After speaking, the nun handed the stall owner a beautiful wooden box, thinking that it should contain elixir.

The stall owner took it, opened a crack, and only looked at it twice, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

Immediately, he smelled the medicine solemnly before closing the wooden box and squeezing it tightly with both hands.

"I didn't expect Huang Daoyou's luck to be so good, these five hundred years of purple peony grass can be encountered by you, and it is also collected intact, this is one of the main medicines of the Gathering Spirit Pill. ”

"How many spirit stones can I exchange for?" The female cultivator was also very excited, although she knew that this elixir was precious, she didn't expect to be so valued.

"Five hundred spirit stones, I'll take it, what do you think?"

"Peng Daoyou is one of the best alchemists here, this elixir is more useful in your hands, not to mention that Daoyou trading is Tong Suo, I naturally have no opinion. ”

"Haha, Huang Daoyou has won the prize, is that a spirit stone or an elixir for you?"

"The elixir, the spirit stone can't be used for the time being, it's better to improve the cultivation first, it's still too dangerous in the three major Jedi, but there are only good things in the dangerous places. ”

"Okay, then you can choose the pills here, this little brother, I can't help you. This was said to Yi Heng.

When the female cultivator heard this, she turned to look at Yi Heng, and saw that he was only the seventh layer of Qi refining, so she didn't pay much attention to it, and picked up the pills on the stall again.

Yi Heng also took a look at the female cultivator, Ruhua's face was extremely pale, thinking that her injuries had not healed, and the spiritual eye technique could not see through, knowing that her cultivation must be much higher than herself.

"Daoyou is serious, and he should be like this. Yi Heng replied and got up to leave.

"Sure enough, the monks who came out to walk were much higher, and they only saw a few below the eighth floor, and most of the others couldn't see through. ”

"But the price of the pill is clear, find a place to live today, and then slowly start to change the pill into a spirit stone tomorrow. ”

After spending three spirit stones, Yi Heng found a house like an inn here, but it was very simple, and he didn't care at all, the monk didn't have any requirements for the bad environment he lived in, as long as he could meditate.

Early the next morning, Yi Heng began to shop purposefully.

"Yesterday, the stall owner already knew himself, but he can't go again, let's find some big pill pharmacies first. ”

"Lingdan Pavilion, that's it. ”

Yi Heng looked at a small Dan pharmacy in front of him, and he actually played a brand like "Lingdan Pavilion", thinking that he should have some strength.

After entering the gate, a smell of elixir gushed like a nose, and people came and went inside, and business was very good early in the morning.

Finding a yellow-clothed attendant who had just finished his work, he asked:

"May I ask Daoyou, what kind of pills are available for sale here?"

"What kind of pill does the guest officer want? Our Spirit Pill Pavilion has cultivation pills from the Qi Refining Period to the Foundation Building Period, and even the Foundation Building Pill is also available, but I don't know what the strength of the guest officer is?" said the yellow-clothed attendant a little arrogantly.

Yi Heng was very surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect that the strength of this "Spirit Pill Pavilion" was so strong, even the Zhuji Dan was available, I heard that it was an extremely difficult pill to refine, which could increase the chance of breaking through the foundation building by two percent.

"Then do you accept pills here?" Yi Heng asked in a low voice.

"The guest officer is actually an alchemist?" the yellow-clothed attendant immediately looked at him respectfully.

Yi Heng stared at him and didn't reply.

The attendant immediately reacted, the dignity of the alchemist was not something he could entertain.

"Guest, please follow me up to the second floor. With that, he walked around the counter and headed for the stairs at the back of the store.

Yi Heng hesitated, but still stepped forward to follow.

"Pavilion Master, this guest officer intends to sell pills. ”

The layout on the second floor is not cumbersome, but the decoration is antique, very delicate and elegant.

The yellow-clothed attendant was bowing his head and speaking to a middle-aged Confucian student.

The middle-aged Confucian raised his head with great interest, but when he saw that Yi Heng was very young, he was slightly disappointed, but he still said enthusiastically:

"Fellow Daoist, please take a seat. ”

Then he waved his hand to the yellow-clothed attendant, and the attendant went downstairs.

"Thank you. Yi Heng felt a little weak, because he found that the cultivation of this middle-aged Confucian could not be seen through, but he still sat on the wooden bench without changing his face.

"I don't know Yougui's surname, what pills can be traded?" After pouring a cup of tea for Yi Heng, he looked at him.

He took the tea and did not dare to drink it.

"Daoist friends are polite, don't have the surname Chen, there are some Gathering Spirit Pills and Healing Saint Pills, I don't know if the Spirit Pill Pavilion has the strength?" Yi Heng kept an eye on it.

"Haha, it seems that Chen Daoyou is coming to this Fang City for the first time, if the Lingdan Pavilion has no strength, then there is no one who has the strength to come to this Fang City, but I don't know how many Youdan medicines there are?"

Although he was suspicious, the middle-aged Confucian Dao was not angry, but knew that the Chen Daoyou in front of him must be here for the first time.

"There are not many pills, ten bottles of the Gathering Spirit Pill, and five bottles of the Healing Saint Pill. Yi Heng didn't dare to take it out at once.

"I didn't expect Chen Daoyou to have so many pills, could it be that Chen Daoyou is an alchemist?" the middle-aged Confucian seemed to not believe it.

"Fellow Daoist said that I laughed, I can only follow the master to sort out the elixir, where can I refine the pill?"

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, I can't imagine that the respected teacher is an alchemist, I don't know if the respected teacher was here?"

"Hehe, Daoist friend, let's talk about the pill first, right?" was repeatedly probed, and Yi Heng was a little unhappy.

"It's me who is reckless, I'll take a look at the pill first. The middle-aged Confucian also knew that he couldn't ask anymore.

Yi Heng didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, fifteen jade bottles appeared on the wooden table.

The middle-aged Confucian picked up a bottle at random, and as soon as he opened it, a strong fragrance of the elixir wafted out, and when he smelled this incense, the middle-aged Confucian student's face suddenly became solemn.

Pour out one and put it in the palm of your hand, look at it carefully, and smell it again.

"Is this the case with all of Chen Daoyou's pills?" asked a little eagerly.

"It's all true. ”

"This elixir is infinitely close to the middle grade, I didn't expect Lingshi to be so powerful, I accepted all these elixirs. "Quickly checked all the pills, the middle-aged Confucian said.

"With five spirit stones of this quality, one spirit stone for the Gathering Spirit Pill and one for the Healing Saint Pill, a total of three hundred spirit stones, can Chen Daoyou agree?"

"Yes. ”

"Haha, Chen Daoyou is really refreshing, but I don't know if there is such an elixir?

Yi Heng swept the spirit stones on the table, and there were three hundred spirit stones in the storage bag, and then said slowly: "There is no such elixir." ”

"That's a pity, if you ask Taoist friends to sell it to me first, how about it still be sold at this price?"

"Let's talk about it later, I said that there is no such elixir, but there are still medium-grade elixirs, I don't know if you will accept it?" Yi Heng picked up the tea, took a sip gently, and a fresh fragrance of tea soaked straight into his heart.

The middle-aged Confucian heard it clearly, and looked at Yi Heng with a shocked expression.

"Chen Daoyou said that there is a medium-grade pill? As he spoke, he almost reached out to Yi Heng, but he tried his best to hold back.

"Not much, two bottles. Two more delicate jade bottles appeared on the table.