Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

After settling Wen Yi, Wen Yin went straight to the market to exchange for spiritual stones, and then synthesized the spiritual stones day and night.

As more and more spirit stones were synthesized, Wen Yin felt that her synthesis ability had improved a little.

It used to take several breaths to synthesize a middle-grade spiritual stone, but now it only takes one breath.

This knowledge made Wen Yin sink into his consciousness and once again carefully observe the cracked synthetic superpower crystal core in the sea of ​​consciousness.

To be honest, Wen Yin didn't understand this weird power at all. She was completely different from the metal, wood, water, fire, earth, light, thunder, wind, and darkness powers she knew about.

Survival in the apocalypse was difficult, and she had never killed people with superpowers to study their crystal nuclei, but the more she studied, the more confused she became.

Someone else's crystal core is a diamond-shaped crystal that is as clear as a gem, containing huge energy, but hers...

It looked like a broken corner of a stone. The rugged shape was only the size of a thumbnail. It was covered with cracks and was dull.

There is also a level, which is actually assigned by herself, based on the number of times she can synthesize upgraded weapons during the end of the world.

She simply doesn't have the obvious sense of level breakthrough that other superpowers have.

She had a hunch that her understanding of her synthetic powers was still very shallow.

If you can't figure it out, Wen Yin won't embarrass yourself.

After checking the spiritual stones in the storage ring and seeing that they were enough, Wen Yin packed up his things and went to Fengxiang Pavilion to continue earning money.

First, he bought all the high-level talismans, and then bought a third-grade peak wind and thunder array.

After making sure that she had some life-saving means, she bought some fourth-grade disguise pills. After all, her face was still very famous in the North.

Now she has to wear a mask when going out, but a mask made of ordinary materials cannot block the consciousness of a monk above the Golden Core.

But even with the Disguise Pill, it couldn't be hidden from the monks above Nascent Soul, which made Wen Yin feel very insecure.

So she simply asked the shopkeeper about the breathing mask.

"Shopkeeper, can you sell the mask used in your auction to block spiritual detection?"

The shopkeeper was not surprised by Wen Yin's question. He didn't know how many times he had been asked this question, so he gave a formulaic answer...

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, but the breath-condensing mask in our auction is made from the breath-free stone found at the bottom of the Endless Sea.

The interest-free stone has a price but no market. It was brought back from the endless sea by the Mahayana monks of Fengxiang Pavilion. We, Fengxiang Pavilion, don’t have any extra, so we don’t sell it to outsiders. I’m sorry. "

Wen Yin was not surprised by the shopkeeper's answer.

But she still asked without giving up: "Since I won't sell it, how can I get it in other ways? You can barter or something like that."

In fact, Wen Yin didn't think she had anything that she had that Fengxiang Pavilion didn't have, but what if there was a miracle?

The shopkeeper wanted to refuse outright, but then he thought of something and looked at Wen Yin again and said: "We in Fengxiang Pavilion have announced tasks, and the specific Taoist friends can go to the public notice hall to see.

As far as I know, the highest task is that our Fengxiang Pavilion wants to harvest a fifth-grade Soul-killing Grass that is at least a hundred years old.

As long as there is a monk who can provide a hundred-year soul-slaying grass, our Fengxiang Pavilion can meet the other party's request that does not violate the moral principles of cultivation. "

Wenyin didn't know what the Soul-killing Grass was because of her poor cultivation knowledge, but the system gave her the answer in the next second.

"The grade of Soul-killing Grass is not high, but it is a necessary herb for refining the sixth-grade Soul-Destroying Pill antidote. It only grows in extremely yin places and is a treasure for many yin cultivators.

Because the righteous monks once launched a devastating war against the evil cultivator's land, all the evil cultivator's nests were destroyed, so the soul-killing grass has been extinct in the vast continent for many years. "

Wen Yin raised his eyebrows and responded with his spiritual consciousness: "So it is possible that someone in Fengxiang Pavilion has been hit by the soul-destroying pill and is in urgent need of an antidote?"

Otherwise, such a generous reward would not be given. Fengxiang Pavilion does not violate moral requirements. Isn't that a promise of the Mahayana period?

"It's very possible."

