"Who dares to play tricks on our store?"

Outside the gate, footsteps sounded sharply, and an old voice came, with an astonishing coercion.

He Ping turned his head, but saw the shopkeeper coming from outside the door, his face sinking like water.

The shopkeeper's eyes were cold, and he swept towards He Ping.

He Ping held the counter with his hand, his body straight, looking at the shopkeeper, his expression was indifferent, and he smiled silently.

The shopkeeper was surprised, he had already released his coercion, shouldn't this junior in front of him tremble? What does this expression mean? Could it be that this person is confident?

The shopkeeper turned his head to look at the guy and said unhappily, "What's the matter?"

The guy hurriedly reported: "Just now, this person asked for a long time Danfang, but he didn't buy it, he couldn't afford it at all!"

"Are we guys telling the truth?"

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and his tone was cold.

He Ping sweated in his heart, if he didn't answer well, he would be in great trouble.

He Ping chuckled: "Haha, I just didn't have so many spirit stones on me, but I didn't say I couldn't afford them, let alone say I wouldn't buy them!"

After listening to this, the man's face changed greatly! The other party really didn't finish talking just now, because he was too anxious!

The shopkeeper's face was like frost, staring at the guy, and said word by word: "What the guest said is true?"

"Shopkeeper, this ......"

The man's face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans crawled all over his forehead.

"What do you think of the store?"

He Ping's eyes flickered, and he only heard a bang, and the man's body flew out, falling heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

The guy got up, covered his stomach, and didn't dare say a word!

The shopkeeper hugged his fist at He Ping.

"I offended a lot just now, please bear with me!"

He Ping waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

The shopkeeper put on a smiling face: "Daoyou, but there is something to sell to our store?" rest assured, today the old man is in charge, and he will give Daoyou the best price." ”

He Ping was noncommittal, took out a herb from the storage bag, and put it on the counter.

"This kind of spirit grass, I don't know if your store will buy it?"

The shopkeeper stared at the herbs tightly, and there was a frenzy in his eyes.

Ambergris! This is an almost extinct spirit grass, and the age is at least more than a thousand years! The shopkeeper stretched out his hand, quickly withdrew his hands, rubbed his palms lightly, and carefully picked up the herbs.

"Well, not bad, not bad! Your Excellency's ambergris is more than a thousand years old, and our store can produce one hundred and thirty spirit stones, I don't know what Your Excellency wants?"

He Ping smiled silently.

"The thousand-year-old elixir is generally around ninety spirit stones, ambergris grass is relatively scarce, the market price should be around one hundred and twenty spirit stones, there was a lot of offense just now, ten spirit stones are an additional increase in my store. The shopkeeper added.

"Please take a look at the vintage!"

He Ping remained silent and said lightly.

The shopkeeper was in his heart, just now He Ping looked indifferent, and put the herbs on the table at will, not even a box, he thought that the other party didn't understand herbs at all. Now that the other party said this, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Ambergris was too scarce, and he could only tell that this spiritual herb was more than a thousand years old, but he couldn't tell the specific year.

Could this little monk of the third level of Qi cultivation really be a Dan Master? The attitude of the shopkeeper was unconsciously polite.

"Hehe, it was old and abrupt just now, don't blame Daoyou. Please come and sit in a private room, and I'll ask our appraiser to come over. ”

After speaking, he led He Ping to a small house next to him.

As soon as I entered the hut, the first thing I saw was a scroll on the wall, on which an old man with white hair and white hair sat sideways on the back of a cow with a willow stick in his hand, with a leisurely expression and a distant gaze.

On the opposite side of the scroll, there is a calligraphy and painting, with four big characters of "Taoism and Nature" written on it, and the pen is strong and strong, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

In the middle of the room was a white jade round table, and four golden hollow wooden round stools were placed around the round table.

The shopkeeper politely gave up his seat: "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat!"

He Ping said a few polite words, and sat on both sides of the table with the shopkeeper.

"I haven't asked Daoist friends what to call them!"

The shopkeeper lifted the teapot, raised his wrist slightly, and a pale golden cup of tea was poured out.

"Under He Ping!"

"He Daoyou, please!"

The shopkeeper handed the teacup to He Ping.

He Ping took the spiritual tea with both hands, but didn't drink it, just put it on the table. He didn't dare drink from strangers.

The shopkeeper saw it in his eyes, but he didn't care, and continued: "I don't know where your friend is?"

"It's just a coincidence, I have practiced some simple qi cultivation methods, where is there any teacher!"

The two seem to be chatting, but in fact they have been testing each other. The shopkeeper tried to poke out some of He Ping's details from He Ping's mouth, and He Ping said haha, thinking that he didn't reveal any loopholes.

Soon after, a small, sharp-beaked old man walked in.

The shopkeeper got up and introduced: "Bai Lao, this is He Daoyou." He Daoyou, this is our treasure connoisseur Bai Lao!"

He Ping got up and hugged his fists and said, "Fortunately, fortunately!"

Bai Lao's cultivation is much higher than He Ping's, and he can't see the depth. Bai Lao said hello to He Ping, his attention had already been on the ambergris, his eyes were shining, and he refused to leave for a moment.

"Shopkeeper Wang, this is what Daoyou brought to the spirit grass?"

