After a while, the steward hurriedly walked down and smiled at Han Feng: "Fellow Daoist Li, you are lucky. The deputy shop manager is on the third floor. Come with me!"
Han Feng smiled immediately, stood up from a redwood chair, nodded heavily, pretended to tidy up his clothes, stepped forward quickly, and followed the man up the wooden stairs.
After turning a few turns, the two of them arrived on the third floor smoothly, one after the other. The steward led him through the front hall and into a private room, where there was a black stone-like wooden table about ten feet long. There were many snow-white tea sets placed on it. At this time, the mist was lingering and the aroma of tea was fragrant. Behind the table, sitting cross-legged on a rosewood chair, was a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance, it was Lianman himself.
"Deputy shopkeeper Lian, I've brought the guest here for you." The steward said respectfully.
"I know." Lian Man said calmly without raising his head.
The steward understood what was going on and immediately saluted, gave Han Feng a look, turned around and retreated.
Han Feng understood this, and after he left, he immediately gave Lianman a fist salute and said with a smile on his face: "I have admired the name of deputy shopkeeper Lian for a long time, and it is indeed extraordinary to see him today!"
"Oh, really?" Lianman asked calmly while serving the tea slowly, without raising his head.
Han Feng naturally nodded repeatedly and said many good words, saying that there was nothing in Baizhan City that the deputy shopkeeper couldn't handle.
Lianman waved his hand to stop Han Feng, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked straight to the point: "Tell me, what's the matter?!"
Han Feng looked around and asked, "May I ask Deputy Shopkeeper Lian, is it convenient to talk here?"
"Of course it's convenient." Lianman poured himself a cup of tea and didn't give Han Feng a cup of tea.
"That's good, that's good." Han Feng said yes repeatedly, paused, and then said slowly: "The thing is like this, you also know that my cultivation is at the fake elixir level, and I have fallen into a bottleneck in my cultivation. It’s been many years, and if I don’t make a breakthrough, I’m afraid there will be no hope in this life, so I want to purchase three Huiyang Pills from you, I wonder if you can help me, the price is negotiable!”
"Oh, let's talk about your price first." Lianman raised his head and asked slowly with a flash of light in his eyes.
"One million pills!" Han Feng said the price bluntly.
He had also learned about it before. The Huiyang Pill had been sold for 800,000 spirit stones outside, which was considered a sky-high price. However, it was still expensive but not available, and it was hard to find even one pill!
However, the alchemist still sold limited quantities and did not plan to auction it. Everyone could only stare at it, and in desperation naturally had to find various connections to purchase it.
That's why Han Feng came to find Lianman for this reason. After all, everyone knew that Lianman had a good relationship with the city lord, and he might be able to help buy Huiyang Pill.
In fact, not only Han Feng came to consult, but also other fake elixir practitioners came here to visit, and even monks from the realm of Guiyuan Perfection came to visit.
Lian Man heard Han Feng's quotation and smiled, but said nothing and drank tea slowly with his head down.
Han Feng knew what he meant. This was too little. He cursed secretly that this guy was indeed very evil, but what he wanted was that the other party was greedy. The more greedy this guy was, the more likely his plan would succeed.
"If you don't add 200,000 more, I'll buy three pills, and the total will be 3.6 million!" Han Feng pretended to be the same, with a pleading look in his eyes, and continued.
Lianman waved his hands and said calmly, "If you want me to help, it will cost you at least 1.5 million. Otherwise, there is no need to discuss it. You'd better ask me to come back."
If calculated at this price, the total is 4.5 million. For casual cultivators, it is already an unimaginable price. Without special opportunities, it is impossible to accumulate so many spiritual stones in a lifetime. After all, On weekdays it is also very fancy.
Han Feng pretended to swallow hard, thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "Deputy shopkeeper Lian, can I just buy two Huiyang Pills, totaling three million spirit stones?"
Lianman tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "That's fine, but the transaction location must be outside the city!"
"Ah, why?" As soon as Han Feng heard this, he was secretly happy, but his face showed a high degree of vigilance. He took a step back and asked.
"You don't have to be nervous." Lian Man shook his hand and said calmly: "You should also know that many people are asking me to buy Huiyang Pill, and many of them are introduced by my friends, but Huiyang Pill is limited. Yes, I can’t help them all, but if someone knows that I helped you, what will they think? It will be difficult for me to gain a foothold here in the future.”
Han Feng still looked hesitant and did not agree immediately.
"If you think it's inappropriate, then let this matter go and hire someone else!" Lianman waved his hand a little impatiently and added.
"Don't, don't, I just promise. We will trade in Haiyun Mountain outside the city in three days, okay?" Han Feng said quickly.
"No problem. When the time comes, the spirit stone will be delivered in one hand and in the other!" Lianman nodded and smiled slightly.
"Then we have Deputy Shopkeeper Laolian!" Han Feng bowed and turned to leave.
Han Feng went downstairs, nodded to the steward who was coming towards him, said something over the message, and thanked him. Instead of going back to his courtyard, he turned around and left the inn, and began to wander around various shops, making purchases from time to time. Some elixirs that replenish vitality and improve the efficiency of elixir formation. In addition, he bought several space teleportation talismans, the grade of which is not low, reaching the seventh grade level.
At the same time, he also sold some weapons at the Guiyuan level in exchange for a lot of spiritual stones, and there was still a slight surplus after going in and out.
It wasn't until night fell that he rushed back to the Baizhan Inn, went directly to his courtyard, set up the formation flag, and blocked all the breath on his side, then entered the practice room, took out the blood-colored ball, and continued to practice spiritual refining. Diamond Art, don't waste any time.
During cultivation, time naturally flies by, as if in the blink of an eye, two days have passed.
Han Feng woke up again from his trance, slowly opened his eyes, and without hesitation, left the inn, left the city, and headed straight for Haiyun Mountain.
Haiyun Mountain is two to three thousand miles away to the west of Baizhan City. With his current cultivation level in the fake elixir realm, it will naturally not take long for him to fly at full speed. In just half a stick of incense, he can Just come there.
This place is not a famous mountain, and the spiritual energy is not as rich as in Baizhan City, so there is no one here, not even many Yuan Beasts, and most of the area is occupied by low and middle-level alien beasts.
With the arrival of Han Feng, these strange beasts dispersed one after another, obviously unable to withstand the fake elixir spiritual pressure he was emitting at this moment.
