After going to the kitchen to receive today's firewood cutting task, Zhao Qing went home, changed into casual clothes, and took Wang Shuyue down the mountain.
The reason why he took off his uniform as a handyman disciple was mainly because he might be recognized outside. While it's not necessarily a bad thing, it's never a mistake to be careful.
If someone discovers that he is buying medicinal materials to make elixirs, the best case scenario is that he will be favored by his senior brother and receive some care, but what about the worse case scenario? Hard to say.
A movement is worse than a moment of stillness, and movement brings good and bad luck.
After all, he didn't know how the Danxia Sect treated the handyman disciples who knew how to make alchemy. Was he promoted to an exceptional level? Or is he punished in the name of stealing a teacher? It has nothing to do with me anyway.
I am a casual cultivator.
At this hour of the day, Zhao Qing, a casual cultivator, came to Danxia City.
When he went out this time, he carried a huge amount of eighteen spiritual stones with him. Excluding the five that Wang Shuyue had collected, this was all his belongings.
As for Wang Shuyue's spiritual stone, he was not planning to use it at the moment, just in case something went wrong and he could make a comeback in the future.
The two of them walked up and down the street, first visiting some ordinary shops but buying nothing.
After confirming that no one was paying attention to them, Zhao Qing turned around and entered a shop called "Ruyi Danfang", while Wang Shuyue pretended to go shopping and wandered around the shop.
This had been assigned a long time ago. Zhao Qing said he was here to sell the Qi Gathering Pill distributed by the sect.
This is not because he deliberately deceived his wife. In fact, he has never refined the elixir even once, so even if he boasts about it, it will have no effect. Moreover, the more Wang Shuyue knows, the more danger he will be in.
He plans to reveal the alchemy matter after he has a certain ability to protect himself. Even though he is living more comfortably in Huozaofang now, it is just because he is worthless. Once the matter is exposed, the third level of Qi Refining is nothing more than a pig waiting to be slaughtered. of lamb.
At Ruyi Danfang, the young waiter was napping at the counter. After hearing the footsteps, he immediately raised his head and tensed up.
"What elixir does our guest need?"
Zhao Qing realized that the boy was a mortal, so he pretended to look at the medicine shelf and said with a sudden thought: "Qi Gathering Pill."
The clerk smiled happily: "There is a Qi Gathering Pill! Yes! Two spirit stones and one. How many do you need, sir?"
Zhao Qing immediately changed his words and said, "I remembered wrongly. Master wants to refine the Qi Gathering Pill and needs a medicinal material called Spirit Devouring Grass. I wonder if you have it here?"
He looked nervous, as if he realized that he had said something wrong, and kept winking at the waiter: "Don't spread the word!"
In fact, Zhao Qing hopes that the recipe will be spread all over the world, so that even if his affairs are exposed, it will not be regarded as stealing from his master.
The purpose of these remarks is to pave the way for future evasion, and secondly to remind others that I still have an alchemy master, so don't mess with me...if walls really have ears.
The alchemy shop clerk smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, sir, the properties of the medicinal materials are nothing. If you don't have enough alchemy skills, it's just a waste of spiritual herbs. There is no need to be too cautious."
"Soul-Eating Grass... I seem to have heard the shopkeeper mention it. I have to ask about this after meeting the shopkeeper."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly, he was not surprised by this answer. Just as he was about to make an appointment to come back next time, the waiter came closer and said quietly: "Do you really not need the Qi Gathering Pill, sir? My shopkeeper is an outer disciple of the Danxia Sect, and his craftsmanship is not comparable to that of casual cultivators. The quality is excellent and the effect is extraordinary.”
Zhao Qing:......
"Farewell!"
After he went out, he took Wang Shuyue and continued wandering around, and he even found a noodle restaurant to eat on the way.
When he was in Huozaofang, he had long heard that many industries in Danxia City belonged to the outer sect brothers, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. But he didn't expect that he would bump into a random house.
It's better to avoid it...
If you want to buy Soul-Eating Grass, there are not many places to choose from. There is a free market in the west of the city. In addition to elixirs, there are also formation talismans for sale, and they also support consignment. It seems to be called the Blood Clothes Building.
He had only heard of it, but had never been in it, because every time he passed by, he could always feel a special spiritual pressure, and the glow on those who came in and out was so bright that it was daunting.
It felt like I passed by the jewelry cabinet when I went to a shopping mall in my previous life and didn't dare to look down. I'm afraid the clerk will come up and ask kindly: "What kind of jewelry do you want, sir? I'll get it for you to try."
Should I say no? Or should I say no?
After leaving the noodle shop, Zhao Qing first exchanged a spiritual stone for twelve taels of gold, and then bought some jewelry for Wang Shuyue, with a lot left.
