No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 59 Teacher Cang Is Not What You Think

Cultivator No. 1 was very satisfied with everyone's performance. He got two of these plants by chance, and he always regarded them as treasures and never showed them to others. Medicine, no matter what you say, you will not take it lightly.

"Everyone, this Impatiens grass is only for exchange and not for sale!"

"What do you want?"

"Tell me, maybe I have."

"That's right, don't give a shit."

Cultivator No. 1 put everyone's strength into action, and then said: "The pills that are helpful to monks in the late stage of Qi training can be Peiyuan Pill or Tourmaline Pill, at least one hundred of each."

"One hundred?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Now is the age of doomsday, it is not easy to find medicinal materials that can refine elixir, and it is even more costly to train an alchemist who can refine elixir, especially to refine one that is helpful for late-stage Qi training monks. If you don't have beneficial pills, you need even more resources. In this way, the money for the medicinal materials plus the money for the master of alchemy is simply unimaginable.

Originally, it was estimated that a few bottles of these two elixir would be sold in the official auction tonight. Even if they were added together, they would only be a few dozen, but it would still be enough for an average late-stage Qi training monk to practice for a long time.

Cultivator No. 1 directly opened a hundred pills each. Except for the real masters of alchemy, or the top ten seniors, they can get it out in one go.

Seeing that everyone was silent for a long time, No. 1 cultivator laughed and said, "Everyone, are you reluctant? You know, this Impatiens grass is old, good in color, and big in size. It is enough to refine ten furnaces with it as the main medicine." Well, even if you only succeed with one, you will have half the chance to become a master in the foundation building period after taking it, and then the world of cultivating immortals will not be at your mercy?"

With such agitation, the hearts of all the monks began to heat up again.

Compared with the temptation of building a foundation, hundreds of precious pills seem so insignificant.

Cultivator No. 6 slapped the table, stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist No. 1, I can't take out a hundred pills, and there is only one bottle of each, but this spiritual chalcedony is a miracle that contains supreme spiritual power." Treasures, enough to support fifty pills, and there is also a top-grade magic weapon, a thousand spirit stones, which should be enough."

The No. 6 cultivator put together a lot of good things.

Unexpectedly, cultivator No. 1 still shook his head and said, "Pillions and chalcedony are okay, and I don't lack magical artifacts and spirit stones. If fellow Taoists don't have other treasures, then forgive me for not being able to trade them."

Monk No. 6 was stunned when he heard this, then sighed softly and sat down unwillingly.

Although he still has a few valuable treasures in his hand, as long as people call for things that can increase mana quickly, he can't grab them hard, so he can only sit down resentfully.

"Fellow Daoist No. 1, whether it is Peiyuan Pill or Tourmaline Pill, although it is quite helpful, it is not the best. I have [-] Yuan Guben Pills here, which is enough to offset your elixir."

At this time, cultivator No. 5 took out a longan-sized, white and green elixir, exuding a unique fragrance.

"Is it a one-yuan Gubendan? I'm not mistaken."

"It should be, but this is the unique medicine of Yiyuanzong's true disciples, and it is not public at all. Why does he have so many?"

"Could it be the true inheritance of the Yiyuan Sect?"

"Fellow Daoist No. 5 brought out so many pills from the Yiyuan Sect, could it be him?"

Daoist No. 1 suddenly coughed twice, and said solemnly: "Everyone, the rules of the underground black market, don't ask the origin, don't ask the source, just trade, although these fifty one-yuan Guben Pills are the best pills for the foundation-building period, it's a pity It needs the Yiyuanzong's Yiqi Hunyuan Jue to exert its greatest effect, so it is not necessary for me, fellow daoist No. 5, I'm sorry."

Cultivator No. 5 didn't care, and said lightly after collecting the pill: "Fellow Daoist No. 1, you are right, but even so, the efficacy of my pill is far beyond ordinary, if you really don't change it , I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet again in the future.”

Cultivator No. 1 obviously hesitated, but after thinking for a while, he politely refused.

"I don't know if my elixir will work?"

Yi Fan looked at it for a long time, and hesitantly took out the Sun Moon Pellet.

"Buzz!"

Everyone suddenly felt that their noses smelled sweet, and the magic power in their bodies was inexplicably running on their own.

"What a strong aura!"

"What kind of elixir is this, just the elixir can arouse the mana in my body?"

"Half red and half white, exquisite like jade, is this really a elixir?"

Yi Fan said with a smile: "This one is called the Sun-Moon Pellet, which contains extremely large and pure spiritual power. A monk can absorb it directly without refining it, and it can be transformed into mana in the dantian. Fellow Daoist No. 1 can see if he can use it. "

Cultivator No. 1 waved his hand lightly, and the sun and moon dharma elixir was spinning and floating in the air like a jumping elf. With the entry of a spell, there was a huge, boundless and extremely condensed spiritual energy with a "boom" Instantly filled the whole room, everyone just subconsciously took a breath, and the mana in the dantian obviously increased a bit.

