The soil has become refined [Sword Three]

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Xie Qianjun didn't give an affirmative answer, but just raised his chin, "Should I change it?"

"Change! I'll change!" the monk almost blurted out.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he hesitated again. He looked through his storage bag for something as valuable as the Wuxia Elixir, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I... I have some experience here before, and I have obtained some things. I just don't know if there are any fellow Taoists who can appreciate it."

While talking, the cultivator had already put away all the things on his stall, and stuffed them all to Xie Qianjun.

Xie Qianjun: ...

This person looks a little sincere?

This idea is just something to think about occasionally, if this person is really so sincere, he might have been swallowed alive long ago.

Xie Qianjun was also polite, and took the things that the man took out one by one in his hand. When he came across something similar to Lingzhi, he would distinguish it by himself. If he couldn't identify it, he asked Ah Rang for verification.

After sorting out all the things that the monk took out, Xie Qianjun and A Rang looked at each other, and sure enough, there was nothing big to gain.

The cultivator did have something in his hands, but those spiritual plants might be very precious to others, but to Ah Rang, they were no different from the weeds on the roadside.

Rather...

Xie Qianjun picked up something that looked like a broken mirror, "This looks interesting."

The monk immediately said, "This thing is quite useful. It can make the opponent dazzle for a moment during the battle, but..." The monk rubbed his fingers embarrassedly, "However, it can only be used once in ten days and eight months. It may not be useful every time..."

"However, since Fellow Daoist is a craftsman, maybe this thing can be of some use."

Xie Qianjun said with a smile that was not a smile, "You can talk."

The cultivator froze, and without waiting for him to speak, Xie Qianjun said again, "Forget it, I am interested in this thing, and this thing can be exchanged."

"Is what fellow Daoist said true?"

"Of course it is true." Xie Qianjun said firmly.

"Hey, that...that's so embarrassing..."

"Tch——" Xie Qianjun's tone was sarcasm, "Don't you think that just such a half-broken mirror can be exchanged for a flawless pill?"

The monk withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "Didn't fellow Taoist say..."

"I said before," Xie Qianjun raised his head slightly, his wide cloak covered most of his face, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a sarcasm, "Exchange with something of equivalent value, don't you think that the broken mirror is the same as Is the value of the Flawless Marrow Cleansing Pill the same?"

Hearing the small voices around him, the monk's face covered by the cloak suddenly turned red, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, but no one could see it at this time.

Although Xie Qianjun couldn't see this person's face, his perception was very keen, so he could naturally feel the person's faint hostility.

But he didn't care.

Speaking of which, Xie Qianjun did it on purpose to be so flamboyant, he needed to separate this mysterious alchemist from Xuancangmen.

Compared with the big sect with tens of thousands of years of experience, the Xuancang sect is really too young. The strongest fighting force in the entire sect, except for Xie Qianjun, is Yunlin, who is only in the early stage of transformation.

Xie Qianjun sighed in his heart, so when it was time to be cowardly, he had to be cowardly.

"Does fellow daoist have anything else to look at?"

Xie Qianjun smiled, "Yes."

He stretched out his hand, directly picked up an unremarkable round object and a dead branch, and then pushed the porcelain bottle containing a marrow washing pill to him.

***

"Oh, greed is not enough." Xie Qianjun shook his head until the monk walked away.

"Brother." Since

After entering, A Rang kept silent, worried that he would cause trouble to Xie Qianjun if he was not careful.

At this moment, seeing that person left, A Rang said, "That person just had ill intentions towards you."

"I know."

Xie Qianjun rubbed his head, "Don't worry about it."

"But what if he holds a grudge and wants to trouble you in the future?" After the death of the she-wolf, Ah Yang became very sensitive to these things.

"This kind of thing is inevitable." Xie Qianjun said softly, "It's not like he doesn't know the value of Wuxia's pill, but he still wants to pick up the leak, heh, this is treating others as fools."

Xie Qianjun had already inquired clearly from Yu Yancong before that there are indeed flawless pills in this world, but they are all made by those top alchemists, and they are very random.

Generally speaking, those top alchemists who refine the most basic low-level pills such as Huichun Pill, Huixue Pill, and Huiling Pill have a higher possibility of refining Wuxia Pill, five times out of ten are Wuxia Dan.

In this regard, Xie Qianjun guessed that perhaps those top alchemists could see the tricks of refining these low-level pills.