The shopkeeper Wang said: "Yes, please ask Bai Lao to appraise it." ”

Bai Lao nodded, picked up the ambergris in both hands, observed it carefully, and brought the ambergris to the edge of his mouth, and sniffed.

"If you want me to say, this ambergris plant should be about three thousand to four thousand years old. ”

After Bai Lao finished speaking, he looked at He Ping.

Where could He Ping see it, but he knew that the age of the legend Qingling Lay was exactly four thousand years ago, and the time was just right.

He Ping nodded and praised: "Bai Lao has good eyesight! a little more than four thousand years." ”

Boss Bai was surprised, and couldn't help but look at He Ping, his face full of shock.

He Ping remained silent, gently playing with the teacup, just knowing the year, and simply pretending to be 13, hehe.

The shopkeeper Wang said: "Since Bai Lao has finished appraising, please estimate it!"

"Judging from the decay, this ambergris grass should be worth two hundred and thirty spirit stones!

To be honest, such a price had already exceeded He Ping's expectations, he didn't expect this elixir to be so valuable. It seems that the spirit grass that was originally sold was severely pitted, and he was still being followed, which is really depressing!

"I naturally believe in Bai Lao, then two hundred and thirty spirit stones! But the king shopkeeper just give me thirty yuan, I want the Qi Gathering Dan Dan Fang. ”

"Good!"

The shopkeeper Wang was also happy, and he didn't see what he did, and after a while, the guy outside came in with two jade boxes, and handed over one jade box to He Ping, and the other to the shopkeeper Wang.

Shopkeeper Wang opened the jade box, put the ambergris grass in it, and then closed the jade box.

After doing this, the shopkeeper Wang flipped his wrist, and thirty spirit stones appeared in his hand, which were gently placed on the table and pushed to He Ping.

He Ping grabbed the spirit stone, put it in the storage bag, opened the jade box, and found that it was the Danfang he wanted.

He put the Danfang on his forehead, checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he put the Danfang away.

He Ping stood up, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for the spiritual tea of the shopkeeper Wang!

"Alas, what did He Daoyou say, we hit it off at first sight, and we talked happily, why don't you rest for a while?"

Shopkeeper Wang and Bai Lao both stood up and returned the salute with their fists.

"Next time, there's still something to do!"

"Okay, okay!"

Shopkeeper Wang's face was full of smiles, and when he said this, Shopkeeper Wang suddenly patted his head and said with a smile, "Alas, I almost forgot, I don't know if Daoyou still has such a spiritual grass, and if there is any more, our store will buy it ten percent higher than the market price!"

He Ping smiled bitterly: "Where did you have such good luck in the next place, you found this herb, and almost put your life on the line!"

"Alas, opportunities and risks coexist!"

The shopkeeper seemed to feel something.

He Ping left Qiancaotang and hurried back to his residence, but fortunately, the two were not far away, and there was no secluded place, so he did not encounter any danger.

After He Ping left, Shopkeeper Wang and Bai Lao sat down again.

The shopkeeper Wang said, "What do you think?"

"There should still be such a herb on his body, what does the shopkeeper think?"

Bai Lao exhaled softly.

"I can't say it, looking at his stingy appearance, it shouldn't be very likely!"

In this sentence, the shopkeeper Wang didn't know whether to ask himself or others.

After a pause, the shopkeeper Wang said again: "Do you want to arrange someone to check?"

"No, no!" Bai Lao hurriedly stopped.

"Could it be that Bai Lao is still afraid that the other party is a Dan Master?

The shopkeeper Wang was a little unimpressed.

"The fact that the other party bought the Danfang alone is of course not enough to explain the identity of his Dan Master!, however, this person's understanding of medicinal herbs is far better than that of the old man, what else can he explain besides the Dan Master?"

When Bai Lao was young, he had the opportunity to contact alchemy, but he didn't have enough chances, and finally failed to embark on the road of alchemy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to stay here and be a little pharmacist.

If he was able to refine the pill, why did his cultivation only build a foundation? Thinking of this, Bai Lao sighed in his heart.

Hearing Bai Lao say this, the shopkeeper Wang fell silent.

Danshi, how noble his identity in this world is.

In this world, who is too much elixir? As long as you have elixir, you are still worried that you can't improve your cultivation? It is the spiritual root of garbage, under the accumulation of elixir, it will also advance by leaps and bounds, I dare not say that it will definitely be a golden pill, at least it will be no problem to build a foundation to complete, right?

Thinking that he Wang Hujin had spent more than 60 years in vain, hadn't he only reached the beginning of building the foundation? Needless to say, the foundation building was complete, and the later stage of foundation building was hopeless in this life.

I don't know what Bai Lao thinks, but it's probably similar to him.

Putting aside cultivation, which Dan master is not extremely well-connected?

Offending a Dan Master is equivalent to offending a group of monks in the open and in the dark, even if it is an extremely inconspicuous little Dan Master, it should not be underestimated.

In fact, this is not the key, the key is that Danshi is extremely difficult to cultivate, and almost every Danshi has a large force behind him, which is the reason why there are very few Danshi.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper shook his head and forcibly suppressed the greed in his heart. Together with Bai Lao, while drinking spiritual tea, he talked about the sect's recruitment of disciples.

He Ping returned to his residence and finally put his mind at ease, completely unaware that he had escaped a catastrophe because of his small pretending to be 13.