Perhaps because of the murder of the master, a hint of hatred flashed across Zhou Huan's face again, and she said without restraint:

"Xuanzang, confidentiality, the Pavilion, the three parts, as long as you are interested in inquiries, what can you hide from our Xuanji Pavilion? Haiyou Sword Sect can't even cover it."

"Yeah, too."

The young master nodded without changing his expression.

"You might as well tell you that the fan swordsman Dai Lin'er is actually a genius disciple of the Qionghua Sect in Lianzhou among the three days and four sects. Of course, Haiyou Sword Sect dare not provoke him too much, haha."

"Ah? Qionghua Sect? How could a genius, one of the four sects in the world, come to the Haiyou Sword Sect?"

"The senior is a foreigner, so he naturally has no idea about the situation of Haiyou Sword Sect. The reason why Dai Lin'er worshipped Haiyou Sect is because..."

Zhou Huan's eyes flashed slightly, and he just said halfway through the corner of his mouth, but unexpectedly, a call came from downstairs:

"Deacon Zhou, Senior He is here again. Please come here."

"Senior Qin forgive me for your fault. If you have any luck, you can choose it yourself first. You will come when you go."

"It's okay, you're busy first."

He bowed apologetically, and Zhou Huan, who had just finished talking about the secret, hurried downstairs, and I don’t know which distinguished guest came to the door.

"Fen swordsman Dai Lin'er..."

After silently chanting this name, Qingyun was not very interested in her, and he was even more happy that this fan swordsman turned the Haiyou Sword Sect upside down and made more trouble for Bai Zhizheng, and he didn't care about his nonsense anyway.

Since Mr. Fan and Zhang Qin both died, the young master had no intention of staying in Bailian City for more time, so he carefully selected them again.

But inadvertently, he felt that there seemed to be a few bad eyes on him on the second floor, and couldn't help but smile coldly.

After looking back, he stared at the private room where he had a great time with Bai Zhi. He went downstairs to check in with Zhou Huan.

"Deacon Zhou, are you sure there is no resurrection grass on the list?"

As soon as he went downstairs, Qingyun saw the young female cultivator with an ordinary appearance looking at Zhou Huan with hope.

The woman was wearing a light blue cultivator's robe. She knew she was a disciple of the Haiyou Sword Sect at a glance. When Qingyun looked at the other person's appearance, she felt more and more familiar with her.

"She is... Zou Yanwen's Taoist couple! He Juan!"

At this time, He Juan was younger than before, and her cultivation level even broke through to the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm. It seemed that her soul awakening pill was of great significance.

When he met an old friend, my master's mood suddenly fluctuated for a moment, which made He Juan look up.

But the two of them had only met a few times back then, and Qingyun could recognize her, but she did not remember the former young cultivator of the Lingyin Realm.

Seeing that he was a young master with extraordinary demeanor, He Juan nodded to show respect, and then asked Zhou Huan again.

"Senior He, that rebirth immortal herb is a rare thing. I have also hired several layers of relationships to help you ask the seller, but even if it has a price and a market, the price you paid is indeed too low."

"Who is the seller? But my fellow traveler near Bailian City? If not, I will talk to him myself."

As soon as He Juan said this, Zhou Huan's expression suddenly froze.

"Are you cutting off your wealth?"

The young master teased in his heart, and then Zhou Huan refused with a calm face.

"Deacon Zhou, Yanwen also made a lot of efforts to rebuild Xuanzang back then. Now he urgently needs elixirs to heal his wounds, but he lacks this magical rebirth. Even though Mr. Fan is dead, it is because of his past love, why can't you help us!"

He Juan's face was filled with bitterness, and her eyes were even more begging. Her female cultivator in the One Realm was so humble to the younger generation in the Hundred-Meridian Realm, which shows that most of them had encountered some difficult things.

However, when it comes to mentors, Zhou Huan is not so inhumane, but he still shook his head and lamented:

"Hey, Senior He, I don't want to help you. Look, I'm all alone in supporting Xuanzang. The headquarters cannot have a big fight with Haiyou Sword Sect for a small shop. Even if I tell you the seller's information, the price you offer is less than 10% of others. Do you think this deal can be done?"

Zhou Huan's words were already very straightforward. It was not that he wanted to make a difference from it, but that He Juan had limited financial resources and could not buy the resurrection fairy grass in the other party's hands.

But when he heard that Zou Yanwen was injured, Qingyun's eyes flashed and he seemed to have inadvertently said:

"As far as I know, the Resurrection Immortal Grass is the main medicine for refining the Resurrection Immortal Dew, and the Resurrection Immortal Dew is one of the miraculous elixirs to treat the damage to the internal organs, so the price on the market is indeed not low."

"Senior He, you heard that Senior Qin is the alchemist of Jingdongtian. His words will not be false, right?"

"Zhijing Cave Heaven? Fellow Taoist is the alchemist of Zhijing Cave Heaven?"

He Juan said in surprise, she had never seen such a young alchemist, but the treasure gourd and jade tablets on the other party could not be faked, so she quickly put away the surprise on her face and bowed with her fists.

"Fellow Daoist He is kind, how dare you ask if you want to refine the rebirth of immortal dew?"

