousand one hundred and eighty-three
Looking at the slightly exaggerated number behind Dao Gong.
The corners of Zhang Jing's eyes unconsciously evoked a faint smile, which became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a hearty laugh.
He seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time......
......
Spirit Beast Room.
Lu Thirty-Eight was fiddling with the purple gold spirit beast ring around his neck, and a look of satisfaction appeared on the deer's face.
It's completely safe now.
Even if you go out of the cave, you are not afraid.
But there is a saying: you can come what you want.
"Thirty-eight, go out with me."
Zhang Jing's voice suddenly sounded in Lu Thirty-eight's heart.
This was one of the functions of the super incomparably luxurious version of the spirit beast ring he had purchased for the other party.
In fact, Zhang Jing originally thought that he could just buy an ordinary spirit beast ring.
But...... Lu Thirty-eight saw that his cultivation was about to officially enter the seventh layer of qi refining, and the ordinary spirit beast ring was no longer applicable.
In desperation, he bought a high-grade spirit beast ring.
Good value for money.
Otherwise, Zhang Jing would have to consider persuading Lu Thirty-eight to earn Dao Gong.
For example-
Open the special train of Luodu Island - Inheritance Pavilion and Luodu Island - Thousand Law Pavilion Spirit Beasts, once a day, the price must be high!
After all, a spirit beast in the late stage of qi refining, a poor ghost is not worthy of riding.
At that time.
Lu Thirty-eight earned Dao Gong, and he only received a symbolic amount of one percent...... 20% of the handling fee, and the rest is all for it.
In time.
Lu Thirty-Eight can't do it well, and he will be able to save up his future cultivation methods.
Don't think about it.
Zhang Jing just wants to cultivate the outstanding spirit of self-reliance and hard work of Lu Thirty-eight!
......
Maybe it's because I've been in the cave for too long.
As soon as Lu Thirty-Eight Fu came out, he began to run wildly, unscrupulously exuding a powerful aura close to the late stage of qi refining.
Under the guidance of Zhang Jing.
Its huge body turned into a white rainbow, wrapped in gusts of wind, and galloped away in the direction of the Inheritance Pavilion.
Not much.
In front of the Heritage Pavilion.
The crowd, which was originally a little noisy, became quiet in an instant with the arrival of a giant beast.
A series of eyes of fear or surprise unconsciously sprinkled on Lu Thirty-eight's huge body full of oppression.
The gaze quickly passed over the group of people on the other side.
Zhang Jing got down from Lu Thirty-eight and instructed with some anxiety:
"I'm going to do something, thirty-eight, you stay here well, wait for me to come back." Remember not to run around. ”
"Especially these spirit cranes, be careful, don't step on them to death."
"Got it, sir."
I watched Zhang Jing's figure slowly disappear into the magnificent palace in front of him.
Lu Thirty-eight yawned, carefully avoided the spirit crane beside him, found a clearing, and fell down gently.
Subsequently.
It seems to be a little tired of the glances that sweep around him.
I saw Lu Thirty-eight suddenly raise his head and look at the group of monks who were looking at him curiously.
The breath is very weak, and it is not as strong as itself.
It glanced at the brand-new spirit beast ring around its neck again.
My heart was suddenly full of confidence.
"Look, haven't you ever seen such a handsome mount?" Lu Thirty-Eight had the courage to shout at the crowd.
......
Inside the Heritage Pavilion.
Zhang Jing glanced around, as if looking for something.
The next moment, I saw a young man in a green robe trotting to Zhang Jing's side, and asked in a low voice, "This senior brother, you-Brother Zhang?!" ”
A voice of surprise suddenly sounded.
Zhang Jing subconsciously turned around, and then his expression was stunned.
"Brother Ji, why are you here?"
Hearing this, Ji Bo often smiled:
"Hehe, Senior Sister thinks that my cultivation is not high now, and it is too dangerous to go out on a mission, so she helped me find an errand in the Inheritance Pavilion."
"Your senior sister thinks ...... Really thoughtful! ”
Zhang Jing's eyes were a little strange when he looked at each other.
This guy understands how to eat soft rice.
Let's be honest.
He now really wanted to ask the other party's 'senior sister' face to face, what kind of drugs Ji Bochang had used, or what evil methods he had used to have such an effect.
"Haha, senior sister is like this, I'm used to it. If you have the opportunity another day, I will take you to meet Senior Sister, she has always been curious about Brother Zhang. ”
Ji Bo often smiled heartily, with a proud expression on his face.
Then he seemed to think of something, and asked:
"Brother Zhang, if you want to exchange for any inheritance, just tell me, I'll take you over."
Ji Bo often patted his chest.
"That's just right," back to the topic, Zhang Jing's face was straight, and he said softly: "I'm here to exchange for a high-grade inheritance." ”