Sure enough, Lu Ping saw some high-grade pills that belonged to the various stages of the blood refining period, including the name of the thick blood pill. Lu Ping was overjoyed, and quickly asked the waiter, saying: "Little brother, how do you sell this thick blood pill?" ?”
The man looked at it and said, "Each Thick Blood Pill has four contribution points, and a bottle of ten pills can give you a discount of thirty-five contribution points."
When Lu Ping heard this, he couldn't help but said: "It's really expensive. Four points of contribution can almost be exchanged for twelve spirit stones. The auxiliary effect of the Thick Blood Pill is only twice that of the Essence Blood Pill. There are only about four spirit stones in Fangshi."
The clerk waved his hands, pretending that I was also helpless, and said: "Immortal Chief, isn't it that rare things are more expensive? They are sold in bottles here, and we have to guard against sects who will be held accountable. They all need spirit stones!"
Lu Ping looked at the guy's half-smile expression, and knew that although the words were a bit true, they might be more watery. Maybe this is a method of making money that the sect tacitly approves of.
But now that people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads and look at the remaining 20 contribution points. Lu Ping thought for a while, took out a jade box from the storage bag, handed it to the buddy, and said, "Look at it How much contribution value can this empty green grass be exchanged for?"
This spiritual herb was harvested by Lu Ping on Xuanqi Island. Lu Ping only knew that this empty green grass was a kind of spiritual herb for refining the hemolytic elixir, but it was not clear what kind of elixir to refine. The jade that Liu Xianchang gave him Jane did not say above.
The clerk opened the jade box and looked at the spirit grass inside and a magic weapon connected to the jade slip on the counter. The magic weapon is a small device for ordinary people to check the contents of the jade slip.
After careful identification, the clerk said, "Sure enough, it is a five-hundred-year-old green grass. This is the essential spiritual grass of Xuanyu Pill, the elixir used for cultivation during the hemolytic period. According to the exchange ratio of the sect, it can contribute 15 points to the immortal leader."
Adding the previous twenty points, it happened to be the price of a bottle of Thick Blood Pill. Lu Ping's heart moved, and he said, "If it's the spirit grass used to refine the Blood Dissolving Pill, how many spirit stones can one plant be exchanged for?"
The buddy's eyes lit up, and he said, "Is there any spiritual herb for refining Hemolytic Pill? That one can be exchanged for thirty-five points of contribution, and the sect is open to purchase, as much as you can get, four or more, and you can buy it every day." Add five more contribution points!"
Seeing the waiter's expectant expression, Lu Ping secretly scolded the profiteer. He was not stupid, shook his head, and said, "Where is such good luck, just ask casually."
The waiter looked disappointed, Lu Ping took out his nameplate, and said, "I can only buy a bottle of Thick Blood Pill first."
The man looked at Lu Ping's regretful expression, chuckled lightly, and said, "Immortal Elder, we can also use spirit stones to buy them here."
Lu Ping was shocked when he heard the words, but he paid too much attention to the pills and forgot to be flexible, so he hurriedly asked, "How to calculate the price of spirit stones?"
Seeing Lu Ping's eagerness to ask, the clerk knew that he might be a big client, so he said, "Take me with you, the elder, and call my pavilion master for the younger one."
After the man entered the stage, he followed a middle-aged monk and walked out after a while.
The guy introduced: "This is my pavilion master, surnamed Xu."
Lu Ping knew from the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power surrounding the other party when he appeared, he knew that this was a monk in the hemolysis period, so he hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and said: "The junior Lu Ping has seen the sect elder."
Pavilion Master Xu smiled slightly, and said directly: "Little brother, do you want to buy Thick Blood Pill?"
Lu Pingdao: "Exactly, how about the price of the fairy elder? If it is suitable, the younger generation will continue to buy here in the future."
Pavilion Master Xu said calmly, "The Thick Blood Pill needs one hundred and ten spirit stones. How much do you plan to buy?"
