After Ning Qingyun took the painkillers, he soon calmed down. The two of them returned the same way. Hua Ren, who was originally pinned not far from the door of the store, had disappeared. The two of them left and returned, leaving Hua Ren who was about to close the store. Hongxiang was a little surprised, and then she became a little nervous. Did these two people not want to buy it and want their deposit back?
Hong Xiang clenched the pill bottle in her hand and forced a smile, "Are you guys ready to trade now?"
"Do you also sell other things in this store?" Rong Xianxian pointed to the red paper umbrella and the lifelike bird.
"Sell, distinguished guest, do you still want to buy this?" Hongxiang asked expectantly.
The red paper umbrella has two thousand spirit stones, the puppet bird has three thousand spirit stones, plus the previous crystal house, a total of ten thousand spirit stones. If you have these ten thousand spirit stones, you can send your brother to Kaiyuan Continent. Thinking of this, Hongxiang couldn't help but her heart beat faster.
After Rong Xianxian discovered that the spiritual stones growing from the bottom of the river in the foggy space were different from the low-grade spiritual stones, she specifically searched for information about the levels of spiritual stones and found that most of the spiritual stones in her space were medium-grade spiritual stones. Some of the larger ones are high-grade spiritual stones. The total amount of spiritual energy in the middle-grade spiritual stones is about ten times that of the low-grade spiritual stones, but the price is a hundred times that of the low-grade spiritual stones. The main reason is that the spiritual energy in the middle-grade and upper-grade spiritual stones is very pure. , it can be directly absorbed and used without the need to purify the spiritual energy through exercises. At the critical moment when the enemy needs to use spiritual stones to restore spiritual energy to save lives, this difference is related to life and death, not to mention the scarcity of medium and high-grade spiritual stones. The price difference between high-grade spiritual stones and low-grade spiritual stones is hundreds of times, and no one is willing to trade them.
When Hongxiang saw Rong Xianxian taking out a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, she held her breath, and then her heart beat like a drum.
"You said these puppets were passed down from your ancestors, so your ancestors should have been puppet masters!" Rong Xianxian asked.
"Yes, my family comes from a family of puppet masters, and our ancestors have also been glorious. However, something happened in my grandfather's generation, and now we are in such a state of decline." Hongxiang has not yet calmed down her excitement, with a trembling tone in her voice.
"So, you should have the drawings for making the puppet in your hand, right?" Rong Xianxian stepped forward and asked in a lowered voice.
"You, what do you want to do?" Hongxiang took two steps back, her voice trembling. Both ordinary people and practitioners should know that skills and techniques are secrets that are not taught. It is impossible to ask such a question without malicious intentions. of the problem.
She has no talent for making puppets. She usually sells ordinary puppets made by her younger brother to earn some money to make ends meet. Some time ago, her younger brother accidentally injured his forearm and injured his muscles and bones. He needs training. His mother's old illness has relapsed and she needs spiritual stone treatment. In desperation, she put these things out for sale.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking if the puppet drawings are for sale?" Rong Xianxian took a step back when she saw Hongxiang's excitement.
"Not for sale!" Hongxiang said without hesitation.
"Then I don't want this crystal house of yours. Please return the deposit I paid in advance." Rong Xianxian reached out and put the one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones back into the sachet space. She looked at Hongxiang and waited for her to return the crystal house. Two bottles of Yuan Chu Dan.
"No, no..." Hongxiang staggered back again, shaking her head with red eyes.
She knew in her heart that if the person in front of her was unwilling to buy the Crystal House, she wouldn't even be able to afford a bottle of Yuan Chu Dan at the price offered by Huaren. It wouldn't matter if her life was difficult, but her mother's illness couldn't delay it.
"Why not?" Rong Xianxian frowned.
"Since the deposit has been paid, now that you have unilaterally broken the contract, the deposit cannot be refunded!" Hongxiang's eyes were red, and she huddled in the corner behind the counter, with no way out.
"Forget it, I'll give the pill to you, let's go!" Rong Xianxian said to Ning Qingyun.
"Okay." Ning Qingyun nodded cooperatively.
"Don't go, two distinguished guests. This puppet bird has a lifelike shape. After the core is installed, it is no different from a real bird. It is very convenient for listening to news and delivering letters. There is also this red paper umbrella. After installing the core, it can cover up Traces, these are very practical alchemy products. If you don't buy them, you will definitely regret it in the future." Hong Xiang's urgent tone conveyed anxiety that could not be concealed.
"There is nothing to regret. Although these things are exquisite, they are not impossible to buy. At most, they will only cost a few more dollars in the future." Rong Xian smiled fairyly.
"You two, please stay!" A small door was pushed open on the wall behind the counter. A weak voice came from behind the door, and then a thin, somewhat rickety woman came out. Next to her, there was A young man with a tall and straight body, his right arm was wrapped in a thick bandage and hung down weakly.
"Mom, why are you up?" Hongxiang hurried over to help her.
"You two, the blueprints of the Heavenly Jade Crystal House, the Red Paper Umbrella, and the Puppet Bird can be sold for ten thousand spiritual stones per blueprint!" the frail woman said.
"I can't afford this price!" Rong Xianxian shook his head.
"Then you go!" The woman lowered her head indifferently.
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. I can't afford the price you want, but I can cure your illness." Rong Xian smiled.
"Are you serious?" Hongxiang and the boy asked in unison.
"I agreed to sell the blueprints for the future of my children, not to cure my illness. Even if you can really cure my disease, you cannot exchange the blueprints."
"Mom, no matter how good your future is, it's not as important as your life!" The young man stepped forward and asked repeatedly, "Can you really cure my mother's disease? How long will it take? First tell me what my mother is. sick?"
"Your Majesty's condition should not be considered an illness, but an injury to the meridians. To be more precise, it was caused by poison. This poison invaded the Dantian when your Majesty was not prepared. As the spiritual energy traveled along the meridians, it was difficult to detect it in the early stage without feeling anything. , by the time your father realized something was wrong and wanted to get rid of the toxin, it was already too late. Toxins and spiritual energy are mixed together. You have me and I have you. It is inseparable. This toxin will slowly shrink the originally strong meridians until Completely cut off, and after the practitioner's meridians wither, the lifespan increased by practice will be consumed rapidly, and the meridians are completely withered, which is the time of death." This toxin is extracted from a poisonous vine, and the vine is named because of the characteristics of this toxin. "Rongmai Vine", Rongxian Xianzhangxin's "Spiritual Plant Map" has an introduction to the Melting Vein Vine. If one is poisoned by the Melting Vein Vine, the poisoned person will suffer from atrophy of the body due to the withering of the meridians throughout the body. There will be green toxin particles precipitating, so Rong Xianxian can see the crux of the problem at a glance.
"As long as you can heal my mother's injury, I will give you these three drawings with both hands." The young man took out three stacks of drawings from his storage bag and placed them on the counter.
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