Chapter 420 Purchasing Spiritual Medicine
While slowly walking through the crowd, Liu Changxu scanned the spiritual objects on the stalls on both sides of the road with his colorful glazed eyes, hoping to pick them up.
However, although there are many spiritual objects on the roadside stalls, there are few spiritual objects above the third level. After all, as Jindan monks, few people are willing to show their faces and set up stalls. This is really detrimental to their own face.
In the end, Wu Yunyue and Zhang Wenjun discovered many spiritual objects they needed.
Both women are wealthy and rarely come to the market for shopping. Whenever they see the spiritual objects they need, they buy them in large quantities.
Because Liu Changxu was an alchemist, weapon refiner, and talisman master, the most the two women bought were second-level spiritual fruits, elixirs, and spiritual materials. They planned to buy them home and ask Liu Changxu to refine them for them.
Even so, each of the two women spent tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones. Such a lavish purchase, coupled with the beautiful faces of the two women, quickly attracted the envious eyes of countless people around them!
However, after the cultivators saw Liu Changxu next to the two women, most of the cultivators quickly averted their eyes. They did not want to misunderstand the golden elixir master by looking at the beautiful woman one more time.
Even some of the golden elixir monks present are the same. It is not worth it to attract misunderstandings from fellow monks just to take one more look at the beauty.
However, Wu Yunyue and Zhang Wenjun quickly realized that their behavior just now was a bit extravagant, and they bought a lot of spiritual objects that they did not really need.
Liu Changxu also found a bag of third-level high-quality blood jade spiritual rice that he was interested in at a stall. The stall owner was a middle-aged late-stage Golden Elixir monk.
Arrived at the stall, Liu Changxu carefully checked the quality of the blood corn. Each grain of this bag of blood jade rice was the size of a thumb, crystal red as blood, and exuded a strong rice fragrance.
After confirming that the quality of the spiritual rice was good, he asked:
"How do you sell this bag of spiritual rice, fellow Taoist."
The middle-aged Jindan monk saw someone watching. After getting on his spiritual rice, he said enthusiastically:
"Fellow Taoist, you must be a physical cultivator! Because planting this blood jade rice requires a lot of blood of third-level monsters, so the price is higher. This bag of blood jade rice has a total of fifty kilograms, and each kilogram costs two thousand low-grade spiritual stones. , Fifty kilograms is equivalent to one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.”
Liu Changxu couldn’t help but gasped when he heard the price offered by the golden elixir stall owner. Just fifty kilograms is equivalent to one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones. This is too expensive!
Seeing Liu Changxu’s expression, the golden elixir stall owner patiently explained:
“Fellow Taoist, please don’t think that the price of this spiritual rice is expensive. Xiu Lai, the effect cannot be evaluated by using spiritual stones. I spent a lot of money to grow this bag of blood jade spiritual rice. If I sell it, it will be gone."
"Okay. , Fellow Taoist, I want this bag of spiritual rice.”
After Liu Changxu thought for a while, he took out a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones from the storage ring and handed it to the stall owner.
After the stall owner took over the spiritual stone, he was still very happy. Does the Taoist friend not want other spiritual objects?
As he said that, he pointed at the other spiritual objects on the stall. Liu Changxu looked at the other spiritual objects on the stall, including the third-order low-grade jasper peach, the third-order low-grade green jade zhi, the third-order low-grade apricot yellow rice, etc. , although these spiritual objects are good, they are not what Liu Changxu needs.
However, thinking that the stall owner might be a third-level high-grade spiritual planter, Liu Changxu's heart moved and he asked:
"Do you have the seeds of the third-order high-grade blood jade spiritual rice?"
Hearing Liu Changxu's question, the stall owner couldn't help but hesitated and asked:
"Do you want to plant blood jade rice?"
"Yes, fellow Taoist! I don't know. Can you sell it to me at a higher price?”
Liu Changxu said:
“I can sell you two kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones at most.”
At this time, Wu Yunyue, who was standing next to Liu Changxu, became anxious and said before Liu Changxu could speak:
"This asking price is too harsh!" "Haha! Madam, you must know that I This price is extremely reasonable. If you don’t believe me, go to the market and ask about it!”
The stall owner was not angry and replied with a smile:
“Okay, I will. Just two pounds.”
After paying the spiritual stone and receiving the spiritual rice seeds, Liu Changxu left the stall with his wife and children.
Wu Yunyue didn’t understand that her husband spent such a high price to buy spiritual rice seeds! Keep complaining to Liu Changxu!
In response to this, Liu Changxu just smiled and continued shopping. This time Liu Changxu also had experience. He only briefly glanced at the stalls of low-level monks. Only those stalls of Jindan monks would take a serious look.
Soon he came to a stall filled with third-level elixirs. The stall owner was an old man with a white beard and a late-stage Golden Elixir practitioner.
What pleased Liu Changxu was that there were three ginseng plants that were more than 300 years old on the stall, which were exactly what Liu Changxu needed.
So, before Liu Changxu arrived at the stall, he asked:
"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell these three purple ginseng plants that are more than 300 years old?" If you want three of them together, it will be cheaper than 80,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
This price is cheaper than Qingyun Pavilion, so Liu Changxu wants to buy it.
But Wu Yunyue, who was standing aside, spoke first:
"Senior, the price you offered is a bit high, how about 70,000 low-grade spiritual stones!"
The old man was immediately unhappy when he saw Wu Yunyue coming up and cutting off 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. When a dignified late-stage Jindan cultivator came to set up a stall, the prices were somewhat reduced, but a late-stage Foundation-building female cultivator treated him as a market merchant to bargain. How could he not be angry?
However, after seeing Liu Changxu next to Wu Yunyue, Shengsheng suppressed the anger in his heart and said:
"I do not negotiate the price of the elixirs here. If you feel that the price is not suitable, fellow Taoist , you can buy it elsewhere.”
Wu Yunyue quickly shut her mouth when she saw the displeasure on the old man’s face and the faint pressure of the golden elixir.
Seeing this, Liu Changxu took his wife's slender hand, gave her a calming look, and said:
"Since fellow Taoists can't lower the price, let's go look elsewhere. Madam, let's go. ! ”
“Fellow Taoist, stay! I think you are an alchemist. If you sincerely want to buy it, just like your lady said, just 70,000 low-grade spiritual stones, just treat me as your friend.”
When the old man saw that Liu Changxu was leaving, he immediately regretted it. People who bought three purple ginseng plants at one time were usually third-level alchemists. He was a long-term customer and could not be offended.
When Liu Changxu saw the old man's submission, he stopped and took out the spirit stone from the storage ring to complete the transaction.
The old man also put down his arrogance and started chatting with Liu Changxu.
The old man's surname is Zhang Mingjin. He is a golden elixir deacon of the Qingyun Sect and a third-level high-grade spiritual planter. Such enthusiasm is also due to the alchemy master Liu Changxu.
After Liu Changxu said goodbye to Zhang Jin, he continued shopping and bought all the elixirs needed to refine Ziyang Pill from other stalls.
(End of this chapter)