Colleagues tested it several times and confirmed that Zhou Yi knew the goods.
The strength of Qi Refining is perfect, but you can't do anything dirty, so you can only send someone to your door to discuss the rules.
Generally speaking, they are prodigal sons who sell inheritance. They must communicate with each other and unify prices, and must not fall into infighting among peers.
"Can."
Zhou Yi nodded and agreed. It was a beneficial and harmless thing, and there was no need to make enemies with his colleagues.
The first consideration is of course safety. The shops in Zhengyang City all have backers, most of whom are disciples of the Alchemy Sect. They can be traced back to the source to the real person stationed there.
It is rumored that the headquarters of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect is located in the earth-level spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy in the sect condenses into rain, making it the world's top cultivation treasure place.
Master Ji Zhu didn't wait for his good sect, so he traveled thousands of miles to Zhengyang City, a remote and remote place, obviously just to get spiritual stones.
Secondly, there are different opinions among colleagues. Ordinary spiritual beings are naturally good to you and me. When encountering precious inheritance, everyone should rely on their own abilities.
"In the blink of an eye, I have become a member of the class that exploits casual cultivators."
Zhou Yi shook his head gently. He was not a virgin, and he never thought about turning the world around or making a difference. Most of the time, he just went with the flow.
Time passes slowly.
The business of the tavern gradually improved.
Red Flame Liquor contains Centennial Ginseng, and the quality is slightly better than those in the same price range.
Zhou Yi has decades of experience in brewing wine, and the taste is also extremely high-quality, and he has gradually accumulated many repeat customers.
This day.
Finally, someone came to sell the ancestral spiritual items.
Zhou Yi has already received news from his colleagues about the magic notes of the real person building the foundation, and the purchase price is five hundred spirit stones.
"This price is much more expensive than setting up a stall outside."
The seller hesitated for a moment and then left. Not long after, Zhou Yi received news that Yufa Pavilion had taken the notes and sold them to Master Ji Zhu in other cities for at least three to five times the price.
Besides, practice notes are a long-term business, and they are not sold once.
"These cultivating families opened shops in various cities and made more spiritual stones than I expected."
"Even so, there are very few foundation-building masters sitting in charge, which shows that the Alchemy Cauldron Sect's control over the foundation-building pills has reached an extremely strict level..."
Zhou Yi waited for the last guest to leave, told the cattle to look after his home, and flew eastward with his sword.
…
Cave No. 702.
Zhou Yi landed at the door, and a Taoist boy immediately went in to announce. After a while, Taoist Xuanqing went out to greet him.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, please come in quickly."
Xuanqing has gray hair, seems to be in his sixties or seventies, and is in the middle stage of Qi refining.
Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands: "No need to be polite."
Xuanqing is one of the few casual alchemists in Tianyangfang City. Although he can only refine Peiyuan Dan, the quality is better than that of the shops, and a bottle of elixir can cost three to five spiritual stones.
Relying on the credibility accumulated by selling elixirs, Xuanqing organized a gathering to exchange practice experiences at the end of every ten days.
There are currently twelve casual cultivators joining, and Zhou Yi is one of them.
Zhou Yi's purpose in attending the gathering was very straightforward. He was covetous of Xuanqing's inheritance of alchemy techniques, and he often asked for advice on alchemy issues during the gathering.
In the courtyard.
The other fellow Taoists had already come one step ahead, and after seeing Zhou Yi, they all stood up to greet him.
"I've met fellow Daoist Sun."
"At the last gathering, Fellow Daoist Sun talked about the Thunder Method. After I went back and thought about it, I felt it became more and more sophisticated."
"There are some doubts, and I need to ask for advice this time."
Every word you say to me praises Zhou Yi very highly.
"It's easy to talk about."
Zhou Yi has mastered the Five Thunder Techniques for hundreds of years, which is almost the life of an ordinary monk. His control over the Thunder Techniques is far beyond that of his peers. He can enlighten people by casually talking about something new.
After greeting each other, we sat down together.
According to the previous order, Xuan Qing will teach the elixir formula first, and then Zhou Yi will teach the thunder method. The other monks have their own strengths.
"Fellow Taoists, in addition to teaching the Dharma today, I have something else to discuss."
Xuan Qing took out the formation flag and waved it, and clouds and mist rose around him: "I went out for a wander some time ago and accidentally discovered a spiritual place, which seemed to be a tomb arranged by a certain senior."
Spiritual land, ancient tomb!
Zhou Yi and others frowned slightly and listened quietly.
"Pindao originally wanted to explore on his own, but found that the tomb formation is complicated and requires at least ten people to work together to break it."
Xuan Qing said: "Pindao invites you all to go together. The relics obtained from the tomb will be broken into spiritual stones and divided equally. The spiritual land will belong to Pindao."
