In the Valley of Thousand Medicines, looking for elixirs and counter-robbery, time flies faster than cultivation.

Over the past month, the number of storage bags in their hands has increased to seven, and with the addition of the previous ones, each of them now has four low-level storage bags in their hands.

They had already walked to the middle of the valley, and they had found quite a few first-order spirit grasses. When He Zheng first saw that he was going to go further in, he was about to reach the place where the demon beasts were entrenched, so he decided to go back and go to Fulong City to sell his things before making plans.

The trip out of the valley was very smooth, and along the way, I only met a team of fourth- and fifth-level Qi refining monks who were traveling with four people.

These mid-stage qi refining did not dare to step forward to cause trouble, and He Zhengchu was not interested in robbery, nodding to each other was regarded as a friendly greeting, and then they distanced themselves and did not interfere with each other.

These days, after several fights, He Miaomiao felt that his needle coagulation technique had made a qualitative leap.

In the past, although there were dozens of fine needles she condensed, the power of each one was not strong.

The last time she was able to kill the late stage of Qi refining, it was also because he was seriously injured by He Zhengchu and trapped his feet by He Quanling, so she was able to use all her strength to condense nearly a hundred fine needles and drill into his sea of knowledge to detonate.

Through the later fighting methods, she found that if she first converted all the spiritual power into gold in her body, and then attacked with the needle condensation technique, the power would become several times greater. Although the number has not increased due to the limitation of cultivation, each thin needle is more condensed.

Her divine sense has also been tempered in the battle of life and death, and now her reaction is much more agile, coupled with her unusual spiritual sense, she has hardly been seriously injured in the past month.

It's just that on two occasions, he was affected by He Zhengchu and other high-level Qi refining cultivators, which caused a lot of minor injuries on his body.

There were almost no pills in the storage bags they snatched, and even if there were medicine bottles, they were all empty.

This made He Miaomiao deeply realize that the scattered cultivation is really too miserable, too poor, and too sad!

The injury was all recovered by meditation, and even the magic weapon could not be used if the qi refining was perfect, and the black-clothed monk finally got a strange fire with great luck, and happily came out to rob, but she was inexplicably killed and robbed!

They robbed so many monks against them, and they only robbed less than fifty spirit stones in total, and they didn't know how those monks survived.

In addition to these spirit stones, they had harvested a lot of spirit grass this month.

Although they are all first-order lower grades, with the inventory obtained from the anti-robbery, the amount is very considerable, and everyone has a storage bag full of them.

However, unlike He Miaomiao's imagination, no matter how good these spirit grasses are, they can't be sold for a good price when they return to Fulong City.

Because they didn't have a special wooden box and jade box with spirit grass on their bodies, they threw it directly into the storage bag and mixed it, and when they returned to the city, they would have mixed medicinal properties, so they could only sell it at a low price.

After He Miaomiao found out, she looked at the sky speechless for a long time before dispelling the idea of making a fortune again.

This time, I can buy a few bottles of Bigu Dan and stop gnawing grass, which is already a blessing.

This month, I didn't even find the spirit fruit tree, and I relied on He Zhengchu to find some chewable spirit grass to fill my stomach every day, although there was no soil after cleaning, but the earthy smell was still unacceptable, and she was going crazy to eat.

Now when I think of the tasteless Bigu Dan, I feel that it is a rare treasure in the world.

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Back in Fulong City, He Zhengchu went straight to a shop called Danxia Pavilion and didn't delay outside for a moment.

When he was on the road, he explained it to He Miaomiao and the others once.

It is not easy to earn spirit stones by casual cultivation, Fulong City is in chaos, and they are new to this place, without any power background. If you set up a stall rashly or hang out outside, it is easy to be plotted.

Those who can set up shops in Xiuxian City are either strong or have a deep background. Although the purchase price is not as good as the price you shout, after all, it is safe and secure, and you will not be forced to buy and sell.

Eighty or ninety percent of the pills sold in Danxia Pavilion are related to pills, not to mention spiritual plants and the like, and there are even a small number of Danding and Danhuo talismans, which are rare in small cities.

When the three of them entered the lobby, they saw an old man who had perfected qi refining coming out of the inner room, smiling kindly, and saluting He Zhengchu before saying, "Do you want to buy pills or trade spirit plants?"

"We have come back from the Valley of Thousand Medicines, and there are some spirit plants that we want to deal with, and we ask the steward to take charge of them. He Zhengchu asked the two to take off the storage bag, put it together and handed it to the steward.

The steward looked into it and saw that the three storage bags were about to be filled, and the cultivation of these people was not high, but their strength was good. The grade of the spirit grass in the Thousand Medicine Valley is not high, but there are many Qi refining stage cultivators who collect medicine and rob, and it is impossible to bring back so many things alive without ability.

However, he could also see that they didn't even have a box, so they were scattered and pretended, they must be not worth a lot and urgently needed spirit stones, but they could suppress the price a little.

"Three people sit inside. The steward smiled undiminishedly, stretched out his hand and motioned for them to sit down at the low table placed inside, and then said to He Zhengchu:

"These spirit grasses are in acceptable condition, and there are quite a few of them. But Taoist friends also know that such mixing will have an impact on alchemy, so the price... I'm afraid I can only give this number. ”

He stretched out his right palm and compared his five fingers, He Zhengchu's face remained unchanged, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If these three bags of spirit grass are not mixed, they will be sold for at least two thousand spirit stones, even if they are mixed for a month, if they are taken elsewhere, they can still be sold for one thousand two or three. But as soon as this steward came, he shouted the price of 500 spirit stones, and this price was cut down, and it was simply a death pit.

But he didn't show it well on his face, after all, there was an owner behind him who didn't know what the cultivation background was, so he had to bow his head.

"Isn't this too small number of Daoists? We try our best to place these spirit herbs according to their medicinal properties, so that they don't mix so badly. ”

The steward naturally understands in his heart, but after all, he is a businessman, and these people are obviously in urgent need of spirit stones, so if they don't come up, they will cut them hard, how can they buy them at a low price?

Seeing that He Zhengchu's attitude was calm, he was also a little more serious, after all, although the angry monk was terrifying, the monk who could hold back his anger was worth being more careful.

"My Taoist friend is also a newcomer to Fulong City, maybe I will have to experience here, I also want to make a good fate, eight hundred spirit stones, what do you think?"

The steward's attitude has obviously softened, and He Zhengchu will not let go of the opportunity to raise prices.

"We are indeed ready to stay here permanently, and we will also go to the Thousand Medicine Valley from time to time to experience, and we will not bother the steward at that time, if the price can be raised more this time, I guarantee that the spirit grass received in the future will be traded in our store." ”

The steward was also relieved at this time, he refused to raise the price too much just now, and he was also worried that they would leave when they sold out, and since he got the answer he wanted, he no longer tried it.

"A thousand spirit stones, please take care of you in the future!"

He Miaomiao saw that they had lost both money and goods, and secretly rejoiced in her heart, this time she finally didn't have to gnaw grass and eat soil.