The man was shocked when he heard this and said, "You..." He glared at Jiang Su fiercely and turned around to leave.
He has never seen a vendor talk like this. Even though he has a good temper, he does not accept this medical practitioner's attitude.
At this time, another man behind him who looked very calm tugged on his sleeve and gave him a look.
Secret voice transmission? Oh, aren't you afraid that I will steal your money?
"Junior brother, the quality of this Jingxin Pill is extraordinary, buy it."
"But its price is too high. The most expensive Jingxin Pill is only ten yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. And senior brother, you saw the attitude of this medical practitioner. If it were anyone else, you wouldn't be able to overthrow her."
"But this one of hers is of excellent quality. It must be different from the previous Jingxin Pills. And I have a hunch that this one can control your unstable Taoist mind."
"This...but she is just a foundation-building medical practitioner, and her alchemy method must be no more than...my Taoist heart is in danger now, how can it be cured by it?"
"Junior brother, listen to my brother's advice and buy it. You also bought Jindan Qi Danxiu's Jingxin Pill, but the quality is not as good as it."
When the male cultivator heard this, his heart became fierce. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and said loudly to Jiang Su: "Twenty low-grade spiritual stones, here you go."
He quickly took out the spirit stone from the wallet at his waist and handed it to Jiang Su. His face was full of heartache, and he put away the wooden box of Jingxin Pills and left in an instant.
Jiang Su stared at his back and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Good temper, not suspicious, most likely suffering from illness. I have never seen a swordsman who refuses to draw his sword when provoked."
The monks who were watching saw that the stall owner said that there were still people willing to buy the elixir, and they were suddenly curious and came over.
A group of people squatted beside Jiang Su's stall, dancing and talking about the elixirs on the ground.
"Indeed, I have never seen anything like this before. It's crystal clear. I want it!" The male cultivator placed the spirit stone in front of Jiang Su with a clatter, stood up and left.
"The quality of this spirit-storing elixir is also good. It looks like a pearl. Stall owner, I bought this elixir and will give you the spirit stone." A female cultivator also threw out the spirit stone boldly.
After a while, almost a dozen more powerful versions of Jingxin Pills were sold one after another. It was expected that three or four hundred spiritual stones would be credited today. A small pile of spiritual stones was laid out in front of Jiang Su, and she earned a lot of money without realizing it.
The girl lowered her head and silently looked at the pile of spiritual stones in front of her, and whispered to herself: "Do these people just like to listen to Chong's words? Why do they still buy what I say? Is it possible that in the world of cultivation, the average person in the world of cultivation can now support a boat? Level?"
She had never seen these people so open-minded before when she sold medicine. But she is not stupid, she will definitely want the money that was rushed to her. Jiang Su stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeves, and all the spirit stones were put into his pocket.
It was almost sunset, and most of the medicines on the stall were sold, but there were no patients left, but this was what he expected.
The people of Hongfeng Town were influenced by the Shifang Sect, the largest sect in the Southern Region. I also like to keep in good health on weekdays, and practice some Baomingquanzi exercises to take care of my body. Similar to Tai Chi and Baduanjin in previous lives. Although it is not as good as the physical training method, it is enough for ordinary people who cannot introduce Qi into the body.
Moreover, Jiang Su knew in her heart that eight hundred doctors and practitioners were sitting in the medical clinic, only writing cases and writing. How many medical practitioners are like me who treat people on the street against the wall?
"It can only be said that others are not discerning and do not recognize that I, Jiang Su, am a pearl."
When things happen, blame others more and reflect less on yourself. Instead of consuming yourself internally, it is better to consume others externally. Business is not good today. I wonder what will happen when someone discovers that my Jingxin Pill is a newly created prescription.
It was getting dark, Jiang Su held the cover in his hand, lifted the medicine box and carried it on his side. After cleaning up his things, he fluttered his clothes with his hands and straightened himself out.
Her steps were slow and her mood was quite comfortable.
It has been a while since I went to Zhiwei for a spiritual meal, especially since my parents went on a trip to the mountains three years ago. They didn't leave half of the spiritual stone for themselves. However, some spiritual weapons and self-protection runes were left behind.
Those things are hard to come by, so selling them is not as good as saving your own life. What's more, she can't understand the world of cultivation now.
"I'm growing taller. I'll listen to my little senior sister's advice and eat a meal. If we meet again tomorrow, my little senior sister will praise me."
Jiang Sum licked her dry and wrinkled lips happily, and even the soreness felt like the sweet and sour taste of honey.
Zhiwei is the largest restaurant chain in the cultivation world. We hired chefs who specialized in cooking, and some stores even had chefs with Jindan cultivation level and above.
The ingredients used are all spiritual herbs and spiritual animals, which are real delicacies on a jade plate. The monks can quickly replenish their spiritual energy after eating it, and some delicacies, which include a bowl of tens of thousands of spiritual stones, can even improve their cultivation.
At this time, Jiang Su was sitting in the lobby of Zhiwei, listening to the storyteller talk about the recent big melons in the world of cultivation.
"I wonder if you have heard of something recently. The Wujian Sect in the Eastern Region was massacred by a man named Fang Zhe with a crazy sword last month."
As soon as the storyteller's voice fell, the listeners downstairs took a deep breath. Seeing the listeners' reaction, the storyteller was quite satisfied, so he simply continued talking without giving up.
"I heard from the monks rushing nearby that the Wujian Sect is like a living hell.
A human wall of bones and trees, a sea of blood and a mountain of swords. The corpses were piled up into a hill, and the bones were densely covered like trees. Under the moonlight, people would have thought it was a mountain of treasure. That blood spread throughout the Wujian Sect. The appearance of the eighteenth level of purgatory after drying up completely frightened most of the surrounding sect disciples. "
"This Wujian Sect can be regarded as a large sect in the Eastern Region that refines weapons and performs swordsmanship. There are hundreds of disciples under the sect, but now they all died tragically in one day, quietly. Who can do this?"
Many monks in the hall were dumbfounded, and a pair of chopsticks in some people's hands fell to the ground as the storyteller asked.
After a while, everyone began to discuss in whispers: "Did the Wujian Cult offend someone? This is the revenge of the sect."
"Could it be that they have done some forbidden magic on their own and suffered the consequences?"
"No way. I have bought the magical tools of Wujian Sect many times, but they are not ordinary ones. They probably won't follow any other methods. They probably just encountered enemies."
Seeing everyone talking about it, the storyteller Xingmu clapped his hands, cleared his throat, and in a longer tone revealed the answer: "It was their young master, Fang Zhe, who did it." His voice was rich and resonant, and everyone in the audience was attracted by this big voice. Gua Zhen was in a daze for a moment.
"What???" Upon hearing this, a physical cultivator smashed the table in front of him on the spot.
"How is it possible? Is it their young master?"
"It turned out to be an internal conflict. This young master is so cruel that he slaughtered his whole family. I don't know if he has gone crazy."
Jiang Su had been very calm and didn't even put down the chopsticks in his hands. He squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
The storyteller continued. "This Fang Zhe killed his father, mother, and teacher. He cut off all his family ties. I don't know if he is possessed by a demon. All monks, please be careful when going out in the future."
This time, the girl who was holding the saltwater duck's entrance was slightly startled and frowned.
Repeated in a low voice: "Be possessed by a demon... a demon cultivator?"
