After you have spiritual power, finding the cultivation market is easy. Lin Zhizhi's lost and recovered spiritual power was more refined than before, and it only took a while to arrive at the market closest to Biyunmen.
People come and go on the street, buildings on both sides are in groups, and scattered cultivators set up stalls on the ground.
Compared with the Central Continent in this aspect, Yuntian Continent has nothing special - it is just that the trading volume of elixir is larger. And because it is a marginal continent, the corpses of wild beasts can be seen everywhere.
Lin Zhizhi wandered halfway around the street, looked at the scattered repair shops, and finally walked into the most luxurious looking elixir pavilion.
The interior of this elixir pavilion is huge, divided into three floors. The bottom floor belongs to the public reception area. Lin Zhizhi came to a teller and tapped the table with his fingers: "I want to take a look at the medicine pills you have here."
The teller was a young guy, and he looked at Lin Zhizhi from beginning to end. The young master of the Lin family was wearing a dark blue robe with black piping trimmed with very fine gold threads, which interacted with the lacquer hair and black eyes, making him look elegant and out of the way. This kind of dress is very rare in this area, maybe it is the son of an aristocratic family from the Tianyun Twelve Sect... preferably the kind who is not deeply involved in the world—
The young man vaguely felt that he was about to make a big deal, so he lost his eyesight, and quickly led the black-haired boy in front of him to the medicine cabinet, where there were famous posts introducing the names and effects of each medicine: "These are all It's a popular elixir, if you need something better, I'll take you to the second floor."
Lin Zhizhi calmly looked away from the favorability of the other party's head [Xiaogua, favorability index 55, attitude is being taken advantage of] - browsed those medicinal pills.
The Body Refinement Pills, Dali Pills, Jianyun Pills that I have never seen before... Hey, there are also Peiyuan Dan here...
It is indeed somewhat different from the Central Continent, except for the price - no matter which continent it is in, the spirit stones are the same. As the leader of the younger generation in Central China (although he has yet to officially defeat a few people), the spirit stone in Lin Zhizhi's Qiankun Ring can be thrown at random and can kill any loose cultivator on the side of the road.
"Does Dan Fang have it?" he asked.
Xiaogua's eyes lit up, his favorability increased by ten, and he felt that his performance today was expected to improve. He immediately led Lin Zhizhi to the second floor and explained with a smile on his face: "We do have a few pills here, but it's just pills, which are much more expensive than pills."
Lin Zhizhi nodded indifferently and followed him to the second floor.
The second floor needs to be much cleaner. There is a luxurious screen in the place where you just entered the building. Just looking at the appearance, it is already ingenious. There is also the luster of aura flowing on it, which is a very valuable magic weapon.
There were only three people on the entire second floor. A man in Tsing Yi stood at the window with his hands behind his back, with a sword wrapped in cloth on his back, looking like a jade tree facing the wind. He has a handsome face, but his expression is a little cold, and he is listening to the beautiful woman beside him.
There was an old man beside them with a long white beard and a red Tang suit. The whole person looked kind and kind. Seeing Lin Zhi come upstairs, the old man looked at him and greeted him with [Qian Xianmin, favorability index 20, and the attitude of the guest]: "Who is this guest?"
"Old Qian, he wants to buy pills and pills." Xiaogua respectfully said to the old man.
"I don't know what type of medicinal pill and medicinal formula this fellow Taoist wants?" Old Qian waved Xiaogua to go down and asked Lin Zhizhi.
The black-haired boy thought about it for a while: "For medicinal herbs, you need to condense spiritual energy. As for medicinal pills, is there any one that is more suitable for beginners? There are also medicinal pills and materials - if possible, bring a copy together."
Old Qian realized that this child is probably the young master of which family, and wants to start learning alchemy—it’s a pity that he started at this age, and he is almost destined to have little success in the alchemy path. Thinking so in his heart, Qian Lao still carried on Amway with a smile on the surface: "I happen to have a medicine cauldron suitable for beginners here. It is made of century-old profound stones and smelted with pill fire at the stage of forming pills. It is a rare spiritual tool. ."
He took Lin Zhizhi around the screen, came to a secret room, took out a finely carved black square tripod from the jade box and placed it on the table.
The young master of the Lin family took it over and played with it a few times before putting it back. Although he didn't know much about these things, he only knew a little bit about it, and only knew the most common methods of refining medicine. At this time, looking at this foot square tripod, there was only one thought, "It should be alright, this shop looks quite big", and said casually: "Well, yes, what about Dan Fang?"
Qian Lao brought two more pills: blood coagulation pills and Juling pills.
The former heals wounds, and the latter assists cultivation, both of which are medicinal pills that practitioners need to use on weekdays.
As for the materials, Lin Zhizhi found out by comparing the Dan Dao of Zhonglu, perhaps because Yuntian was close to the edge of the human world and extremely close to the wild beasts. These two pill recipes required the use of different types of monster cores to remove herbs.
Lingyao Pavilion is a one-stop service - Lin Zhizhi only needs to pay, and all the materials, including ready-made products, can be packaged together. In the end, Lin Zhizhi paid the price of nearly 800 low-grade spirit stones and ten middle-grade spirit stones, and got everything plus an "Introduction to Medicine Refining Manual" (… ).
Lin Zhizhi knew that the price was a little moderately high. If you go to the retail market to find every family, and talk about the price, it is estimated that it will be much cheaper - but the young master of the Lin family does not care at all. Hey, isn't it the Eight Hundred Spirit Stones? It's enough to eat and sleep in the best restaurant in the Central Continent. It's really not worth his time to find it.
