Feng Feiyun was not ambiguous, he took out eighteen sacks and piled them in the center of the hall.
The silver hook valve owner and Long Chuanfeng were both stunned. Could it be that the eighteen sacks are filled with spirit grass
Feng Feiyun opened one of the sacks, and a shroud of spirit suddenly erupted inside. The medicinal aura shot into the sky and was dazzling. More than 5,000 spirit pills rolled out, and the first-grade spirit pills and the second-grade spirit pills were mixed together. , and even a rare third-grade elixir.
So confusing!
Various grades of elixir are mixed together.
Spirit pills are very rare things, even a rank one spirit pill can attract the cultivation base of the god base realm to snatch, and a spirit pill is equivalent to an extra life.
The second-grade elixir can make the monks in the destiny realm interested.
The third-grade elixir is very rare, and the giants will buy it.
Grade 4 spirit pills are already considered rare treasures, and a great sect may not have a few.
Generally speaking, a Grade 1 Spirit Pill is worth as much as a Spirit Stone.
Grade 2 spirit pills are comparable to ten spirit stones.
Grade 3 spirit pills are comparable to a hundred spirit stones.
Of course, according to the purity and function of the elixir, the price of some elixir will be several times higher than the basic price.
"A sack of elixir!" The silver hook valve owner added his lips and looked at the elixir that was scattered all over the ground, like a beating of spirit beads, he was quickly estimating the value of these more than 5,000 elixir .
"It's really a prodigal. There are thousands of pills in sacks. Tsk tsk!" Long Chuanfeng has seen many strange things in his life, but he has never seen anyone carrying a sack of pills to talk about business.
Feng Feiyun's heart was also sweating wildly. This was all a bizarre thing done by Bi Ningshuai. These three hands looted all the medicinal pills that had been refined in the Grand Master's mansion for hundreds of years. handed it over to him.
Feng Feiyun rarely took these pills, so these pills were kept in the world spirit stone.
These low-grade medicinal pills Feng Feiyun no longer need to be used.
The Silver Hook valve owner quickly calculated the value of the sack's elixir and said, "The first-grade elixir, four thousand six hundred and forty-three; the second-grade elixir, seven hundred and thirty-two; the third-grade elixir, Forty-three. Roughly estimated value, about 16,000 spirit stones."
"There are only 16,000 spirit stones." Feng Feiyun seemed very dissatisfied.
The silver hook valve owner smiled and said: "This is already a huge amount of wealth. Many large families have accumulated thousands of years, but they may not have 10,000 spirit stones. In fact, the spirit pills in this sack of yours are very pure, and they must have come from alchemy. With everyone’s hands, you can raise 2,000 spirit stones for you, which will be counted as 18,000 spirit stones.”
"Okay! That's 18,000 spirit stones. There are still seventeen sacks of spirit pills, so we can count them all." Feng Feiyun pointed to the pile of sacks in the hall.
The face of the silver hook valve owner suddenly turned green, and there are seventeen sacks of elixir
When did the elixir become so bad
This is not to sell spiritual pills, it is simply to sell broad beans!
Long Chuanfeng was very happy, because what was lacking most now was the elixir. After ordinary soldiers of the Shenwu Army were injured, they could just take ordinary elixir, but the monks with high cultivation needed elixir to heal their wounds and restore their vitality quickly.
This is definitely an unexpected gain. If Emperor Jin sees so many spiritual pills, he will be delighted.
In the end, these 18 sacks of spirit pills were sold for 320,000 spirit stones. This was definitely a huge deal, and only the Silver Hook Valve was able to make this deal.
"Bring out any other good things!" Long Chuanfeng felt very at ease, and to have a disciple like Feng Feiyun, he, as a master, also felt a sense of euphoria.
Then, under the stunned expressions of Long Chuanfeng and the Silver Hook valve owner, Feng Feiyun took out bundles of spiritual medicine, and piled them into a big mountain in the hall. That medicinal aura permeated the hall, and just taking a sip would feel that the cultivation base was rising.
This is the elixir that Feng Feiyun and Nalan Xuejian picked from the ancient temples in the kingdom of heaven. In their spare time, they visited six ancient temples, and gave the mature elixir to many people. Picking, and those immature elixir still remain in the medicine field, if all the elixir in the six ancient temples are picked, the number is definitely more than ten times that in the current hall.
This was something Feng Feiyun had planned in the kingdom of heaven.
One thousand years of elixir, two thousand years of elixir, three thousand years of elixir... and even a small amount of eight or nine thousand years of elixir.
They are all taken out in bundles, and each bundle of spiritual medicine is tied together with the grass leaves of the spiritual grass, a bundle of a hundred plants.
"This is 5,000-year-old purple ginseng. There are five bundles of 100 stalks each!"
"This is the Moon White Spirit Flower of 8,000 years old. There is only one bundle, one hundred stalks."
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Feng Feiyun was a "broad bean seller" just now, but in a blink of an eye, he became a "Chinese cabbage seller".
