"Y-How did you know I had Blood Soul Grass?!"

As soon as Song Zhi's words came out, Ben was still looking at the handsome young man with a flushed face, and he was immediately shocked and asked in disbelief.

As soon as his fingers retracted, the purple grass placed on the coarse cloth immediately disappeared.

Apparently he hastily took it back.

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, his slender body slowly stood up, and the coercion that belonged to the second layer of the foundation was suddenly poured out, nailing the young stall owner who only had qi refining and cultivation in place.

"You don't care how I know, you just say that this business can be done or not?"

"A purple long grass, a blood soul grass, for a Nine Rank Pure Heart Pill, boy, let me tell you, you have simply made a lot of money!"

"Sister, I can't bear to see your mother lose the pill and be tossed to death by the devil, so I'm willing to let you take advantage."

"Don't be ignorant!"

*

Song Zhi only remembered that in his previous life, Su Zhi took the treasure hunting mouse to the market in Huangji Town, and then he saw the pearls and picked up the thousand-year-old blood soul grass, and then handed it over to the master to be credited.

That Blood Soul Grass was finally practiced into a delusional pill by Danfeng's Bai Qi Zhenjun, helping He Jingzhang, the Supreme Elder of Hanyuan Sect, to successfully break through the barrier, and finally advanced to Mahayana and ascended to the Dao.

As for how Su Zhi got the Blood Soul Grass, Song Zhi didn't know.

After all, at that time, because she went to the Demon Yuan to collect medicine for Su Zhi, she was injured by the Demon Demon to the foundation, and she was lying in the cave to recuperate in pain.

Snatching away the Blood Soul Grass = snatching away the Broken Delusion Pill = destroying He Jingzhang's opportunity to ascend = Revenge for the blood feud that He Jingzhang used as a furnace in his previous life!

Very good, the logic is correct, the loop is perfect.

The grievances and hatreds of the previous life flashed, but Song Zhi did not show it at all.

She stared at the young monk with burning eyes, looking like she was bound to win.

*

Take the strength of the Tsukiki nun in your eyes.

Danxiu Zhao Muyang, who went out to sell goods for the first time, trying to earn the first pot of gold in the fairy road, frowned slightly, and showed a wry smile of resignation on his face.

"Fairy, your Pure Heart Pill, is it really a nine-grade pill?"

"If it is true, the kid is willing to offer the Blood Soul Grass and the Purple Dragon Grass with both hands."

It must be known that in the cultivation realm, the quality of the pill is divided into nine grades and three grades.

Among them, the first, second, and third grades are low-grade pills, which are generally used to reward mortals who do not have spiritual roots, and are the first choice for poor low-level monks.

Fourth, fifth, and sixth grades, they are medium-grade, and they are the common choice of ordinary monks in the cultivation realm.

Seven, eight, nine, etc., are millions of mid-to-high-grade spirit stones, and only one can be bought as a top-level existence.

Zhao Muyang couldn't believe that he could meet a monk with a nine-grade pure heart pill in this humble market in Dongzhou.

However, the female cultivator in front of her was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Han Yuan Sect, presumably from the main peaks of the Han Yuan Sect.

The peak masters of the main peaks of the Han Yuan Sect are all leaders in this realm, and they are known as the existences with the best chance to impact the gods and advance to the Mahayana.

Their personal disciples are naturally pets and want to be popular.

A nine-pinned pill is very rare outside, but it is common in Han Yuanzong.

After all, Bai Qian Zhenjun, one of the only two ninth-grade alchemists in the cultivation realm, was the Danfeng Peak Master of the Han Yuan Sect.

*

Zhao Muyang, who thought he had figured out the joints, reached out and wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and his face became a little calmer.

He lowered his voice and asked Song Weaving to inspect the goods.

This is the default rule when trading.

Song Zhi didn't refuse, she nodded kindly, and put her hand into the young monk's wide sleeve.

