Ye Chen was on the streets of Xiancheng, wandering around the stalls, listening to various price prices.

At present, only the Refining Pavilion, Alchemy Pavilion, Medicine Garden, and Beast Pen are available in his Immortal Mansion, so the range of industries that can be used to make money is also limited to these four aspects. The refining weapon has been eliminated, and Xiaoqing's refining level is still low, and he will not be able to earn many spirit stones by refining the weapon for at least a few months.

The only things left are to plant elixirs, alchemy, and raise spirit beasts.

"Boss, what is the price of this black reishi?"

Ye Chen saw a stall specializing in spiritual herbs, there were dozens of spiritual herbs, and he couldn't help but stop and ask the price.

"This is a twenty-year-old black lingzhi, which belongs to the first-order elixir, and sells five spirit stones for one plant. If you want to buy more, I can make it cheaper. The elixirs I have here are all purchased from the Wang family, and the Wang family's medicine field is famous in our immortal city, and the goods produced are all first-class. ”

The middle-aged vendor said enthusiastically.

"Then, how much is this Ganoderma lucidum seed?"

Ye Chen's gaze fell on the black lingzhi seeds on the side, and the seeds were actually spores.

"This kind of seed is cheap, ten grains a spirit stone. However, there must be a spiritual field to plant, and the growth period is long, and it is useless for ordinary people to buy seeds. The high-grade spiritual fields and medicine gardens in the area around this immortal city are all occupied by many great cultivation immortal families, and there is no spiritual field to plant. There are also a few immortal cultivators who plant in front of the door and behind the house, but the harvest is not good. ”

The middle-aged vendor glanced at Ye Chen and said with a smile, "Little brother looks like he should be a newcomer to Xiancheng, it's best not to fight the idea of growing his own elixir." It takes at least decades to grow elixir, and everyone is run by the family for generations, and the predecessors plant it and the younger generations harvest it. Little brother, you are growing elixir now, I'm afraid you have to use it with your children and grandchildren, and if you want to refine the elixir, it is better to buy a ready-made elixir. ”

"Plant it in my own house and take a look, I don't know how to make alchemy, just want to be fresh! I only buy one seed of black lingzhi, and buy one with crushed spirit stones, okay?"

Ye Chen smiled.

He inquired about the price of the elixir and the seed, and pondered in his heart that there was a nearly fifty-fold difference between the elixir and the seed. The medicine garden in his immortal mansion grows medicines, and the growth rate is very fast, and it doesn't take much effort to harvest.

Buy a seed and go back and try it, and if possible, more.

"It's not easy to buy one! It's not good to calculate the price, and the broken spirit stone is not easy to use. ”

The middle-aged vendor was suddenly in a dilemma.

"I'll give you a little more spirit stone!"

Ye Chen took out the only spirit stone he had left, broke it, and handed over about two-thirds of a spirit stone to the vendor, and kept the remaining spirit stone for himself.

"It's done!"

The little vendor saw that the broken spirit stone in his hand was two-thirds of a complete spirit stone, and took advantage of it, so he didn't say anything more. Such broken spirit stones are difficult to price and cannot be circulated in the market. However, immortal cultivators will use spirit stones to replenish mana, and it is still somewhat useful to keep broken spirit stones for their own use.

Ye Chen harvested a seed of black lingzhi. As for the broken spirit stone left, it is going to increase the field power of the Immortal Mansion and grow black Lingzhi.

After Ye Chen bought a seed, he continued to walk along the street stalls to see the spirit pill and the prices of various spirit beasts

"What should I buy? Spirit pills, spell secrets, spirit swords, spirit armor, and spirit beast mounts for cultivation! Find a bargain and buy them all back. ”

Zheng Zhicheng sent away **, carrying a spirit stone bag, walking on the streets of Xiancheng, excited, and a little eager to buy something. After more than a month of poverty in this immortal city, I only earned one spirit stone a month, and today I suddenly had an extra thousand spirit stones, this feeling of getting rich overnight and buying whatever I want is really cool.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhicheng's gaze twitched slightly.

He saw a very familiar, hateful figure in the crowd in front of him. In the martial country Heishuiyuan, he ruined his good deeds, and the little martial artist who broke his right arm, this revenge should also be avenged! He is a dignified immortal cultivator, can he still endure a little martial artist!

