The female cultivator heard the comments of the monks, and said impatiently: "The little girl has already said that she is willing to exchange this thing for twenty 3000-year-old spiritual herbs."
A monk next to the female cultivator said: "Fairy Sun is joking, twenty three-year-old spiritual herbs are enough for half a furnace to refine pure Dharma-phase elixir. Most of the elixirs are made of three-thousand-year-old spirit grass as a primer, and then a large amount of thousand-year-old spirit grass is refined into a half-step method of elixir. Sun Xianzi opened his mouth and found twenty three-thousand-year spirit grass, but this small bowl of spirit water It's not enough!"
Fairy Sun's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Oh, so how many spirit grasses does Gao Zhenren think can be produced?"
Gao Zhenren was overjoyed when he heard the words, and knew that there was room for negotiation, so he tried to say: "I have four 3,000-year-old spiritual grasses here..."
Fairy Sun's face changed when he heard the words, Master Gao saw it, and hurriedly said: "Of course, there are still dozens of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs here to supplement."
Lu Ping couldn't help curling his lips when he heard the words. How can a three-thousand-year spirit grass be compared with a thousand-year spirit grass? The value of a three-thousand-year spirit grass may not be willing to exchange for dozens of thousand-year spirit herbs. Lingcao, Shengsheng lowered Sun Zhenren's asking price by more than half.
Sure enough, before Fairy Sun got angry, a real person on the other side had already laughed and said: "This real person Gao is making a big joke. It depends on whether he is happy if you exchange dozens of thousand-year-old spirit grass for a three-year-old spirit grass." Although I am not talented, I am willing to exchange eight 3,000-year-old spirit grasses and a hundred thousand-year-old spirit herbs in exchange for Sun Fairy's spirit water."
When Zhenren Gao heard this, his face immediately became ashamed and angry, but he couldn't blame others for it, only blamed himself for suppressing the price too hard and being underestimated by others.
At this time, Jin Zhenren, the head of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, also interjected: "Hehe, I didn't expect this bowl of spiritual water from Sun Xianzi to be so popular. In exchange for the spirit grass, one hundred and fifty thousand-year-old spirit grass will be produced."
Master Jin opened his mouth, and the faces of everyone present changed again. The monks didn't know if this was the meaning of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect. The real man was about to speak just now, but someone said: "Twelve 3,000-year-old spiritual grasses are planted here!"
The real man was stunned, and looked back, only to see a young monk at the first level of forged alchemy suddenly spoke.
The real person was displeased, secretly thinking that if a small repairman in the early stage of forging alchemy could come to see it, others would naturally not say anything, if he intervened in the transaction, it would be unreasonable.
He was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but when he saw the real Liang Xuanfeng with his eyes closed next to the young monk, he remembered that this was a master of the ninth level of forging alchemy, and immediately swallowed back the anger he had just vented.
The real person didn't speak, but it doesn't mean that others will be polite to Lu Ping.
Gao Zhenren, who had just been humiliated, saw that it was only an early alchemy quotation, and immediately mocked: "Whose child didn't watch over this, how can you talk here? Twelve 3,000-year-old spirit grasses, What a breath!"
Reverend Liang Xuanfeng closed his eyes and looked at Reverend Gao, and when Reverend Liang Xuanfeng opened his eyes, Reverend Huang Tingjian from the Heaven Cracking Sword Sect who was sitting at the top also opened his eyes and looked at Reverend Liang Xuanfeng. But then he looked at Lu Ping who was at the side.
"Your Excellency, are you talking about me?"
Reverend Liang Xuanfeng looked at Reverend Gao and asked softly, his indifferent face could not be seen clearly to appease his anger, but his voice was clearly heard by everyone, making the entire attic extremely silent.
When Reverend Liang Xuanfeng shot his gaze at him, Master Gao felt his whole heart skip a beat. Immediately after Reverend Liang Xuanfeng's voice came, it was as if a gust of wind swept over him. There was a sudden "buzz" in Gao Ren's head, and then a spirit Nian Zhan came, as if a sharp blade cut off the breeze completely.
Reverend Liang Xuanfeng raised his head and glanced at Reverend Huang Tingjian who was in his hands, and did not speak again.
Master Gao's face changed drastically, he looked at Master Liang Xuanfeng with a look of dread, and then he looked at the three masters of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, intending to bring disaster to the east, and said, "Real Master Jin, is it possible that forging is also allowed in this trade fair?" Xiaoxiu in Dan's early stage participated? How can I not know?"
Sun Xianzi secretly scolded Daoist Gao for being troublesome, Lu Ping asked for a price, and even the monks of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect didn't stop him. Obviously, even the Sky Splitting Sword Sect would give the face of the ninth-level forging alchemy master next to Lu Ping. This surname Gao is messing up, wouldn't his own spiritual water not be able to exchange for the ideal thing
Sun Xianzi was not the only one who secretly scolded Master Gao for his troubles. Jin Zhenren frowned again and again, but he still wanted to uphold the rules of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, so he said: "This trade fair indeed only invites those who are in the middle stage of forging alchemy. Fellow Daoists above, but..."
Jin Zhenren said "but" in a long voice, as if he was looking for some reason, so that he could not only deal with this surnamed Gao, but also not offend this Liang Zhenren in front of him. To the point of making enemies everywhere.
"But this little friend Lu is not an ordinary forging alchemy early-stage cultivator."