Even Dongfang Hanlin, the owner of the Silver Hook Valve, who had seen strong winds and waves, opened his mouth wide and his chin was about to fall to the ground. When did the elixir become so bad that he bought it in bundles
He didn't know that, if Feng Feiyun didn't think it was interesting to tie the elixir with Nalan, he would just throw all the elixir in a pile and buy it with a big scale.
Feng Feiyun counted them, there were 400 bundles in total, and there were 40,000 spirit medicines in total, and most of the spirit medicines were high-grade spirit medicines, which were scarce and priceless.
For example, in the 9,000-year-old fire dragon fire, as long as one fire dragon fire is boiled into a spirit medicine soup, the medicinal effect of a drop of the spirit medicine soup is comparable to a first-grade spirit pill.
Each 9,000-year-old dragon fire is worth more than 10,000 spirit stones.
And Feng Feiyun directly took out a bundle, and threw it on the ground like a bundle of Chinese cabbage. There were a total of 100 trees, and the value was definitely more than one million spirit stones.
Long Chuanfeng's eyes were green, and he rushed forward regardless of his image, and hugged the bundle of nine thousand year old fire dragon fire tightly in his arms, for fear of being robbed.
Just kidding, the elixir of the 9,000-year-old Shenjin Dynasty is almost invisible, but there is a bundle here, and anyone will go crazy.
The value of these spirit medicines that Feng Feiyun took out could not be estimated by spirit stones at all, it was simply priceless, even if only one tenth was taken out, it could exceed the value of 1.5 million spirit stones.
Feng Feiyun naturally understands the value of these elixir. At first, he never thought about taking out all these elixir. The reason why he took out all these elixir now is because he wants to repay. Long Chuanfeng's kindness to himself.
The so-called grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by springs!
Grace is grace, hatred is hatred.
In the end, Feng Feiyun got 2 million spirit stones from the Silver Hook Valve, which exceeded Feng Feiyun's initial estimate. The wealth of the Silver Hook Valve was truly staggering.
Long Chuanfeng's eyes were a little red with excitement, and he naturally knew the reason why Feng Feiyun did this. With this huge sum of elixir, it was enough to raise the strength of the Shenjin Dynasty to a higher level.
"Master, I don't know what the conflict between you and the empress can't be solved, but I still thank you for the Shenjin Dynasty here," Longchuanfeng said.
Feng Feiyun was very free and easy. He got two million spirit stones. He felt that the whole person was much more relaxed. Finally, he had an explanation for the female devil. He said goodbye to Long Chuanfeng and the Silver Hook lord, and then went straight. After walking out of the hall, before going down the steps, he heard someone scolding him.
"Feng Feiyun, big bastard! Feng Feiyun, big duck egg! Feng Feiyun, little egg!"
A black line appeared on Feng Feiyun's forehead, and a golden light flew out from the tip of his finger, like a sharp sword piercing into the woods, and a scream came from the woods, "kill the bird, help! Kill the bird! , there is no royal law!"
A bird covered in flames flew up from the forest. It was only the size of a fist. It had the body and feathers of a phoenix, but its head looked like that of a parrot. Flying very fast with wings.
Feng Feiyun recognized the bird that scolded him. It was the one from the painting on the wall of the ancestral house of the Silver Hooks. When he first saw it, it was staying at the Goddess of Jinhe. Inside the oil lamp of the temple, because it was burning all over, Feng Feiyun thought it was the wick.
After the bird came out of the picture scroll world with Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue, it has been following Dongfang Jingyue, and its name seems to be "Cloud Pigeon".
Yun Ge's mouth is very cheap, and while flying, he shouts: "Feng Feiyun, big bastard! Feng Feiyun, big duck egg! Feng Feiyun, little egg!"
"Yunge! Who taught you these words?" Feng Feiyun asked with interest as he stood on the steps holding his hands.
"Yun Ge! Who taught you this?" Yun Ge learned Feng Feiyun's voice and tone.
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that I have to teach you a little lesson!"
"It seems that I have to teach you a little lesson!" Yun Ge stood on her fingers, holding a bunch of wings, and she was as miraculous as the wind and flying clouds.
"Shh!"
Feng Feiyun's body moved and disappeared in place, but he didn't capture Yunge. It was very alert and flew very fast.
Feng Feiyun laughed hey hey, unfolded the reincarnation speed, and caught up faster.
"Ah! Kill the bird, help! The bird is killed, and the bird is killed! Feng Feiyun is going to kill the bird!" The cloud pigeon called as it flew, with a voice like killing a pig.
Feng Feiyun finally caught up with Yun Ge, but at the same time he saw a person, a woman in white holding a red jade pipa. She was sitting quietly under an ancient osmanthus tree, with petals fluttering around her, and some of them fell. Some of the ends of her hair fell to the ground.
White and red pipa!
She stretched out a slender arm, her fingers were like green onions, and the cloud pigeon flew down to her fingertips, talking in a low voice, her eyes staring at Feng Feiyun from time to time, obviously It's talking bad things about Feng Feiyun.
Dongfang Jingyue wears a white veil, and her star eyes are as clear as water, as beautiful as shooting stars. Even the slight blink of her eyelashes cannot describe that kind of beauty in words.
Feng Feiyun stood in the distance, staring at the woman under the osmanthus tree, his eyes were a little blurry.
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