"That's right! The little woman He Juan is the wife of Zou Yanwen, a disciple of Tianye City, Haiyou Jianzong. Her husband suffered serious damage to his internal organs due to fighting with others all year round. If he is not treated in time, he may be in danger of his life!"

"I see."

Qingyun nodded with a constant expression and asked again:

"Resurrection Immortal Lu is a high-quality human-level pill. Ordinary alchemists may not be able to refine it. Instead of purchasing materials, it is better to go directly to buy spiritual pills, wouldn't it be safer?"

"Why."

After sighing again, Qingyun realized from He Juan's face that she had asked a stupid question.

He Juan's appearance was inconspicuous, and she was thrown into the crowd and was like a dripping water into the sea. She looked bitter and seemed to be a laboring woman who was used to the destruction of fate.

At this time, the young master turned to Zhou Huan again:

"Deacon Zhou, I wonder what the seller you are asking for?"

After hearing this, Zhou Huan widened his eyes and was incredible, and He Juan also looked up suddenly.

"Qin...Senior Qin, are you?"

"I just ask, no, haha~"

"To be honest, the other party offered 2,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and I have not added any profits."

Zhou Huan seemed to grit his teeth and said, it seemed that he didn't want to annoy the alchemist from Zhijing Cave Heaven.

It doesn't matter if a order is not done, but if you offend potential big customers, it will be really not worth the money. This is also the most taboo thing for businessmen like them.

"Two thousand medium-grade spirit stones, well...the price is indeed quite high."

My master smashed his mouth. According to his understanding in the sect, the purchase price of the Resurrection Immortal Grass Zhijing Cave Heaven is no more than 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones, but it was actually fryed to 2,000 outside, which doubled.

But what made him feel a little difficult to understand was that he heard that Zou Yanwen had also broken through to the realm of concentration, but even the newly promoted cultivator of the concentration, as a core disciple of the Haiyou Sword Sect, he would not have saved up thousands of medium-grade spirit stones for many years, right?

Judging from Zhou Huan's meaning, He Juan can only give at most 200 yuan, which is indeed too little, no wonder she refuses to sell it.

However, Qingyun’s impression of Zou Yanwen is completely different from that of ordinary people.

Because since this person was not ashamed to ask, he asked him how to judge danger at the entrance of the Thirty-Three Realms that he knew that this blue swordsman with a weak appearance was not so-called arrogance, but two words with completely different artistic conceptions:

Alone!

Especially later, in the Buming Monument, Zou Yanwen knew that he had used a plan to frame him, but he still silently helped him complete the plan without hesitation, but ended up being disabled with a broken arm.

And he did this just to repay the kindness of a soul awakening pill.

Thinking of this, the young master became increasingly determined to help him. At this time, He Juan's red eyes grew wildly. She was holding the corner of Qingyun's clothes tightly, as if she was holding the last straw of a drowning person, and said stutteringly:

"Qin...Master Qin Dan, you...you have..."

Unfortunately, the young master shook his head indifferently, which made He Juan seem to have lost all his strength at once, but Qingyun's next words made her feel that she suddenly ascended from hell to heaven:

"But this time I passed by Bailian City, it was indeed for some cause and effect. It can be seen that Zhou Huan, you have not been able to do business recently. Let's do this. I will pay for the spirit stones that fellow Daoist He lacks."

"What?"

Both of them exclaimed in surprise.

He Juan never expected that this young alchemist would be willing to pay such a huge fee for her!

You should know that two thousand medium-grade spirit stones are not a small number, and often this may be the entire wealth of a cultivator in the Concentration Realm!

"Of course, there is no free lunch in the world. As an alchemist, his favorite is nothing more than spiritual materials that can refine alchemy and make medicine. Fellow Daoist needs to take out some spiritual materials I can like, otherwise these spirit stones..."

"No...no problem!"

Without saying a word, He Juan nodded and agreed quickly, regardless of whether she could catch the other party's eyes. As long as there was a one-ten thousand chance, she would definitely try her best to live for her husband!

"Master Qin Dan waits for a moment, I'll go and come!"

"It's okay, you can go back and arrange a plan first, I will wait here."

Watching He Juan stagger away, Qingyun curled the corner of his mouth, and then calmly handed Zhou Huan the spiritual materials he had chosen and some silk cloths from Bailiancheng specialties.

Zhou Huan was also very inspiring this time. He just kept going out of the warehouse and paid the bill without asking any more questions from beginning to end.

"I have calculated the calculations for Senior Qin, a total of 105 middle-grade spirit stones. I will give you a zero and collect you a hundred."

"good."

Qingyun nodded with a smile and then asked:

"Just just helped He Juan buy spiritual materials, how much water is usually pumped in the middle?"

"Uh...Senior, this is..."

"Tell me, it's okay, just don't kill me."

"Generally...it's usually ten to three."

"Okay, I'll give it to you the medium-grade spirit stones of two thousand seven."

The young master still smiled and nodded, and then, in front of everyone, poured out a medium-grade spirit stone like a hill from the treasure bag.

"Senior Qin, you are..."

"Actually, I had some friendship with Zou Yanwen back then, but He Juan didn't recognize me. You are also Mr. Fan's disciple. I will definitely repay you if you can repay me."
Chapter completed!