The girl did not wear it, but carefully put it into her purse.
It is earrings and bracelets inlaid with silver, and a peace buckle made of jade.
Arriving near the Blood Clothes Building, Zhao Qingsi thought about it, took out the amulet he had worn all year round, and stuck it in his wife's lapel. "These two silk fabrics look good. See which style you like and cut two quilts."
Wang Shuyue looked up at her husband, then at the luxurious facade in the distance where people were coming and going, and nodded lightly.
"My husband is just going to do some errands. Shuyue understands the importance. I will wait for you in this shop."
After everything was arranged, Zhao Qing approached the Xueyi Building in one breath. After getting closer, he felt that even the spiritual energy in his body was running much more comfortably.
This shows the strength of this shop.
The people who came in and out were all monks, and they were in a state that Zhao Qing could not sense at all. They were at least in the middle stage of Qi refining. Once there is a collision and a conflict breaks out, this place is no better than inside the sect...
Thinking of this, Zhao Qing carefully walked into the luxurious pavilion.
"What does this fellow Taoist need? Pills, talismans, formations, spiritual weapons, the Blood Clothes Building has them all."
The ethereal and sweet voice reached my ears, and a beautiful female cultivator came forward. She was wearing a diagonally stitched moonflower dress with light crimson patches on it, making her appear very close.
But Zhao Qing was not fooled by the appearance of the woman in front of him.
He suddenly realized that he could not see through the cultivation of the receptionist woman! As expected of the Xueyi Building, even the welcoming girl is better than him...
From time to time, monks passed by each other, making him even more uncomfortable.
If he didn't want to buy the Spirit-Eating Grass, he would never come to a place like this, and he only had a dozen spirit stones in his pocket. What family background? Do you dare to have the same consumption level as those in the later stage of Qi Refining?
As if aware of his embarrassment, the female cultivator said kindly: "Fellow Taoist, come with me."
Soon, Zhao Qing felt even more awkward.
He was led into the cubicle. The antique tables and chairs had exquisite patterns, the incense was refreshing, and there was even a female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining making tea herself.
Zhao Qing: "..."
He was silent for a moment. He didn't ramble this time. It was okay to talk nonsense to a mortal. This girl in front of him was no ordinary welcome girl. He spoke concisely and concisely: "I want to buy the Spirit-Eating Grass."
The female cultivator placed the tea cup in front of Zhao Qing and responded with a smile: "I wonder how much you want?"
Zhao Qing was silent again.
Sure enough, you can buy Spirit Devouring Grass at Xueyilou, but it makes me feel bad that you didn’t tell me the price!
He bit the bullet and said, "I wonder how much this Spirit-Eating Grass is worth?"
After hearing this, the female cultivator's mouth twitched slightly, and her voice became even sweeter: "Fellow Daoist, I was joking, the Spirit-Eating Grass contains twenty spiritual stones per kilogram."
?
Zhao Qing scratched the ground with his toes and said calmly: "You don't need that much, just half a catty."
He had thought that this thing was sold by the plant, or at least by the two, but he never expected it to be so cheap.
For one pound, each Qi Gathering Pill costs three qian. If all the pills are made into pills, more than fifty Qi Gathering Pills can be refined, and twenty spirit stones can turn into a hundred in the blink of an eye! Even the black-hearted boss who sold it to the harvest disciples already had fifty spiritual stones.
Of course, if there was such a huge amount of elixirs, Zhao Qing would definitely find a new elixir shop to sell them.
"Okay, do you need anything else, fellow Taoist?"
Zhao Qing shook his head slightly, and soon the female cultivator took out a delicate wooden box with a layer of decoration woven with gold thread on the outside and handed it into his hands.
After delivering the spirit stone, Zhao Qing picked up the teacup at hand and drank the tea in one gulp, regardless of whether it was hot or not.
If you don't drink it, you won't drink it. Maybe the tea also costs money.
And shortly after he left, the third floor of the Bloody Clothes Building.
The female cultivator saluted the middle-aged shopkeeper: "Someone comes to buy the Spirit-Eating Grass. There should be a casual alchemist behind him."
The middle-aged shopkeeper didn't pay attention, but asked with interest: "Why do you see it?"
"Wan'er is just guessing. After all, that customer only has the third level of Qi refining."
The shopkeeper shook his head slightly: "You don't need to care about his cultivation level. Just pay attention if he comes to sell pills."
The business of Xueyilou is very good, but the elixir business is extremely poor, which is nothing more than the suppression of Danxia Sect. After all, it is difficult to make a profit selling elixirs at the entrance of Danxia Sect, so the resources of alchemists are particularly valued...
