There is still one day left, and Shi Yi, who originally wanted to be stable, can only temporarily give up his investment in alchemy.

Shi Yi's original plan was to purchase a new main material for refining the Tyrant Essence Pill within the time of this last day, and after refining it, exchange the pill for some materials for refining the Naqi Pill.

Different from the cheapness of the Tyrannical Pill adjuvants, even ordinary pharmacies can find them, Shi Yi found that on this mutual market, everything is related to the refining of Naqi Dan, even if it is just an adjuvant, the price is surprisingly expensive.

Not only are they expensive, but they are also very scarce, and most of them are peddled by the monks themselves.

However, Shi Yi can also understand that the Tyrant Pill, as an entry-level pill for monks, although the auxiliary medicine is cheap, but the blood splash grass as the main material is worth five Tyrant Pills, you must know that a furnace of the Pill is only twenty or thirty pills, and there is also the risk of nothing to be gained after practicing and scrapping.

It is conceivable that the value of the Naqi Pill above it is geometric.

Now, Shi Yi decided to take a gamble, but fortunately, when they searched for the corpses of Zhao Lingzhen and Zhao Lingyi before, they still had some stocks of pills on them, and they could just buy a blood-spattered grass.

Shi Yi wandered through the mutual market, looking for a suitable target. But as time went by little by little, Shi Yi was stunned to find that the sellers of blood-spattered grass that could often be seen a few days ago seemed to have evaporated from all the world, and all of them disappeared today.

Shi Yi suddenly, no wonder the Baicao Sect, as a sect that started from alchemy, did not see the disciples of the sect participating in this kind of large-scale mutual market, it turned out that they had already reached a consensus with the official, and it was Bao Yuan's attention.

Thinking about the joints, Shi Yi couldn't help but be a little disappointed, did he have to return empty-handed this time.

Just when Shi Yi was disappointed, he inadvertently swept his gaze from the nearby stalls and couldn't help but pause.

I saw a turquoise plant with long and narrow leaves, in the most conspicuous place above the stall, and the mottled red dots on its leaves were like blood stains, which was the blood-spattered grass that Shi Yi had been looking for for a long time.

Shi Yi couldn't help but be overjoyed, he glanced at the seller, he should also be a monk.

Shi Yi couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being careless, the government's compulsory purchase of medicinal materials was only for ordinary people, and monks were not among them. After all, no matter how bold this official is, he will not dare to take food from the monk's mouth. I think this Baicao Sect will not ruin its reputation and be eaten ugly by the jokes of its peers for this little profit.

"How do you sell this blood-spattered grass. After figuring out the reason, Shi Yi asked the seller with a smile.

"Ten Tyrannical Pills. I saw that the seller was holding a book, looking at it with relish, and when he heard Shi Yi's inquiry, he replied without raising his head.

Faced with this price, the corners of Shi Yi's eyes couldn't help twitching, this is simply slaughtering people, under normal circumstances, there are only more than 20 pills in a furnace of Cheng Dan, Shi Yi has refined so many Violent Essence Pills, and there are rarely more than 30 pills, this guy is going to nearly half of the amount in one mouth, but he doesn't have to take any risks, is it really a fool for others.

"This price is too expensive, if you sincerely want to sell it, how about five grains. Shi Yi patiently asked.

"Huh, five pills, if five pills were sold, would I still be here until today, I would have sold them a long time ago. Ten Tyrannical Pills, don't even think about one less. The guy couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, looked up at Shi Yi, and then lowered his head and read by himself.

Shi Yi was a little helpless when he saw this, he had no way to do anything about this kind of guy who was planning to slaughter fat sheep.

Actually, Shi Yi also wanted to pinch his nose and admit it, after all, time was running out, but he really didn't have ten Tyrant Essence Pills on him, even if he wanted to be this fat sheep, he didn't have this chance.

Just when Shi Yi was about to go to another place to take a look, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Shu Han, I have already inquired about the matter clearly, the man said that he could open a furnace for us, but he didn't say that he brought his own materials, and no matter how many Cheng Dan there were, he had to take fifteen grains. A teenager ran to the previous stall owner and whispered to the stall owner.

"What, fifteen grains! Why didn't he grab it, then he didn't say that if it failed, how would the loss be calculated?" the stall owner cursed in a low voice, and then asked.

"He, he said that according to the convention, it should be borne by the owner himself, and what is said to be natural attrition. The young man knew that this was not what Wang Shuhan wanted to hear, so he replied weakly.

"Hey, it's rare to get some blood splattered grass, and I heard that person is a well-known alchemy expert in the vicinity, I wanted to get some Tyrannomy Pill, so that you can also set foot on the road in the left car, but I don't want to ......" Wang Shuhan looked at the young man and said with great confusion.

"Shu Han, let's forget it this time, our little family background can't withstand the toss, let's talk about it when we have a chance in the future. The young man named Feng Zuoche comforted Wang Shuhan.

"I'm sorry, I overheard the conversation between the two. Do you want to find someone to refine the Tyrannical Essence Pill, but you have a lot of experience in alchemy. Before Shi Yi returned to the stall, he said to the two. said that he was modest, but Shi Yi showed very confidence on his face.

"Oh, then you have a few percent success rate when refining the Tyrant Essence Pill. Wang Shuhan looked at the customer who wanted to buy blood splattered grass before and was scared off by the price, so he asked.

"Well, it's about seventy percent. Shi Yi thought about it for a while, but still no one said the number ninety percent.

"Ha, aren't you joking, I visited a well-known alchemy master before, and his success rate in refining the Tyrant Essence Pill is only sixty percent, but you tell me that you have seventy percent?" Feng Zuoche said with a face full of disbelief when he heard this, and put on an expression that this person was either a liar or a fool.

Seeing this, Shi Yi did not answer immediately, but smiled, and then took out a porcelain bottle, reached out to catch it and poured it outward, I don't know if it was too strong, more than a dozen Tyrannical Pills all poured into Shi Yi's hands from the bottle, and Wang Shuhan and Feng Zuoche were a little greedy.

After that, Shi Yi took the time to return most of the pills back to the bottle, and then said: "I myself am just keen on alchemy, and I am not short of pills. If you don't feel at ease, I can prepay you five Tyrant Essence Pills, and if the alchemy fails, I will pay five more, so that even if you fail, you won't lose money, and even make a small profit, you must know that this Tyranny Pill only has some value in the main material Blood Splattering Grass.

As for Dancheng, no matter how much, I only need half of it, so that everyone will not suffer, you can think about it. ”

As he spoke, Shi Yi took advantage of this moment of hard work to replace the five poisonous Tyrannomy Pills in his hand with normal pills without moving, and then handed them to the two of them with a smile.