The marrow washing pill that Yu Yancong ate before stepping into the avenue of practice was the Wuxia pill. After that, he seldom took pills when he practiced. Therefore, the impurities accumulated in his body were not too many.

And the Xisui Dan that Yu Yancong took was bought from a top alchemist by his mother, Fairy Huijian, at the cost of favors.

So when he saw that Xie Qianjun directly gave Qingyun a flawless marrow washing pill, Yu Yancong was silently jealous in his heart for a moment.

***

Now, after the monk left, other monks came to ask for the price.

However, most of them were intimidated by the price Xie Qianjun offered, but there were also those rich and powerful who tried to buy all the flawless pills here.

But Xie Qianjun refused.

He also intended to use this to make a name for himself. If they were all sold to one person, the effect would definitely be greatly reduced.

The monks also have good eyesight. It is not that Xie Qianjun said that it is Wuxia Pill, they will believe it, but once they push the cork of the bottle, pour out the pill and observe it carefully, they will believe it.

Compared with the flawless pills sold by Xie Qianjun, the pills they had taken before seemed to be covered with a layer of indiscernible gray mist, and the fragrance of the pills was not as strong, there was always a hint of bitterness.

But whether it was the gray mist or the slightly bitter breath, they had never seen it on these pills!

So it must be Flawless Pill!

Even if not, it must be not far from Wuxia Pill.

That's the price...it's too expensive.

There are still many people who hesitate.

But soon, they regretted their hesitation.

***

Coincidentally, a fight took place in the underground trading field today.

This is rare.

Because the rule of the underground trading floor is that there are no rules.

Once there is a conflict with others here, unless one's own strength is strong and the opponent is directly pressed to the ground and rubbed, otherwise people will definitely be targeted.

After all, it is an eternal truth to kill you while you are sick.

Of course, there are people who are gentlemen and can't do this kind of thing.

But people who come to the underground trading field will never show mercy.

***

The two people who clashed obviously understood this very well, and after a short confrontation, they stopped fighting together.

There was a strong smell of blood coming from one person, and he was injured.

"Huixue Pill, Huichun Pill, Huiling Pill." After a little hesitation, the injured man came to Xie Qianjun and lowered his voice.

Xie Qianjun raised his brows lightly, but it was hidden under the hood so no one could see it.

"A total of three high-grade spirit stones." Xie Qianjun pushed the three small bottles to

Up him.

In terms of effects, Huixue Pill can treat external injuries, Huichun Pill can treat internal injuries, and Huiling Pill can restore spiritual power very quickly.

The man was not hypocritical after buying it, he just pushed open the cork and threw the three pills into his mouth.

Everyone present couldn't help but look at that person.

But in just a few moments, everyone saw with their own eyes that the wound exposed by the man's torn clothes closed quickly, and the aura of the man began to rise steadily.

Not only other monks saw it, but also the monk who fought against him before, so he immediately rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and slipped up first.

***

"One more." The next moment, the injured monk stood in front of Xie Qianjun again, with a hint of urgency in his tone, "No, two!"

Soon, other monks who reacted rushed to Xie Qianjun, "Give me a copy too!"

What?there is none left?

Then get a marrow washing pill!

The marrow washing pill is gone?

The Bone Forging Pill can also do it!

Originally, it was expected that the elixir could be sold for a whole day, but it was completely sold out in just three hours.

Some people who didn't have time to buy got Xie Qianjun's promise that he would come back tomorrow, so they reluctantly left.

***

And the two people who had fought against each other in the underground trading field before, landed one after the other in the distant mountains and forests.

"Qingyun, will it be bad for us to do this?"

Suddenly, the person who fell behind lifted the hood on his face, revealing a young and handsome face, it was Yu Yancong.

"Why not?" Qing Yun turned around and tore off the cloak that was used to hide his identity.

He was wearing a tender pink dress today, and his long hair was tied loosely with only a wooden hairpin.

Perhaps it was because of the fight with Yu Yancong just now, some strands of hair were scattered, and a few strands of them stuck to his face, which made him look a little weak.

"Didn't you take Elder Xie's elixir just now?" Qing Yun smoothed the hair on his temples, "How is it?"

"It is indeed the flawless pill."

"That's it." Qing Yun smiled, "You and I never lied, we just exchanged ideas in the underground trading market, and...Xun Xie elder bought a pill."

Yu Yancong always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while, and what Qingyun said was indeed the truth.

So, he nodded and said, "In that case, there seems to be nothing wrong."

Yu Yancong didn't know that there was a kind of person called...Tuoer.

