Ye Lizhang maintains his status as an alchemist family and always gives people a sense of superiority.
Chief Qin had long been dissatisfied with this and couldn't help but sneer: "Chang Ye, what if Fellow Daoist Fu is willing to pay ten times the market price for your elixir?"
Apparently.
Chief Qin was just roundabout scolding Ye Li for being aloof during his vacation.
Ye Lizhang was a smart man and would always fail to tell. He paused in turning his finger and narrowed his eyes slightly, but ignored Qin Lizhang. He only glanced at Wen Changdong who was eating fairy melon from the corner of his eye. Obviously this is to ask Wen Changdong to come out and smooth things over.
"Chief Qin, look at what you said."
Wen Changdong just offended Ye Li, so he didn't take the opportunity to make amends. He quickly put down the uneaten fairy melon in his hand: "Brother Ye has said that a thousand pieces of gold are easy to come by, but elixirs are hard to find. Don't take that spirit melon again. Those idiots are here to insult people."
Qin Lichang has a big mouth.
Dare to say anything.
Wen Changdong was self-aware and knew that he could not defeat the other party, so he changed the focus of the war without waiting for Qin Lichang to speak, looked at Fu Shiyi, and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, do you think this is true?"
Fu Shiyi didn't want to get involved in the fight between the three of them, so he didn't express his position. He just smiled, patted the storage bag, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
This was the first time Fu Shiyi presented something in exchange at a meeting.
The three people in the room had no intention of bickering.
They all looked curiously at the porcelain bottle in Fu Shiyi's hand.
The porcelain vase is just an ordinary style.
Ye Lichang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He wanted to change the elixir recipe for something like this, and it was still a third-level pill. It was really whimsical. He thought too much. The Fu family came from Jingzhou, a remote place. What could he have in his hands? Good item.
He didn't speak.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward.
Seeing this, Chief Qin smiled warmly at Fu Shiyi:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, what kind of treasure is in the porcelain bottle in your hand? Although I don't have the elixir to heal the soul, I do have a lot of magic weapon formations. Just tell me and I will exchange it for you cheaply."
Apparently, Chief Qin also believed that Fu Shiyi could not come up with a treasure that could be exchanged for a third-level elixir recipe.
Therefore, first build steps for the other party.
Fu Shiyi felt a smile, but he looked at Ye Lichang who was looking up and said calmly: "Ye Lichang, I wonder if I can use the gold liquid to exchange for the elixir in your hand?"
Golden liquid is a fourth-level spiritual object.
It is also necessary for refining the natal magic weapon.
The elixir for healing the soul is only of the third level, so it is naturally more than enough.
But the three people present were obviously stunned for a moment. They really didn't expect that someone from the Fu family would have something as valuable and scarce as golden liquid.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, is the gold liquid in your hand really true?"
Wen Changdong couldn't sit still at first.
You must know that the five taels of gold liquid he took out just now are the treasures in the family's inventory and were left behind by his ancestors. If his father hadn't formed a pill soon and needed a large amount of spiritual stones, he would not have done it anyway. Take it out and sell it.
Therefore, his first reaction was that Fu Shiyi was lying.
"Of course it's true."
Fu Shiyi smiled lightly.
With a flick of his wrist, the porcelain bottle was suspended in front of Qin Lizhang.
The porcelain bottle passed in front of Chief Qin. Even though he was used to seeing good things, he couldn't help but said: "Fellow Daoist Fu, this is gold liquid. Be careful. It's better to be careful."
If a bottle of this gold liquid is filled, it will be a plate beam.
That's five thousand spiritual stones.
What to do if it spills!
Ye Lizhang looked at the porcelain bottle floating in front of him, and his breath suddenly became thicker. If the other party dared him to verify it, then the golden liquid was most likely real.
but.
Just in case.
The test still needs to be tested.
He took out a palm-sized treasure mirror from his sleeve, and cast a spell on it. Suddenly a ray of light shone on the porcelain vase, and the porcelain vase became transparent, revealing the golden liquid inside.
"Is it really gold liquid?!"
Wen Changdong was dumbfounded.
He looked at Fu Shiyi across from him in disbelief. He didn't expect that this poor guy who ran away from Sangada had such a treasure. He had been burning incense for eight lifetimes.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, the Ye family's elixir prescriptions are all created with the hard work of generations of ancestors. How can I exchange them with you for these things? Fellow Daoist Fu, think again, what do you need? As long as you give this golden liquid Give it to me, and I will definitely find a way to get it for you, and I always do what I say."
He saw it just now.
This bottle of gold liquid is full.
In addition to what he had exchanged from Wen Changdong before, he could barely refine the natal magic weapon for his father. At this time, he had so much control, and he would take action when it was time to take action.
Wen Changdong sat opposite him.
I couldn't help but spat: "Qin, you are so shameless. Fellow Daoist Fu was originally in a deal with Brother Ye, so it doesn't matter if you interfere with him."
"It's up to you?!" Qin Li gave the other party a blank look. He looked at Fu Shiyi expectantly.
The leaves over there are afraid that things will change if it is too late.
Without saying anything, he touched his sleeve and a jade slip suddenly appeared. The jade slip was pushed forward and the next moment it was in front of Fu Shiyi:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, this is just a recipe for healing the soul. Please scan it."
Although the elixir to heal the soul is rare.
But it's only a third-level recipe, and it's an unpopular recipe that ordinary monks won't be able to use, so the market price is only six thousand spirit stones.
According to the market price, half a tael of gold liquid is only five thousand spirit stones. However, because it is a necessary item for the golden elixir monks, it is often sold at a price higher than 10% to 20%.
This deal.
Fu Shiyi and Ye Lizhang both suffered losses.
"It is indeed a recipe for healing the soul."
Fu Shiyi put the jade slip between his eyebrows, scanned it once, and felt a big stone in his heart.
The fifth sister was finally saved.
Originally, her grandfather told him not to sell gold liquid, but now she has thirty bottles in her hand, which is fifteen kilograms of gold liquid. My grandfather only needed one or two kilograms to refine the natal magic weapon, and there was a lot left over. Among their clan, the fastest person to form an elixir would take more than thirty years.
More than thirty years later.
What will happen is unknown.
The most important thing now is to save the fifth sister's life first, and we can make plans for the rest later.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, there are many rare spiritual herbs in our clan. You bought the elixir, but you are not allowed to mix it with the elixir." Qin Lichang watched Ye Lichang put the golden liquid into his bag. He was so greedy that he looked at it eagerly. Asked Fu Shiyi: "Fellow Daoist Fu, do you still have the golden liquid?"
"snort."
Wen Changdong, who was sitting opposite, sneered and opened his folding fan with a snap.
Gold liquid is rare.
The Fu family was able to get five taels, which was a great opportunity. How could it happen again? This guy surnamed Qin is really ridiculously naive.
Ye Lichang, who was sitting at the top, said nothing.
Apparently he also thought that Fu Shiyi would never be able to produce the golden liquid again.
