Chapter 672
The Golden Jade Sect is coming
The green eyebrows are here.
The wide black robe described the little girl to block it, and the large number of top-quality spiritual pills made the little girl's identity look mysterious. Many monks' eyes swept over, all of them were filled with awe.
Although I had imagined this kind of attention-oriented feeling countless times in my mind, when I was really standing here, my green eyebrows still felt a little shaking. Fortunately, my wide black robe covered everything and no one noticed this.
A special high platform was placed in the night market, which was made by monks spontaneously and was specially used for the sale of spiritual pills by little girls.
In the sight of everyone, Yao Xian stepped forward slowly without panic, with a calm and generous attitude.
Look, this is the real state of being calm about favor and disgrace. When you watch the clouds roll and the clouds bloom and fall, this medicine fairy must be not an ordinary person.
Countless monks all had such thoughts in their minds, which naturally made them even more respectful.
The little girl on the stage barely stood firm, took several deep breaths, and still felt dizzy when she looked down.
There are countless foundation-building monks, and there are also many seniors of Jindan. There are even dozens of monks with a calm and unobstructed aura gathered together. Although they did not show any power, their demeanor and awe-inspiring monks around them exposed their identities.
A great master in the Nascent Soul realm!
Qingmei felt her mouth dry for a moment. Although she was addicted to being respected and respected, she knew her scrupulousness very well. She was just an ordinary grassroots monk at the bottom. The opportunity to save Xiao Chen, which led to the current situation.
Once something goes wrong, no one will come to save her. As for Xiao Chen, the alchemy methods are naturally extremely superb, but the mysterious and mysterious ones have not shown much ability. The little money-lovers don't want to give his life to him to control.
"It's better to be careful. If you make a mistake elsewhere, you will lose your life. That lady is really dying with her eyes open." Qingmei woke up in her heart, coughed lightly at this moment, and said lightly: "Today's third time, I'm going to sell the spiritual pills. Thank you for coming here. It's still the same rule as before. Only the third-grade spiritual pills are sold, and the price is ten times higher than that of the lower-grade spiritual pills in the pharmacy."
"Okay, fellow Taoists can start."
The monks are obviously divided into three parts. More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators are naturally the first sequence, and nearly a thousand Golden Pill monks are the second sequence. The remaining dense and uncalculable foundation-building monks are the third sequence. Although it is said that they are queuing up to buy, they are only limited to queuing among the same level of monks. If the golden Pill or Foundation-building monks are allowed to enter the team of Nascent Soul monks, they will not have the courage to do so.
So when the sound fell, the first one was the Nascent Soul monk.
The leader is a peak monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"I have met my senior, but I wonder which kind of spiritual pill you want to buy?" Qingmei spoke respectfully, maintaining her sufficient respect for the Nascent Soul monk.
The people who came did not dare to be arrogant, and they were indifferent. The fifth-grade alchemist was not something he could provoke. He heard this at this moment and gave in a little, saying lightly: "Even the top grade of third grade or below is of no use to the lower grade. Therefore, we came here today to buy a spiritual pill to help advance to the level of the golden elixir."
Qingmei nodded, and took out a jade box with a flash of inspiration in her hand, "Please see if this pill is suitable?"
The Nascent Soul monk took it and opened it, his eyes flashed slightly, but he couldn't help but show a faint look of disappointment. Inside this jade box was a third-grade Golden Flow Pill, which was indeed an excellent elixir to break through the level of Golden Follow Pill, but it was not something this person wanted to buy. His descendants had good cultivation qualifications. Although they could make pills if they swallowed this pill, the cost of slowing down the speed of cultivation for a hundred years was a bit too heavy. Otherwise, it would not be difficult to get a Golden Flow Pill with his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.
Qingmei was so smart. Seeing the man's reaction, he became scheming and said without saying a word: "This pill was refined by Master himself. Although it is still a third-grade pill, it is very different from the ordinary Golden Flow Pill."
"Swallow this pill to break the bottleneck and increase the chance of forming a pill to 80%, but this is not the most cherished thing about this pill. Master once said that swallowing this pill to condense the golden pill will not have any adverse effects, and the cultivation speed after condensing the pill will not be affected at all."
The sound fell and everyone was in an uproar.
There is no limit, the chance of forming a pill is as high as 80%, which can be regarded as an upgraded version of the super golden flow pill!