It is forbidden to fight in the Heavenly Mist Immortal Rim City.

Fighting is forbidden among immortal cultivators, and martial arts are forbidden between martial artists.

When a ban is violated, the consequences are often severe. The lightest is a warning. If one of them is injured, they will be expelled from the fairy city and never re-entered. If a person dies, he is arrested and punished with a heavy sentence.

But there is an exception, if there is a conflict between a martial artist and an immortal cultivator, then the immortal cultivator kills the martial artist in a fit of rage, and at most he will be punished with a spirit stone depending on the situation, and will not be expelled or wanted or other severe punishments. In the Immortal City, the dignity of an immortal cultivator is not tolerated by a martial artist in the slightest, and every martial artist does not dare to provoke an immortal cultivator.

Zheng Zhicheng thinks about revenge day and night, and he has long understood the rules of Xiancheng. When he first broke through the immortal cultivator, he wanted to take revenge, but he couldn't find Ye Chen's person.

"Ye Chen~!"

Zheng Zhicheng shouted angrily, pressed his left hand on the hilt of the sword, and strode forward. He doesn't care how many spirit stones he will be punished now, he will avenge the blood revenge first.

Ye Chen was looking at the stalls on the ground, when he suddenly felt a murderous aura with strong hostility sweeping over him, and he couldn't help but look back suddenly.

"Zheng Zhicheng!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and then, he couldn't help but be surprised when he noticed Zheng Zhicheng's divine sense fluctuations. Although he had no intention of killing people in the city, his right hand was pressed against the hilt of the sword, ready to prevent accidents.

"You have become an immortal cultivator!How is this possible, how can you be a little martial artist, how can you break through the first layer of the Qi Refining Period?!"

Zheng Zhicheng also discovered Ye Chen's divine sense fluctuations, and was taken aback, and immediately stopped his steps five zhang away from Ye Chen, seeing that the sword he was about to pull out was stunned and couldn't pull it out. If it was a martial artist, it would not be too late for him to kill him, and he would admit it if he was punished with a large sum of spirit stones. But for immortal cultivators, the situation is completely different. ** Repeatedly told me not to do anything in the city, not to cause trouble and ruin my future.

"Your defeated generals can break through the realm of the Qi Refining Period, why can't I!"

Ye Chen sneered.

A squad of Xiancheng guards was passing through this street, staring at Zheng Zhicheng and Ye Chen, who were full of murderous aura, full of warnings, before leaving. As long as there is no fighting, the guards will not have the strength to meddle in the affairs between immortal cultivators.

Zheng Zhicheng frowned, and his left hand no longer held the hilt of the sword.

"You don't look at your background, just a small civilian, lucky enough to mix up a little famous in the Beilu Academy, and also worthy of cultivating immortals in the Heavenly Mist Immortal Yuan City! With me for a day, this Immortal City will definitely not have your future! I think you better get out of the Immortal City as soon as possible, and maybe there is a chance to save a small life!"

Zheng Zhicheng sneered.

Ye Chen knew that he couldn't fight, and he couldn't fight a result, so he didn't have the time to pay attention to Zheng Zhicheng, he didn't bother to scold, turned around and left. He still has things to do, to understand the market of the pill in Fang City, but he doesn't have so much time to waste on fighting and scolding.

"Boss, how can this bottle of low-grade Qi Pills be sold, how many spirit stones?"

Ye Chen saw a bottle of elixir on the stall, and couldn't help but ask the vendor.

"One spirit stone at a time, this bottle of thirty spirit stones! Little brother do you want to take a bottle?"

The vendor laughed.

Syllable!

Zheng Zhicheng walked over unhurriedly and threw thirty spirit stones on the stall.

"Boss, this is thirty spirit stones, I want this bottle of spirit pill! He is just a poor ghost from a small place, how many spirit stones can he earn a month? Look at his poor sour appearance in a coarse cloth shirt, where is there a spirit stone on his body to buy a spirit pill!"

Zheng Zhicheng dropped the spirit stone, picked up the bottle of spirit pill, felt very happy in his heart, and sneered, "Go back to the martial country as soon as possible and stay." ”

Ye Chen heard a sneering voice behind him, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

Endure!

I don't have a spirit stone in my pocket, and I can't have a seizure if I want to.

Ye Chen endured this breath and turned around and walked towards other stalls.

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