The next day.
Qin Gengyun took thirty-eight bags of Qingfengsan and went out.
In the past few days of elixir refining, three Qingling grasses refined thirteen bags of Qingfeng powder, and five Qingling grasses refined twenty-five bags, for a total of thirty-eight bags.
According to a bag of three spiritual stones, there are 114 spiritual stones.
For Qin Gengyun, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money!
However, for a low-level monk like him to suddenly possess so many spiritual stones, he would definitely arouse jealousy, so he had to keep a low profile.
Qin Gengyun held thirty-eight bags of Qingfeng Powder tightly in his arms and walked calmly on the road, trying not to let anyone see any clues.
After leaving Zhaiyu Alley, we came to Caifeng Street. The street gradually became wider and more lively with people coming and going.
Suddenly, a sharp sound pierced the air above his head.
People raised their heads one after another, pointed at a brilliant stream of light in the sky and exclaimed:
"It's a flying sword! A middle-grade flying sword!"
The monks' travel tools include flying swords and flying boats.
Among them, flying swords are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The lowest-grade flying sword requires hundreds of spirit stones. Most of the people in Yunling Town are ordinary casual cultivators, so naturally they cannot afford it.
And this dazzling mid-grade flying sword in the sky is something that even the low-level monks dare not dream of.
That's why everyone was so excited when they saw it.
Someone started to discuss:
"I have often seen flying swords passing by recently. The annual Northern Wilderness Trial of the three major sects is about to begin, right?"
"It would be great if I could sit with this middle-grade flying sword for a while!"
The meteor-like flying sword in the sky quickly moved away, leaving a colorful trail in the sky, which was shocking and eye-catching.
Qin Gengyun withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
Soon I arrived at Lingdan Square. The owner of the workshop was still not there today, and there was nothing going on in the workshop.
At Youshi, Qin Gengyun left his duty on time and came to Danfu Tower.
The shopkeeper with a mustache was greeting a group of guests. These people seemed to be a treasure hunting team, preparing to go to the Northern Wilderness. Before departure, they came to the Danfu Tower to buy elixirs and talismans.
After the group of people left, Qin Gengyun stepped forward and said to Shopkeeper Mustache:
"Shopkeeper, I brought some high-grade Qingfengsan, do you still accept it?"
The mustache shopkeeper was startled, then recognized him and said with a smile:
"It turns out to be this fellow Taoist, of course I'll accept it, but if it's too little..."
Qin Gengyun took a step forward and whispered: "I have thirty-eight bags."
The mustache shopkeeper paused, and a harmless smile appeared on his face again:
"Fellow Taoist, do you really have so many?"
Qin Gengyun nodded, took out the bag containing Qingfeng powder from his arms, and opened it in front of the shopkeeper.
The mustache shopkeeper looked over, and after a moment, he handed over to Qin Gengyun:
"This fellow Taoist, haven't you asked me your name yet?"
His words were much more polite.
Qin Gengyun also handed over his hand: "My surname is Qin."
Shopkeeper Mustache laughed and said: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Qin. My surname is Tong. Fellow Daoist Qin, please call me Shopkeeper Tong. I have collected all these Qingfeng Powder and the Three Spiritual Stones. How about that?"
Qin Gengyun was about to agree when a familiar crisp voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Fellow Taoist, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Qin Gengyun turned his head, but it was Mo Xiaolan who was wearing a plain robe. He saw Mo Xiaolan blinking at him imperceptibly. Qin Gengyun understood, cupped his hands and said:
"What does this fellow Taoist do for you?"
Noila Mo smiled and said to Qin Gengyun:
"Fellow Taoist, my master is also looking for high-grade Qingling grass recently. Can you sell these to my master? What's the price..."
Mo Xiaolan paused, looked at Shopkeeper Tong intentionally or unintentionally, and said crisply:
"negotiable."
"This..." Qin Gengyun hesitated, looked at Shopkeeper Tong, and then at Mo Xiaolan:
"Can the price be higher?"
"Naturally." Noila Mo smiled like a flower:
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know. Recently, the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect went to Beihuang for a trial. In addition, it is suspected that a treasure hidden by the Holy Master of the Demon Sect was discovered in the Tianlu Mountain of Beihuang. Your Qingfengsan is really the solution to the problem in Tianlu Mountain. The supply of black miasma's treasure exceeds demand, so my master is naturally willing to pay a higher price."
