Feng Feiyun was not ambiguous, and directly took out eighteen sacks and piled them in the center of the main hall.

The Silver Hook Valve Master and Long Chuanfeng were both stunned, could it be that these eighteen sacks were filled with spirit grass?

Feng Feiyun opened one of the sacks, and a dense spiritual light suddenly erupted inside, the medicinal qi was soaring, crystal dazzling, and more than 5,000 spirit pills rolled out, the first-grade spirit pill and the second-grade spirit pill were mixed together, and there were even rare third-grade spirit pills.

It's too mixed!

Various grades of elixir are mixed together.

The elixir is a very rare thing, even if it is just a one-grade elixir, it can attract the cultivation of the god-based realm to snatch it, and one elixir is equivalent to one more life.

The second-grade elixir can make the monks of the Heavenly Mandate realm interested.

The three-grade elixir is very rare, and the giants will buy it.

The four-grade spirit pill is already a rare treasure, and there may not be a few in a great sect.

Generally speaking, the value of a first-grade elixir is comparable to a spirit stone.

The second-grade spirit pill is comparable to ten spirit stones.

The three-grade spirit pill is comparable to a hundred spirit stones.

Of course, according to the purity and effect of the elixir, the price of some elixirs will be several times higher than the basic price.

"A sack of elixir!" The silver hook valve lord added his lips, looking at the elixirs scattered all over the ground, like spirit beads beating, he was rapidly estimating the value of these more than 5,000 elixirs.

"It's really a loser, using sacks to pack elixirs, and it's thousands. "Long Chuanfeng has seen a lot of strange things in his life, but he has never seen anyone carry a sack of elixir to talk about business.

Feng Feiyun's heart was also sweating wildly, this was all a strange thing that Bi Ningshuai had done, these three hands looted all the pills that had been refined by the Taishi Mansion for hundreds of years, and because they were afraid that the Taishi would track them down, they handed over these stolen goods to him.

Feng Feiyun rarely took these pills, so these pills were always placed in the Realm Spirit Stone.

These low-grade pills are no longer needed.

The Silver Hook Valve Master quickly calculated the value of this sack of elixir and said, "One grade elixir, four thousand six hundred and forty-three. The second grade elixir, 732 pieces, and the third grade elixir, 43 pieces. A rough estimate of the value is about sixteen thousand spirit stones. ”

"It's only sixteen thousand spirit stones. Feng Feiyun seemed very dissatisfied.

The Silver Hook Valve Master smiled: "This is already a lot of wealth, many large families, accumulated for thousands of years, may not have 10,000 spirit stones. In fact, the elixir in this sack of yours is very pure, and it must come from the hands of the alchemists, and it can give you an increase of 2,000 spirit stones, which is counted as 18,000 spirit stones. ”

"Okay! That's 18,000 spirit stones. There are also seventeen sacks of elixirs there, and they can all be calculated based on this number. Feng Feiyun pointed to the pile of sacks in the main hall.

The face of the silver hook valve lord suddenly turned green, and there are seventeen sacks of elixir?

When did the elixir become so bad?

This is to sell elixir, it's just to sell broad beans!

Long Chuanfeng was very happy, because what was most lacking now was the elixir, after ordinary Shenwu soldiers were injured, they could just take the general medicinal pill, but the monks with high cultivation needed the elixir to heal their injuries and recover their vitality quickly.

This is definitely an unexpected gain, if Emperor Jin sees so many elixirs, he will be happy.

In the end, these eighteen sacks of spirit pills were sold for 320,000 spirit stones, which was definitely a huge transaction, and only the silver hook valve had the ability to do this transaction.

"Take out any other good things!" Long Chuanfeng's heart is very comfortable, to be able to have a disciple like Feng Feiyun, he, as a master, also has a fluttering feeling.

Then, under the stunned expressions of Long Chuanfeng and the Silver Hook Valve Master, Feng Feiyun took out bundles of elixir and piled them up into a mountain in the main hall, and the aura was so rich that it was about to turn into a liquid state, and the medicinal qi diffused from the main hall, just taking a sip would feel that the cultivation was rising in the "puff".

This is the elixir picked by Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian in the major ancient temples in the heavenly kingdom, they spent their spare time cultivating, visited the six ancient temples, and picked the ripe elixirs one after another, and those unripe elixirs still remained in the medicine field, if they really picked all the elixirs in the six ancient temples, the number would definitely be more than ten times that of the current hall.

This is what Feng Feiyun has planned in the kingdom of heaven.

A thousand-year-old elixir, a two-thousand-year-old elixir, a three-thousand-year-old elixir...... There are even a small amount of elixirs that are eight or nine thousand years old.

They were all taken out in bundles, and each bundle of elixirs was tied together with the blades of the spirit grass, a bundle of hundreds.

"This is a 5,000-year-old purple ginseng, a total of five bundles, each bundle of 100 plants!"

"This is an eight-thousand-year-old moon white spirit flower, only one bundle, one hundred. ”

......

Feng Feiyun was still a "seller of broad beans" just now, but in a blink of an eye, he became a "Chinese cabbage seller".

Even Dongfang Hanlin, the owner of the silver hook valve who had seen the strong wind and Lang, opened his mouth wide at this moment, and his chin was about to fall to the ground, when did the elixir become so rotten, and they were all bought in bundles?