The person who spoke was Huang Tingjian, who was above him. This real person didn't plan to attend the trade fair, but he came out only because Jin Zhenren reported to him that one of the monks invited was an expert at the ninth level of forging alchemy. As the host, the cultivator of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect cannot show weakness in front of outsiders.
Reverend Huang Tingjian opened his mouth, but Reverend Jin on the side let out a long sigh of relief, and Reverend Sun on the side answered, "Oh, Reverend Huang recognizes this little friend? I want to ask this little friend what's the difference. ?”
At this time, Master Huang Tingjian asked a little solemnly: "Dare to ask me, is the alchemist Lu Jiu who won the fourth place in the Beimeng alchemy club?"
As soon as Master Huang Tingjian's words came out, all the monks were stunned. Most of the monks present were the backbone of one of the forces. Naturally, we should pay attention, and by the way, these real people have also heard about the outstanding alchemists in the alchemy society. After all, these alchemists may all be future alchemy masters, or even alchemy masters.
Lu Ping did not dare to neglect this real person Huang Tingjian. This real person gave Lu Ping a feeling that he was not inferior to real person Liang Xuanfeng, so he respectfully said: "The junior is exactly Lu Jiu!"
Seeing that Lu Ping was polite, Master Huang Tingjian nodded and said: "Little friend Lu is already a master of alchemy, after all, nephew Wei successfully refined the alchemy pill after he formed the golden alchemy. The nephews are all very respectful."
This Martial Nephew Wei was the alchemist of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect who participated in the alchemy meeting with Master Ji Yakong that day. Lu Ping replied: "Brother Wei praised you absurdly, but this junior was lucky enough to refine Jinyuan Pill."
Both Zhu Xuanmeng and Chu Ting curled their lips in secret. Lu Ping even refined one of the top pills like Zhong Ding Dan mixed with 3000-year-old spiritual herbs.
However, after hearing Lu Ping's words, the expressions of the other monks in the quiet room changed again. This is a newly promoted master of alchemy, and he is so young, a typical example of a bright future!
Sun Xianzi immediately said: "Since Xiaoyou Lu is already a master of alchemy, it is natural to participate in this fair!"
Everyone also echoed, saying: "If even alchemy masters can't participate, there is no reason."
Only Gao Zhenren's face was crimson red, trembling with anger, unable to attack, wanted to get up and leave, but he was afraid of the face of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his eyes were full of resentment, he looked at Lu Ping, and then looked aside The Sun Fairy.
At this time, Jin Zhenren took out a jade box from the magic weapon of space, and said: "Although Master Lu paid a high price, this jade liquid and clear water will be of great use to me, so maybe I will have to pay some money. It is twelve 3,000-year-old spiritual grasses, plus the previous 150,000-year-old spiritual grasses."
"Fourteen 3,000-year-old spirit grasses will come out!" It was the monk who had mocked Master Gao earlier who spoke.
Lu Ping is also weighing, this jade liquid and clear water Lu Ping really doesn't want to miss it. Although he has a lot of three thousand years of spiritual grass in his hand, he can't let others earn it so easily. Besides, this bowl of spiritual water is no better than the previous spiritual grass Mingqing water is enough for two people to cleanse their eyes, this bowl of water is only enough for Lu Ping alone.
"Fifteen, let's produce fifteen three-thousand-year-old spirit grass!"
Lu Ping said with a painful expression on his face.
Even Chu Ting and Zhu Xuanmeng, who were quite scheming, secretly praised Lu Ping for being cunning when they saw Lu Ping like this. They knew that there were more than thirty spiritual herbs for three thousand years given to him by Master Liang Xuanfeng alone.
Jin Zhenren laughed "haha" and said: "So, I give up this bowl of clear water, Lao Jin. If there are more spiritual herbs, this bowl of spiritual water will not be worth the gain."
The real person who made the quotation on the other side also said: "I will also give up, the spiritual grass on my body is not comparable to Master Lu."
Lu Ping knew his title as an alchemy master, which made the two of them give themselves some face. After all, this is a wave of heaven and earth spirits, which are hard to come by. If you really want to be serious, even twenty three-thousand-year-old spirit grasses have to be carefully considered. Fan, immediately said: "Thank you two seniors for wanting to let me know, the younger generation will not be polite."
Then he turned around and said, "I don't know Fairy Sun, how can fifteen stalks of spiritual grass be exchanged for this bowl of spiritual water?"
Sure enough, Fairy Sun also laughed and said: "Although fifteen plants are not enough, they are barely enough. Let's exchange this bowl of spiritual water with my little brother!"
Lu Ping thanked him, and handed a chalcedony box to Fairy Sun. Fairy Sun opened it and nodded in satisfaction. Lu Ping carefully put a bowl of spiritual water in the storage ring, and heaved a sigh of relief.
The trade fair continued, but this time Lu Ping was also qualified to participate. However, the next series of transactions were not as eye-catching to Lu Ping, but Zhu Xuanmeng used a top-level magic weapon like a musical instrument. In the hands of a monk, a Jade Slip of Inheritance that records a method of sound killing was exchanged.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty cultivators had revealed their trade items, and it was the turn of Master Liang Xuanfeng to reveal their treasures!
All the monks in the quiet room naturally looked at one of the only two nine-layer alchemy masters in the quiet room. Lu Ping and the other three were also curious about what treasure Liang Xuanfeng would bring out. Master Huang Tingjian of the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect, a master of the Dan Ninth Layer, also looked at Master Liang Xuanfeng with interest.