Five thousand pieces, even Yang Chen couldn't help but startled. For such a large amount, even if Yang Chen made it himself, it would take several years. Taitianmen really made a lot of money this time, they are not afraid of being knocked off by themselves
I didn't expect that Taitianmen would have such great courage. In Yang Chen's opinion, they would only have enough medicinal pills to cure Li Liheng, but he didn't expect to be so generous.
This is even better. On the one hand, it will save him from having to come to the door to accumulate hatred every once in a while. On the other hand, Yang Chen doesn't want to spend too much effort on the Concentration Pill. It's best to fix it once.
"What else would I like?" Yang Chen didn't ask for a price directly, but instead asked a question.
Mao Qi rolled his eyes and showed an expression of "I know" on his face. The elders of the foreign affairs hall of the dignified Taitianmen seemed to show such a helpless expression only when they were in front of Yang Chen. Everything that happened here is spread outside, and I don't know how many people will drop their jaws.
"In ten thousand years, there are several alchemy masters in Taitianmen, are they enough?" Mao Qi said while observing Yang Chen's reaction.
Mao Qi and other senior officials of Taitianmen have carefully studied Yang Chen, and found that in addition to fire, he only wants medicinal materials, and rarely other things. Even if you want it, it is for others, not for yourself. Having said that, Yang Chen likes to study the way of alchemy, so he can only do what he wants.
"Within 10,000 years?" Yang Chen closed his eyes and began to ponder. The experience of these alchemy masters is indeed coveted. Even if Taitianmen is not a special alchemy sect, the notes of masters accumulated over ten thousand years are very rare and good things for him.
"One thousand!" After pondering for a while, Yang Chen finally gave a number. These experience notes. It can be exchanged for a thousand Concentration Pills.
Hearing the numbers from Yang Chen's newspaper, Mao Qidun was sure in his heart, as expected. Yang Chen likes Dan Dao. Explore the mysteries of alchemy, and give him those things before. Really blind. If I had known earlier, I could use these alchemy notes, which can be copied with jade slips, to exchange, and how many tier seven fire seeds and more than 100,000 years of elixir could be saved.
"In addition to the two alchemy scriptures handed down from the spiritual world." Mao Qi and Yang Chen, like two profiteers, began to increase their stakes little by little.
"Who are you fooling?" Yang Chen looked contemptuous, and suddenly changed his face, as if looking at an old liar: "It was passed down from the spiritual world? Why don't you say it was passed down from the fairy world? Maybe it can be changed. More!"
As soon as Yang Chen's contrived expression appeared, Mao Qi felt a balance in his heart. Small sects are small sects, and the means and consumption of some big sects are simply unimaginable. In Yang Chen's eyes, the things passed down from the spirit world and the fairy world are impossible. But in the eyes of Taitianmen, it is no longer so mysterious.
"Young man, sometimes what you don't understand doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Mao Qi's heart was as comfortable as drinking a large glass of ice water in summer, he slowly took a sip from the teacup, and finally With a little sect pride.
It was rare for him to have the opportunity to give such guidance as a senior in front of Yang Chen, and Mao Qi was simply delighted in his face and delighted in his heart. What about the fifth-grade alchemist? Not from a small family. Don't even know the means of some major sects
"It's not impossible for things to be passed down from the spiritual world to the fairy world." Mao Qi said slowly, and once again glanced at Yang Chen's slightly surprised expression, his heart filled with uncontrollable happiness. This is simply the most comfortable time I have met with Yang Chen so many times. Let Mao Qidu have some fun in it.
What if this was the case every time we met? How could Mao Qi be so depressed that he vowed to never see Yang Chen again? For a rare enjoyment, Mao Qi absolutely had to put on the air and teach Yang Chen a good lesson.
"It's not a big deal, it's just the price that a few masters have to pay for thousands of years of cultivation." Mao Qi tried to use the most understated expression and tone to say this, while not forgetting to appreciate Yang Chen's listening. The incredible expression that came out later.
"The price of thousands of years of practice?" Yang Chen's performance at this moment seemed to be the first time he heard such an outrageous thing. What he had always thought was correct, fell apart in front of his eyes, as if the whole world had collapsed. Silly asked: "Is there really something passed down?"
This kind of behavior is really normal. The common sense that I have heard since I was a child is so subversively destroyed that no one can suddenly accept it. Moreover, for a small sect, it is simply unimaginable for the spiritual world to pay such a price to pass down things.
Yang Chen didn't seem to suspect that Mao Qi would lie to him. Of course, at this moment, when Mao Qi asked Yang Chen to lie to Yang Chen, it would be no less than digging a hole for himself. In this case, it means that what Mao Qi said is true, and there is such a thing.
"Of course!" Mao Qi's sense of superiority of the big sect at the moment was simply uncontrollable, and he seemed to be thinking about whether he could take the opportunity to recruit Yang Chen. However, he also understands the priorities of things, and he will do the things at the moment first, and then talk about the extras.
"Two elixir of the spirit world." After the initial surprise, Yang Chen began to ponder it again. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "The two elixir of the spiritual world are exchanged for fifteen hundred!"
To be honest, Yang Chen’s highest level in his previous life was only a sixth-grade alchemist. There were many talented senior alchemists who even reached this level in the spiritual world. Using the pill scriptures of the high-level alchemists of Taitianmen to exchange so many concentrating pills, Yang Chen will definitely make a profit.
"What if there is an elixir passed down from the Immortal Realm?" Mao Qi's head was almost raised to the sky, and his voice was like smashing a few words from the sky. You can use such an attitude in front of Yang Chen, Mao Qi didn't even dare to think about it before he came.
Knowing that Yang Chen likes such things, he should have traded them a few times before. Save the good stuff and still enjoy the bossy feeling. However, it's not too late to know now, and I'll know how to deal with Yang Chen in the future.
Hearing the elixir passed down from the Immortal Realm, Yang Chen's breathing has become much heavier, and his eyes are a little red, like a small bellows.
"How about the remaining 2,500?" This time, it was Yang Chen's turn to ask carefully, waiting for Mao Qi to agree.
Mao Qi almost burst into tears with excitement, heaven, earth, it's finally time for Yang Chen to wait for his own decision. Yang Chen, Yang Chen, do you have today too? (To be continued)