After choosing three medicinal herbs, Huang Tianba walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, checked the two monks at the door before Huang Tianba left.
When he returned to his room, Huang Tianba quickly took the Qiankun Ring and began to refine it according to the method taught by the old guy. He first bit his tongue and dripped a drop of essence and blood on the Qiankun Ring, and then wrapped the Qiankun Ring with a unique movement of true energy and slowly refined it.
According to this method, in about two months, the Qiankun Ring will become the shape of a flying sword, and then there will be an extra trump card for Huang Tianba.
However, the old guy also reminded Huang Tianba that if there is no need, try not to use this item, so as not to attract jealousy and cause trouble.
After half an hour of refining, the refining was officially over. Huang Tianba felt that the Qiankun Ring had a little more connection with him, but he couldn't say it. But this at least proved one thing, that the old man did not lie to him.
If he can truly refine and turn it into an invincible flying sword that can be controlled by himself, then for Huang Tianba, this huge killing weapon will definitely play a great role in his fight against those difficult cultivators.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Tianba put on the Qiankun Ring and left the room. After walking to Vajra's room, Vajra was reading a Buddhist scripture. Seeing Huang Tianba coming, he put down the book and looked at Huang Tianba and asked, "Brother, who are you fighting with? Why are you feeling unstable?"
His strength is now a step higher than before. Although he cannot see through the human body at a glance like Huang Tianba's Medical Saint Realm, he can also notice that Huang Tianba's aura is obviously a bit unstable, and it is obviously consuming a lot of true energy.
"I met an old pervert, but nothing happened." Huang Tianba smiled bitterly and shook his head, without explaining in detail, and asked: "Is there any place to buy medicinal materials nearby? I want to find some medicinal materials."
"Is there any in the Sutra Pavilion? If so, I will apply for it for you and the elders." Vajra asked.
"No, they are all rare medicinal materials that are unpopular." Huang Tianba shook his head again.
"Then there is nothing to do. Usually, the Medicine King Academy does not collect many medicinal materials. Every quarter, the medicinal materials dealers will hold a medicinal materials conference, which ended half a month ago last time." King Kong looked regretful.
Then he pointed to the west and said, "But brother, you can go to the Westfos Market to see. There are often medicinal farmers selling medicinal materials there, and they are all found on the mountain. You can meet any medicinal materials."
"Okay." Huang Tianba nodded. He was idle, so he might as well find some medicinal materials to refine the magic pill. He had to give the old bastard two, but Huang Tianba had already thought of a countermeasure. When he came, Huang Tianba would just use some small movies to exchange with this old guy. Although his phone was full of masterpieces, he would finish watching it sooner or later.
Following the route pointed by the Vajra, Huang Tianba rushed towards the direction of the West Buddha Market. He came here once a year ago and still had some impression of it.
When Huang Tianba arrived, it was the time when the West Fo market was the most crowded. It was somewhat similar to Panjiayuan in Yanjing. However, Panjiayuan was making fun of antiques, and it was interesting here. People from all walks of life have antiques and medicinal materials. People often joke that as long as you have money, there is nothing that cannot be done here. However, it is mainly based on medicinal materials. Some Chinese medicine practitioners need certain rare medicinal materials, so they will come here to find medicinal farmers who often go to the mountains to collect medicinal herbs to customize them. If the medicinal farmers feel that they have enough money, they will help them everywhere, which is also a way to make a fortune.
At the Huatuo auction last year, an 800-year-old ginseng came from the Westfos Market. The peasant who found this ginseng directly received a reward of 10 million, which could be considered a well-off life.
Unless it is the Chinese New Year, the Sivo Market is extremely lively every day. Some people set up stalls here to tell fortunes to consecrate people, some sell medicines and various secret recipes, and even see some side-by-side transactions that are wandering on the edge of the law.
"Come on, this guy. I have a magic weapon that can't be destroyed. Do you want to try it out? Don't worry, the first pair will only charge you half the price. If your girlfriend is not satisfied, come to me for a refund."
"Does your friend tell fortunes? You can calculate your wealth and fortunes and your marriages and your official fortunes."
"Come and take a look. This is the three hundred years old Changbai Mountain ginseng, I missed it for a year."
"Do you want a wife? It's only 100,000 yuan from Vietnam. If a wife takes it home, you don't need a penny to give you a betrothal gift..."
Various screams came one after another, making this place a unique world. Huang Tianba ignored the shouts of these people and walked quickly in the Westfos market, like a black ghost floating in the night sky, his eyes swept across the stall.
After almost half an hour, Huang Tianba locked in a very remote corner. The stall owner was a young man in his early thirties, with a vicissitudes of stubbornness and playing mobile games with his mobile phone. There were more than a dozen medicinal herbs on his stall, among which the one placed in the middle was a gray chrysanthemum the size of a fist.
Of course, chrysanthemums cannot bloom so big. This is not a chrysanthemum, but a stone dust flower. It must be at least sixty years old to bloom such a large stone dust flower.
Shichenhua is the limit in about 60 years. Because it is too cold, there are very few formulas for Shichenhua, so it is an extremely rare medicinal material.
"How to sell this stone dust flower?" Huang Tianba walked over and squatted on the ground and asked.
When the man heard Huang Tianba calling out his name, he put down his mobile game and looked up at Huang Tianba in surprise and exclaimed: "Little brother, experts, there are not ten people who can recognize this flower in the Xifo market. I believe you can see the year, right?"
"It's really good." Huang Tianba nodded and said with a smile: "Let's get a price."
"Okay, all experts won't cheat you anymore. How about the price of 500,000 yuan?" The man rubbed his hands and his eyes, and pointed to other medicinal materials on his stall and said, "If you buy it, I'll give you a few more options."
There are some other medicinal materials on his stall, but they are not very valuable. The most expensive one is only four or five hundred to death.
Huang Tianba did not mean to bargain with this guy, and the market price was indeed this price. If he was unscrupulous, the price would not be able to be lowered, because the biggest problem with Shi Chenhua is that it is difficult to find buyers, and it is also a hot thing to keep in hand for too short shelf life.
"I want the things, just forget about the things you give, but if you can find the same Shi Chenhua, you can contact me and I will continue to collect them. In addition, I will collect five other medicinal materials." After Huang Tianba read out a string of medicinal materials in one breath, the man quickly wrote them down on his phone.
He wrote down these medicinal materials before saying, "Okay, they are all unpopular medicinal materials. I haven't seen them a few times. How do you say the price?"
"According to the market price, I am more familiar with this than you, so no one cheats anyone. You can also help me collect from other herb collectors. It is your ability to make the difference, and the quality is enough." Huang Tianba snapped his fingers and asked the other party to wrap Shi Chenhua. He was preparing to take out his mobile phone to pay.
Chapter completed!