In the heart of Jomtien City.

In a shop that sells spiritual artifacts and spiritual talismans, a young man in a yellow shirt dressed as a man in his twenties is sorting out all kinds of spiritual artifacts on the shelves.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a long face wearing a black shirt and looking like a sharp-beaked monkey in his fifties walked into the store.

Seeing a guest coming, the young man's face suddenly filled with smiles, and he bowed down and said, "What does this senior need?"

"The spiritual weapons in our shop are all refined by the well-known refining masters in Zhongtian City, and the quality is not only guaranteed, but also the price is fair to your satisfaction. ”

"Well, I'll take a look. The middle-aged man made a sound in his nostrils, and his voice was high-pitched, which made people very uncomfortable to listen to.

The middle-aged man swept towards the spirit weapon on the shelf, and after a moment, his gaze stayed on a well-made black flying knife that was more than a foot long.

The young man has developed the ability to observe words and feelings, and at a glance, he can see the thoughts of the middle-aged man, and hurriedly explained with a smile;

"Seniors have good eyesight, this low-level black gold knife of the heavenly rank is a fine product among hidden weapons, not only has a fast attack speed, but also is extremely sharp and sharp. ”

"Ordinary Heaven Rank low-level spiritual weapons can't take this flying knife blow without damage. ”

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How do you sell this black gold knife?" ”

"The price is 20,000 spirit stones, however, the seniors should be the first time to come to our store to buy spiritual weapons, according to the regulations of the store, the seniors will be discounted, 18,000 spirit stones, it will be the same price. The young man explained respectfully.

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant when he heard the price, and it was obvious that this price was not a small amount for him.

Just when the young man wanted to open his mouth to continue persuading, the middle-aged man's gaze had already fallen on a small cyan sword with a length of one foot.

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and when he saw a rune the size of a bean grain on the hilt of the small cyan sword, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He walked a few quick steps to the shelf, and under the stunned gaze of the young man, he picked up the cyan sword, and carefully observed the sword as if he had found his long-lost beloved item.

The young man didn't know what was going on, so he was about to ask.

The middle-aged man spoke first and asked in a cold voice, "How do you sell this little sword, and where did you get this thing from in your shop?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face was not good, the young man didn't dare to hide it and hurriedly said truthfully, "This small sword costs 1,500 spirit stones, and it was received by a junior from a young man some time ago. ”

"Oh? Do you remember the young man's appearance and breath. The middle-aged man continued to ask in a cold voice.

The younger generation remembered the young man's appearance very clearly, because the young man was too handsome. "The young man fought a cold war and did not dare to hide anything.

"Here are two hundred spirit stones, if you draw the person's appearance to me exactly the same, these spirit stones will be yours. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man patted the storage bag and took out an ordinary cloth bag and held it in his hand.

The young man was overjoyed when he saw the spirit stones, he was a buddy, and his monthly salary was only two hundred spirit stones, and he could easily earn these spirit stones, of course he would not let go of this good opportunity.

"The seniors don't worry, the juniors will draw a portrait of that person to the seniors. ”

The young man happily answered, ran to the counter, picked up a pen and paper, and drew carefully.

Even if the monk did not open the sea of knowledge, his memory was far beyond that of mortals, and in less than a stick of incense, the young man drew a portrait of a handsome young man with his memory.

The middle-aged man took the portrait and observed it carefully, and found that the portrait lines painted by the young man were very clear and lifelike.

Without saying a word, he put away the portrait, took out a cloth bag containing 1,500 spirit stones, and threw both cloth bags to the young man at the same time.

Then, the middle-aged man walked out of the store without looking back, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Inside the Alchemist Alliance's Drug Sales Office.

Lin Feng walked in front of a row of counters, looking for the elixir he needed.

He didn't plan to return to the Jade Spirit Sect now, he wanted to earn some more alliance contribution points in this alliance, so as to prepare in advance for improving his potion skills in the future and buying third-grade elixirs.

Now Lin Feng's net worth is extremely rich, and he has about 800,000 spirit stones in his bracelet, which is a huge amount of money.

Therefore, when he saw the second-grade high-grade elixir suitable for his use, he bought a large number of them, and even bought out some of them.

After that, he plunged into the alchemy room and began to refine the finished potion.

This time, there are many kinds of potions he wants to refine, such as healing elixirs, elixirs to restore mana, and elixirs to improve cultivation in the Spirit Sea Stage.

In particular, he cultivated the Taiyu Shengang Technique, an indispensable quenching liquid.

In the process of refining medicine, he no longer pursued the refining speed as before, but put the refining speed to the slowest in order to improve the success rate and the quality of the medicine.

Half a month passed quickly.

After he used up all the second-grade high-grade elixirs in the bracelet, he refined a total of more than 100 bottles of elixirs, and the success rate increased to sixty percent, and the quality of the elixirs improved a little.

He gathered all his belongings and walked out of the alchemy room, walking into the exchange office within the Alliance.

He suddenly discovered that there were two formations in the exchange office that could exchange all the finished pills or potions for alliance contribution points.

