Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

When the shop owner saw the golden token, he immediately determined that these people must be familiar with Hall Master Fan, otherwise it would be impossible to borrow the token.

As for whether it was murder to seize the order, he didn't dare to think about it.

Even if that was the case, he could only treat them as Hall Master Fan's friends.

"Since...since we are friends of Hall Master Fan, it can be convenient. However, there is only one pot of Hundred Marrow Brewing left in the store." The store owner said in embarrassment.

"How many spirit stones?" The old oil man asked excitedly with his eyes gleaming.

"If you don't accept the spirit stone, you will need 100 merit points."

"Do you think there are enough merit points in this token?"

Henry Zhang handed over Fan Zhiyi’s identity token.

The shopkeeper took the identity token with both hands respectfully, checked it, shook his head and said, "There are only 50 merit points left in it."

"What?" Henry Zhang was surprised.

Fan Zhiyi is a hall master whose status is not disrespectful. He only has 50 merit points left in his status token.

I'm afraid that any monk picked up on the street would have more merit points than him.

At that time, when borrowing the identity token, Fan Zhiyi had already made it clear that he did not have many merit points left.

At that time, everyone thought Fan Zhiyi was speaking modestly, but they did not expect that what he said was the truth.

No wonder he is so generous.

"I wonder if other materials can be used to make up for the merit points?" Henry Zhang asked.

"Is there any flesh and blood of the second-order monster beast?"

"There are some, how many do you need?"

"A hundred pounds."

The old oil man's eyes widened and he said, "You might as well go and grab it. Hundred Marrow Brewing is just a first-class high-grade spiritual wine. You are selling it for such a high price. Do you think we are foreign monks and can be deceived at will?"

"It's really not true," the shop owner said in embarrassment, "This Hundred Marrow Brewing is indeed a first-class high-grade spiritual wine, but it is made from the bone marrow of hundreds of demonic beasts. It has the effect of replenishing qi, blood and spiritual power. It’s weaker than the second-level spiritual wine.”

From the panic look on the shopkeeper's face, everyone knew that he was not lying.

After all, it was just announced that he was a friend of Hall Master Fan.

If you still dare to open your mouth like a lion, that would be very unwise.

Moreover, Lao Youtou has tasted this hundred marrow brew, and it is indeed not comparable to ordinary first-grade high-grade spiritual wine.

Fan Zhiyi actually gave away such precious spiritual wine as he said.

Directly give a gourd of stuffed marrow to Lao Youtou.

You know, Fan Zhiyi is not rich either, with only 50 merit points left.

This time, I really owed a favor for nothing.

"This is two hundred kilograms of flesh and blood of a second-order monster. We want this pot of hundred-marrow brew."

The old oil man took a look and saw that the person speaking was actually the patriarch Zhang Yuhuai.

"Okay." The shop owner took the storage bag and nodded hurriedly.

He walked to the backyard in a hurry, and when he came back, he already had a pot of Baimui brew in his hand.

Zhang Yuhuai took the Bai Mui Brewing, handed it directly to the old oil man and said, "Send it to you."

The old oily man glanced at Zhang Yuhuai and said in a nonchalant manner: "No."

Zhang Yuhuai threw the Baimui Brewing away and said, "Since you don't want it, just smash it."

When the old oil man saw that Zhang Yuhuai actually wanted to throw away this precious pot of hundred marrow brew.

The moment the pot of hundred-marrow brew hit the ground, he passed by with a sword.

The hundred-marrow brew fell on the sword, and he directly took the pot of hundred-marrow brew.

"Old guy, you are wasting your natural resources!"

The old oilhead took the Baimui Brewing and put it into his storage bag.

Henry Zhang smiled secretly in his heart.

These two guys are still fighting.

They are all old.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it, and instead asked the owner of the wine house seriously.

"I wonder where I can exchange for merit points?"

"Merit points?" The shopkeeper said with a slight smile, "As long as the Taoist friend has rare things on his body, they can be used to exchange for merit points in the market. Like our Jiu Niangju, if the Taoist friend still has the flesh and blood of a second-level monster, You can use it to exchange for merit points."

"The flesh and blood of the second-order monster..."

The last time Henry Zhang entered the Bone Desert battlefield, all the flesh and blood of the monster beasts had been completely consumed.

Not to mention the flesh and blood of second-order monster beasts, even the flesh and blood of first-order monster beasts, he didn’t have on his body.

The other clan elders probably don't have much left on their bodies except for the two hundred kilograms of second-order monster flesh and blood that the clan leader just took out.

After all, last time, the Shangzong merchants replaced most of the second-level monster materials.

"Then I wonder if the second-level weapon refining materials can be used to exchange for merit points?"

Henry Zhang has a lot of weapon-refining materials on his body.

He still has hundreds of thousands of kilograms of golden stones made from the heart of the ancient Shen Whale alone.

Although it is a second-level weapon-refining material, its hardness is not inferior to that of a third-level weapon-refining material.

The shop owner thought for a while, nodded and said: "The second-level weapon-refining materials can naturally be exchanged for merit points, but our Jiuniangju is in the wine-making business after all, so these high-level weapon-refining materials are not needed. If you want to exchange for merit points, , you can go to Bailianfang opposite."

"Okay, thank you fellow Taoist."

The five people left Jiu Niang Residence and arrived at Bailianfang in a few steps.

"Fellow Taoists, do you want to buy spiritual weapons?" A tall monk in the early stage of foundation building came up and asked.

His voice is like a bell, and his energy and blood are full of energy. You can tell at a glance that he is a foundation-building body cultivator.

"I wonder if you can collect weapon-refining materials here?" Henry Zhang asked.

"Of course I'll accept it."

"Fellow Taoist, what is the price of such a spiritual mineral?"

Henry Zhang handed a golden stone to the foundation-building body cultivator.

The eyes of the foundation-building body cultivator were immediately attracted by the golden stones in front of him.

He took the golden stone and squeezed it with his hand. The stone did not move at all.

Another trace of mana spilled out from his fingertips, and he scratched the golden stone.

It just left a slightly invisible white mark on the golden stone.

"Good material!" The strong man praised.

Henry Zhang's heart moved. It seemed that the foundation-building body cultivator in front of him was knowledgeable.

"Although this golden stone is a second-level spiritual ore, its hardness is comparable to that of a third-level spiritual ore. If it is used to cast heavy spiritual weapons, it should be effective, but it is a pity that it is too little. Do you still have it in hand, fellow Taoist? I It can be purchased at a high price.”

Henry Zhang took out hundreds of golden stones, weighing more than five thousand kilograms.

"Fellow Taoist, please estimate the price."

The foundation-building physicist was stunned by the large number of golden stones in front of him.

Immediately, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"With these golden stones, I can at least refine a medium-grade spiritual weapon." The foundation-building body cultivator thought to himself.

He checked these golden stones one by one, and sure enough, they were all made of the same material as the one he took out just now.

"I am willing to pay 1 merit points for these golden stones."

"1 merit points..." Henry Zhang was stunned. He didn't expect these golden stones to be so valuable.

The foundation-building body cultivator thought that the opponent was too little and said: "Fellow Taoist, these golden stones are indeed precious, but they are too hard and it is not easy to refine spiritual weapons."

"make a deal."

The foundation-building body cultivator didn't expect that the other party was so generous, and he was overjoyed at the moment.

He immediately took out his ID card token and said: "Bring the ID card token of fellow Taoist, I will swipe it for you."

Henry Zhang handed over Fan Zhiyi’s token.