Song Li thought to himself, I'll just wait for you, I didn't ask you, you took the initiative to send it. But on the surface, he still had to act, and frowned: "What's the use of those scraps I want?"

"Son, I don't collect money from you anyway, right? You should pity me, this wind and sun, you know that in our business, you may not be able to meet a buyer if you keep it for ten days and a half, so let me make some money and go back to support my family, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, and the whole family is waiting for rice to get out of the pot......" The stall owner almost hugged Song Li's thigh and begged.

"Okay, for the sake of you working so hard to be pitiful with me, I'll give you 180,000, who made me soft-hearted. Song Li smiled faintly, pointed to the two piles of wood and the pile of black thousand-year-old agarwood, and ordered, "Wrap all these woods for me." He took out a stack of 10,000 gold bills from his pocket, took out eighteen and handed them to the stall owner, and then took the three bags of wood from the stall owner.

The stall owner took the golden ticket, counted the number of tickets, and then carefully identified it, and found that the golden ticket was indeed opened by the most authoritative money bank in the Holy Lion Empire, which was used throughout the country, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart Who is this son, it is really difficult to entangle, and he almost lost all his money. It took a long time to earn a few thousand gold coins, and this business is really difficult to do. That's how unlucky it is to meet connoisseurs.

If he knew that the pile of ugly wood that he regarded as an add-on buy one get one free was a priceless treasure like a thousand-year-old agarwood, he didn't know if he would vomit three liters of blood and regret his death! The key is that people didn't open their mouths at all, and he sent them out in a hurry. This makes people feel even more aggrieved.

"Son, let's go, come back next time. "The transaction was successful, and the stall owner was smiling, but he thought that you had better not come next time, if there are more of you, I will have to drink the northwest wind."

The old man had been watching Song Li and the stall owner fight wits and courage with cold eyes, and saw that this little guy was not only talented, but also able to derive flames from his body, and his brain was also very good. He obviously recognized the thousand-year-old agarwood, and he was able to do it quietly, playing a beautiful hand of wanting to catch the old man, and even the shrewd stall owner was deceived by him, and he didn't say a word at all, and rushed to send the thousand-year-old agarwood to him as an additive. The old man asked himself, even if he came to do this, it would not be possible to do it more beautifully.

Although the old man is not amazing, his identity and background can be scared to death. As an old monster at the peak of the Jindan period, no matter where he goes to the mainland, it is enough to run amok. The reason why he hid in the market and pretended to be a stall owner was not because of a game of life, but because he came with a purpose.

His realm at the peak of the Jindan period has been stagnant for nearly a hundred years, and he has not been able to make a breakthrough for a long time, and there are still about ten years to go, and his longevity is about to end, if he can't break through the Jindan period in these ten years, and advance to the Yuan infant stage, his life will basically be over. All the king's heroic figures, the dreams of feathering and ascending, all turned into ashes. This is the most cruel ending for a great master who has worked hard for hundreds of years.

Of course, he refused to just let himself sit and wait for death, during which he spent countless manpower and material resources, paid a heavy price, and got a lot of elixirs, including Saint-rank pills, but these pills always failed to help him successfully break through. A friend of his Dan Master told him that there was an elixir called the Seven Star Saint Yuan Dan, and if it could really be successfully refined, there should be no problem in advancing from the peak of the Golden Pill to the Yuan Infant Stage after taking it. Therefore, he did everything possible to find the Dan Spectrum of the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Dan, and exhausted his efforts for decades to collect dozens of medicinal materials according to the Dan Spectrum, wanting to refine this immortal Qi Dan! According to the Dan Spectrum, the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Pill belongs to the Saint-level pill, and if the refining is successful, from the peak of the Jindan stage to the Yuan Infant Stage, the success rate can reach seventy percent! This is already a very high probability. However, the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Pill is not so easy to refine, although it is only a low-grade Saint Rank, but the person who can refine this pill is at least a Saint Pill Grandmaster. In the entire continent, how many Saint Pill Grandmasters can there be? Moreover, the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Pill is not quite the same as an ordinary Saint Rank Lower Grade Pill, and the success rate of refining it at the same time is extremely low. The point is that the requirements for the alchemist's fire control ability are too high, and the requirements for the subtle operation of the flame are simply to the level of perversion, as long as there is the slightest difference, the result will be a thousand miles wrong. Even a Saint Dan Grandmaster would have a hard time meeting this requirement. Only the Heavenly Pill Grandmaster who has mastered the infinite changes of the flame can have this ability! The infinite change of the flame is the most mysterious mystery between heaven and earth, if it were not for the immortal genius with great wisdom and great luck and extraordinary talent, who would dare to say that he could master this supreme rule? Looking at the entire continent, the number of Saint Dan Grandmasters is already only a handful, where can he go to find the Tiandan Grandmaster? For Dan masters, the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Dan is simply a divine pill that can only be thought about and cannot be touched. I know it's extremely powerful, but it's in vain if you don't have the ability to refine it.