It's just that the exchange ratio is very low, for example, the recovery price is three thousand spirit stones for the second-grade high-grade elixir, all of which are exchanged for contribution points, and there are only one hundred in total.

But he still did not hesitate to exchange more than a hundred bottles of finished elixirs, all of which were converted into alliance contribution points.

And he didn't stop there, he bought a large number of second-grade high-grade elixirs, and entered the alchemy room again to refine the elixir.

And just like that, more than a month passed.

Early in the morning.

There was not much elixir left in Lin Feng's bracelet, and he withdrew his soul power and stopped refining the elixir.

In the past two months, Lin Feng had refined the medicine four times, spending a total of more than 100,000 spirit stones, consuming about 8,000 elixirs, and the success rate of refining the finished elixir had increased to seventy percent.

He kept more than 100 bottles of bone quenching fluid and some potions as a backup, and the rest were all exchanged for more than 40,000 alliance contribution points.

This is not over, he entered the medicine sales office, spent most of the spirit stones and contribution points, and bought all the third-grade low-grade elixirs that could be used, and filled half of the bracelet space.

Subsequently, he was satisfied with the Alchemist Alliance, planning to return to the Jade Spirit Sect.

Lin Feng had just left the Alchemist Alliance, and the staff in charge of guarding the formation of the Alliance's medicine sales office reported the lack of a large amount of elixir in the formation to the elder in charge of this matter.

The elder was surprised, and had to use the inventory of the entire Alchemist Alliance to personally replenish a large number of third-grade low-grade elixirs into the formation.

Lin Feng didn't know that in the two months that he had been concentrating on refining medicine, there had been a small incident in Zhongtian City.

Since more than a month ago, a large number of extremely high-quality second-grade high-grade potions have flowed out of the Alchemist Alliance.

Because of the appearance of these potions, a small upsurge in the sale of potions soon set off in Zhongtian City.

As long as it is a potion from the Alchemist Alliance, and the jade bottle is printed with the mark of the Lin character, the monks will not hesitate to rush to buy it.

After all, the Alchemist Alliance attaches great importance to the quality of medicines, and the quality of the potions that come out of it is guaranteed, which is very convincing.

In addition, the monks said that the medicinal effect of the medicine printed with the word Lin was nearly thirty percent higher than that of other medicines of the same kind, which is a very high proportion.

I don't know who gave a simple name to the medicine printed with the word Lin, it was called Lin Zipai, and since then, the Lin brand potion has gained a lot of fame in the entire Zhongtian City.

If Lin Feng knew about this and saw the Lin brand elixir, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, this Lin brand potion was refined by himself.

Lin Feng drove the clouds to fly out of Zhongtian City unhurriedly.

Meanwhile.

Outside Zhongtian City, a middle-aged man with a black shirt and a sharp-beaked monkey cheek watched Lin Feng who drove the clouds away from Zhongtian City from a distance.

The middle-aged man was shocked in his heart and muttered to himself, "I can't even see this person's cultivation, there must be something on his body that obscures his divine sense, such a good thing is rare." ”

"However, looking at the speed of his cloud driving flight, it shouldn't be more than the early stage of Jindan, as for the spirit infant stage old monster, he will never do something as boring as driving cloud flying, since this is the case, then I will go and meet him. ”

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man drove the clouds and quickly chased after Lin Feng, and his flight speed was much faster than Lin Feng.

"Attention, there is a monk from the early stage of Jindan, who is flying quickly in your direction. The remnant suddenly reminded.

"The early days of Jindan. Lin Feng's heart tightened, and he raised his vigilance, secretly guessing this person's motives.

After dozens of breaths, the black-clothed middle-aged man drove the cloud quickly past Lin Feng's side not far away, and with a sharp turn, he stopped more than ten zhang away from Lin Feng's front, blocking Lin Feng's way.

Lin Feng stopped the clouds and looked at the middle-aged man with a frown, and at the same time locked the blue droplets in the bracelet, as long as the middle-aged man had any suspicious moves.

Lin Feng did not hesitate to use the two killer skills of the Netherworld Moonlight Blade and the Blue Drop, after all, the other party was a genuine Jindan stage cultivator, and Lin Feng would never dare to be careless.

"This fellow Daoist, I have something to ask you, and I ask you to answer truthfully. The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his tone was very unkind.

"I don't know you, so why should I answer your question. ”

Being blocked in the way, Lin Feng was of course very unhappy, he lowered his voice, it sounded very old-fashioned, which did not match his age.

"Don't know each other? That's true, but Daoist friends must be very familiar with this Qingguang Sword. ”

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag, a small cyan sword more than a foot long appeared in his hand.

When Lin Feng heard the three words of the blue light sword, he was shocked in his heart, and he carefully looked at the cyan sword in the middle-aged man's hand.

After a while, Lin Feng recognized this cyan sword, it was the blue light sword he obtained by killing the black-clothed youth, he was very impressed by this little sword, and he would never admit it.

The middle-aged man in black who blocked his way must have a lot to do with the young man in black who was killed by him.

Looking at the middle-aged man in black with an unkind face with a cold eye, Lin Feng's mind was full of thoughts, he knew that he was in big trouble.