"Zhenyang Sect canceled the purchase of two hundred Bingqing Pills?"
Qin Gengyun was shocked, and suddenly remembered that day when Mo Xiaolan said that after the three major sects surrounded and destroyed the Demon Sect, they themselves suffered serious losses.
In order to save costs, this year's Northern Wilderness Trial has significantly reduced expenses, replacing expensive high-grade elixirs with lower-grade elixirs of higher quality.
Two hundred Bingqing pills and two hundred bags of high-quality Qingfeng powder.
The difference in effectiveness is not big, but the price is hugely different.
Could it be,
Did I accidentally mess up the shop owner's big deal?
That's really... kind of cool.
But this time I have to be more low-key, so as not to let the boss find out that I ruined his good deeds.
Danfu Tower has rules and cannot disclose the source of goods to the outside world. Shopkeeper Tong should not mention himself to others casually.
He just needs to be cautious now and look at the situation before making plans.
"Qin Gengyun, come here!"
At this time, Yang Fengshan walked out of the alchemy room and shouted to Qin Gengyun.
Qin Gengyun walked over and said calmly: "Guanshi Yang, what's the matter?"
Yang Fengshan pointed to the abandoned alchemy room next to him: "Go in and clean it up."
Qin Gengyun was surprised: "Manager Yang, didn't you say that the alchemy room needs to be repaired and no one is allowed to enter?"
Yang Fengshan glared at him: "Go if I tell you to, why are you talking so much? Be careful to deduct your spirit stone!"
Then he threw the key to him.
Qin Gengyun didn't say any more. He took the key and unlocked the door of the old alchemy room, and walked in with a broom. He saw that it was covered with dust, and the bronze furnace and spiritual fan were still in place.
The surrounding furnishings and decorations have not changed at all, and they do not look like they have been repaired at all.
Qin Gengyun suddenly remembered the conversation he overheard between Yang Fengshan and the shop owner that day.
Yang Fengshan complained to the owner of the workshop, saying that Qin Gengyun always went to the abandoned alchemy room, sneaking around, as if he was planning to take advantage of the bronze furnace.
Qin Gengyun immediately became vigilant.
Yang Fengshan suddenly asked him to clean the old alchemy room and gave him the key.
When the bronze furnace disappears, won't the name of "traitor" be firmly placed on his head?
Thinking of this, Qin Gengyun put down the broom, walked to the alchemy room, and knocked hard on the door.
After a while, Yang Fengshan opened the door and stared at him with an unkind expression:
"Didn't I ask you to clean the old alchemy room?!"
Qin Gengyun stretched out his hand, with the key to the old alchemy room's door lock lying in his palm, and said loudly in a voice that could be heard by everyone around him:
"Manager Yang, it's inappropriate to leave the key to me. I'll give it back to you now."
Yang Fengshan was startled, then waved his hand: "The boss is refining elixirs, please don't disturb me, we will talk tomorrow!"
Qin Gengyun still handed the key to Yang Fengshan:
"Manager Yang, you are the manager, and all room keys should be kept by you. Please accept them."
Yang Fengshan was stunned, his expression changed, and the owner's voice came from inside:
"Fengshan, don't waste time."
"Yes." Yang Fengshan had no choice but to take the key from Qin Gengyun's hand, glared at him fiercely, and slammed the door.
Qin Gengyun had achieved his goal and said no more. He quickly cleaned the old alchemy room and went to do other work.
However, he had already made a decision in his heart. When he was promoted to the second-level alchemy master, he would leave Lingdanfang.
If you have the opportunity, it is better to open an alchemy shop by yourself than to make a living under the roof of others.
...
Danfu Tower.
On the second floor, there is an inner hall specially designed for receiving distinguished guests.
A male cultivator wearing a brocade robe and a face like a crown of jade sat at the top. His posture was elegant and immortal, but his expression was a bit arrogant.
Shopkeeper Tong stood in front of the male cultivator with a smile on his face and said respectfully:
"Master Deacon, Tong Jinyin is the shopkeeper of this Alchemy Building."
This male cultivator in brocade robes is the deacon of Zhenyang Sect. He is ordered by the elders of the inner sect to investigate the remnants of the Demon Sect. He has great power. Although Tong Jinyin is the shopkeeper of Danfu Tower, he can only stand and speak in front of this deacon. share.
