"How many spiritual stones can one 'Snake Herb' plant sell for?" The young man pursed his lips and said shamelessly.
The short Taoist said with an air of dignity: "A total of 2,500 low-level spiritual stones were sold!"
"Impossible! You are lying. No matter how good the quality of the "Snake Herb" is, it cannot be sold at such a sky-high price. You treat me like a three-year-old child!" The young man said to one side of his face, refusing to follow such a liar.
The short Taoist laughed and said, "You kid! Of course, "Snake Herb" cannot sell so many spiritual stones, but if it is "Snake Herb", that's a different matter."
The short Taoist saw the young man turning his face and said proudly: "The plant Mr. Tian bought was not 'Snake Herb' at all, but a rare fourth-grade elixir 'Snake Herb', but he picked up a big mistake."
"How can anyone be so stupid? You sold a fourth-grade elixir for less than a hundred spirit stones. You are lying again." The young man still didn't believe it and snorted.
"Little guy, don't believe it. Even if there is a plant of "Snake Grass" placed in front of you, you wouldn't recognize it. You would think it is "Snake Grass"! "Shea Tree" is a variant of "Snake Grass" , the appearance is basically the same as "Snake Herb"! The rhizome and aroma are slightly different, and even an expert can't tell them apart." The short Taoist said clearly.
"You lied!" the boy shouted loudly.
"Fifth brother, don't be rude. What this fellow Taoist said is right. Some spiritual snakes often hang around the "snake herb" and like to eat the "morning dew" condensed in the "snake herb" in the morning. The spirit snakes spit out messages. Over time, "snake herb" "Herb" was moistened by snake saliva, mutated, and turned into "snake grass" after hundreds of years. Distinguishing between the two requires a lot of eyesight, and things sometimes happen." The man holding the knife patted the young man's stubborn little head and said.
The short Taoist raised his hands and said, "This fellow Taoist is still sensible. You little guy, please learn more!"
"That old man is also capable. Why are you so arrogant?" The young man muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Hey! You little guy!" The short Taoist was suddenly very angry.
"One hundred and fifty-four thousand low-level spiritual stones!" The old man surnamed Tian had already squeezed under the high platform and increased the price again.
Then he turned around and raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, everyone must know Tian's situation. Tian is determined to get this "Broken Sky Grass". Please give it your love and show your support! Tian is grateful!"
When the white-haired old man surnamed Tian, with a humble demeanor, cupped his hands, looked around, and uttered a trembling plea, the noisy crowd became much quieter for a while, and no one asked to increase the price. Obviously, this old man surnamed Tian did have something. prestige.
The man in brocade uniform standing on the high platform couldn't help but darken his face, but soon he smiled and shouted loudly: "Everyone, what is "Broken Sky Grass"? What is its effect? I don't need to elaborate on it! As the saying goes : It’s hard to build a foundation, it’s hard to reach the sky, it’s hard to break the heart, but the great road is in front of you.”
"Opportunities like this don't come from time to time. There's only one "Shattered Sky Grass". Well, I won't talk about the many. One hundred and fifty-four thousand low-level spiritual stones, one time!"
At this time, a strong man in black raised his hand and shouted: "One hundred and fifty-eight thousand low-level spiritual stones!" Then he raised his hand to the old man named Tian and said: "Old Tian, it's not that I don't give you face, Ning is trapped. It’s been almost ten years since I’ve been waiting for Dzogchen, and I’ve been offended by this “broken sky grass”.”
"Friend Daoist Ning is serious, it's Tian who is in charge. Things related to "Tao luck" naturally have no concessions. Everyone should rely on their own abilities! Mr. Tian offered 160,000 yuan!" The old man surnamed Tian said with a wry smile.
A young man in colorful clothes in the crowd said with a smile: "The one with the highest price will get it, of course! One hundred and sixty-five thousand low-level spiritual stones. If any Taoist friends raise the price, I will quit!"
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"Second brother, that old man is so old, why did he pay such a high price for this "Broken Sky Grass"? Didn't he pick it up? One hundred and sixty-five thousand low-level spiritual stones are no longer cheap." The young man looked at the old man surnamed Tian. He asked in confusion about the price increase.
The man holding the knife shook his head and said hesitantly: "I think I'll take a photo first and wait for the value to increase!"
