"What level are the demon pills you have here?" Lin San asked lightly.

"Oh, there's all sorts of ranks. Bazi laughed nonsense: "May I ask what level of demon pill do you want to buy?"

Lin San's eyes narrowed: "The tone is not small, then let me ask you, do you have the demon pill of the Yuan Infant Stage Demon Beast here?"

"Yes!" Mustache nodded.

"Uh, really?" Lin San's eyes widened suddenly, he had just asked casually, but he didn't expect that there was really one here.

"Of course, this store has been open here for more than ten years, and it has always been the first reputation and has never deceived customers. Bazi Hu laughed.

Lin San chirped: "Then how many Yuan Infant Stage Demon Pills do you have here?"

Mustache held out a finger.

Lin San's pupils shrank suddenly: "One hundred!"

Bazihu shook his head: "It's too much." ”

Lin San frowned: "Ten?"

The mustache still shook his head.

Lin San's face sank: "It won't be one." ”

This time, Bazihu didn't shake his head again: "That's right, this store has a Yuan Infant Demon Pill." ”

Lin San grinned: "I heard you blow it just now, and I thought you had how many Yuan Infant Demon Pills you had here, and there was only one after a long time." ”

Bazi Hu smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist, the Yuan Infant Demon Beast is not so easy to kill, even the existing Yuan Infant Demon Pill in our store was also obtained by chance......"

"Okay, just one...... Lin San waved his hand: "There should be a lot of Jindan Demon Pills, right?"

"There are more demon pills in the Jindan period, about three hundred. The mustache nodded.

Lin San's eyes lit up: "I want it!"

"You want it?" The eight-character beard glanced Lin San up and down: "I don't know what you are doing with so many demon pills?"

"I'm useful, you quickly bring the demon pill, including the Yuan Infant Demon Pill. Lin San said impatiently.

Bazi Hu frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, a small immortal cultivator in the early stage of Jindan dared to be rude to himself, hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you are a customer, I would definitely want you to look good.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get the demon pill!" Seeing the eight-character beard standing still, Lin San's face suddenly sank.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, I'll go get it. The mustache turned around and walked into the counter, fumbled around the corner of the counter for a while, and then took out two boxes, one large and one small, one red and one black.

Lin San couldn't help but sweep towards the two boxes with his divine sense: "Huh, these two boxes can actually block my divine sense?"

Bazi Hu smiled: "These two boxes are made of fine purple nan wood, and purple nan wood can naturally block the divine consciousness of immortal cultivators." As he spoke, Bazihu put the two boxes on the table, knocked lightly, and the lids of the two boxes were easily opened, and a pungent fishy smell suddenly filled the air, and there was a bunch of colorful demon pills in the big box, which were not small, and there was a blue demon pill in the small box, which was larger, the size of two fists.

Lin San picked up the blue demon pill in the small box and looked at it carefully: "Yes, it is indeed the demon pill of the Yuan Infant Demon Beast." Lin San put down the blue demon pill and inspected the pile of demon pills in the big box, a total of three hundred and one, all of them were Jindan stage demon pills.

"Bang!" The mustache casually closed the two lids and smiled slightly: "The goods are good, right?"

Lin San nodded: "Not bad, make a price, right?"

Bazi Hu thought for a while: "It took a lot of effort and time for our store to collect these demon pills, especially when collecting the Yuan Infant Demon Pill, our store even lost two of its subordinates......"

"It's useless for you to say less, just make a price!" Lin San raised his hand to interrupt the words.

Bazihu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the two boxes: "One price, 20,000 high-grade spirit stones." ”

"What?" Lin San bared his teeth: "There are more than 300 demon pills in total, and you will offer 20,000 high-grade spirit stones, which is also outrageous, right?"

"It's not outrageous, I just said that when our store collected these demon pills, it really paid too much ......," Bazihu said seriously.

"I'll ask for 10,000 high-grade spirit stones. Lin San opened his mouth and cut half of the price.

"Eighteen thousand. "Eight characters nonsense.

"Ten thousand twelve. ”

"Fifteen thousand, one less spirit stone, I won't sell it. ”

Lin San gritted his teeth: "Okay! It's fifteen thousand!" After speaking, Lin San stretched out his hand and waved, and there was an extra storage bag on the table.

Bazihu picked up the storage bag and looked at it: "The number is just right, these demon pills are yours." After speaking, Bazihu handed Lin San the two boxes containing the demon pills.

Lin San took the two boxes, then threw them into the storage ring, and glanced at the mustache: "Can you still get the demon pill during this time?"

"It is estimated that it will take a few months to get another batch of demon pills. Bazi Hu thought for a while and said.

"So be it. Lin San turned around and left the store.

Looking at Lin San's departing back, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled, smiling very weirdly.

......

Tianshan faction.

Chaotian Peak.

Ouyang Xue sat on the edge of the peak, gently stroking the xylophone with both hands, chanting 'Fairy Sword Intercession' in her mouth, since Lin San left Chaotian Peak, Ouyang Xue felt very bored, and couldn't calm down every day when she meditated.

At the end of the song, Ouyang Xue sighed softly: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you practice alone in Chaotian Peak before?" I didn't feel restless......

"Boom!" a bell rang from the bottom of the mountain.

Ouyang Xue said lightly: "Come up and talk." Although Ouyang Xue's voice was not loud, it could be clearly transmitted to the bottom of the mountain.

"Whoosh!" Dong Hanxiang, who was dressed in a white robe, flew up from the bottom of the mountain and saluted Ouyang Xue respectfully: "See the old ancestor!"

"What's the matter?" asked Ouyang Xue without replying.

"I just got the news that Senior Brother Guo Lin and the others were attacked by the Ghost Cultivation Sect on the way to the Xiuzhen Alliance...... Dong Hanxiang said respectfully.

"Are they okay?" Ouyang Xue's face sank.

Dong Hanxiang shook his head: "Fortunately, there is Lin San...... Daoist friends helped and drove all the people of the Ghost Cultivation Sect away, I heard that the Ghost Cultivation Sect also killed several Yuan Infant Stage monks, but our Tianshan Sect also lost more than a dozen Jindan Stage disciples. ”

"Hmph! This account of the Ghost Cultivation Sect, my Tianshan Sect will have to pay it back sooner or later!" Ouyang Xue snorted coldly: "Where are Guo Lin and the others now?"

"Now Guo Lin and the others have arrived safely in the Xiuzhen Alliance. Dong Hanxiang hurriedly replied.

"You sent a message to Guo Lin and asked him to be more vigilant against the Ghost Cultivation Sect and try to avoid casualties among the disciples of the Tianshan Sect. Ouyang Xue commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Dong Hanxiang replied, turned around and left Chaotian Peak.

Ouyang Xue stared at the mountains in the distance, and said softly: "Ghost Cultivation Sect...... Lin San......"