Ji Liao glanced at Mede intentionally. Of course he wanted to see Mede's reaction. If Mede wanted to continue fighting, Ji Liao would naturally accompany him to the end without saying anything.
After receiving three months of punishment, Mei De still dared to argue with Ji Liao. He immediately raised his hands and said to Zhao Xinghai, "Since Senior Brother Zhao has spoken, Junior Brother must obey."
Zhao Xinghai nodded and glanced at Ji Liao again.
Ji Liao was not the kind of person who refused to give in. He nodded expressionlessly, then turned and left.
Zhao Xinghai looked at Ji Liao's leaving figure and pondered for a moment. After a moment, he raised one hand and the flying sword rushed out from his storage bag again, spun in the air, and then hovered in mid-air. His figure swayed. , the next moment he was standing on the flying sword.
Then the flying sword turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance.
"Hey, what a pity. I originally thought I could see Senior Brother Zhao a few more times."
"Senior Brother Zhao even looked so handsome when he left."
"Don't be crazy. Senior Sister Long Ji is the best match for me, but you are not qualified."
"Hey...that's right. Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Long Ji are both known as the Twin Swords of Yanshui Peak. Disciples like us who only have looks but no looks and qualifications but no qualifications have no hope."
When everyone present saw Zhao Xinghai leaving, the most disappointed ones were naturally the nymphomaniac female disciples.
Seeing that there was no good show to watch here, the onlookers gradually dispersed.
At this time, Wu Liang saw that everyone had dispersed, and his face suddenly changed. He pointed at Mei De and cursed, "Meide, you wicked kid, you will not die!"
"You are not a good person, and you are talking about me? I think you should think about how to deal with the twenty-odd spirit stones." Mede counterattacked with a hint of sarcasm.
Wu Liang immediately softened when he heard Mei De mention the mission reward of more than 20 spirit stones.
He had been in the Purple Air Sect for more than 20 years and had some wealth, but he was used to calculating carefully. He was asked to take out more than 20 low-grade spiritual stones at once, and just thinking about it made his body ache.
Feeling distressed, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at Ji Liao who was walking leisurely down the mountain, feeling completely filled with hatred.
As for Mei De, he hated him even more. Not only did Ji Liao embarrass him in front of so many people, he almost had a fight with him. This kind of hatred could not be resolved by Zhao Xinghai with a few words. Looking at Ji Liao's retreating back, Med clenched his teeth tightly and said nothing.
Ji Liao walked slowly all the way, and it didn't take long before he had reached the foot of the mountain of Pepsi Pavilion. He didn't pay attention to what happened before and had already forgotten it.
At the foot of the mountain of Pepsi Pavilion is a huge square. The square is huge, covering a hundred acres, and the ground is paved with bluestones and is very regular.
In the center of the square, there are hundreds of Purple Air Sect disciples sitting cross-legged and setting up stalls. Each of them is some distance apart, and there are some miscellaneous things placed in front of them, including pills and spiritual herbs. There are magic weapons, exercises, etc. Those who are more particular will put a piece of cloth under the things, while those who are not particular will simply put them on the ground.
There are already many people in these stalls. They are walking or standing. From time to time, they will pick up the things on display and take a look. Some are bargaining fiercely with the sellers. It seems to be very lively. It has the feeling of a mortal market. The feeling of collection.
Pepsi Pavilion is one of the busiest deacon halls where disciples of the Purple Air Sect come and go. There is an uninterrupted flow of people every day. Such a place is naturally used by the disciples of the Purple Air Sect, and some things are placed here for sale.
"Junior brother, come and take a look at my technique. This is a top-notch water-attribute technique. You can advance quickly."
"Come and take a look at these magical artifacts of mine. Look at the quality of these magical artifacts. If you buy it and you perform sect tasks in the future, I guarantee that you will not be in danger."
"Junior brother, come and take a look at these pills of mine. Take a look at this top-notch Bigu Pill. One pill can last you three months."
Ji Liao stopped and walked among them, bending down from time to time to take a look.
When he arrived at the Purple Air Sect, he had already made up his mind to make his own talisman paper and cinnabar. Among them, he already had the main material of the talisman paper "bamboo", but he still lacked some other auxiliary materials. Now he was passing by here and happened to take a look here. Is there anything you need?
Although he can already draw intermediate talismans, he is still a novice when it comes to making talisman materials, so he decided to start with the most basic low-level materials and slowly improve his proficiency. Now he does not need any precious materials. , of course, there is another reason, that is, the market for low-level talismans is huge among these disciples in the Qi-receiving stage. The talisman he makes should be quickly replaced by spiritual stones, so that the cycle can be repeated and enough to support his future production. The expenses required for the talisman.
Having a target in mind made it much easier to find it. He wandered around among the stalls and soon stopped at a stall with various crystal stones in front of him.
Sitting behind the booth was an old man in his fifties. He had white beard and eyebrows and looked like an elder. He looked at Ji Liao with a gentle smile.
Ji Liao's spiritual consciousness swept over this man and found that this old man was already very old, but his cultivation level was at the sixth level of Qi, which was not too high.
Ji Liao bent down and picked up a crimson stone the size of an egg. The blue light lit up in his hand, he closed his eyes slightly, poured spiritual power into it, and sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power in the stone.
After a while, Ji Liao took the stone, raised his head and asked, "Senior brother, how can I sell this red flame stone?"
Red flame stone is a spiritual stone that contains fire-attribute spiritual power. When refining weapons, it will be dissolved in the weapon to contain a trace of fire-attribute power. When refining alchemy, if the fire of the alchemy furnace is triggered by red flame stone, then The probability of the elixir becoming effective will also be increased, but that would be too extravagant. If it is not an important elixir, such a big deal would not be used.