***

Qingyun didn't explain to him what it means to be a nurse, "Go back, I don't know if my little junior brothers and sisters have practiced well."

Hearing this, Yu Yancong couldn't help saying for those little guys, "They are still young, Deacon Nan, are you being too strict with them?"

"You don't understand." Qingyun's tone suddenly turned cold, "Those human monks will not dislike them for being too young."

Yu Yancong was at a loss for words.

Looking at Qingyun who disappeared in a few ups and downs after the front changed into its original form, Yu Yancong felt a little distressed. He seemed to have made the other party angry again.

Worried that Qingyun would be unhappy because he was following too closely, Yu Yancong stayed in place for a while before getting up and chasing after him.

***

Xuancangmen, on the huge stone tablet at the main entrance, a leopard cat is lying lazily on it.

Seeing Yu Yancong rushing over from a distance, Leopard Cat let out a sigh of relief, "It's really slow."

After speaking, with a flick of his tail, he disappeared into the dense green shade of Xuancangmen.

"Mother once said that a man's mind is really hard to guess." Yu Yancong stroked the accessories on his waist and said thoughtfully, "Mother sincerely does not deceive me."

It's just that someone seems to have forgotten their gender?

***

Meanwhile, another place.

After Meng Ziqin got the marrow washing pill, he left the underground trading place in a hurry.

After confirming that there was no follower behind him, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Back at his current residence, Meng Ziqin poured out the marrow washing pill, stared at it for a long time, and finally put it into his mouth cruelly.

In an instant, a warm current started from his lower abdomen and slowly flowed along his meridians. Subconsciously, Meng Ziqin sat down cross-legged, made a formula with both hands, and started to activate the exercises in his body.

After the ten rounds of the cycle were completed, Meng Ziqin opened his eyes.

But as soon as his eyes opened, he quickly closed them.

Without him, if you really don't close your eyes quickly, the unknown black liquid will flow into his eyes directly!

At this time, he didn't care about his image, he raised his sleeve and wiped it off his eyes, but to his surprise, he wiped more and more!

Could it be...

Thinking of the embarrassment of the queen who had eaten the pill, Meng Ziqin had some guesses in his heart.

Relying on his intuition, Meng Ziqin walked to the well in the yard, picked up a bucket of water and poured it on his head.

Buckets of water were poured down, and the dirt on Meng Ziqin's body was gradually washed away.

Putting the bucket down, Mencius shook his palm, and when he started to circulate his spiritual power again, he felt extremely relaxed, as if a mountain that had been carrying him was removed, which only made people feel refreshed!

"I don't know what exactly he took back." Meng Ziqin didn't give up, and then tore off his soaked clothes, fetched another bucket of water, and began to clean his clothes carefully. Body.

Speaking of which, he got that dead branch from a certain secret place, and no one has been able to tell what it is.

After seeing it, many people said that it was just a piece of dead wood, but Meng Ziqin was very unwilling. He escaped from death in that secret realm, but in the end he only got this piece of wood.

In fact, in Meng Ziqin's heart, he also knew that what those people said was correct. This should be a very common piece of dead wood, but Meng Ziqin didn't want to go into details.

He would rather comfort himself, just because he and those people don't know each other.

But now, new hopes surged in Meng Ziqin's heart. Maybe, that piece of dead wood was really some kind of natural treasure that he didn't know?

***

"This is the most common piece of dead wood, brother, why did you take this thing?" After returning to Xuancangmo, A Rang asked while holding the piece of dead wood.

"It's just a cover up." Xie Qianjun handed the round object to A Rang, "This is what I really want."

"This..." Ah Rang held the round object carefully for a while, then closed his eyes to feel it, and said somewhat uncertainly, "It seems... It's some kind of foreign gold?"

"That's right." Xie Qianjun nodded A Rang's head, "It's indeed some kind of exotic metal."

A Rang's eyes lit up immediately, "Brother, how did you recognize him?"

If this round object hadn't been carefully inspected, even Ah Yang would have been concealed from it.

Of course, if it's a foreign land, that's another story, Ah Rang will definitely find out immediately.

"What are you going to do with this, brother?" A Rang put the round object back into Xie Qianjun's hand.

"It's going to be used for refining." Xie Qianjun replied, "You still lack a robe."

"But, I think my brother needs it more." A Rang looked at Xie Qianjun and said seriously, "I am always protected by my brother, you need it more than me."