At this time, the short Taoist interjected again and said with a reverent look: "In addition to being admirable for Mr. Tian's sharp vision and wide knowledge, what is even more admirable is his indomitable and unswerving heart to seek the truth. Even though he is seventy years old, he is still admirable. Don’t let go of your obsession to open up the “Purple Mansion” and build the foundation of the road. If you take a picture of this “Broken Sky Grass”, Mr. Tian will definitely keep it for his own use.”
"You're lying again!" The young man said immediately. Every cultivator knows that after a cultivator reaches the age of knowing his destiny, the difficulty of "building a foundation" will gradually increase with age. Old man Na Tian is even older. Years later, if you still think about "building a foundation", isn't this looking for death? Who are you trying to deceive?
The young man turned his face sideways and pursed his lips, looking like he was stupidly trying to believe who was the other. It was funny to watch! In fact, not only did the young man not believe it, but Liu Yu was also deeply suspicious. At this age, if he forcibly "build the foundation", he would probably die without resurrecting, and it would be better to hang himself quickly.
The short Taoist was not angry, he shook his head and said: "Little guy, it's normal if you don't believe it. At first, Pindao didn't believe Mr. Tian's deeds, but after a little inquiry, you will know that Pindao's words are true. Mr. Tian's deeds are among the casual cultivators. It has been spread for a long time, and it can be called a role model for our generation!"
"Then tell me!" The young man saw that the short Taoist didn't look like he was lying, and rolled his black eyes and said curiously.
The short Taoist said with admiration: "Tian Lao has two spiritual roots of fire and wood. His qualifications are not bad. With this qualification, he can enter the four major sects. It's a pity that when he discovered that he had spiritual roots, Mr. Tian was already past the age of aspiration and missed the opportunity. The best period of practice is to become a casual practitioner like us."
"But Mr. Tian did not give up. He devoted himself to seeking the Tao. He started from the lowest clerk in the market and became the shopkeeper. After that, he also went to the mountains to practice hard. After going through all kinds of difficulties, he practiced until he was seventy years old and finally reached the point of practicing Qi. Great Perfection. I have never married and have no children. I am determined to open up the Purple Mansion and build the foundation of Taoism."
"In recent years, we have been preparing for the "Foundation Building" matter. Two years ago, we also bought a "Foundation Building Pill" here for a high price of 120,000 low-level spiritual stones. The courage is so strong that it is eye-catching!"
"Is this all true? Then this old man is too powerful." The young man said blankly.
Liu Yu couldn't help but glance at the tall figure of the old man surnamed Tian under the high platform, and secretly praised: "He is indeed a role model for our generation!"
At this time, the bidding has reached a fever pitch. After the price has been rising steadily, there are only a few bidders, and their faces are extremely solemn.
"One hundred and seventy thousand low-level spiritual stones!" The strong man in black said through gritted teeth.
The old man surnamed Tian had a determined look on his face, he was determined to win, and immediately shouted: "One hundred and seventy-one thousand low-level spiritual stones!"
Seeing that no one in the audience had called out the price for a long time, the man in the brocade uniform said, "One hundred and seventy-one thousand one time!", looked around and said again: "One hundred and seventy-one thousand one time!"
The strong man in black frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to open his mouth several times. Finally, he turned around suddenly and squeezed out of the crowd in despair.
The man in the brocade suit paused for a moment, and finally shouted loudly: "The deal is done, congratulations to Mr. Tian, for buying this "Shattered Sky Grass" with 171,000 low-level spiritual stones, congratulations! Congratulations!"
At this time, the old man surnamed Tian let out a sigh of relief. One hundred and seventy-one thousand low-level spiritual stones was already the highest price he could give. The day before yesterday, he spent a high price to buy a "Seven Star Flower" from an old friend. , there were not many spiritual stones left on his body, but fortunately Ning Yuan could not sink, otherwise this "Broken Sky Grass" would have been missed.
"good!"
"Tian Lao! Well done!"
"Mr. Tian, when are you going to build the foundation?"
There were bursts of cheers from the crowd. The old man surnamed Tian had been hanging out in Wuhu Square for decades, and his reputation had long been spread among the many casual cultivators in Beiluan City. A living example and a source of motivation to persevere.