Because of the limited spiritual stones and lack of cultivation resources for ordinary blood refining monks, it is difficult for even sect disciples to supply the full amount of ordinary pills, let alone relatively advanced pills, and disciples with backgrounds often do not need to be here Purchase, so Pavilion Master Xu only came out to meet the scene because of his duty.
Lu Ping saw that Pavilion Master Xu didn't care about it, but he thought he was a master in the hemolytic period and naturally looked down on his business, but he still said respectfully: "Your junior needs three bottles of thick blood pills every month, because the junior has sectarian missions, every three bottles There is only a rest period of three months, so I want to buy nine bottles of thick blood pills at a time, and trade them once every three months."
Pavilion Master Xu was also surprised when he heard Lu Ping's purchase volume, and then he looked at Lu Ping seriously, and said, "Little brother is really extraordinary, but these pills are limited in quantity after all, and most of the places are reserved, and only two little brothers can be supplied every month." There are six bottles of thick blood pills in three months, if there are too many bottles, even I am powerless."
Lu Ping was also quite regretful when he heard the words, and was about to agree, when he suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "I wonder if there is a muddy blood pill here?"
Pavilion Master Xu was also taken aback for a moment, "Yes, yes," he pondered for a while, and then said: "It's a bit difficult at first, but considering the long-term purchase and quantity of the little brother, I will fight for the little brother, and the monthly supply One bottle, only the Thick Blood Pill can only be reduced by one bottle per month."
Lu Ping was overjoyed when he heard that there was still Hunxue Pill, so he quickly thanked him.
Pavilion Master Xu was also happy when he saw that a big deal had been made, and said: "Except for a bottle of Thick Blood Pill in exchange for contribution value, a bottle of Hunxue Pill is one bottle of 180 spirit stones, three bottles of 540 spirit stones, plus Three bottles of Thick Blood Pill and three hundred and thirty spirit stones, a total of eight hundred and sixty spirit stones, the little brother can give only eight hundred and fifty spirit stones."
After Lu Ping thanked him, the clerk was very nimble and handed over three bottles of Thick Blood Pill and three bottles of Hunxue Pill in a short while.
After paying for the spirit stones, Lu Ping looked at the jade slips and instruments used by the guy at the counter to identify the spirit herbs, and said, "The younger generation may gain something when they go out to practice, but the younger generation is young and has little knowledge, and they don't know many spirit herbs. I don’t know if this little brother’s jade slip can be rubbed by the younger generation, and the younger generation is willing to exchange it with spirit stones.”
Pavilion Master Xu laughed "haha" and said: "The jade slips prepared by our sect for the disciples in the blood refinement stage are indeed a bit crude, but they also have the meaning of inspiring the disciples to explore and seek knowledge, and complete them with their own strength. But they are all trivial things, little brother. It’s just rubbing, but remember to come to this pavilion to exchange the harvested spiritual grass for contribution value, this pavilion will definitely give the little brother a fair price.”
Lu Ping repeatedly said "definitely", and then left the Pill Selling Pavilion.
Looking at Lu Ping who was walking away, the little boy said in a low voice: "Grandpa Six, we are short of a large part of the medicine supply, and it will be difficult to make up for it in the short term. What should the monks who made the reservation ask?"
Pavilion Master Xu heard the words, and said indifferently: "They dare! A group of casual cultivators, who spend only a few dozen pieces of Lingshi every month, are so distressed that they die after buying three or five pieces of spirit stones. Comfortable."
The buddy thought of those high-ranking monks who spent a long time chatting with him, a mortal, for a few spirit stones, and often still begged with soft words, so he couldn't help but shudder.
Pavilion Master Xu took out a list, pointed to a few names casually, and said to the staff: "The next time these people come, tell them that the alchemist's alchemy furnace of the sect has exploded, and the supply of elixir has been suspended recently. If you don't accept it, just blast out the door!"