Xuanhuan: I Can View Files of Destiny!

Qin Li immediately ran the Daoyin breathing method, and then eased a little.

Immediately open the storage bag and swallow the newly obtained Red Vermilion Fruit.

Chizhuguo is worthy of being one of the main ingredients of Chenchen Pill.

The breath of life inside is very strong.

It made Qin Li's body that was originally described as withered and radiant again, looking radiant and handsome.

Not only that, his cultivation base is still a small improvement.

Now it has reached the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

However, if someone knew that Qin Li was only using Chi Zhuguo to improve his cultivation to a small realm, he would probably be scolded for his brutality.

Dust Pill, that is an essential medicinal pill for the achievement of Jindan realm powerhouse, it is extremely precious, and it is even more expensive in the market.

The main reason is that the main material, the red vermilion fruit, is extremely rare, and it depends on fate.

This caused many disciples who were at the peak of the condensing realm to stop moving forward because they couldn't get the Dust Pill all their lives.

One red vermilion fruit can make two pots of medicinal pills, and more than ten dust-reducing pills can create at least six golden pill realm powerhouses.

Now, it has been squandered by Qin Li like this.

However, even if Qin Li knew about the extraordinaryness of this thing in the future, he felt that his choice at that time was right.

"My life is almost gone, why are you still protecting that Chi Zhuguo? He's not a fool!"

Speaking of which, Qin Li glanced at the sky now.

It was noon at this time, and he did not dare to delay at all, and immediately went to the next destination.

.....

Taixuan City.

Covering thousands of miles, because it is close to Taixuan Daozong, it is very lively.

Vendors and shops are lined up along the street, and the clamor is one after another.

There is also an endless stream of tourists, and many shops are crowded and business is booming.

Even so, the city's law and order is very good, and there is no scene of rioting.

From time to time, teams of uniformed city defense troops can be seen patrolling the city.

On a pedestrian street not far away, there are stalls full of goods, and the flow of people is decreasing significantly, and even a few shops are not cared about.

I saw a young man with a handsome face, dressed in Taixuan Daozong outer sect clothes, and seemed to have a soft spot for the stalls.

This person is Qin Li.

According to the small file of luck, Jiang Tianyong spent ten middle-grade spirit stones to buy the broken sword this evening.

Now that it is Shen Shi, the time is very tight, and he has no time to observe the small archives of the past martial artists.

The current situation is crises and turmoil, and he has no weapons in his hands, so he must cut off the Hu in advance.

Turned around for about half an hour.

He was finally in the innermost part of the pedestrian street

An old man was found in a remote corner, one of his eyes was covered with a black cloth.

There are various broken instruments and refining materials on his stall, and the broken sword is in it.

"Great!"

Qin Li's lips curved slightly and walked over.

The one-eyed old man sat with his legs crossed and looked like he was closing his eyes.

There was no rhetoric for Qin Li's arrival.

There is a lot of meaning that Jiang Taigong was fishing, and those who wished to take the bait.

Qin Li didn't take it to heart, and just picked it up at his booth.

Soon, he picked up a rusty dagger.

"100 low-grade spirit stones."

The old man opened his mouth and made a light quotation.

"too expensive!"

Qin Li shook his head and said, "This dagger can't even cut melons and fruits, so it's not worth the price... How about a low-grade spirit stone of 50? If you agree, I can buy two more pieces of black iron by the way." Fun library

The one-eyed old man opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Li, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly, "Yes."

"One copy of the 80th grade low-grade spirit stone of Xuantie, a total of 210 grades of low-grade spirit stone."

Qin Li agreed immediately after completing the transaction.

He went to get the broken sword again.

So heavy!

With his current strength of one arm, it is at least 20,000 pounds.

However, just holding the broken sword took three-quarters of his strength.

The one-eyed old man's eyes became brighter, and he looked at Qin Li with a touch of admiration.

He has studied this broken sword for several years, but he has not found anything special except for its weight.

It was decided to sell it half a year ago, and the young people from the previous year were the first to get it.

Qin Li took a closer look.

With his current visual ability, he naturally couldn't see any mystery in it, but he still muttered to himself.

"This sword is rusty and the tip is broken. What can I use it for?"

Seeing that Qin Li was an old customer, the old man gave him a preferential price.

"It took a lot of work to get this sword, and it requires nine middle-grade spirit stones."

nine dollars? In this way, it is cheaper than Jiang Tianyong to buy a middle-grade spirit stone, which is equivalent to 100 lower-grade spirit stones cheaper.

This is the annual income of his outer sect handyman disciple.

It seems that this one-eyed old man is a sincere person.

Qin Li smiled slightly, and immediately took out nine middle-grade spirit stones and handed them to the old man.

"Okay, since the senior is hard-earned, then the junior will buy it back to the town house!"

The old man nodded slightly and took the spirit stone.

After the transaction was completed, Qin Li put away the broken sword.

Continue to wander around the area.

And began to pay attention to the small files of popular people who come and go.

He found that most of the people who visited the stalls were outside disciples of Taixuan Daozong, and there were also some loose cultivators from other places.

However, to his disappointment, these people are not only low in cultivation, but most of them are people who have no chance.

Even if there is a chance, it is white ordinary luck, such as some low-level medicinal herbs, talismans, etc.

This kind of opportunity has no value to the current Qin Li.

Just when Qin Li was about to leave the street and look for another opportunity.

Suddenly, I felt a thief aura coming towards my waist.

He turned his head and saw a young cultivator with sharp eyes, staring at the storage bag around his waist.

Qin Li suddenly exuded a powerful aura.

The young cultivator was horrified, and immediately squatted down and pretended to go to the booth to choose the magic weapon.

And above his head, a small file of purple luck popped up.

【Name】: Zhang Guishou, Zhang Guishou (nickname)

[Boundary]: Qi Gathering Realm Eight Layers

【Fate】: Lonely (Black)

[Fate]: Ghosts and Thieves (Purple)

[Recent luck: Reborn]: I bought 5 bottles of ancient elixir from the ground floor of Taixuancheng Street No. 6, one of which is the fifth-grade Xisui Dan.

[Recent Luck: Injuring the Heavens and Harming Reasons]: Sneaked into the Zhao family in Baiyuecheng late at night, looted the valuables and property of the mansion, and defiled Miss Zhao San, causing her to commit suicide in shame and anger.

After reading Zhang Guishou's luck profile, Qin Li was secretly shocked.

"Damn it, this one who rides a horse... is too conscientious, floor 6, let's go!"

Although this road is full of street stalls, it is also planned in an orderly manner, and each stall has a stall number.

Soon, Qin Li found the No. 6 floor first.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a knife scar on his face, looking very difficult to mess with.

Qin Li glanced at some bottles and jars on his bunk, and soon saw ten cluttered elixir bottles with traces of the era in the corner.

"What kind of medicine is this?" He looked up and asked the middle-aged man.

"Ancient elixir, a bottle of 100 low-grade spirit stones, with a minimum purchase of 5 bottles." The stall owner said calmly.

"This price is a bit high. I bought more than ten bottles before, and they were all waste pills." Qin Li explained with a sad look on his face.

Although he is not short of spirit stones, for him as a businessman in his previous life, bargaining has become a habit.

"If you buy all of these, you can get a bottle of 90 low-quality spirit stones." The stall owner said calmly.