The two fingertips touched, and they tacitly separated their senses to carefully observe each other's goods, and finally withdrew their fingers in unison.

……

"It's a good thing, I like it."

"Boy, I advise you to quickly close the stall and leave, this Pure Heart Pill is not something that a Qi Refining Cultivator like you can keep."

Song Zhi, who successfully handed over the goods, kindly persuaded the young stall owner when he removed the isolation formation.

Her voice was obviously very soft and very quiet, but the monks who were chatting and watching the goods around were strangely silent for a moment.

The next moment, the greedy and vicious gaze was firmly locked on Zhao Muyang like a maggot attached to the bone.

Qingxiu Danxiu, who was happy to get the Nine Grades of Qingxin Pill and successfully sold the stolen goods: ......

Poor, weak, and helpless!

This beautiful female cultivator, she—she shouldn't have deliberately said it to harm him, right?

*

The afterglow swept over the embarrassed figure of a teenager who was closing a stall and running away, Song Zhi retracted his gaze with a flat face, and headed towards the next target.

She didn't mean to harm him, but she was grateful, and she gave him a piece of advice.

The Jiupin Qingxin Pill is a top-grade elixir, and a monk who has cultivated a little higher can accurately determine the location of the elixir if he smells a little bit of smell.

The young monk in the Qi refining period, if he didn't run fast enough, he would be empty.

The fragment of the immortal artifact that Song Weaving was looking for was placed by its owner on a piece of oily and slippery animal skin.

Around the fragments, there are also many fragments of similar colors and styles.

Song Zhi scanned it carefully and found that among these fragments, only the fragment of the immortal artifact that emitted multicolored fluorescence was judged to be quite valuable.

Although these fragments or dark colors, they reveal the connotation of understated luxury.

Or emit a radiant luster, showing its uniqueness in a bright light.

But in the eyes of the scanner, these fragments are just ordinary fragments with filters, worthless.

"Fairy, can you spend ten spirit stones, choose a gravel to gamble on? Perhaps, you will bet on a real ladder remnant stone~"

"These gravels were all picked up by Xiao Lao'er from Broken Sky Mountain."

"Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, the road to heaven encountered unknown reasons, suddenly broke and collapsed, and the broken debris flew and fell around, there is a great power to say, the real ladder gravel contains the infinite mystery to the upper realm!"

As soon as Song Zhi arrived at the stall with the fragments of the immortal artifact, the elderly monk who had built the fifth floor of the foundation smiled and groaned and said hard.

Song Zhi stretched out her hand and looked at the broken stone fragments on the animal skin, and her face made a look of belief or disbelief, in fact, she had accurately picked up the fragments of the immortal weapon.

"Senior, I've made a choice, take a look, it's a total of fifty lower-grade spirit stones, right?"

Song Weaving pretended to be a fledgling young monk and wrote the words naïve and deceitful on his face.

She carefully chose and chosen, and finally held a few shiny gravel and asked the stall owner to take the initiative to settle the bill.

【Drop! If you find an important item, please be sure to get it! 】

Just as Song Zhi was digging out the spirit stone to pay, in his mind, the 2.0 system suddenly issued a rather serious prompt sound.

Song Zhi froze, followed the instructions of the system, and locked his gaze on the black stone used by the stall owner to cushion the chair.

[One of the fragments of the Sky Swallowing Pot was identified, the danger level was 5 stars, the evil index was 7, the fragment was sealed with a soul body, and the ban could not be triggered if it was not the original owner of the Sky Swallowing Pot, and there was a risk of being taken away by the soul body of the weapon if it was forcibly refined, and it could be contained and purified by the system. 】

As soon as Song Weaving's eyes met the black stone, the scanner automatically scanned and presented the results.

Swallowing the Pot?

Soul body?

Dangerous, evil, containment purification?

The system is sure that it is talking about this little broken stone that was so miserable that someone took it to cushion the leg of the chair?