Chapter 33 The Alchemy Furnace of the Alchemy Patriarch

Author: Huaique

Chapter 33 The Alchemy Furnace of the Alchemy Patriarch

One hundred spirit stones! Qu Huizi’s jaw dropped and she stammered, “Are they all for me?”

Lin Yiming laughed so cutely at this appearance that he took out a hundred spirit stones on the spot, "Take out ten spirit stones to pay for living in the sect's garrison, and the remaining ninety are yours.

"

Living here for a few days actually costs ten spirit stones. Qu Huizi felt her heart bleed. If she had known she would rather sleep on the street!

Half an hour later.

Qu Huizi's smile was as bright as the rising sun in the morning. She took two steps and touched her pocket, then continued to laugh cheerfully.

"It's just a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Why are you smiling like this?" Lan Ran was curious. He also saw the Seven-Hearted Ice Lotus Fruit that Qu Huizi ate today. One fruit can hold up to a mountain of low-grade spiritual stones.

How could she be so successful now for ten low-grade spiritual stones?

"Aizen, you don't know that our sect is very poor and may not be able to afford food. Of course, we must cherish the spirit stones."

Aizen thought of Old Man Qi's warning. Since he was a sword master and wanted to join the world and play family, how could he dare to expose it?

"Then what are you going to do with the spirit stone?"

"It will be useful for a while, but there are more important things now."

Qu Huizi first found a place to send things, and asked someone to send back fifty spirit stones to the weak and sick people left behind in the sect, so that they would not continue to starve. She also asked someone to send a very heroic word, "In the future,

I've covered all your expenses."

Senior sister and second senior brother must be very happy to hear this and feel proud of her!

It's just that the errand fee is a bit expensive, but it actually costs one spiritual stone. I think back then, the whole sect couldn't get even one spiritual stone. It's really different from the past.

After sending the money, Qu Huizi arrived at today's destination, the monks' market.

There are all kinds of strange things sold in the cultivation market. Some of them are clearly marked with common prices, and some are obtained by some monks in the secret realm or through experience. The monks who sell the things can't tell the specific functions of the things themselves. Everything depends on the price.

A pair of wise eyes of a monk.

Qu Huizi worked very hard and walked around in front of one stall after another. She did not feel the feeling of destiny calling in the novel, and finally picked up a container that looked the most quaint.

It has a wide open belly and ears on both sides. Most importantly, it looks very inconspicuous among all kinds of shining treasures.

Based on her previous experience of reading fantasy novels, the most inconspicuous thing in the cultivation market should be some kind of peerless artifact. It also said that there might not necessarily be an old man living there.

"My friend, this container looks very ordinary. I don't know how to sell it."

Qu Huizi tried her best to appear as disgusted as possible to prevent the stall owner from taking the opportunity to raise the price.

The stall owner saw a little girl holding a basin and asked seriously, and was amused by the scene, "Ten if you want."

"Oh, ten spiritual stones, can they be cheaper?" Qu Huizi worked hard to lower the price in line with the principle of never losing money.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, "I'm talking about ten cents. This is the mud I gave my son to use as a urinal the day before yesterday. If you really like it, you can take it away for a craft fee."

10. Wen. Money, this time it was Qu Huizi who was stunned. Seeing another woman coming, she cursed, "My son's urinal was nowhere to be found. It turned out that you had brought it over." Then she took the urine.

The pot is gone.

The stall owner smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I can't sell it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Qu Huizi shook her head quickly. She was already so old, and she didn't plan to buy a urinal back home.

After a bad start, Qu Huizi was very depressed. It seemed that she really didn't have the luck of the heroine, and she didn't have the golden eyes of a treasure-hunting mouse with golden fingers, which could see through the essence of the treasure. If the store hadn't been sincere just now, she would have been cheated in vain now.

Ten spiritual stones, those were ten spiritual stones. If it had been enough for her entire sect to live comfortably for several years, she was really degenerate.

I was aimlessly walking around the market, thinking that everything I saw might be a scam, until I saw a stall, my eyes suddenly brightened.

There was a hairpin on the stall. The head of the hairpin was carved into the shape of an alchemy furnace. It was very small and delicate. It reminded her of senior sister Yin Yu's hairpin.

The sect is poor, and the eldest sister has no jewelry to dress up with. She always wears a dusty copper hairpin, and the head of the hairpin also looks like an alchemy furnace, which is exactly the same as this hairpin.

Qu Huizi picked it up and looked at it with great interest. Things in the world of cultivation were different. The carvings of this alchemy furnace were lifelike and exquisite.

"Little fairy, this is based on the hairpin of the legendary alchemy master. If you like it, buy it back with ten spiritual stones."

Now that she was rich, it seemed that it would not be too much to buy some gifts for the senior sister with ten spirit stones, so Qu Huizi agreed on the spot.

"I want this hairpin." A hand appeared in front of him and forcefully took the hairpin from his hand.

Qu Huizi looked up and said in surprise, "Sister Fu, I'm buying a gift for my senior sister, can you give it to me?"

Fu Linghan has been wandering around the cultivation market for a long time, trying his best to use his talent of treasure recognition to see if he can find treasures in the market.

Just when she felt that her consciousness was exhausted and she wanted to take back her talent, she felt a stronger treasure aura than before. The aura appeared in a small stall, and it was about to be bought by someone.

There was such a strong aura in such a shabby little stall, no matter how much the price was raised, it would not be a loss. She quickly locked her eyes on the hairpin closest to the aura. Seeing that it was about to be bought, she took action to stop it.

After he stopped, he realized that this was what Qu Huizi wanted to buy.
Chapter completed!