"What the Medicine Fairy said is true?" A bright spirit burst out from the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator. His eyes were clear for a moment, and he asked in a deep voice.
Qingmei was also playing drums in her heart. She just saw a few words in Xiao Chen's jade slips. She had never eaten them before, so how could she know whether it was true or not? But the little girl also understood that she must not show her weakness now, otherwise she would not have confidence in her own pills, so how could other monks buy it?
"If you die, you will die. Brother Xiao Chen is so powerful, he shouldn't talk nonsense." After gritting his silver teeth, the little girl pretended to be ordinary: "Senior, please rest assured. The effect of this pill is absolutely not false at all. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to verify it.
"However, this pill is very effective, and the price cannot be calculated based on ordinary gold flow pills. It requires 20,000 spirit stones to buy it."
The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded and responded, "If the elixir effect is as the medicine fairy said, the price of 20,000 spirit stones is naturally not high, but the achievement of elixir refining is not high. I wonder if any fellow Taoist is willing to take action to verify the effect of this elixir."
The voice fell, and many monks behind him looked at each other but no one spoke. After all, if you want to verify the third-grade spiritual pill, you need at least the fourth-grade alchemist level to do it.
Alchemists of fourth grade and above are already considered upper-level monks.
But at this moment, a cold sneer suddenly came from a corner of the night market.
"A good top-grade golden flow pill can avoid the side effects of reducing the speed of halving for a hundred years of cultivation. I have never heard of this. If so, how about this pill be left to me to verify?"
A group of dozen monks came in a cold manner, and the breath emitting from their bodies caused the faces of many monks in the night market to change slightly. Then they subconsciously made aside, revealing a passage for these dozens of people to enter the venue directly.
The head of these dozen people was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple robe, with five golden patterns on the cuffs flashing faintly, and the whole body was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine, which was obviously caused by the years of alchemy soaking.
There is a young monk behind the old man. He looks handsome, but his eyebrows are a little feminine. It is obviously the person with a gloomy mind. Although this person is not old, his cultivation is not weak, and he can barely reach the early stage of the Nascent Soul.
As for the monks following behind him, they were led by a man with a slightly closed eyes. The man's aura was not obvious at all, and he could not see through the depth. Behind him were all Nascent Soul monks.
This lineup is quite luxurious in the small Qili City, and instantly attracted the eyes of countless monks, and their pupils slightly contracted and showed a sense of awe. Even more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks' expressions changed slightly at this moment and bowed their heads to show their awe.
The old man in the leader has unknown cultivation, but the five golden patterns in purple robe undoubtedly reveal his identity as a fifth-grade alchemist. Such an adult is extremely difficult to see even in some prosperous cities. His status is extremely noble.
Such a powerful monk suddenly arrived, and no matter how you look at it, it exuded a strange aura, which made people feel a little restless.
The green eyebrows changed slightly, and the first thought in his mind was that he was going to be a mess. If it were other monks, this little girl might have dared to sway her teeth and claws and pretend to be powerful, but at this moment, facing a fifth-grade alchemist, the only thing left in her heart is awe.
"It's okay, don't be afraid. The pills refined by Brother Xiao Chen must be fine. Real gold is not afraid of fire refining. Even a fifth-grade alchemist has nothing to be afraid of."
Qingmei secretly cheered herself up, but her face still turned pale.
The mid-stage Nascent Soul monk was even more surprised and happy when he saw the visitor. The fifth-grade alchemist personally verified that it was of course nothing wrong. He respectfully presented the golden flow pill in his hands with both hands, "Please give it a taste of it for seniors."
The old man waved his hand and held the pill in his hand, sniffed the fragrance gently, his complexion changed slightly, he stretched out his nails and gently scratched the pill and put it in his mouth, slowly closing his eyes.
After a while, the man opened his eyes, his eyes seemed a little gloomy, and he said lightly: "This little girl is not lying, the effect of this pill is indeed as she said." At this point, the old man turned around, and his eyes burst out like a lightning like a knife falling on Qingmei.
"Little girl, who is your master? Please come out. No matter what, since you have secretly slandered my pharmacopoeia auction house, why bother to cover up?"
The sound is indifferent, but the cold breath makes people feel scared.
Pharmacopoeia Auction House!
Chapter completed!