Chen Lin was a little surprised to see Luo Ziqing.
But on second thought, it is normal. The Ma family is a subsidiary family of the Qingyun Sect, and Luo Ziqing is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. There is nothing strange about his appearance here.
So he didn't think any more and followed the guide quickly towards a building.
Luo Ziqing and another young man walked out of the gate tower. The first-level Qi training cultivator guarding there immediately bowed to them, but the two men did not even glance at them and walked straight out along the road.
After walking out, Luo Ziqing looked back at Chen Lin's back.
"Why, does cousin know that person?"
Seeing this, the other young man in white robe asked curiously.
Luo Ziqing nodded and said, "Well, although the other party used a disguise mask, he could not escape my sensing technique."
"Oh? Whose family is this person? Those who can come to the manor to buy spiritual medicine are all regular customers!"
The young man in white robe also looked back, but Chen Lin was gone.
Luo Ziqing shook his head and said, "Nothing. He should not be a cultivator from Guyuan City. I saw him at the trade fair and bought a python skin from him."
"Python skin, is that the one you took out last time, cousin?" The young man in white robe's eyes flashed slightly.
Luo Ziqing nodded and said, "Yes, that's the one. At first I suspected that the python was related to the dragon we were looking for. After all, python monsters are rare in the northern part of the Broken Dreams Mountains."
"But it's not important now. Since we've already found the dragon's trail, we don't need to worry about anything else. While everyone's attention is on the ancient cultivator's cave, hunting down the dragon is the most important thing."
The young man in white robe nodded, then said with a worried look: "Cousin, have you really thought it through? If you practice the Demon Fusion Technique and use the Demon Pill to build your foundation, there will be no turning back. How are you going to explain this to Linglong? She has been making a fuss many times."
Luo Ziqing sighed when he heard this.
With a determined look, he said, "Building a foundation is so difficult. Even if it is to build a demon foundation, not everyone has the opportunity. If Master had not agreed to help, I would not have been able to obtain the method of building a demon foundation, and I would not have been able to hunt down a second-level demon beast like a dragon."
Then, he continued, "Although building a demon foundation is not the right way, at least it is only a physical transformation. It will not be as fatal as the blood magic skills of building a demon foundation. The lifespan is still normal. As for Linglong, I will explain it to her."
At this point he sighed, "Master, your life span is short. If my Qingyun Sect didn't have foundation-building cultivators, you should be able to imagine what the end would be. I had no choice."
"Oh, right, we still need to keep an eye on this person. Monsters have the habit of guarding spiritual medicines. If the python is really related to the second-level dragon, there is a small chance that the spiritual medicine it is guarding will fall into the hands of the other party. Moreover, this person is full of lies, so he should not be a good person..."
The two of them talked as they walked, their voices low.
In the end, Luo Ziqing left alone, and the young man in white robe returned to the manor.
Chen Lin followed the guide to a large building, and a faint smell of medicinal fragrance appeared.
There were also monks walking in and out in groups of three or four, some were excited, some were disappointed.
Entering the building, there is a spacious hall with many special and exquisite boxes on both sides, and the boxes contain different kinds of medicinal materials.
Several monks were picking and inspecting at different locations, while others were arguing about the price with the steward.
Chen Lin immediately became interested. This turned out to be a wholesale market for spiritual medicines!
But after taking a quick look around, he shook his head.
Although there are many types of medicinal herbs, there are not many high-quality ones, and there are even many ordinary ones.
Although these medicinal herbs can be regarded as treasures in ordinary pharmacies, they are of little value in the eyes of immortal cultivators.
At this time, the guide gave the fat shopkeeper's token to the manager, and the other party immediately came over with a smile.
"What kind of elixir do you want to buy, and even Ruyifang doesn't have it in stock?"
Chen Lin immediately cupped his hands and said, "It's not something high-end. I just need Ganyun grass juice to mix the spiritual ink for making talismans recently, but this spiritual medicine is out of stock in the market, so Shopkeeper Zhou introduced me here."
He didn't want to reveal his identity as an alchemist, so he lied and said that he was using it to make talismans. Although the amount of talisman ink used was not much, it was not absent.
"Hahaha, I see. That old fellow Lu Shenglin is really a swindler!"
When the manager heard that Chen Lin came to buy ganyuncao juice, he burst into laughter.
Because the Qingyun Sect had lost its alchemist, it often suffered from the Kaoshan Sect's bullying, and it was impossible for it to get elixirs from Master Lu, so it was natural for them to gloat over the poisoning.
Chen Lin smiled but said nothing.
He just came to buy elixir, there was no need to say anything, as too much talk would lead to mistakes.
After laughing for a while, the manager walked inside, but came out empty-handed after a while.
Without waiting for Chen Lin to ask, the other party said:
"Since you were introduced by Manager Zhou, we certainly can't let you go back empty-handed. However, the ready-made juice has been sold out and needs to be processed now. Please take a rest inside, it will be ready soon."
Chen Lin nodded and followed the other party to a place inside that was similar to a lounge. Then the manager went to the hall to get busy.
Chen Lin took a quick glance.
Besides him, there were two other people in the room, but they were both reading books, so he didn't know how to greet them.
I found a random stool and sat down. There was also a book on the table in front of me, which was similar to what the other two were reading.
Everyone looked at it and thought there was definitely no limit, so Chen Lin also picked it up and flipped through it.
Then he showed an interested expression and immersed himself in the content.
This is actually a book introducing herbal medicine. It contains not only text but also pictures, introducing the characteristics and value of each medicine.
It seems that this herbal medicine family is quite professional and can also popularize professional knowledge to the monks. Does this allow the monks who come here to collect elixirs more efficiently and then sell them to them
Or is it to show that the elixirs they sell are of good quality
But no matter what, he has to learn it for free, as this knowledge is exactly his shortcoming.
Chen Lin was very happy and felt that he had made the right decision by coming this time and that he would credit the fat shopkeeper for his achievement.
The book was not too thick. The front part only recorded some common medicines. He did not read it too carefully until the middle part, when all the magical medicines appeared. He immediately began to read it with great interest.
"Two-headed mushroom?"
When Chen Lin saw the picture on a certain page, his expression suddenly changed.
He had one of these things in his storage bag, which he collected shortly after leaving the Jiaolong Cave. Because it looked so ordinary, he almost kicked it to pieces.
Even after picking it, I didn't treat it as a good thing and kept it in the storage bag. I didn't expect it to be worth quite a lot. It was marked as worth ten medium-grade spirit stones!
This was truly a surprise from heaven. Chen Lin's face showed excitement and he continued to read.
The further back you go, the higher the level of the spiritual medicines recorded in the book, but I don’t recognize any of them and have never seen them in Kaiyuan City.
This is not to say that there was no such thing in the broken dream, but he was only thinking about how to escape at the time and didn't pay much attention to these things.
Soon, the book was turned to the last few pages.
"Um?"
Just when Chen Lin turned to the third-to-last page, his expression suddenly froze.