Ji Liao chose the red flame stone because of the fire spiritual power contained in it. In the future, he would refine the spiritual power and place it on the talisman paper to create a talisman paper containing fire attribute spiritual power.
The old man chuckled and said, "Junior brother, the fire spirit power contained in this red flame stone is extremely pure. Whether it is refining weapons or elixirs, this red flame stone is the best matching material. You can take a low-grade spiritual stone." Walk."
After Ji Liao thought for a while, he nodded and patted the storage bag on his waist. A finger-long crystal stone immediately appeared in his palm. It was a low-grade spiritual stone. He handed the spiritual stone to the old man's hand and put it away. Chi Yanshi turned and left.
He was originally penniless, but when he and Lu Zhu Longji shared Yuan Jun's treasure, in order to compensate him, Lu Zhu specially gave Ji Liao some more spiritual stones. After all, he chose the worst of the three treasures. Long Ji had no objection to this distribution.
However, what surprised Ji Liao was that there were indeed many spiritual stones in Yuan Jun's storage bag, including eight middle-grade spiritual stones and more than fifty low-grade spiritual stones.
Ji Liao suddenly divided four middle-grade spiritual stones and twenty low-grade spiritual stones, and his net worth suddenly became rich again. Only because of this did he have the courage to wander around here.
Although the price of the red flame stone is a low-grade spiritual stone, when he makes the talisman, he only needs to extract a little of the spiritual power, which can be used multiple times. If the finished talisman is sold in the future, he will not lose money.
Not long after, Ji Liao leaned down in front of a stall selling spiritual herbs.
There are more than a dozen kinds of spiritual herbs of various colors on display at this stall, but the vintages are not too old, most of them are only about ten years old.
This stall owner is not much different in age from the old man just now. He looks to be in his fifties, but his appearance is not as gentle and kind as that old man. Although he is old, his eyes are darting around and shooting out a few rays of light from time to time.
"Junior brother, tell me which spiritual herbs you like, and he will definitely give you a fair price." The old man was obviously experienced and already an old man. Seeing Ji Liao's honest appearance, he felt that If you can fool him hard, you should greet Ji Liaodao warmly first.
Ji Liao nodded, picked up a piece of spiritual grass and looked at it.
But I saw that the rhizome of this spiritual grass was emerald green, with a silver spiritual pattern running from top to bottom. On both sides of the rhizome were a pair of palm-sized silver leaves, and the flower buds at the top had all bloomed, also showing a light silver color. .
"Brother, how can I sell this hyacinth?" Ji Liao felt that this wind-attribute spiritual grass was okay, so he asked the old man.
The old man raised his eyebrows and his smile grew wider.
"Junior brother, you have good eyesight. Look, among my spiritual herbs, this hyacinth is the best grade. It is also old enough, at least eighteen years old. This is the first time I see my junior brother come to my place. Let's see. I will make friends with my junior brother and sell you three low-grade spiritual stones."
Ji Liao frowned and immediately put the hyacinth back.
"Senior brother, you are not sincere in doing business. How dare you ask me for three low-grade spiritual stones for one hyacinth."
"Junior brother, you can't say that. Take a closer look at this spiritual grass. The quality, age, and spiritual energy contained in it are all good. Three low-grade spiritual stones are definitely not enough for you." The old man saw Ji Liao put down the spiritual grass. Not panicking, he picked up the hyacinth and analyzed it for Ji Liao. "Look at this spiritual pattern, which runs through the roots. It is definitely the best among grasses."
Ji Liao smiled lightly and said, "Senior brother, please don't frame me."
Ji Liao stretched out a finger, pointed at a few inconspicuous green spots on the silver leaves, and said, "Look here, the green on the leaves has not completely faded, and has not completely turned into silver. It is obviously due to lack of age. , in my opinion, this spiritual grass is only eight years old at most."
"This..." The old man's eyes were darting around, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him could see through it at a glance. In this year of hyacinth, he immediately knew that this boy was not someone to be fooled.
Ji Liao smiled faintly, pointed to another place and said, "Look at the bottom of these petals. There are a few faint black lines. These are definitely hyacinths that grow in filthy places. The spiritual energy contained in them is amazing." I, Chun, beg to differ."
After a while, Ji Liao pointed at the hyacinth again and pointed out several flaws, saying that the old man was speechless.
After Ji Liao said this, the old man began to doubt whether the thing he was holding was a spiritual grass or a weed. When Ji Liao stopped talking, the old man looked at Ji Liao in surprise.
After looking at it for a long time, he swallowed and said, "It's really... I can't hide anything from my junior brother."
Ji Liao smiled disapprovingly and said, "I just accidentally read some classics on spiritual herbs."
"Since junior brother is so knowledgeable, then junior brother, just give me a price. If the price is right, this spiritual grass will be yours."
Seeing that he was so knowledgeable, the old man immediately gave up the idea of killing Ji Liao and said directly to Ji Liao.
Ji Liao pondered for a moment, "Well... in that case, senior brother, I will give you fifty broken spirit stones, do you think so?"
"What! Fifty pieces? This is absolutely not possible. Junior brother, no matter how low-grade the spiritual grass is, it is still spiritual grass. Fifty broken spiritual stones are absolutely not acceptable. If you want to buy two low-grade spiritual stones, you can take them. .”
The old man was shocked when he heard the price given by Ji Liao. He didn't expect that this boy would dare to give the price, so he refused directly.
"Not honest?" Ji Liao sneered in his heart.
