Beiyin Great Sage

"Seven drops..." Zhou Jia was thoughtful:

"Price?"

"Fifteen source crystals." Li Yuan gestured.

"Fifteen source crystals!" Zhou Jia's mouth twitched:

"So expensive?"

"No way." Li Yuan sighed softly:

"This item is too rare, and many people need it, so the price will inevitably be higher. Other similar items will cost much less."

Thunder is a treasure and has always been expensive.

In terms of cost performance, it is actually low.

Zhou Jia didn't say a word. Although he was rich, he had been making no progress in the past two years. With so much money, he couldn't help but feel reluctant.

"This way..." Seeing Zhou Jia's hesitation, Li Yuan said:

"If junior brother really wants it, I can give you a piece of Yunxiang's precious clothes that I just bought in the building, which is also worth a source crystal outside."

As he spoke, he tapped his hands lightly.

Soon.

A piece of clothing as thin as a cicada's wing and with a texture like cotton and linen was presented.

"This garment is woven from heavenly silk and grass. It is hard to hurt by swords, impervious to fire and water, and can make people as light as swallows. It is also a treasure."

"Light as a swallow?" Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows slightly:

"really?"

"Of course it is true." Li Yuan said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Zhou, have you never heard of Tiaokongcao?"

"Never." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"Just wanted to ask for advice."

"Tiaokongcao is a special product of Bain's world, and it has the beauty of lightening one's body." Li Yuan stroked his beard lightly and explained:

"There are thousands of years of empty grass, ordinary people take it, and they can be as light as a swallow, and walk like a fly. A thousand miles a day is nothing. Love the clothes they make."

"However, millennium grass is extremely rare, and there is no market for it. Usually, what we encounter are ten or decades old."

"Stalk the empty grass..." Zhou Jia's heart skipped a beat:

"Shouldn't this thing be common?"

"No." Li Yuan hesitated:

"Grass seeds are sold in Beichengfang City, but they are extremely delicate and not easy to raise, and they are useless after one or two years."

"So there are not many people planting it."

"That's it." Zhou Jia nodded thoughtfully, then:

"I bought it!"

"it is good!"

Li Yuan's eyes lit up:

"I'll get someone to help you put it on."

After leaving Yibao Building, Zhou Jia did not return to his residence in a hurry, but went to Beichengfang City, where he stayed for a long time in several shops selling spiritual plants.

Until the night was dark, Fang Shi returned.

With a smile on his face.

The package in his hand was even more bulging.

Inside, there are all kinds of spiritual plant seeds, which he bought in several spiritual plant shops in different identities.

In addition to creeping grass.

There are other kinds of spiritual plants.

They all have one characteristic in common.

It grows slowly, but each has its own merits. Even if it is several decades old, it is still very useful, but the seeds are not so rare.

Just like one of the black black bamboos.

This bamboo grows slowly, less than three inches in ten years, but it is extremely hard, it can be used as a sharp sword to kill enemies without grinding, and the bamboo thread after tempering has the effect of cutting iron like mud.

Not only can it be used as a weapon, but also as armor.

The armor made of black black bamboo weighs less than three catties, but its defensive power can make ninth-rank masters feel desperate.

However, the materials used can also make the creators desperate.

A 50-year-old black black bamboo can only pull out six bamboo threads, and there are less than a thousand or eight hundred bamboo threads for a piece of clothing.

For others, simply using black black bamboo is just a beautiful fantasy.

But Zhou Jia is different!

As long as you give him a certain amount of time, not to mention one piece, ten full sets of armor can be obtained.

Back at the residence, after thinking about it, Zhou Jia bought an additional remote courtyard on the second day, which was specially used to grow various spiritual plants.

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evening.

Xing Wu waved away his wife and daughter, and came to the study alone.

Flipping through the book, he sat down rubbing his eyebrows.

In the past few days, there have been a lot of unfavorable rumors in the city, but he never took the initiative to explain.

People who are close to him also know his character, so they will not trust him.

As for others...

Whether they believe it or not, Xing Wu never cares.

However, when the rumors spread more and more subtly, many people's attitude towards him changed, and their eyes were also strange.

Inevitably, some dislike.

"Shh!"

"Duh!"

A black glow flashed by, and Xing Wu subconsciously dodged with his head sideways.

The black awn was nailed to the wooden post beside him, but it was a flying knife, and a piece of cloth was hanging from the tail of the flying knife, and there seemed to be writing on it.

Well……

Xing Wu frowned, the source of force shook lightly, and fell down holding the cloth strip from the air.

The writing on it caused his expression to change slightly, and his figure flashed out, rushing towards the south of the city under the night.

With his cultivation base and agility, he arrived at the position mentioned on the banner in just a moment, but it was a relatively desolate courtyard.

Turning over and jumping into the courtyard, a man in black is waiting for him.

"Your Excellency looking for me?"

Xing Wu fell to the ground lightly, with a low voice:

"I don't know what you said..."

"It's you?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in black turn around, revealing a shy and timid face, but it was Mrs. Zhang whom he had just met a few days ago, and his expression was startled.

Although Mrs. Zhang is not powerless, it is impossible to hide from her own perception.

"Mrs. Zhang, why are you here?"

"Didn't Master Xing ask my concubine to come here?" Although Mrs. Zhang already has a son and a daughter, she still looks extraordinary.

The temperament is even more pitiful.

Hearing this, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were slightly puzzled.

"I?"

Xing Wu was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly sank:

"not good!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a series of muffled sounds came from outside the courtyard:

"Xing Wu, how dare you do such a thing?"

The doors and windows behind the two of them opened suddenly, revealing the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground and rivers of blood flowing inside, but strangely, no breath was revealed.

"Master!"

After seeing the corpse in the room, Mrs. Zhang turned pale and screamed:

"Birth!"

Chapter 018

at dusk.

"pattering..."

Continuous drizzle, falling with the wind.

Pedestrians on the street put on coir raincoats one after another and walked quickly in the rain.

The sky had begun to darken, and a corner of the red moon appeared in the sky.

Although there was no abnormal change in the corpse, the strange crimson moon still brought a gloomy and dull atmosphere, permeating the huge city.

Most of the street stalls have already packed up and returned home, only a few stubborn stall owners are still persisting, expecting customers to come to their door.

In one of the stalls, the simple tarpaulin barely covered the wind and rain, and the two people below were slowly tasting the fruit of the stall owner's busy work.

Different from other guests on this street, the temperament of these two people is definitely not what ordinary coolies can have.

"The taste is a bit weird."

Chen Ying, who was dressed up, put down her spoon, took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingers like green onions:

"I'm not used to it, do you like the taste?"

The dishes of the Dalin Dynasty are spicy, sweet and greasy. Although the tastes are diverse, they are somewhat extreme. Tofu nao does not meet the taste of the public.

Especially salty.

Only some poor families with special tastes or who don't have much money will choose it.

She tasted it twice, then shook her head and put it down.

"good."

Zhou Jia stirred the wooden bowl, white brain flower, red chili oil, and green vegetable foam mixed together, exuding a tempting fragrance:

"This thing reminds me of the past."

"Really?" Chen Ying's beautiful eyes flashed with curiosity.

After a period of contact, she gradually developed a good impression of Zhou Jia, and even became interested in his previous life.

"What happened recently?"

Zhou Jia didn't want to mention his past, so he turned his head and asked: