Early the next morning, there was a loud knock on the door.

Yun Mo opened his eyes and got out of bed. As soon as he opened the door, Xie Rongqing squeezed in, sat down on the stool, and said, "Just now there is news that the previous three-stage overflowing grass has been sold, but the newly acquired I bought a four-turn one, but the price is a lot higher, but it should be fine, didn’t Mr. Qi say that the higher the quality of this overflowing grass, the better—”

In the middle of speaking, Xie Rongqing caught a glimpse of Siran who was still in the daze stage.

Siran was leaning on the pillow, with a mess of fangs and claws on his head, staring at a certain point in the void, still not awake.

Xie Rongqing couldn't help asking: "You... slept all night?"

"Ah," Siran turned his head slowly, "good morning."

Xie Rongqing: "...good morning."

For cultivators, sleep is no longer a necessity. Those with a high level of cultivation can meditate for several years. As long as they are completely immersed in cultivation, their mental and physical fatigue will naturally be slowly repaired by spiritual power.

What's more, this is still outside, in a seemingly peaceful but chaotic city, is there really someone who really slept peacefully all night?

Siran didn't know that Xie Rongqing had such rich mental activities.

It took him a very long start-up process from sleeping to waking up to waking up. At this time, Siran was obviously still in a half-dream and half-awake state.

He slowly let go of the pillow in his arms, lifted the quilt, and then with a resolute and decisive gesture, he bumped into the barrier that Yun Mo had surrounded in front of him.

Yun Mo, who didn't have time to remove the barrier: "..."

"Hiss—" Siran covered his forehead, "Who hit me!?"

With a movement of his fingertips, Yun Mo quickly retracted the barrier.

After being hit by this blow, Siran also regained consciousness a bit. He took a deep breath and felt a sudden pain in his forehead, but he couldn't find the "murder weapon" when he looked around.

He had no choice but to rub his forehead, put on his coat slowly, straightened his hair, and patted himself another cleansing talisman.

There is an obvious redness and swelling on the forehead, which is still a little painful to the touch. As a cultivator with good physique, this small injury will disappear in a short time.

Siran walked around the dark mahogany bed with deep eyes, trying to find some clues.

Then successfully give up.

By the way, he muttered unwillingly: "I was definitely attacked by someone."

"Come on, whoever makes a sneak attack is so light," Xie Rongqing teased, "You are really good at it, you work and rest like an ordinary person, maybe you fell out of bed last night."

Siran categorically denied it: "Impossible, I sleep very quietly, I don't move at all, and I will never fall out of bed."

Yun Mo: "..."

Ah.

This question did not wait for a result after all.

After Si Ran tidied herself up, she saw the soft mattress that had been laid out after a long time last night, and she didn't really want to dismantle it.

They booked a room for two days, and these quilts were worthless, so they simply left them there.

Yun Mo and Xie Rongqing obviously wanted to go out, as the protected object, the weakest of the four, it was not easy to stay alone in the inn.

Outside the safe sect, he intends to carry out the principle of closely following Yun Mo to the end.

After leaving the house, Siran turned to the next door and knocked on Gu Ling's door. Just as he was about to ask if he wanted to go together, Gu Ling's rather irritable voice came from inside.

"Are you still a child?" Gu Ling obviously practiced all night, and he seemed to have gained a lot, and the breath on his body became firmer again, "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, hmph... I am not like you, even I They are not well protected."

Siran skillfully ignored part of the words: "Then I'll go first, and you should pay attention to safety."

Gu Ling habitually pulled his face, moved his lips, and choked out a few words: "This is Wanling City, don't run around if you have nothing to do, or—"

"Understood, thank you." Siran quickly closed the door, and shut the room together with Gu Ling's "I'm not happy" face.

Gu Ling inside the house: "..."

Yun Mo and the others came to Wanling City with a clear purpose.

Not for shopping.

After leaving the inn, they went straight to a tall building full of primitive simplicity to the east.

The whole body of this high-rise building is dark brown, and its shape is a bit like an ancient attic. It is carved with various flowers and plants in strange shapes. There is a plaque on the gate with the words "Wan Yao Lou" written on it.

Judging from the name alone, it gives people a feeling of "there is a backer behind it".

Wanyao Building is the largest spiritual plant trading center in Wanling City. After entering the building, Yun Mo and Xie Rongqing went directly to the second floor, walked through the long corridor, and stood in an area near the inside.

The second floor is divided into many districts, and each district is responsible for different managers. It looks a bit like a Chinese medicine store.

Seeing Yun Mo whispering to the manager behind the counter, the latter took out one from the row of locked compartments at the back, opened the lock, and took out the elixir that was packed in a jade box.

The steward smiled and said, "This is the four-turn overflowing grass. Everyone knows that after three turns of this overflowing grass, the quality of each additional turn will increase by more than a fraction, so this price..."

Yun Mo nodded: "How much?"

The steward compared it to OK... No, the steward stretched out three fingers: "Three thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Si Ran, who listened with pricked ears, couldn't help but be speechless.