After hearing Mo Xiaolan's words, shopkeeper Tong's expression finally changed and he said quickly:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, Danfu Tower has always been a good boy. It would be more appropriate to sell your things to us. We can discuss the price as appropriate."
Qin Gengyun pretended to be in a dilemma. Shopkeeper Tong stepped forward and pulled him aside and whispered:
"How about a bag of 3 spiritual stones and 50 spiritual baht?"
Qin Gengyun thought for a while and finally said:
"Okay, Shopkeeper Tong, I can trust the reputation of Danfu Tower."
He turned around and said to Noila Mo: "Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry. Shopkeeper Tong and I have a gentleman's agreement. We can't sell anything to the owner of the Tong family."
Noila Mo held up her hands and said disappointedly: "In that case, I won't bother you. Fellow Taoist, if you still have high-grade Qingfeng Powder in the future, you can come to me at any time."
After saying that, he left angrily.
Shopkeeper Tong seemed to be worried about the long nights and many dreams, so he quickly asked someone to bring 133 spiritual stones and accepted all Qin Gengyun's Qingfeng Powder.
"Thank you, shopkeeper Tong, and say goodbye."
There were many people in the Danfu Tower. Qin Gengyun was worried about being stared at, so he had to leave after collecting the spirit stones.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, wait a moment."
Shopkeeper Tong stopped him and said with a smile:
"I have something to discuss, can we move to the inner hall?"
Qin Gengyun looked around, thought for a while, and nodded.
Shopkeeper Tong took him to the inner hall, asked him to sit down, and then said:
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qin still has Qingfeng Powder of the same grade?"
Qin Gengyun asked: "Shopkeeper Tong, how much do you want?"
Shopkeeper Tong held out two fingers: "Two hundred bags, the price is still 3 spirit stones and 50 spirit baht per bag."
Qin Gengyun almost fell off his chair, but managed to calm down and said in a deep voice:
"Shopkeeper Tong, two hundred bags is not a small amount. Can you allow me to go back and think about it, and I will reply to you tomorrow?"
Shopkeeper Tong smiled and nodded: "Of course you can, but I want to remind fellow Taoist Qin that if you agree, you must deliver the goods within ten days."
Qin Gengyun was shocked. It took him five days to refine less than forty bags, but he had to refine two hundred bags in ten days. It was too difficult.
But if it is really made, two hundred bags, that is seven hundred spiritual stones!
With so many spiritual stones, I can buy most of the spiritual elixir shop!
But, does Fellow Daoist Qiu have so many Qingling grass?
Even if she can get it, can my alchemy speed reach two hundred bags in ten days?
When Qin Gengyun walked out of the Danfu Tower, he was still in a daze.
In an instant, his net worth went from less than ten spirit stones to over a hundred spirit stones.
Moreover, there is a huge opportunity in front of us.
Life's circumstances change so fast that it's really overwhelming.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, congratulations!"
After leaving Caifeng Street, a tall and strong figure appeared in front of him, with a bright and clear smile on his heroic face.
Qin Gengyun quickly raised his hand to her: "Fellow Daoist Mo, thank you so much just now!"
If Mo Xiaolan hadn't tried to help him raise the price just now, he would have earned nearly 20 less spirit stones in his lifetime!
Mo Xiaolan waved her hand with a smile: "I sometimes go to the Danfu Tower to inquire about the prices of talisman paper and materials. I happened to meet you today. I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for a few days, you could already make such a high-quality Qingfeng San."
Although she looked indifferent, Qin Gengyun knew that after Mo Xiaolan helped her like that, once shopkeeper Tong came to his senses, it would be difficult for Mo Xiaolan to enter the Danfu Tower again.
After these two hundred bags of Qingfeng Powder are finished, I will try to repay others well.
Today, Noila Mo did not go to the night market. The two of them walked to Zhaiyu Lane together. Qin Gengyun asked:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, although there are matters about the sect's trial and the treasure left by the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect, as far as I know, the high-grade Qingfeng Powder can only be worth three spirit stones at most. Why is Shopkeeper Tong willing to increase the price?"
