Grass Jelly Supplier

"If it were me, I would even pay for it. According to reliable information, several Jindan-stage seniors entered the Xiancao Pavilion opened by Li Mubai yesterday, and it seemed that they were booking spiritual medicines. Wow, this spiritual herb shop can book spiritual medicines that are less than a thousand years old. This news will probably spread soon. It is estimated that more cultivators will enter Sanxin Market in the future." Chen San sighed.

The two were chatting, and seven or eight young men and women in different clothes walked quickly towards the exit. As they walked out, they whispered something.

"Hurry back and report the news. Xiancao Pavilion can book spiritual medicines that are less than a thousand years old. You don't have to worry about spiritual medicines in the future."

"If Xiancao Pavilion didn't refuse to accept business below 300,000 spiritual stones, I would also like to book a few spiritual medicines."

As they talked, several people walked out of the market quickly.

"Look, what did I say? When these people go back to report, Sanxin Market will be more lively in the future. It's a pity that Li Mubai will not go to the Spiritual Law Hall to fight, otherwise we won't have to be guides, and we can earn spirit stones faster by betting."

"How many spirit stones can we earn by fighting in the Spiritual Law Hall? Li Mubai can sell a few thousand-year-old spirit herbs, which are enough for us to use for decades." Lu Er sighed.

Lu Er and Chen San were chatting, and several young men and women walked out of the market quickly.

"Hurry back and report to the master. If he knew that there was a spirit herb shop in Sanxin Market that could book thousand-year-old spirit herbs, he would definitely be very happy."

"That's right, if the master knew this news, he would definitely reward us."

Young foundation-building cultivators left the market one after another, saying that they would go back to report.

Lu Er and Chen San didn't think it was strange. It was estimated that it wouldn't take long for these cultivators to return to Sanxin Market.

Half an hour later, a Taoist priest in green robe walked out of the market with a calm face. Judging from the spiritual pressure emanating from him, he was a Jindan stage cultivator.

After walking out of the limited flying distance of the market, the Taoist priest in green robe turned around and glanced at the Sanxin market behind him, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

He turned around, stomped his right foot on the ground, and turned into a green light and broke through the air.

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In the Immortal Grass Pavilion, Shi Yue was telling Li Yan something.

"Yan'er, when I'm not here, you must not leave the Immortal Grass Pavilion, understand? These fasting pills are enough for you to eat for more than a month. No matter who sends you a sound transmission note, you must not leave the Immortal Grass Pavilion and practice in the basement before I come back, understand?"

"Brother Shi, where are you going? Will it be dangerous?" Li Yan asked with some concern.

Shi Yue nodded with relief and said with a smile: "I have to leave for a while to get the goods, otherwise how can we deliver the goods, don't worry! I will be fine."

"Okay! Then I will wait for you to come back in Xiancao Pavilion. You must come back safely? I have already lost a brother, and I can't lose another brother." Li Yan's pretty face showed a concerned look.

Shi Yue's heart warmed and nodded in agreement.

After leaving Xiancao Pavilion, Shi Yue went straight to Taixu Pavilion.

"Hey, it's Li Daoyou." Shi Yue just came to Taixu Pavilion, and Murong Xiaoxiao and Luo Fuhai just walked out of Taixu Pavilion.

Shi Yue smiled at Murong Xiaoxiao and said: "Fairy Murong, I have some private matters to talk to you about. I wonder if Fairy Murong is convenient?"

"Of course it is convenient. If Li Daoyou doesn't mind, let's go to Juying Pavilion and sit for a while!" Murong Xiaoxiao smiled and suggested.

"Then let's go!" Shi Yue nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait, Fellow Daoist Li." Luo Fuhai called Shi Yue.

"This is my junior brother Luo Fuhai, Junior Brother Luo, this is Li Mubai." Murong Xiaoxiao introduced.

Shi Yue nodded and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Luo, is there anything?"

"Nothing, but why do I feel that your voice seems familiar, and I feel like I have heard it somewhere?" Luo Fuhai looked Shi Yue up and down and said with a frown.

"The world is so big, there are so many things, the voices are just similar." Shi Yue disagreed and shook his head.

"Junior Brother Luo, similar voices don't mean anything. Don't you know that some elixirs can imitate specific sounds? By the way, aren't you going to compete with the people from Zixiaomen in drawing talismans? If you don't go now, you will be late." Murong Xiaoxiao came out to make peace.

Luo Fuhai suddenly slapped his forehead and complained: "Oh, I almost forgot about this, Fellow Daoist Li, I'll talk to you another day."

After saying that, he left quickly without even saying hello to Murong Xiaoxiao, and several Taixu Sect disciples hurriedly followed him.

Looking at Luo Fuhai's receding back, Shi Yue felt a little relieved. He was really worried that Luo Fuhai would suspect his true identity. Although it was just a guess, it would not be a good thing if someone heard it.

The two came to Juying Pavilion, just as Liu Xu and Liu He walked out of Juying Pavilion.

Liu Xu saw Shi Yue and showed a happy expression on his face. He smiled and asked: "Hey, Fellow Daoist Li, Fairy Murong, are you here to participate in the sword exchange meeting at Juying Pavilion?"

"No, we have something private to discuss." Shi Yue politely refused.

Liu Xu looked a little disappointed. She glanced at Murong Xiaoxiao, nodded, and smiled: "Since it's a private matter, I won't bother you."

Shi Yue asked for a side room and a pot of tea.

After closing the door, Murong Xiaoxiao was about to release a soundproof cover, but was stopped by Shi Yue.

Shi Yue used tea to write the words "Jiedan" on the table. Seeing these two words, Murong Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, and a trace of worry flashed across her beautiful eyes.

If a Jindan cultivator followed Shi Yue, ordinary soundproof covers would not be able to block the consciousness of Jindan cultivators.

"Fairy Murong, why didn't you see that fellow Daoist Luo just now? Did he just come to Sanxinfang City?" Shi Yue took a sip of tea and said casually.

"Junior Brother Luo came with me, but Junior Brother Luo is obsessed with the art of talismans. It is normal that fellow Daoist Li has not seen him when dealing with talisman makers." Murong Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes turned and she said with a smile.

"I see, Fairy Murong, are you satisfied with these things?" Shi Yue took out a green jade slip and handed it to Murong Xiaoxiao.

The jade slips recorded more than a dozen kinds of spiritual medicines, ranging from two or three hundred to four or five hundred years old. Most of the spiritual medicines were orders received by Shi Yue, but some were not.

He dipped his finger in tea and wrote a word of exchange on the table.

If the Palm of Heaven Bead is upgraded again, there will be 48 acres of spiritual fields. Shi Yue plans to plant some commonly used elixirs in the foundation-building and elixir-forming stages for future sales.

"I'm afraid this won't work. The higher-ups may not agree." Murong Xiaoxiao said with some embarrassment.

"Can Fairy Murong help me? How much can I get?"

"Okay! I'll go back and discuss it with the higher-ups." Murong Xiaoxiao hesitated a little and agreed.