The deacon glanced at Shopkeeper Tong and said calmly:
"Danfu Tower is well-informed. Has anything strange happened in Yunling Town recently?"
Shopkeeper Tong thought for a while and said: "A few days ago, there was a ghost cultivating a tribulation at night and even killed a Talisman Master, but it has stopped in the past few days."
The deacon waved his hand: "I'm not here to catch some ghost cultivators, is there anything else?"
Shopkeeper Tong thought hard for a moment and shook his head: "It is indeed gone, Mr. Deacon. Yunling Town is remote and barren, and the remnants of the Demon Sect will not come here even if they want to."
The deacon tapped his fingers on the table and suddenly said: "I heard that most of the high-quality Qingfeng powder purchased for this Northern Wilderness trial came from you?"
Shopkeeper Tong was startled, and then he understood the reason why the deacon came to him, and said quickly:
"Master Deacon, it is true that those high-quality Qingfeng Powders were sold to us by a casual alchemist."
The deacon's eyes were slightly sharp: "A casual cultivator? What kind of cultivation level?"
Shopkeeper Tong replied respectfully: "She should be a third-level Qi practitioner and a first-level alchemist."
"Such a low level of cultivation can actually produce Qingfeng San, which is comparable to the second-grade elixir..."
The deacon asked again: "What else is special about this person?"
Shopkeeper Tong thought for a while and said: "Master Deacon, I think this person is very ordinary. He was promoted to a first-level alchemist in his late forties. He can refine high-grade Qingfeng Powder. He must have accumulated a lot of experience, but he is not able to succeed."
The deacon looked at him: "How do you say this?"
Shopkeeper Tong said: "That day I asked him if he could refine a high-quality blood-coagulating pill within seven days. He said he couldn't do it. He thought he had just become a pill master and could only refine spirit powder."
"In that case, he is almost the same as an ordinary casual cultivator." The coldness in the deacon's eyes gradually dissipated, and he seemed to have lost interest in Yunling Town. He stood up and walked out.
Shopkeeper Tong quickly bowed and saluted: "Master Deacon, walk slowly."
The deacon went straight out of Danfu Tower, looked at the casual cultivators coming and going around, and shook his head disdainfully:
"Senior Sister, you are really worrying too much. What remnants of the Demon Sect could be hidden in this small Yunling Town? That's all, let's go back to the sect and recover."
After speaking, he made a move with his right hand, the light flashed, and a colorful flying sword appeared.
It immediately attracted exclamations from passers-by around him.
"Mid-grade flying sword?!"
"Ziyang Jinpao! He is an inner disciple of Zhenyang Sect!"
"Oh my God!"
"Ant." The deacon snorted coldly. Under the envious eyes of the casual cultivators, he gracefully stepped on the flying sword, rose up from the ground in an instant, and flew away quickly with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
All that was left was a brilliant brilliance and exclamations all over the place.
...
Three moments of unitary hour.
Qin Gengyun returned to Zhaiyu Alley with five more vitality fruits on his body.
He bought this on his way back after selling money.
Refining blood-coagulation pills requires blood-coagulation grass and vitality fruit. Last night, Qiu Zhihe agreed to help him cultivate blood-coagulation grass. The vitality fruit is an ordinary medicinal material. One spiritual stone can buy five of them, so there is no need to trouble Qiu Zhihe.
Walking into Zhaiyu Alley, he was about to go back to his rental house, but saw Meng Yu sitting in front of Mo Xiaolan's house opposite, as if he had been waiting all day.
Qin Gengyun thought for a while, then stepped forward and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Meng, what are you doing?"
Meng Yu raised his head, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he grinned:
"I will wait for Fellow Daoist Mo to come back and kowtow to apologize to her."
"Well, just wait."
Qin Gengyun raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile. Meng Yu didn't know what kind of madness he was suffering from, as if he was a different person.
You should pay more attention later to prevent him from being harmful to Fellow Daoist Mo.
When he got home, Qiu Zhihe had already cooked porridge. When he saw him entering the house, he served him a bowl.
"Let's eat."
"good."
Qin Gengyun smiled and nodded, then sat down to have dinner with Qiu Zhihe.
"You said yesterday that you wanted to give Fellow Daoist Mo a gift to express your gratitude."
Qiu Zhihe suddenly said:
"I've thought about what to give."
