After catching up with Li Laosan and taking revenge for being teased by the other party in his previous life without the other party's knowledge, Yang Junshan felt very relaxed and happy.
However, after wandering around the grass market stalls, he found nothing that caught his eye. It was not that there was nothing worth buying for him to plan for the future, but it was because of the stone on Yang Junshan's body at this time. There are not many coins left.
The petty stone coins he had saved over the years, the jade coin awarded to him by Yang Tiangang, and the more than a hundred stone coins collected from Zhang Huzi and others, totaled only a little more than three hundred. A little more than half of it was used, and now Yang Junshan only had one hundred, thirty or forty stone coins left on him. He had to make careful calculations to buy some urgently needed things on Baique Mountain.
Buy two pots of sixty iron feather arrows in a blacksmith shop in the town. The arrows are made entirely of black iron, and the arrowheads are made of fine steel. Together with a strong bow, they are the upper-level ferocious beasts. The skin can also be shot through at an appropriate distance.
In his previous life, Yang Junshan also bought Iron Feather Arrows here, but because he was blackmailed by Li Laosan before and he didn't have the same amount of stone coins as he does now, he ended up just buying a pot of thirty arrows and shot them all shortly after entering Baque Mountain. .
Now Yang Junshan has not only bought an extra pot, but his shooting skills have improved greatly compared to his previous life, and his hunting experience has become richer. Naturally, he will not fall into the same predicament as in his previous life.
These sixty iron feather arrows cost Yang Junshan one hundred stone coins. This was because the blacksmith saw a child coming to buy something. When asking the adults of his family, Yang Junshan deliberately revealed the name of his father Yang Tianggang. In this wasteland town, Yang Junshan's father's name is quite a deterrent.
With these sixty iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan's trip to Baique Mountain would be a little more secure, but as a result, the one-stone mulberry wood bow that Yang Tian just gave him seemed a little soft.
In fact, after practicing the Mangniu Boxing this morning, Yang Junshan already felt that his strength had greatly increased. Later, when he practiced archery with a mulberry bow, this feeling became more obvious. He shot a pot of feather arrows in one go. , there was almost no pause in between.
A good bow is worth a lot of money, even more expensive than a hundred-refined weapon. However, Yang Junshan doesn't have many stone coins anymore. Let alone a good bow, he can't even afford a mulberry bow. .
However, Yang Junshan knew that his father Yang Tiangang should have a good bow in his hand. It is said that it was used by Yang Tiangang when he was young. I wonder if he can draw it.
After buying two pots of iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan only had about thirty stone coins left on him. He unconsciously reached out and touched the red rusty rough stone on his chest. Unfortunately, this treasure was useless now.
I almost spent all the pocket money I had saved over the years in one day. I was thinking about what else I could buy with these more than thirty stone coins, and then I saw the Lingcao shop next to Caoshi Street.
Such shops usually also sell some medicinal patches, which are used to heal injuries and diseases, but most of them are made from low-level spiritual herbs combined with ordinary herbs. They have some effects on monks at the early stage of the mortal realm, but for mortals At a high level, the monks have established their immortal roots to be able to perform immortal arts. If there are injuries again, these medicine patches cannot treat them. At that time, what the monks need is elixirs.
But right now, for monks like Yang Junshan who have not yet completed the first level of the mortal realm, the medicinal patch used to treat bruises and injuries made from a mixture of spiritual grass and ordinary herbs in this spiritual herb shop is not enough. enough.
Thirty-five stone coins. Again, considering that he was a child and the little beast of burden outside the shop, the shopkeeper of Lingcao Shop gave him four trauma patches worth ten stone coins each.
Putting the medicine patch in the package on the back of the little beast of burden, Yang Junshan patted the shriveled money bag on his chest. Finally, there was no stone coin left on his body.
Looking at the sky, it seemed that his father would not come out of the town government office yet. Yang Junshan wandered around the grass market in a bored manner, casually looking at the items on the market stalls on both sides, while looking towards the town government office. Walk towards the direction.
The location of the town government office is naturally the center of Huangtu Town. This is usually a gathering place for masters of the martial arts realm of Huangtu Town. Therefore, whenever there is a grass market, there are very few people setting up stalls near the government office. Those wandering merchants and cultivators would not dare to taint the discernment of martial arts masters with their inferior goods.
However, those who really dare to set up shop near the public office are naturally merchants and casual cultivators who are quite confident in their own products. Therefore, the real lively place of the grass market is not near the public office, but the best things in the grass market are Definitely in the public office.
At this time, Yang Junshan was squatting in front of a stall with two exquisite wooden boxes, looking at the elixirs in the wooden boxes and salivating. Not only Yang Junshan, but also other people passing by this stall. The shopkeepers would often stop and look at the elixirs in the wooden boxes on the stalls.
This stall belongs to a cold and arrogant monk in black. Ever since Yang Junshan squatted here, this stern-looking monk has been sitting there with his eyes slightly closed and motionless. It is obvious that this cold and arrogant monk is very concerned about his things. Be confident and ignore inquiries from people trying to bargain.
However, in Yang Junshan's view, the elixirs sold by this cold monk can only be regarded as medicinal elixirs at best and cannot be called spiritual elixirs. The people who make these elixirs are only at the level of alchemists at best, and are not as good as real alchemists. It's still a step lower than that.
Originally, Yang Junshan thought that the cold monk in front of him should give people the impression that he was the refiner of these elixirs. However, after seeing the elixirs contained in the wooden box, Yang Junshan gave up his previous thoughts. The owner selling elixirs in front of him obviously wanted people to mistake him for the alchemy master and deliberately put on an indifferent expression to boost his worth.
Although these elixirs are only at the level of medicinal elixirs, which are made by boiling the spiritual herbs with a secret method and kneading the medicinal paste with a secret method, they are obviously much smarter than the medicinal patches made by mixing spiritual herbs with ordinary herbs. Several of these elixirs are just right for monks like Yang Junshan who have just entered the mortal realm.
The box of elixirs that Yang Junshan is paying attention to now is the spirit-inducing elixir that is suitable for monks who have just started practicing. This elixir is very helpful to Yang Junshan's cultivation.
Is it just the price?…
The price listed by Brother Leng Ao on this box of Spirit Summoning Pills was actually five jade coins!
Five jade coins, Yang Junshan felt his teeth hurt when he saw the price. This was just an ordinary medicine pill. A box of summoning pills was only worth three jade coins at most. However, in this remote town, there were usually many I am afraid that the spiritual cultivator may not even see a few pills, but this Leng Ao monk has also made it clear that he has nothing to fear.