Ximen Renshan is the only first-level middle-grade alchemist in the Ximen family and has studied alchemy for more than fifty years.
Although his level is low, his knowledge of alchemy is not low at all.
If an alchemist walks up to him, he can tell it even with his eyes closed, that is the special alchemy fragrance that belongs to the alchemist.
From the subtle alchemy fragrance emanating from Sang Xiaoyu's body opposite him, he could tell that the other person was an alchemist and had been making alchemy for more than a year.
And this is what made him confused. Sang Xiaoyu was just a guest at Ximen's house, not a monk of Ximen's family.
If it weren't for Ximen Changkong, the genius of the family, who kept insisting, the Ximen family might not have taken in the Sang family's grandson.
For the Sang family's grandchildren, the Ximen family only fulfilled its responsibility to take them in, and did not give them any cultivation resources, let alone care for them.
Even their cave abode belonged to Ximen Changkong.
Learning alchemy is very expensive. With the strength of the Ximen family, they can only train six low-level alchemists. The family will not spend resources to train an outsider.
So, how did Sang Xiaoyu learn to make alchemy? Ximen Renshan thought about it doubtfully, then looked up at Ximen Changqing, and seemed to understand everything.
Qingyangfang was breached, and the grandnephew picked up a lot of resources. What he sent to the family treasury was worth seventy or eighty thousand spiritual stones. He must have a lot of private treasures in his hands, and maybe he really picked up an alchemy furnace.
'This brat is lucky. First he found leaks in Qingyangfang, and then discovered the Demon Fox Cave. He got so many benefits, which is enough to train this little girl. '
Ximen Renshan sighed in his heart. Although Sang Xiaoyu was an outsider, she was Ximen Changqing's cousin. To this grandnephew, Sang Xiaoyu was not an outsider.
Rejected, Ximen Yunjin didn't speak again during the whole journey, and his son Ximen Changyu didn't dare to say a word either. Sang Xiaoyu lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, while Ximen Changqing closed his eyes to rest.
An hour later, the carriage arrived at Qingyangfang, and the five people got off the car one after another. Ximen Changqing and the other three ran away in a flash, leaving only the two elders with wry smiles.
"Yunjin, don't blame Changqing. He left those elixirs for Sang Xiaoyu to practice with. Sang Xiaoyu is already an alchemist."
Looking at the backs of the three little guys running away, Ximen Renshan said.
Hearing this, Ximen Yunjin looked at the three people running away and said doubtfully: "Sang Xiaoyu, is she an alchemist? All three alchemy furnaces in the family are under my management, and I haven't seen her borrow them."
Ximen Renshan smiled and said with a sigh: "You have forgotten that Changqing gained a lot in Qingyangfang. How could he know that without an alchemy furnace, how much would he keep if he gave the clan treasury 60,000 kilograms of white jade spirit valley?"
"This kid actually helps outsiders like this, just like his elder brother."
"Yunjin, to Changqing, Sang Xiaoyu is not an outsider. In addition, your son is not ordinary to Sang Xiaoyu. If he becomes your daughter-in-law, he will not be considered an outsider."
As someone who has come before, Ximen Renshan has very vicious eyes. He sees all the little moves of the juniors, and nothing can be hidden from him.
"Changyu and Sang Xiaoyu..." Ximen Yunjin was confused and lost in thought.
The flow of people in Fangshi was more than Ximen Changqing imagined, but compared with the previous grand gathering of Yunjianfang, it was still a little worse.
The three of them wandered around Fangshi, found a place to set up a stall, and put out the prepared resources for cultivating immortals.
Most of the monks who came to participate in the auction were Qi-training monks, and there were very few foundation-building monks. The auction was divided into two levels and would be held separately.
The first stage will be held three times, and the second stage will be held twice, with intervals, so that all five auctions can be held in ten days.
Lasting for more than a month, the monks can hold exchange meetings at any time, and the scale can be decided by themselves. After each auction, they can also stay on site to exchange resources.
“What’s the price of Bigu Pill?”
Business quickly came to the door, and a casual cultivator on the third level of Qi training squatted down.
"Six spiritual stones for one." Sang Xiaoyu reported the price.
"Ten spirit stones and sixty-five, okay?"
Ximen Changqing smiled: "Deal."
According to the price in the store, one spirit stone can only buy five Bigu Pills. Six pills are already very cheap. A few more discounts will satisfy casual cultivators.
One Bigu Pill can keep away food for three days. Only ten Bigu Pills are needed in a month, which is only two spiritual stones. If you buy spiritual grains to satisfy your hunger, you will need three or four spiritual stones.
The casual cultivator was overjoyed and happily took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and collected sixty-five Bigu Pills, which were enough for him to take for half a year.
"How can I sell this low-grade magic weapon?"
The casual cultivator saw that the Bigu Pill was so cheap, and the magic weapon was naturally not expensive, so he picked up an iron sword and played with it carefully.
"Twenty percent off, only eighty spirit stones."
A low-grade magic weapon engraved with three forbidden formations is worth a hundred spirit stones, so a 20% discount is already a huge deal.
Casual cultivators are not stupid either. They naturally understand that eighty spirit stones are cheap enough, but it would be better if they could be cheaper.
"I only have seventy-four low-grade spiritual stones left in my body, okay?"
"Deal." Ximen Changqing did not hesitate at all.
The casual cultivator paid the spiritual stone and left happily with the low-grade magic weapon.
"Cousin, is it appropriate for us to sell it so cheaply? Are we at a loss?" Sang Xiaoyu asked weakly.
"This is called small profits but quick turnover. If you can sell something, you will make a profit. What I'm most afraid of is setting up the stall for many days and not being able to sell a single item. That would be torture."
When he was in Yunjianfang, he found that many casual cultivators had set up stalls for many days, but never sold a single item, which was a waste of time.
The benefit of selling goods at a low price came immediately. The casual cultivator who left quickly came back with two companions, one who practiced Qi at the fifth level and the other who practiced at the eighth level.
The monk at the eighth level of Qi training was very tall and tall. He immediately spotted a dark iron hammer engraved with eleven forbidden formations.
"Good hammer, I want four hundred spirit stones." His bold aura was clearly visible.
"Really, it's a deal."
Ximen Changqing didn't waste any time and agreed directly. With Xiao Jin's help, he forged this black iron hammer at a cost of only more than a hundred spirit stones, and the profit was already very high.
The monk at the fifth level of Qi training is a woman. She chose two medium-grade magic weapons, one for offense and one for defense. She bought a bottle of talisman ink and a bottle of Qi training powder and paid 480 spirit stones.
"Fellow Taoist, don't you have a talisman pen?"
It can be seen that this female cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training is a talisman maker, which can be seen from her purchase of talisman ink.
"talisman pen? In a few days, I will go to the family warehouse to have a look. Maybe there will be one." Ximen Changqing answered casually.
The talisman pen is not an alchemy furnace. It is not difficult to refine, but it is slightly more difficult than ordinary magic weapons, and the price is at least 30% more expensive.
It’s not much of a problem to go to the Jiutian Space to temporarily refine a few rods.
"Okay, I'll come back in three days."
The female cultivator on the fifth level of Qi training looked happy, and casually thrust a bottle of Qi training powder into the hands of the third-level Qi training cultivator. This should be the introduction fee.