This old man himself is not a Dan Master, so he can only hope for others. He spent three years searching the continent, but he couldn't find a suitable candidate. However, all the monks who can cultivate to the peak of the Jindan stage are all characters with great perseverance and tenacity, and they will definitely not give up easily. A few days ago, he wandered around the market, and found that there was a thousand-year-old agarwood among the stall owner's goods, although this old man was not a Danshi, but he had lived for hundreds of years, and he had seen and heard a wide range of natural things, and recognized that the pile of black and ugly wood was a thousand-year-old agarwood.

Originally, I wanted to buy it, but after thinking about it, I changed my mind, there are alchemists here every day, if I accidentally meet a hidden alchemy master and recognize the thousand-year-old agarwood, then his long-cherished wish is not expected to be fulfilled? So the old man got a little wood, rented a stall next to the stall owner, and pretended to be a stall owner here. In fact, his original intention was to use other people's thousand-year-old agarwood to fish, maybe he could catch a real alchemy master? Although he knew that the hope of meeting an alchemy master in such a place was extremely slim, after all, the Holy Lion City was such a big place, and he knew how many alchemy masters there were. But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will give it a try. How can you give up until the last minute?

This was originally the old man's helpless move close to despair, but he didn't expect that the hard work would pay off, and he was really waiting for such a person.

When Song Li revealed the ability to derive flames from the body of his hand, the old man felt his heart begin to beat wildly. The most difficult part of refining the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Pill lies in the subtle and complex control of the flames, which is the reason why the Seven Star Saint Yuan Pill is on the list of the ten most difficult pills to refine in the alchemy world, and it is also the reason why many alchemists talk about it. But for a person whose body can derive flames, the flames have already merged with him, and if they are controlled, will there be any difficulty? The old man seems to be a person who is about to drown, and he is about to despair when he sees it, even if there is a straw floating in front of him, he has to hold on tightly. What's more, the magical skills shown by Song Li are definitely not as simple as straw.

The old man deduced that with this young man's familiarity with wood, he was ninety percent likely to be an alchemist, and he was also a not a simple alchemist. After all, the thousand-year-old agarwood is a very rare wood, which is not recognized by ordinary people. Therefore, the old man used the six senses at the peak of the Jindan period to investigate the medicinal materials purchased by Song Li, and with his knowledge, he could naturally distinguish that these medicinal materials were all the materials needed to refine the mid-grade pills of the prefecture level, one of which was Zhuji Dan, and the other pill he had never heard of.

Obediently, this little guy looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, right? This can refine a mid-grade pill at the ground level? That means that he is a high-level alchemist. A high-level alchemist of this age is definitely a rare wonder in two hundred years! But thinking of Song Li's magical ability to derive flames from his body, he felt that everything was reasonable.

The saddest level for an alchemist is the flame control, and this most difficult level is the easiest for this little guy, as long as someone teaches him carefully, his growth rate will definitely be much faster than most of the Dan masters!

There is hope, this time there is really hope!

Although Song Li's current level is still very low and he can't refine the Seven-Star Saint Yuan Pill, the old man still has ten years to wait for him to grow. With his fire control talent, it is not impossible for him to grow into a Saint Dan Grandmaster within ten years, and at that time, he will be able to get his long-cherished wish fulfilled!

The old man knew that in the cultivation world, it was very common for high-level cultivators to attack and kill low-level cultivators because of their interests, and it was even normal to kill people without saying a word. The path of cultivation is long and arduous, and many people fall on the path of seeking at the beginning. Some had limited talent and could not break through, and some were attacked and killed by high-ranking monks. The so-called leftover is king, and there are only a few who can survive after all.

This young man was born with a vision and has such a magical ability, he may be fine when he meets ordinary people, but when he encounters a master of the Jindan stage like him, the energy fluctuations in his body will be nowhere to hide. If you encounter a high-ranking monk with a bad mind, you may be able to attack him on the spot. For the old man, the life of this young man is related to his life, so during these ten years, he must protect this young man to live safely, whoever wants to touch this little guy is equivalent to his life! Whoever wants his life, he will fight to the death with whom!

If Song Li knew that he had inadvertently found a master bodyguard at the peak of the Jindan period, he didn't know what he would be happy about. The old monster at the peak of the Jindan period, although it can't be called the top of the pyramid on this continent, is also a relatively awesome existence! At least it can walk sideways in the Holy Lion City!

Song Li quietly put the three bags of wood into his back pocket, but his heart blossomed. Grandma drops, it didn't take a penny to find such a good product as a thousand-year-old agarwood, why is Brother Song's character so good.

When he turned around and was about to leave, he found the old man who had been sleeping a long time ago sitting on a plantain leaf, staring at him with a pair of eyes that were sober and white.

When the old man was awake, he looked much more pleasing to the eye than when he was asleep, and when he sat there, he naturally exuded a majesty, although he was a little sloppy, but it was difficult to hide the dignified air between his eyebrows. Song Li suddenly had a good impression of this strange old man.

He smiled and nodded at the old man, as if to say hello.