This astonishing change can no longer be described by elixir, it is simply enlightenment, a miraculous existence.

Cultivator No. 1 eagerly grabbed the elixir in his hand, and subconsciously used his mana to absorb the Sun Moon Pellet. Unexpectedly, Hua Haoran suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist No. 1, don't break the rules."

"Oh? I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I was a little bit overwhelmed in a moment of excitement, don't blame me, don't blame me!"

Cultivator No. 1 just woke up, put down the elixir very apologetically, stood up and gave Yi Fan a deep bow, and said, "Although fellow daoist No. 10 is a newcomer, he is really shocking, I changed this elixir. "

Hua Haoran interrupted and said, "Fellow Daoist No. 1 and Fellow Daoist No. 10 were brought by me. You have tried this elixir too. I don't need to say more about how it works. You just want to use a piece of Impatiens Grass for nothing." Changed, isn't it too bullying?"

The other monks also agreed, not because they were so righteous, but because they wanted this elixir very much, but because of the rules of the underground black market, it was not yet Yi Fan's turn to trade, so no matter how much they wanted No matter how eager you are, you can only make trouble.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist No. 9 is joking, isn't it? I initiated this trade fair, and the rules were formulated by everyone. Naturally, it is impossible to do such a thing." No. 1 cultivator laughed, and took out another A pile of magical weapons.

"No. 10 fellow daoist, please take a look. This set of top-quality magic weapons is called Youlong Sword and Youlong Armor. They are worth tens of billions. They are the proud works of Xiao Xinyan, the master of refining. Material refining, although the formation runes on it are seriously worn out, but fortunately they are well preserved, and it is completely no problem to resist ordinary magic tools and Taoist attacks, you can see if it is suitable." No. 1 monk will be a brain The three gleaming instruments were pushed to Yi Fan.

Youlongjian's cold light is introverted, and its evil spirit is compelling. Yi Fan only caressed the blade lightly, which made goose bumps on his arms. At the same time, there was a faint sound of dragon chant, which was extremely magical; Youlongkai was obviously similar to this sword. One set, the whole body of the armor is golden yellow, covered with fine scales, on the chest is a vivid five-clawed golden dragon that seems to break out of the armor at any time, with a dragon head on the shoulders and a unicorn waist on the bottom, it looks majestic, It is extremely domineering; the last neon dress and feather robe is a beautiful colorful Xiayi. Although the precious light on it is dim, it is still difficult to conceal the elegance and dazzlingness of the feather robe itself.

Yi Fan thought to himself, Eldest brother gave me his money sword, so I'll give him this Youlong sword. How can a dignified sword fairy not have a decent sword?

Youlongkai is mighty and domineering, which doesn't match the temperament of the elder brother's peerless dedusting. After a while, he sold it at the auction and exchanged it for money to repair the wall of the teacher's school. As for the neon clothes and feather clothes, except for my cute and beautiful little senior sister, I really can't think of it Whoever wears it is the most suitable.

"Okay, I'm satisfied, so I'll change it."

Yi Fan blurted out, and the No. 1 cultivator was so excited that he grabbed the Sun and Moon Magic Pill in his hand, for fear that Yi Fan would regret it, but Hua Haoran wanted to stop him, but it was too late, so he could only sigh softly, secretly thinking that this little brother is still young. Some, which could have at least allowed No. 1 to produce some more spirit stones, are all gone now.

Yi Fan didn't care, he fondled touching this and looking at that, he didn't even know when the trade fair would end.

The two walked out of the pedicure shop contentedly, Hua Haoran was smiling, obviously gaining a lot, Yi Fan was extremely excited, and said loudly: "This place is really nice, or we can come back tomorrow."

Hua Haoran chuckled, and was about to tell him how the underground black market exists every day, when a contemptuous snort came unexpectedly.

Yi Fan and the two followed the prestige, and Cang Mingxue, who looked like a fairy of hundreds of flowers, suddenly appeared in front of them at some point, and heard their conversation clearly.

Cang Mingxue glanced at Yi Fan and the two, then at the pedicure shop with pink lights behind them, and scolded with extreme disgust, "Hmph, obscene! Shameless!"

After finishing speaking, a group of gorgeous flower discs rose from Cang Mingxue's feet, rose against the wind, and left through the air, leaving only a faint fragrance of flowers and a lingering voice of disdain.

Yi Fan: "..."

Hua Haoran: "..."

(End of this chapter)