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picked up the leak here in Li Laosan, and by the way, avenged the revenge of being teased by the other party in his previous life without the other party's knowledge, Yang Junshan felt a little relaxed.

However, after wandering around the grass market stalls, there was nothing that caught his eye, not that there was nothing worth buying for him to plan for the future, but because Yang Junshan had not many stone coins on his body at this time.

The pocket stone coins he has saved over the years, a jade coin that Yang Tiangang awarded him, plus more than 100 stone coins collected from Zhang Huzi and others, a total of only more than 300, just used up a little more than half of them at once, and now Yang Junshan only has one hundred and thirty or forty stone coins left, and he has to carefully calculate and buy some urgently needed things on Baique Mountain.

In a blacksmith shop in the town, he bought two pots of sixty iron feather arrows, which were made of black iron throughout, and the arrows were made of stainless steel, and with a strong bow, even the skin of the high-ranking beast could be shot through at a suitable distance.

In his previous life, Yang Junshan also used to buy iron feather arrows here, but because he was blackmailed by Li Laosan before and the stone coins on his body were not as good as now, he finally only bought a pot of thirty arrows, and he ran out of them soon after entering Baique Mountain.

Now that Yang Junshan has not only bought an extra pot, but his archery skills have improved greatly compared to his previous life, and he has more experience in hunting, so he will naturally not fall into the same predicament as in his previous life.

These sixty iron feather arrows cost Yang Junshan a hundred stone coins, this is still the blacksmith to see him a child to buy things, when asking the adults of his family, Yang Junshan deliberately leaked the discount obtained by the name of his father Yang Tiangang, in this wasteland town, Yang Junshan's father's name is still quite a bit of deterrent.

With these sixty iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan's trip to Baique Mountain was a little more secure, but in this way, the stone mulberry wood bow that Yang Tiangang had just given him seemed a little soft.

In fact, after practicing Mangniu Boxing this morning, Yang Junshan had already felt that his strength had increased greatly, and then when he practiced archery with a mulberry bow, this feeling was even more obvious, and he shot a pot of feather arrows in one go, with almost no pause in between.

A good bow is worth a lot of money, even much more expensive than a hundred refining weapons, but now Yang Junshan doesn't have a few stone coins on him, let alone a good bow, even a mulberry bow can't afford it.

However, Yang Junshan knew that his father Yang Tiangang should have a good bow in his hand, which was said to be used by Yang Tiangang when he was young, and he didn't know if he could pull it away.

After buying two pots of iron feather arrows, there were only more than thirty stone coins left on Yang Junshan's body, and he unconsciously reached out and touched the red rust rough stone on his chest, but unfortunately this treasure is useless now.

After saving all these years of pocket money, I almost spent a fine amount in one day, thinking about what else I could buy with these more than 30 stone coins, and I saw the spiritual grass shop next to the grass market.

Such shops usually also sell some medicinal patches, which are used to heal injuries and diseases, but most of them are made of low-level spiritual herbs with ordinary herbs, and they still have some effect on the monks at the beginning of the mortal realm, and when they reach the high level of the mortal realm, the monks have laid the immortal root to be able to perform immortal arts, if there are any more injuries and diseases, it is not that these medicinal patches can be treated, and what the monks need at that time is the elixir.

However, for a monk like Yang Junshan who had not even completed the summoning of immortal spirits at the first level of the mortal realm, the medicinal patches made of a mixture of spirit grass and ordinary herbs in this spirit grass shop to treat bruises were enough.

Thirty-five stone coins, again looking at the face of him as a child and the little pack horse beast outside the shop, the shopkeeper of the Lingcao shop gave him four pieces of trauma medicine with ten stone coins.

Putting the medicine sticker in the package on the back of the little pack beast, Yang Junshan patted the shriveled money bag on his chest, and finally there was no stone coin left on his body.

Looking at the sky, it seemed that the father would not come out of the town office, Yang Junshan was a little bored and walked around the grass market, while casually looking at the items placed on the stalls on both sides of the market, while walking towards the direction where the town government office was located.

The place where the town government office is located is naturally the center of Wasteland Town, because it is usually the gathering place of the masters of the martial arts realm in the wasteland town, so whenever there is a grass market, there are very few people who set up stalls near the public office.

However, those who really dare to set up a stall near the public office are naturally also merchants who are quite confident in their own things, so the real lively place of the grass market is not near the public office, but the best things in the grass market are definitely here in the public office.

At this time, Yang Junshan squatted in front of a paving that placed a ** exquisite wooden box, looking at the pills contained in the wooden box and salivating, not only Yang Junshan, but also other people passing by this paving often stop and stay, looking at the pills contained in the wooden boxes on the paving with greed.

This paving belonged to a black-clothed monk with a cold and arrogant face, and since Yang Junshan was squatting here, this cold-looking monk had been sitting there with his eyes slightly closed and motionless, and it was obvious that this cold-faced monk was extremely confident in his own things, and ignored the inquiries of those who tried to bargain.

