Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell these purple leaves and blue flowers?"

Wei Hong squatted down in front of a materials stall and asked about the price.

This stall not only has more than ten kinds of spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs, but also some spiritual minerals, animal bones, crystal stones and other materials.

The purple-leaf and blue flower that Wei Hong wanted to buy was one of them, and there were three of them in total.

So he stopped and asked the price straight to the point.

The old man with a goatee rolled his eyes and replied with a chuckle: "If fellow Taoist want it, just three spiritual stones for one."

The corners of Wei Hong's mouth were slightly sunburned, and he replied directly without thinking: "Five spiritual stones per plant. If it can be sold, I will buy three of them together. If not, forget it!"

Wei Hong didn't fall for the old man's attempt to deceive him at all.

He had already inquired about the prices of various materials. It would be wrong to assume that he didn't understand anything.

The old man with the goatee looked anxious, and immediately shook his head and said: "Five spiritual stones and three plants? That's not possible, it's too low, too low. Fellow Taoist, please add more."

He had a shrewd look on his face, and when he talked about five spiritual stones and three purple leaves and blue flowers, it was as if he was cutting meat. Most people might be really embarrassed to bargain any further after seeing this, and they might even be beaten. The old man with the goatee was fooled by this trick.

But he didn't expect that Wei Hong was unwilling to say another word and stood up to leave.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, don't leave in a hurry, the price is negotiable!" The old man with the goatee was anxious at this time. When he saw that Wei Hong had no intention of turning around, he immediately knew that he had met an expert, so he immediately waved to Wei Hong and shouted Said: "Five spiritual stones, three plants, just five spiritual stones, fellow Taoist, don't leave, I'm selling you out!"

Wei Hong slowly stopped and squatted in front of the stall again.

"Fellow Taoist, please help me wrap it up. These are five spiritual stones!"

Wei Hong took out the spirit stone and handed it to the old man.

A bitter smile appeared on the shrewd face of the goatee old man, but he still wrapped up the three purple-leaf and blue flowers with quick hands and feet and handed them to Wei Hong.

Wei Hong thanked him, put the purple leaves and blue flowers into his storage bag, and turned around to leave.

Today he came to this market, not only to buy the twelve materials needed to refine the Qingling Pill, but also to buy an alchemy furnace, and to rent an alchemy room in the alchemy workshop. The schedule was quite busy. Quite full.

These three purple-leaf orchids are the third alchemy material he purchased. Among the twelve materials needed to refine the light elixir, they are basically first-level middle-grade spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs, and the price is about the same as one spiritual elixir. The stone reached between two spirit stones, which was completely acceptable to Wei Hong.

But all in all, it would cost at least eighteen spiritual stones to refine a furnace of light elixir.

If there is an error in any link during the refining process or the heat is not properly controlled, then a whole furnace of materials worth more than ten or twenty spiritual stones will be considered useless.

If you refine seven or eight furnaces in one day, it will consume at least hundreds of spirit stones.

Such a huge investment, such a high consumption of resources, is really unbearable for ordinary casual cultivators. Even Wei Hong himself would never have started to get involved in alchemy at this time without the help of Vital Point. .

"No wonder everyone says that among the four arts of cultivating immortality, alchemy is the most expensive and the most difficult to learn and master. It seems to be true. Without the support of a sect or family, how can ordinary people afford the consumption and investment of alchemy? ”

Wei Hong couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he thought that it would cost him more than ten or twenty spirit stones to refine a furnace of elixirs.

Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, alchemy and weapon refining were the ones he was unwilling to touch for the time being.

There is only one reason, and that is that the resources that need to be invested and consumed are too large.

If the Qingling Pill hadn't been the necessary pill to resolve the erysipelas in his body, he wouldn't have learned alchemy at this time.

Over the next hour or so, Wei Hong successively purchased all the other alchemy materials one by one.

After buying them all, he calculated that it would probably support him in refining eight furnaces of elixirs.

As for after consuming all eight batches of materials, he will naturally continue to buy them until he can actually refine the Light Spirit Pill. It is impossible to stop in the middle.

"Damn it, luckily I have accumulated some savings since opening the store, otherwise I might not even be able to afford the alchemy materials!"

Looking at the various materials placed in the storage bag, Wei Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I don't know how many furnaces it will take to refine it successfully."

After shaking his head and suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, he walked to another stall.

It was a stall selling elixirs and pill furnaces. The stall owner was a middle-aged man who looked a little thin and not very healthy. Before he even walked to the stall, Wei Hong heard the name of the stall owner. The Lord coughed several times.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this alchemy furnace?"

Walking to the stall, Wei Hong politely asked about the price.

In this stall, there are more than ten or twenty jade bottles containing various elixirs, but there is only one elixir furnace, and it looks quite simple. Wei Hong can even faintly smell a unique medicinal fragrance. , obviously this alchemy furnace must have been used for a long time, and I don’t know why the stall owner would sell it.

When someone asked about the price, the thin middle-aged stall owner immediately raised his head and looked at Wei Hong, then smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are polite. This alchemy furnace was originally used by Zheng. Although it is a first-level medium It is a high-grade alchemy furnace, but Zheng has been using it to refine pills for more than ten years. This alchemy furnace is definitely not inferior to some first-level high-grade alchemy furnaces. If fellow Taoist want it, one hundred and twenty spiritual stones will be enough."

The price given by the thin middle-aged stall owner is actually not too high, it is only more than ten spiritual stones higher than the market price.

Wei Hong also frowned slightly when he heard this. He looked at the middle-aged stall owner, and then asked: "Oh? Since it is a beloved thing that fellow Taoists have used for many years, why do you sell it?"

"Haha, to be honest, due to some reasons, my foundation has been damaged now, and I feel a little exhausted if I want to make elixirs anymore." A trace of sadness flashed on the middle-aged stall owner's face, and then he replied with a wry smile: "In desperation, , I can only sell this pill furnace, hoping to save some spiritual stones to see if I can buy a pill to cure my injury. "

As he spoke, the thin middle-aged stall owner covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice again.

Wei Hong was silent for a while, and his expression became slightly heavier.

In fact, he already believed it in his heart, because he could feel that the middle-aged stall owner was indeed injured.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether what the middle-aged stall owner said is true or false. What matters is the quality of the alchemy furnace and whether it meets his requirements.

So Wei Hong asked the middle-aged stall owner softly: "Fellow Taoist, can I take a look at this alchemy furnace?"

"Fellow Taoist, take it easy!"

The middle-aged stall owner smiled and extended his hand to signal!