#rich, willful#
After negotiating the price again, Lin Zhizhi put away those things, and hesitantly took out the four elixir that he had just made. Qian Lao looked at the simple ring on the slender finger of the young man, and his identity for the person in front of him was once again in his heart. Raised a notch: This kind of Qiankun ring is not common in Yuntian, only the elite disciples of the twelve Tianyun sects will have it. This is not the descendant of the holy sect who sneaked out, right
Lin Zhizhi handed the four medicinal pills to Lao Qian, looking for an old-fashioned excuse, and said calmly: "My junior brother has just made a pot of medicinal pills in the past few days, and he asked me to sell them. I don't know if they will accept them here. ?"
"Accept, of course. Dare to ask your friend, what kind of medicine is this?" Qian Lao pressed the mechanism in the secret room, and the mahogany table slowly sank into the ground, replaced by an arc-shaped magic weapon.
"Peiling Pill."
Qian Lao responded: "Have you ever measured the degree of fusion?"
"Never." Lin Zhizhi's eyes flickered, his back leaned back on the chair, the tail of his robe spread under the seat, like a snake spitting letters in the dark. The young man followed the line of his sleeves, lifted the side layer and added, "...It may also be a waste pill."
- In his childhood, the president of the Central China Alchemist Association left a deep shadow on him (… ). The old man looked at him with distressed eyes more than once, and said in his mouth: "How can the fusion rate be so low with such a good success rate?! Why is it all waste pills?!"
Until he grows up, when he goes to the Alchemist Association to buy things, the president will pat him regretfully, complaining that he has missed a disciple.
This profoundly made Lin Zhizhi realize that his talent in terms of fusion rate was low—and made him quite suspicious of Gu Xian's vision.
Hearing Lin Zhizhi's answer, Qian Lao opened the magic tool, took out a silver spoon, scraped some pieces from one of the medicinal pills and dropped them into the vessel.
At this time, Qian Lao didn't really care.
Because the young man in front of him looks like a novice in medicine refining. He would promise the other party to buy these pills because he saw that he was of noble birth and wanted to please him and form a good relationship.
But when he saw the fusion degree displayed in the magic weapon, he was truly surprised.
The degree of fusion is as high as 70%!
What is this concept? !
In Yuntian Continent, which is famous for refining medicine, the threshold for passing the fusion rate of medicinal pills is higher, which is 40%. The level of most intermediate pharmacists is about 50% - any higher, they can be called "masters". Even some advanced pharmacists have only 60% integration!
Most alchemists can only work on the success rate, and the fusion rate can be said to be quite difficult to improve. The higher the fusion rate, the higher the affinity of the herbs, and the higher the medicinal properties that can be exerted after taking them! A medicinal pill with a fusion degree of 70% is almost twice as much as 40%. The addition and subtraction of this one cannot be described as a multiplier!
The person who can refine this medicine pill is either the top masters of those sects, who will not take action easily, or a young medicine master with amazing talent. If these four medicinal pills are accepted, they will be enough for the auction next month!
Whether it is a monk or an alchemist, they will be happy to buy it, one to eat, the other to study (… ).
Old Qian looked at Lin Zhizhi and his eyes suddenly became hot. His facial muscles trembled uncontrollably, holding the four medicinal pills like a rare treasure, and asked cautiously, "Fellow Daoist Lin, is this medicinal pill really made by your junior brother?"
Lin Zhizhi had quickly deduced the answer from the other party's expression. Either very bad or very good - very bad is obviously quite normal, it is not enough to make the shopkeeper so excited, that is only excellent.
So, is Gu Xian's original sentence "Your talent in Pill Dao is the only thing I have ever seen in my life" is it true? !
The young master of the Lin family was in a trance for more than ten seconds, and then returned to his senses in the eager eyes of Qian Lao, and said "en": "Yes, yes, he is the direct disciple of Master, and his talent is very good."
—Now he has a slight sense of shame about boasting about himself...
Old Qian's admiration definitely came from the bottom of his heart: "Junior Brother Ling must be a peerless genius! If it takes time, he will definitely be famous all over the world. Excuse me, can you tell me about your friends and teachers?"
Lin Zhizhi pretended to be, "No, it was explained by the master before he came out."
The old man sighed in disappointment, quickly looked at the four medicinal pills in front of him, and cheered up again: "I took the liberty. The fusion degree of these four medicinal pills is 70%, which is quite an astonishing figure. The most recent one also merged. One of the Foundation Establishment Pills of Duo was auctioned at a high price of nearly 600 pieces of mid-grade spirit stones at the Luocheng auction. These are the Lingling Pills, so naturally they can't be sold for that kind of price. Well, I Call the shots, give four hundred middle-grade spirit stones, do you think so?"
Judging from the favorability of Qian Laotou [index 40, the attitude is to be a good guest], this price is a real friendship price, which is quite kind. Lin Zhizhi also understood and agreed to the deal.
When sending Lin Zhizhi out, Qian Lao kept trying to get in touch with him, hoping that he would come to Lingyao Pavilion to sell medicinal herbs in the future, just come to him directly.
Lin Zhizhi responded and not only returned with a full reward, but also stepped out of the threshold of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion with the spirit stone that did not decrease but instead increased.
—Lin Zhizhi didn't notice that when he and Qian Lao came out, the man in blue by the window looked back at his back for a moment, and then turned his eyes back to Qian Lao's red-faced old face, thoughtfully. Leaning against the window on the second floor, watching him disappear into the crowd.
It was this detail that made this man think of the beautiful blue-clothed boy first when he saw the four medicinal pills in the roster of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion auction a few months later.