He didn't know that if Feng Feiyun didn't think it was interesting to tie the elixir with Nalan, he would directly throw all the elixir in a pile and buy it with a big scale.

Feng Feiyun counted them, there were a total of four hundred bundles, a total of forty thousand elixirs, and most of the elixirs were still high-grade elixirs, and there were scarce goods without a market.

For example, in a 9,000-year-old fire dragon fire, as long as a fire dragon fire is boiled into an elixir soup, the medicinal effect of a drop of the elixir soup is comparable to a first-grade elixir.

Each nine-thousand-year-old dragon fire was worth more than 10,000 spirit stones.

And Feng Feiyun directly took out a bundle and threw it on the ground like a bundle of cabbage, a total of one hundred, definitely worth more than one million spirit stones.

Long Chuanfeng's eyes were green, and he pounced on it regardless of his image, and hugged the bundle of nine-thousand-year-old fire dragon fire tightly in his arms, for fear that someone would snatch it away.

Just kidding, the nine-thousand-year-old elixir of the Shenjin Dynasty is almost invisible, but there is a bundle here, and anyone will go crazy.

The value of these elixirs that Feng Feiyun took out could not be estimated with spirit stones at all, they were simply priceless, even if they only took out a tenth of them, they could exceed the value of one and a half million spirit stones.

Feng Feiyun naturally understood the value of these elixirs, and he didn't think about taking out all these elixirs at the beginning, and the biggest reason why he took out all these elixirs now was because he wanted to repay Long Chuanfeng's kindness to him.

The so-called grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by springs!

Grace is grace, and hatred is hatred.

In the end, Feng Feiyun took two million spirit stones from the Silver Hook Valve, which exceeded Feng Feiyun's initial estimate, and the wealth of the Silver Hook Valve was really staggering, this is the real rich country.

Long Chuanfeng's eyes were a little red with excitement, and he naturally knew the reason why Feng Feiyun did this, with this huge elixir, it was enough to raise the strength of the Shenjin Dynasty to a higher level.

"I don't know what kind of contradiction you and the empress have that can't be resolved, but for the teacher, I still thank you for the Shenjin Dynasty here. "Long Chuan Feng said.

Feng Feiyun was very free and easy, got two million spirit stones, felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, and finally had an explanation for the female devil, said goodbye to Long Chuanfeng and the silver hook valve master, and walked straight out of the main hall, and before he walked down the steps, he heard someone scolding him.

"Wind and clouds, big bastard! Wind and clouds, big duck eggs! Wind and clouds, little eggs!"

A black line appeared on Feng Feiyun's forehead, and a golden ray flew out from the tips of his fingers, like a sharp sword piercing into the woods, and a miserable scream suddenly came from the woods, "Kill the bird, help!

A flaming bird flew out of the forest, the size of a fist, with a phoenix-like body and feathers, but its head resembled that of a parrot, with a beak like a barb, and its eyes sloppy, flapping its wings and flying very fast.

Feng Feiyun recognized the bird that scolded him, it was the one from the painting on the wall of the ancestral house of the silver hook valve, and when he first saw it, it was in the oil lamp of the Jinhe Goddess Temple, because it was full of flames, and Feng Feiyun thought it was a wick.

After this bird followed Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue out of the world of the picture scroll, it has been following Dongfang Jingyue, and its name seems to be "Cloud Pigeon".

Yun Pigeon's mouth is very cheap, and while flying, he shouts: "Feng Feiyun, big bastard! Feng Feiyun, big duck egg! Feng Feiyun, little egg!"

"Yun Ge, who taught you this?" Feng Feiyun asked with interest as he stood on the top of the steps with his hands folded.

"Who taught you this?"

Feng Feiyun's eyes narrowed, and he said, "It seems that I have to teach you a little lesson!"

"Looks like I'm going to have to teach you a little lesson!" Yun Ge stood on his fingers, holding a bunch of wings, also like the magic of the wind and clouds, raising his head and chest, and looking like it.

"Huh!"

Feng Feiyun's body moved, and disappeared in place, but it did not catch the cloud pigeon, it was very alert, and it flew extremely fast.

Feng Feiyun laughed, unfolded the reincarnation speed, and chased after it faster.

"Ah! Kill the bird, help! Kill the bird, make a fuss about the bird's death! Feng Feiyun is about to kill the bird!" The cloud pigeon screamed as it flew, and the sound was like killing a pig.

Feng Feiyun finally caught up with Yun Ge, but at the same time saw a person, a woman in white holding a red jade pipa, she sat quietly under an ancient laurel tree, and the petals around her were fluttering, some fell on the tips of her hair, and some fell to the ground.

White clothes and red pipa!

She stretched out a slender arm, her jade fingers were like onions, and the cloud pigeon flew down to her fingertips, whispering something, and her eyes were staring at Feng Feiyun from time to time, obviously telling Feng Feiyun's bad words.

Dongfang Jingyue has a white veil, her starry eyes are as clear as water, and she is as beautiful as a meteor, even if it is just a gentle blink of her eyelashes, she can't describe that kind of beauty in words.

Feng Feiyun stood in the distance, staring at the woman under the laurel tree, her eyes a little confused.

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Because there have been power outages from time to time in the last few days, I can only update from time to time, and from today onwards, it is the original time.