"Miss Lin, is there a place selling spiritual materials near here?"
On the way, Ning Yue asked casually.
The Feathered Grass can no longer be wasted. It must be refined into a Foundation Building Pill. After all, this pill is hard currency in the cultivation world, harder than spiritual stones.
"Spiritual materials? Yes, there are many spiritual materials shops in Kyoto."
Lin Huiru said subconsciously.
"The spiritual materials I need are relatively expensive, so take me to the largest spiritual materials store and I'll see if there's anything I want."
Ning Yue smiled.
"Then you can only go to Baiyao Hall. Grandpa often goes there to search for elixirs. The elixirs there are quite complete. They are prescribed by a Qi Refining monk."
Lin Huiru thought for a while, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Then she took Ning Yue to Baiyao Hall.
After a cup of tea.
"This is it."
Lin Huiru said.
Ning Yue looked up and saw that the building in front of him was the largest elixir shop in the Xuanguang Dynasty - Baiyao Hall!
"Sir, what do you want to buy?"
A boy came forward.
"Wander around as you like, don't worry about us."
Ning Yue smiled lightly.
When the boy heard this, he felt slightly disappointed and turned around to leave.
Lin Huiru didn't know what Ning Yue wanted to buy, so she could only follow Ning Yue around the Baiyao Hall.
Ning Yue kept scanning his eyes, trying to find something missing. Unfortunately, there were indeed elixirs here, but very few. He couldn't even get together some of the corner elixirs needed for the Foundation Establishment Pill, let alone find key spiritual materials like Tianling Water. .
"Let's go."
Ning Yue shook his head in disappointment.
Just when he was about to leave, an old man walked in outside.
The old man seemed to often live in the mountains. His clothes were somewhat tattered and he was holding a cloth bag in his hand.
"You, do you accept elixirs here? I have a 30-year-old ginseng here..."
"Thirty years of ginseng?"
Many warriors stopped for a moment and looked at the bag in the old man's hand, with a hint of greed in their eyes.
Ning Yue was also a little curious. Ginseng was not easy to grow. Thirty-year-old ginseng was very rare. Even in the elixir garden at Danxinmen in the lower world, there were few elixirs that could reach thirty-year-old age.
"Brother, we are here at Baiyao Hall. Of course we accept ginseng. Open the bag and let me see the age and quality."
An old man came slowly. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and had impressive weapons. When the warriors around him saw this old man, their faces suddenly showed respectful expressions.
The first appraiser of Baiyao Hall—Zhou Jue!
If they were just appraisers, these warriors might not buy it, but Zhou Jue himself was also a Qi Refining monk.
This is why they are so respectful.
Hearing this, the old man from the mountains immediately opened the bag and took out a ginseng stick. A faint aroma instantly covered up the smell of various elixirs in the Baiyao Hall, making people feel refreshed.
"This is... blood ginseng. Blood ginseng is smaller than ginseng of the same age. It has been growing for at least a hundred years!"
Ning Yue was a little shocked.
He could tell at a glance what was remarkable about this ginseng. The lines on it were unique to blood ginseng, and they were called blood lines.
Except for the blood lines, the rest is no different from ordinary ginseng. Only experienced people can see the clues.
He could tell at a glance that it was also because he had obtained the true inheritance of the Medical Saint Sect.
"Well, it's in good condition, but what's the age limit? It's not the thirty years you mentioned, it's only ten years. I'll take the three hundred silver coins."
Zhou Jue took a look and nodded.
"Ten years? Impossible. The little old man has been in the mountains for many years. This ginseng is at least thirty years old."
The old man shook his head repeatedly.
Zhou Jue's face darkened: "If you don't believe what I say, go and ask other people and see what they say, but I advise you not to waste your efforts. Bai Yaotang always tells the truth in Qingyunfang!"
Everyone vaguely noticed something, and the old man seemed to understand, and his face became a little ugly.
Ning Yue frowned slightly. The other party probably didn't notice that this was a blood ginseng, but the year couldn't have been mistaken.
Otherwise, how could we support such a large elixir shop?
"You have to use the ginseng as soon as possible after it is unearthed, otherwise it will be useless after the spiritual energy has dissipated. Now it is only worth two hundred and fifty silver coins."
Zhou Jue said calmly.
The old man's expression changed drastically.
"This this……"
"Now, it's only worth two hundred silver coins."
Zhou Jue said coldly.
He looked like a sure winner.
Sure enough, the old man said anxiously: "Three hundred silver coins, just three hundred silver coins, little old man sold it!"
"Haha, wouldn't it have been better if we had done this earlier? Come, give him two hundred silver coins."
Zhou Jue seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"two hundred……"
The old man's face was as pale as dirt.
"Haha, I didn't expect that such a big Baiyao Hall would do such deception."
Ning Yue sneered.
"Who! Who is talking nonsense here, dares to slander Baiyao Hall, and still wants to live?"
Zhou Jue turned around suddenly and then locked his eyes on Ning Yue.
"This kid is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf."
Many people secretly thought.
"What? To be fair, you're going to kill me?"
Ning Yue looked at Zhou Jue coldly.
"To be fair? At your young age, do you know how to identify spiritual materials? I said this ginseng is only ten years old. Isn't that right?"
Zhou Jue looked gloomy.
"Unfortunately, I happen to know how to identify spiritual materials. Judging from the quality of this ginseng, I haven't been able to escape for thirty years.
What's more, it is not an ordinary ginseng, but a rare blood ginseng. Blood ginseng is naturally small, and it must be at least a hundred years old to grow to this size! "
Ning Yue said coldly.
What! ?
Blood ginseng! ?
Everyone was stunned. They had only heard of blood ginseng, but had never seen it. They were stunned by Ning Yue's words.
"Hahaha! Blood ginseng? You say this is blood ginseng? It's such nonsense, I'm going to laugh it off!"
Zhou Jue couldn't help laughing, his eyes full of ridicule.
"Blood, is blood ginseng valuable?"
The old man asked stammeringly.
"It's valuable, at least it can't be bought with three hundred silver coins."
Ning Yue said.
"How can you prove it's blood ginseng?"
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded.
A woman in purple clothes walked slowly with a few followers. Seeing this, Zhou Jue immediately clasped his fists and saluted:
"Miss, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. Things like blood ginseng are just rumors."
Miss?
Seeing the slight change in everyone's expressions and Zhou Jue becoming very polite, Ning Yue immediately knew that this woman was not an ordinary person.
"I don't need to prove whether it is blood ginseng or not. You Baiyaodang will not do much business if you cheat like this."
Ning Yue said calmly.
After saying this, he said to the old man: "Old man, please send this ginseng to the Lin Mansion, and someone who knows the stuff will pay for it.
The price is at least dozens of times higher than three hundred silver coins. "
"Shuzi is uttering arrogant words!"
Zhou Jue was furious.
The woman in purple also frowned slightly. Baiyao Hall was her father's property. Some people here said that Baiyao Hall was deceitful and abducted. If it was not dealt with, it would affect subsequent business.
"Sir, you must be well-founded in what you say. If you smear our Baiyao Hall like this without any basis, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."
The woman in purple said calmly.
While he was talking, many thugs appeared around him, all of them were guards from Baiyao Hall, glaring at Ning Yue eagerly.