"A Rang." Xie Qianjun raised his hand, caressed A Rang's cheek, brushed the corner of his eyes with his fingers, "I dare not think, what will happen to me if something happens to you."

Although the safest way is to increase the

Soil combat effectiveness, but...every gain has something to lose.

A Rang is transformed from the soil, can produce all things, and can also manipulate the dust of the world, but his self-protection ability is really poor.

If possible, Xie Qianjun even wanted to put all the Swordsman equipment on his body on A Rang.

But no.

He has tried it before, and the equipment in his backpack can only be used by himself.

Therefore, Xie Qianjun thought, collect materials by himself, and make a cassock for A Rang by himself.

And the first thing that fell into Xie Qianjun's mind was Yijin.

That broken mirror was actually made of foreign gold, in order to prevent that person from seeing his true intentions, so Xie Qianjun deliberately took that piece of dead branch, in order to confuse the view.

After all, he is an alchemist, and all kinds of spiritual plants are more attractive to him.

There are not no people who practice alchemy and weapon refining, but they are definitely rare, because just practicing one of the paths is already extremely difficult.

In addition, whether it is alchemy or weapon refining, it is very expensive... no, it is burning spirit stones.

However, Xie Qianjun was delighted that the materials in his backpack could be used.

He was going to combine the two, so that the refined vestment would be unique.

A unique cassock for the unique Ah Rang.

Xie Qianjun felt that this was very appropriate.

****

Because Meng Ziqin came and left early, he couldn't see the grand occasion of the cultivators rushing for the Flawless Pill.

and……

Mencius pondered for a while and found a problem.

The monk who sold the Flawless Pills in the underground trading market sold the Flawless Pills at a very low level.

Does this mean that the realm of that alchemist is also very low?

If so...

Does that mean that he can get back that dead branch?

Well, before taking it back, I have to ask the function of the dead branch first.

Also, after careful consideration, Mencius decided to tell his master about this matter.

He has heard that the eldest son of the master's family is looking for a famous alchemist. It seems that someone in the master's family has a strange poison in his body, but he has seen the master of the Meng family a few days ago, so the person who was poisoned should be Mrs. Meng

Mencius Qin thought of the master's young master's always domineering appearance, and sneered in his heart, wondering if he could endure the arrogance of the alchemist for Mrs. Meng?

If they really had a conflict, maybe he could get something in it?

Thinking of the dead branch that might be some kind of unknown treasure, Meng Ziqin felt extremely distressed.

If the person of the main family can recruit that alchemist into his sect, then as the "introducer" among them, maybe he can become acquainted in the future?

***

On the second day, Xie Qianjun still brought Wuxia pills to sell. This time, he got the news that there were too many people squatting there, so it took only a quarter of an hour before and after, and all the pills he brought were sold out.

The same is true for the third day.

On the fourth day, the time was doubled again.

until the fifth day.

Xie Qianjun looked at this man who didn't wear a cloak or a hood, and frowned slightly. He always felt that this man was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When he heard the other party's arrogant tone of begging for help, a figure suddenly appeared in Xie Qianjun's mind.

Well.

Isn't this the dandy who tried to snatch the baby panda from A Rang's arms to please the beauties?

The corner of Xie Qianjun's mouth curled into a sneer, "If you ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help."

Meng Yanluo opened his eyes wide, "What did you just say? Say it again!"

Xie Qianjun ignored him, but the person who came to buy medicine pills earlier

The people were probably driven away violently by Meng Yanluo, so although some people were standing in the distance, they did not dare to go forward.

Xie Qianjun didn't care too much, after setting up the tables and chairs, the old god sat on the chairs.

Seeing Meng Yanluo's panic-stricken appearance, Xie Qianjun only thought it was funny

Even a child knows that if you want to ask for something from others, you have to say a few nice words to make them happy.

What about this person?

Ha ha.

*****

However, as far as Meng Yanluo was concerned, he had never begged anyone since he was a child. As long as it was something he wanted, someone would respectfully deliver it to him. one serving.

Occasionally when the mood is good, it will be used to reward the servants.

So he really didn't know how to ask for help.

In his opinion, he himself has condescended to invite him in person, which is already a great deal of face to the other party.

So he took it for granted that Xie Qianjun should pack up his things obediently and go with him.

Just like the ice beauty from before, wasn't he still moved by his "sincerity" in the end, and double-zeroed with him?

*****

"You are so shameless!" Meng Yanluo put away the folding fan and hit his palm with a "slap", his tone was full of coldness.