Wen Yin asked the shopkeeper again about the Soul-killing Grass, and then left Fengxiang Pavilion. Wen Yin went straight to the Fangshi Street Stall Exchange and casually looked at a few stalls selling herbal medicine.

Seeing Wen Yin's behavior, the system hesitated and said, "Host, are you trying to imitate the protagonist and want to pick up leaks on the street stalls? The probability of you winning the Mark Six Lottery is so low.

Moreover, these low-level shops only buy low-level herbs. Even if the monks are stupid and cannot recognize the fifth-grade soul-slaying grass, they can still sense the aura of high-grade herbs. "

Wen Yin did not treat others as fools, "I am here to buy low-level herbs."

As he spoke, Wen Yin's eyes locked on one of the popular stalls.

When I took a closer look, I realized that what he was selling was a ten-year-old first-grade living grass. It was very low-grade and very common.

But it is indispensable for low-level monks, because it is the main material for refining the first-grade spiritual elixir. This is a pill for low-level monks to restore their spiritual power in battle. It can be said to be a life-saving medicine.

Wen Yin thought for a moment and bought half of the living herbs on the stall, spending only ten high-grade spiritual stones in total.

This amount of living grass should be enough to refine thousands of first-grade living pills, which can be directly sold for two thousand high-grade spiritual stones, and the profit will directly increase two hundred times.

According to the guidance of Xiao Jue, a great god of alchemy in the upper realm, who inherited the ancient alchemy sect and has an immortal alchemy furnace that can produce thousands of top-grade pills in one pot, and the top-grade pills are three times the price of top-grade pills, then his The profit increased six hundred times...

This is only the low profit of a first-grade elixir. The higher the level of the elixir, the greater the profit. Some rare elixirs have profits that ordinary monks would never think of.

Wen Yin's real name was envious, it was faster than her directly synthesizing spirit stones.

No wonder the alchemist is so proud and deserves to be the most popular profession.

After shaking his head to get rid of the complicated thoughts, Wenyin walked around the market, bought some lowest-grade herbs, lowest-grade ores and bark that could be used to make talismans, and left in a hurry.

She didn't go back to Wen Yi's place, but found another cave.

After setting up the restrictions, she took ten of the most common ten-year-old grasses and placed them in front of her.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yin put his right hand on it, and the synthetic superpower crystal core in the sea of ​​​​consciousness slowly rotated. The original dim appearance no longer became gleaming.

A mysterious gray-white energy mass that seemed to come from eternity condensed in her palm and slowly enveloped the ten living grasses.

At this moment, even the system held its breath. It was really curious about Wen Yin's synthetic ability.

The flow of time seemed to slow down, and Wen Yin felt her head sting like needles, but she still did not dare to relax.

Sweat covered her face, and evaporated quickly as her body became hot. She didn't even need to lick her lips, but she dared to feel that her lips were completely dry and covered with dead skin. She could feel the salt with just a slight sip. Analyzed salty taste.

In just a quarter of an hour, when Wen Yin thought she was about to dry up, she finally completed the synthesis of ten grasses.

Opening her eyes, Wen Yin could hardly steady her body, but she still wiped the sweat off her face and grabbed the spiritual grass on the ground.

This sight made her happy.

The system even let out an exclamation, "Changed...into a century-old living grass?"

Wen Yin almost cried with joy, not only because the hundred-year-old living grass was hundreds of times more expensive than the ten-year-old one, but the most important thing was that her synthetic ability had finally made progress.

Ignoring the repairs, Wen Yin took out the lowest-grade stainless copper from the refiner and began to synthesize it.

But this time it was a pity that she had a headache that was about to explode, but she still failed to synthesize the ten pieces of scale-free copper into a new substance, and the ten pieces of ore turned into a pool of waste water.

Depressedly, he tried the bark for refining the talisman again.

It was a lot of suffering again, but luckily Wen Yin synthesized ten pieces of ten-year-old tung tree bark into a century-old one. The material for making a first-grade talisman was upgraded to a second- or third-grade one.

For a whole day and night, Wen Yin tried all the materials he bought.

There are a total of ten species, but only three can be synthesized, namely the living grass, the rejuvenation grass, and the bark of the tung tree bark.