The common currency in the cultivation world is spiritual stones, which are divided into three types: upper, middle and lower. Top-grade spiritual stones are of the highest quality and are also useful in cultivation and formations.

Three thousand high-grade spirit stones... Siran touched the storage bag. Over the years, the small treasury accumulated by the original owner was only tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones, and they were still enjoying Si Xingfeng's vast resources.

Alchemist really deserves to be a profession that burns money.

This is just a blind elixir. Each elixir basically requires several, even dozens, or even hundreds of elixir, and the success rate of alchemy is not 100%.

Every time I fail, I step on white spirit stones.

Over there, even with mental preparations, Xie Rongqing couldn't help but said: "Three turns of overflowing grass are only a thousand high-grade spirit stones? This has tripled!"

The steward smiled and said, "The price of our Wanyao Building is absolutely fair and just. This overflowing grass is the most rare type of fifth-order elixir, not to mention the four-turn overflowing grass. Go outside and have a look. Apart from ours, where else is there overflowing grass in Lingcheng?"

This is the beauty of monopoly.

Xie Rongqing's complexion was a little ugly.

Siran also understands, after all, sword repair is really poor, this is a racial characteristic that cannot be changed by nature.

In the cultivation world, there are nothing more than three kinds of businesses that make money: alchemy and talisman refining, and formations can barely be counted, among which alchemy and tool refining make the most money.

Pills and spirit weapons are indispensable resources for the entire cultivation world. In many cases, the strength of a sect is reflected in the number of medicine pills and spirit weapons it can distribute to its disciples.

Except for Jianzong.

Sword cultivators are a rare existence, they rarely take pills, and rarely use spiritual weapons, and the sword they carry with them is forged by themselves.

The sword cultivator focuses on the sword, never gets involved in other affairs, knows neither alchemy nor weapon refining, and lives a particularly hard and simple life.

Si Ran thought to himself, Jian Zong and other sects who didn't hear anything out of the window actually agreed to Si Xingfeng's request for a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, and Yun Mo even came to Wanyaolou to buy elixir, could it be to save his life? who?

As soon as he had this thought, he was interrupted by Yun Mo's voice.

Yun Mo lowered his eyes to look at the exceptionally beautiful four-turned overflowing grass in the open jade box, and said, "Yes."

The person in charge immediately laughed and said, "Okay, can you take a look at this elixir? If there is no problem, we will pay for it and deliver it. Of course, the rule of our Wanyao Building is that we are not responsible for leaving the building. So I have to trouble you to be more careful about the inspection."

Yun Mo nodded.

Siran didn't know how much this sword cultivator knew about elixir, but he himself was a little curious about this elixir worth three thousand high-grade spirit stones, so he sneaked over and tiptoed to take a look.

It is indeed a very beautiful spiritual plant. The color is very fresh, like a mixture of tender green and blue. It is about the size of two palms. Four thin branches are intertwined to form the main trunk. When you look closely, it is not simple. Rotating and intertwining, like knitting a sweater, intertwined into a regular pattern.

This Lingzhi is not afraid of beating himself to death.

Except for the branches, there are four big leaves growing on them. The edges of the leaves are golden, and they are slightly closed like petals, wrapping around the uppermost part of the branches. The whole overflowing grass looks like a fairy magic wand. .

This little thing looks quite unique.

But this "four turns", shouldn't it mean that the four branches are twisted together?

Just now I heard that the four-turn overflow grass is very rare. Could it be that I often tie myself to a knot, resulting in a small number of successful weaves?

Si Ran became interested, and poked the treasure book in the sea of ​​knowledge: "Book, adjust the knowledge of this Lingzhi in front of you."

Treasure book: [Ghost Misty Grass, a fourth-level spiritual plant, has the characteristic of disguising itself as other spiritual plants. It can be disguised as a fifth-level spiritual plant at most. Its shape, smell, and touch are the same, and its medicinal properties cannot be disguised. 】

Siran: "...?"

Si Ran gathered himself together, and carefully read the words that appeared in front of his eyes several times: "Shu'er, isn't this overflowing grass?"

Treasure book: [Of course not, this is ghost grass, it’s just a fourth-order spiritual plant, overflowing grass is fifth-level, you have seen its characteristics, the body is a bit like seaweed, the favorite is to pretend to be other spiritual plants look. 】

Siran couldn't help asking: "What's the picture?"

The handwriting on the treasure book paused, and then continued to display: 【Every ghost grass has a different idea, such as the one in front of you, it just thinks the overflowing grass is beautiful. 】

Siran was speechless for a while: "Then it was adopted, which tells us that sometimes, a plain appearance is still useful."

Then, Siran suddenly thought of a serious problem.

This overflowing grass is to be sold to Jianzong.

Worth three thousand high-grade spirit stones.

Super expensive.

……

Siran: "..."

Siran: "!!!"

Young birthday!Someone had the heart to cheat Jianxiu's money!

The author has something to say: ghost grass: Seaweed that does not want to be a beautiful spirit grass is not a good ghost grass.

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