However, in Yang Junshan's opinion, the pills sold by this Leng Jun monk could only be regarded as pills at best, not spiritual pills, and the people who made these pills were only at the level of a pill maker at most, which was still a step behind the real alchemist.

Originally, Yang Junshan thought that the cold monk in front of him should give people the feeling that he should be the refiner of these pills, but after seeing the pills contained in the wooden box, Yang Junshan dispelled his previous thoughts, and the owner of the pills sold in front of him obviously wanted people to mistake him for a pill master and deliberately put on an indifferent expression to raise his value.

Although these pills are only at the level of medicinal pills, they are made by kneading the medicinal mud after the spirit grass has been boiled by secret methods, but compared to the medicinal patches made of mixed spirit grass and ordinary medicinal herbs, several of these pills are just right for a monk like Yang Junshan who has just entered the mortal realm.

The box of pills that Yang Junshan is paying attention to now is the Spiritual Pills that the cultivators who have just started cultivating can use, and this kind of pill is quite helpful to Yang Junshan's cultivation.

Is that the price,......

The price marked by the Leng Ao monk on this box of Evoking Spirit Pill was actually five jade coins!

Five jade coins, Yang Junshan felt that the roots of his teeth hurt when he looked at the price, this is just an ordinary medicine pill, and a box of spirit calling pills is only worth three jade coins at most, but many spirit cultivators in this deserted town may not even see a few pills on weekdays, and this cold and arrogant monk is also clear that he has no fear.

Despite this, Yang Junshan still looked at the ten spirit summoning pills in the wooden box in front of him with some reluctance.

The arrogant monk looked at the young man who was squatting in front of the stall with a slight tease of ridicule.

If it were someone else, the Leng Ao Monk would have already coldly reprimanded him and ordered him to leave, but after seeing the little pack horse beast behind the young man, and then thinking of the town government office near this place, the Leng Ao Monk was determined to wait.

Looking at the appearance of this young man, it is obvious that he is extremely eager for his own elixir, and each box of elixir here is several jade coins, and the young man obviously does not have such financial resources, but judging from the little pack horse beast led behind him, the adults of this young man's family must not be underestimated, and then thinking of the nearby town office, Leng Ao Monk concluded that the adult of this young man must be a master of the martial arts realm, and he is in the town government at this time.

These pills were naturally a luxury for ordinary spiritual cultivators, but if they were masters of the Martial Arts Realm, they might not be able to afford a few jade coins.

In fact, this cold and arrogant monk guessed half right, Yang Junshan was indeed waiting for his father to come out at this time, and he did want to buy this box of spirit elixir, although the price of this box of spirit pill was obviously inflated, but what Yang Junshan really wanted to buy at this time was just the three pills in this box of spirit elixir.

In his previous life, Yang Junshan had studied alchemy medicine for a period of time, and he had also made several ordinary medicinal pills with his own hands to communicate with people, and he could barely be regarded as half a pill maker, and this elixir was also the elixir he had made.

Therefore, Yang Junshan also had a good understanding of the elixir, and because of this, when he saw the box of elixir in front of him, he was convinced that the arrogant monk in front of him was definitely not a pill maker, because it was impossible for a pill maker to tell that three of the ten pills in the wooden box were not the kind of pills made from the medicinal mud after the spirit grass had been boiled, but the real elixir refined by the alchemist!

These three elixirs may be because of the problem of refining techniques, which are very similar to the low-level pills such as the Summoning Spirit Pill, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Junshan was a pill maker in his previous life, and he had also worked the pills together, I am afraid that they would not be able to distinguish the two so lightly.

The gate of the town official office opened, and the martial arts realm monk of Wasteland Town began to 66 continue to walk out of it, and a light flashed slightly in the eyes of the cold and proud monk, because he saw a burly monk who was also holding a pack horse beast, and his face was three points similar to the young man in front of him, and the discerning person knew the relationship between the two at a glance.

Sure enough, after seeing the burly monk appear, the young man in front of him hurriedly stood up and waved to him with excitement on his face, and the joy on the face of the cold and proud monk was even greater.

Yang Tiangang frowned when he saw Yang Junshan standing next to a stall selling pills, he had already noticed this stall before going to the town office, the price of the pills sold on it was undoubtedly much higher than the actual price, and these pills were not of much use to the martial arts realm cultivators, so Yang Tiangang had no intention of buying them.

"Dad, I want to buy a box of elixir!"

Compared to Yang Junshan's intention to buy the elixir, Yang Tiangang was even more surprised that he actually recognized the elixir of the elixir, but after looking at the person who sold the elixir, Yang Tiangang naturally decided that this person had informed Yang Junshan, and even once made a statement to trick Yang Junshan into buying his elixir.

Yang Tiangang looked at the pill in the wooden box, the price of five jade coins was too high, and even his cultivation in the martial arts realm felt that it was not worth it.

However, thinking that his son was going to Baique Mountain in two days, Yang Tiangang's heart softened for no reason, and he looked at the black-clothed monk in front of him, Yang Tiangang frowned slightly and said, "It's tall!"