Sword Master Ling Tian

The January appointment with Qin's sister and brother was still twenty days away. Ling Tian wanted to break through to the Piquan cultivation base before that. The depths of the Mang Mountain were dangerous, and Ling Tian didn't want to enter with the pure body nine-fold cultivation base.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian put on the storage ring, took the sword and left the house.

There are many disciples of Ziyun sect, and the disciples of the inner and outer sects need more training items. It is impossible for everyone to go down the mountain to purchase at all times. Therefore, within the sect, an internal small-scale trading area has gradually formed-Yi city.

The location of Yishi is in a valley below the cliff of Qianlian Peak. This is the edge of the Zongmen. The valley is pocket-shaped, and the valley is filled with cliffs that are thousands of feet high. Only the entrance can enter, which is very convenient for management. .

At the gate of the valley, Ling Tian paid ten spiritual coins, rented a cloak and a hat, and entered it.

Looking at the cloak covering himself tightly, Ling Tian was also thoughtful. These ten Ling coins are equivalent to tickets. Although it is not expensive for him, how much is the profit of this exchange market in one day?

He suspects that behind the opening of this exchange market is definitely the high-level of Ziyun Sect.

Ling Tian started scouring the stalls along the edge of the valley. Although the place he passed was not as unique as Lingnan City, it was rich in Yemeni types, even mysterious artifacts, which were also sold. You know, this stuff is not counted in the inner door. What, it's rare in the outer door, only those talents have it.

Even Ling Tian saw the appearance of the middle-grade profound weapon, but the inner disciple who was besieged in the past quickly bought it first.

After all, the purpose was no longer here, Ling Tian just took a look and skipped it. Finally, he stopped in an inconspicuous corner.

This stall was relatively remote. Ling Tian saw that the stall owner was petite and somewhat graceful. He should be a woman. There was a pile of herbs in front of her, some of which were still clinging to dirt.

Ling Tian wanted to refine Poquan Pill by himself, and Poquan Pill had a total of twelve materials. Although none of them were extremely rare second-grade herbs, they had a very low rate of becoming famous, as can be seen from the failure of Qin Mingyue. It is so difficult that it is so rare.

In front of the women's booth, Ling Tian saw most of the herbs of Poquan Pill.

"How do you sell this herb?"

Ling Tian knelt down and asked, picking out Piquan Dan's herbal medicine.

The man's cloak lifted up, revealing a pair of smart eyes, but when she saw Ling Tian in front of her, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

You should know that most of the female disciples of Baicao Peak of Ziyun Sect, and very few male disciples. She didn't expect that it would be a man who bought the herbs. However, despite the surprise in her heart, she still pressed her throat and said, "This is the herbal refining Poquan Pill. It's not expensive, 500 coins per serving..."

"five hundred..."

Ling Tian frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Girl, isn't it a bit expensive? Although Poquan Pill is comparable to a third-level pill, it is not because of its rare materials, but because the refining success rate is extremely low, and it consumes time and labor. .."

Ling Tian didn’t mean to bargain. According to Lin Shan, the entire Baicao Peak could refine Poquan Pill only by Leng Bingxin and the two big disciples. Quan Dan's success rate was only 50%, and it was extremely time-consuming. Leng Bingxin only refined it once a month.

As for the success rate of her two disciples in refining Poquan Pill was less than one-tenth, so they would not refine it at all, which resulted in very little output of the Poquan Pill of Ziyun Sect.

Therefore, this Poquan Pill has a price but no market, but few people care about the herbal refining it.

"This...."

The woman's brows were very tight, and she was very tangled: "However, it is also difficult to gather herbs. Few people are willing to go to that place..."

Ling Tian wanted to continue talking, but his eyes fell on the small hands exposed under the woman's cloak. They were full of rough wrinkles and small scars. How could they look like a girl's bare hands?

For a while, Ling Tian also laughed at himself, secretly saying why he was suffering, he didn't lack that little money.

"Fine, just five hundred Lingcoins."

A look of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, she couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "How many copies do you want, brother?"

Ling Tian touched his nose: "It's all over!"

"Or, the more the better, how much do you have, how much I want!" Ling Tian thought about it, and added another sentence.

"All?!"

The woman was surprised, ordered some herbs on the stall, gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, I have forty copies here, which is... 20,000 Lingcoins."

"Hehe, I can buy it..."

The woman gritted her teeth, plucked up the courage to look at Ling Tian, ​​her eyes shone, she bit her lip and said, "Brother should be able to make alchemy. Can you have...can you have broken springs to become alchemy?"

"Oh?"

Ling Tian was startled and looked at the woman. Although she couldn't see her face, it was indeed the nine-fold cultivation base of the Quintessence Body. It was exactly when she needed to break the spring pill.

"If the senior has a pill, just two will be enough." Seeing Ling Tian hesitating, she said anxiously: "It's really not good. One Poquan Pill will do..."

She knew the scarcity of Poquandan, and she was really anxious to break through.

"Hehe, no, I won't take advantage of you. The Poquan Pill you want, I just have it here." Ling Tian took the middle-grade Poquan Pill out of his arms, "Take it... "

Seeing that Ling Tian just pulled out a Poquan Pill, the woman's eyes also flashed disappointment, but when she took the pill from Ling Tian and took a closer look, she suddenly covered her small mouth and couldn't help exclaiming. With a cry, "Medium grade, medium grade Poquan Dan!"

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"Haha, how?"

"Brother, the value of this pill is more than twenty thousand spirit coins..."

Ling Tian waved his hand, "It's almost the same..."

"Brother, do you still receive the herbs for the Poquan Pill?" The woman asked the Poquan Pill carefully.

"Well, close! How much do you have?"

"There are about sixty copies left!"

"So many?!" Ling Tian was also slightly surprised. He asked, although Piquandan's materials are not grown in Mang Mountain, but in the back mountains, most of them grow on the cliffs. Very life-threatening.

How much courage does this woman need for a hundred herbs?

"Well, yes... I saved it for a long time, but they are all very well preserved and very fresh!" The woman hurriedly said.

"Okay! I want it all!" Ling Tian took out a piece of silver sand crystal and a few pieces of middle-grade refining material from his arms, and said: "However, I don't have a broken spring pill. Huh?"

"Ah! So much material!"

The woman checked all the pieces of material, and she was very happy. With these, she should be able to refine a sword!

"Okay, brother, wait for me first, I'll go back to get the medicinal materials!" The woman returned the materials, put away the booth, and rushed out.

Ling Tian waited on the spot for a long time before the woman hurried over, her chest rising and falling, panting, and the veil of the cloak flew up, revealing a small white chin and nice neck, dazzling people's eyes .

"Brother, this is a medicinal material, you can check it!"

Ling Tian took the wooden box that the woman handed over, and opened it to see that it was 60 medicinal materials, and on top of the box, there was a broken scroll.

A line of words can be seen vaguely above: "Jufengzhi."

"what is this?"