"this……"
Everyone was very excited, but they were unwilling to leave Fangshi to explore.
Zhou Yi decisively refused: "The shop is busy and I can't get away. Fellow Taoist Xuanqing should find someone else."
"Friend Daoist Sun, I am a poor Taoist with poor qualifications. After decades of practice, I have only reached the middle stage of Qi refining. There is no hope of building a foundation."
Chief Xuanqing requested: "This time I just want to open up a spiritual land that can continue the inheritance for the clan. As long as my Taoist friends help me, I am willing to use the method of refining the Peiyuan Pill as a reward!"
Zhou Yi remained unmoved and shook his head firmly.
The eyes of the other monks flickered, not knowing whether they were interested in the middle stage of Xuanqing Qi Refining or the method of elixir refining.
"I won't teach you the Dharma today, so I'll take my leave first."
Zhou Yi came to the edge of the formation and walked out of the cave through the clouds and mist with mysterious footwork.
Xuan Qing was thinking about asking Zhou Yi to come back. Seeing this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said nothing.
…
After that day.
Zhou Yi never attended the rally again.
Less than half a year later, rumors spread in the city that Xuanqing and his party went out to explore and never came back.
"Greed is the easiest to see through and the easiest to fall into!"
Zhou Yi quickly put this matter behind him, because three years after opening, he finally received his first inheritance.
The seller's name was Wang Gui, and he said that his ancestor had a True Lord of the Golden Pill, and that the True Lord's inheritance would lead to Wan'er and eight thousand spiritual stones.
There is indeed a family of descendants of the true king in Zhengyang City, which can be traced back to the early days of Fangshi. After its decline, there are only a dozen clan members left. A few days ago I heard that I was leaving the city and returning to the ordinary world, and then I contracted a strange disease.
Within three to five days, the whole family died.
When Zhou Yi heard this, he was silent for a long time. The beauty and cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals was even greater than that of the secular world.
The descendants of the true king are extinct. No matter who secretly takes action, the scattered inheritance is enough to trigger a carnival among colleagues in the city.
From this point of view, Zhou Yi was sure that it was not the Immortal Cultivation Family who took action. Although they were greedy for the inheritance of the True Lord, they paid more attention to the safety of the family, fearing that the True Lord might have some back-up plan that would lead to the annihilation of the clan.
On the contrary, the wandering cultivators passing by are acting unscrupulously. They are about to reach the end of their journey and can do anything.
"The way of survival of these immortal cultivating families is somewhat similar to mine. They have been passed down through the bloodline for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have carefully accumulated family heritage. It seems to be a different kind of immortality."
Zhou Yi's mind was spinning, a smile on his face: "Let's take a look at the inheritance first and then negotiate the price."
Wang Gui heard a voice in his ear and immediately took out the jade slip.
"Ling Bao Jue".
The beginning of the article is very loud, saying that this method can refine spiritual treasures, first look for psychic objects, and use the method of blood sacrifice to refine the magical weapon of destiny...
"This formula looks familiar."
Zhou Yi read a few more sentences and was sure that it was the Blood Refining Spirit Weapon, but the Blood Refining was only the first step, and there would be more than half of the chapter after that.
"After the blood sacrifice, there are also techniques of nurturing and smelting, which can continuously increase the power of the magic weapon. Over time, the magic weapon will transform into a magic weapon, a spiritual treasure, and even a legendary sect-suppressing treasure!"
Zhou Yi borrowed many ancient books and learned that the Danding Sect had ruled Yunzhou for thousands of years, and there had been periods of inactivity during this period. However, with the sacred fire fan, the most precious treasure of the sect, no one dared to challenge its majesty.
"This method...is a bit useless!"
Zhou Yi shook his head, handed the jade slip back to Wang Gui, and said helplessly: "Even the legendary Yuanying Ancestor only has a lifespan of a thousand years. With the words "forever", I'm afraid it will last more than ten thousand years, right?"
Wang Guijing waited for a moment and said, "Cheaper, five thousand spiritual stones?"
"one thousand."
Zhou Yi shrugged and said: "It has not been open for three years. I accept a copy of the True Lord's inheritance. Even if it is useless, it is just a lucky draw."
After Wang Gui heard the message, he took out the original recipe. Several other shops had lower prices and were only willing to give out three to five hundred spirit stones.
Of course, after selling to Zhou Yi, it will not affect the resale to other companies.
Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. The sale of the inheritance of the dignified true king was so urgent. It was probably the monk who took action, Shou Yuanji, who was eager to exchange a large amount of spiritual stones to purchase foundation-building pills.
"The dying people are the most terrifying and crazy!"
"There will never be more than ten casual cultivators in Zhengyangfang City who meet this requirement, including both overt and covert ones."
"After some time, if you watch the excitement, you will probably know who it is."
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