west market

C character Gengkui

This is a stall location.

Zhao Xiuxuan, who carried Zhao Lingting's letter in his arms, did not rush to his destination in a hurry, but walked around Qinghe Square casually, feeling the atmosphere of the city.

He wandered around the stalls sitting on the ground with great interest, "Elixirs, talismans, magic tools, these are finished products, ores, spiritual herbs, talismans, monster blood, monster skins, these are the basic materials, among which spiritual

There are a lot of grasses, all kinds of first-order spiritual grasses."

"It seems that we have come to the right place in Qinghefang. The alchemy materials here are all complete."

A casual cultivator in gray clothes saw Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes wandering over several decades-old spiritual herbs placed in his stall, and he enthusiastically hawked them.

"Fellow Taoist, I have the best Ash Snake Powder, Jade Leaf Orchid, Purple Heart Vine, and Bitter Wood Fern, all of which are over 30 years old. See if there is anything you need."

Zhao Xiuxuan originally planned to leave, but when he saw several bottles of elixirs on this person's stall and returned, he humbly asked

"Fellow Taoist, I don't ask for spiritual herbs, but I want to ask for advice. If I want to buy a book on alchemy, where can I buy it?"

When the monk who set up the stall heard that Zhao Xiuxuan did not want to buy spiritual grass but wanted to buy an alchemy method, he lost interest and waved his hand.

"That fellow Taoist is looking in the wrong place. There are many alchemy masters who have passed down their methods and will not teach them to non-disciples. Even though there are many alchemists in Qinghefang, if you go to them to buy alchemy methods, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to you. If you meet someone

If you have a hot temper, you will think you are entertaining him. I think you are a young Taoist fellow, so I would like to give you some more advice."

This alchemy method is kept secret, and it does not exceed Zhao Xiuxuan's estimation. There is only one way, and that is to find the person the clan leader mentioned.

Zhao Xiuxuan bowed his hands to the casual cultivator who warned him.

"Thank you very much"

Then left.

After walking around again, he found the stall of Bingzi Gengkui. Normally, the stalls are mobile, but there are also some monks who cannot afford to rent an independent shop and have rented a fixed stall for a long time.

stall location.

Most of these people have the same identity in Qinghefang, that is, they are first-level alchemists.

Some of these alchemists come from various aristocratic families and sects in Nanshan County, and a small number of them are casual cultivators. They set up stalls in Qinghefang to sell the elixirs they refined in exchange for spiritual stones.

Alchemy is a popular craft, but it is difficult to get started. It is limited by inheritance, training costs, probability of alchemy, etc. Therefore, in the entire Nanshan County Immortal Cultivation World, there are not many alchemists, no more than a thousand people.

Compared with hundreds of thousands or millions of monks, it is absolutely scarce.

Xiao Huaiqing originally came from a small sect of twenty or thirty people called Huang Yao Sect. He himself was once a high-spirited young sect master. Huang Yao Sect relied on the inherited alchemy skills and was able to cultivate resources every year. The only shortcoming was that the sect did not build a

Brother Ji, later, the Huangyao Sect was annexed by the Li family in Qingheshan, and this group of people became a subsidiary branch of the Li family, working day and night to refine elixirs for the Li family.

Not only that, Xiao Huaiqing had many disagreements with the deacons and elders sent by the Li family, and they were always bullied and suppressed. The Xiao Huaiqing couple, who were already full of grief and anger, left Huang Yaozong with their daughter Xiao Luoluo more than ten years ago and became casual cultivators, a family of three.

Relying on his alchemy skills to make a living in Qinghefang, he can live a comfortable life.

Zhao Xiuxuan looked at a middle-aged man in yellow with a pale face in front of him. There were bottles of elixirs and several spiritual herbs exuding spiritual energy on the stall in front of him. He was not sure whether he was the person he was looking for.

.

So he asked tentatively

"I dare to ask, but Uncle Xiao Huaiqing"

Xiao Huaiqing was carefully arranging some spiritual herbs that had been placed on the stall for a long time, when he heard someone calling him "Uncle Xiao"

He looked up at the speaker in surprise, and saw a young monk standing in front of him. He looked unfamiliar, and he was even more confused.

"I am Xiao Huaiqing, I don't know who you are"

Zhao Xiuxuan confirmed his identity, took out Zhao Lingting's letter from his arms and handed it to him

"Uncle Xiao, I am Zhao Xiuxuan, from the Zhao family in Chishan. This is the letter that the patriarch asked me to give you."

When Xiao Huaiqing heard that Zhao Xiuxuan was from the Zhao family in Chishan, he was stunned for a moment. Then he picked up the letter and took a brief look at it. When he saw it was signed to Zhao Lingting, he took a deep breath and a look of reminiscence appeared on his face.

"It turns out that he is Uncle Zhao's grandson. I haven't visited Chishan for a long time. I wonder if Uncle Zhao is in good health."

Zhao Xiuxuan said with an open eyebrow and a smile.

"The clan has a long life and a strong spirit. This time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by an old voice.

"Xiao Huaiqing, when will I hand over the twenty bottles of Seven Gedan to me?"

The speaker was an old man with a red face and a wine nose, wearing purple and brocade clothes, and he was full of anger.

Xiao Huaiqing didn't have time to speak to Zhao Xiuxuan, so he hurriedly walked across the stall, held his hands in front of him, and comforted the visitor.

"Forgive me, Mr. Luo, please give me another month's grace. The Qi Ge Dan you want is an unusual first-level elixir. It is extremely difficult to refine..."

"I'll give you one more month!? We agreed to deliver the elixir within three months, but it's been three and a half months now, and you still have to give me one more month. Since you know that refining is not easy, you gave me half of the deposit back then.

Don’t you know, I just saw that you, Xiao Huaiqing, have been living in Qinghefang for more than ten years before asking you to refine it. Now that it’s past the time to collect the pills, you keep pushing the envelope, aren’t you afraid of destroying the only sign you have?”

The old man was merciless and cursed loudly, causing the monks who were playing around to cast strange looks at him. His colleagues even gloated and watched the fun.

Xiao Huaiqing complained in his heart, but he was indeed rude, so he could only apologize repeatedly, handed the eight bottles of Qige Dan that had been refined from the storage bag on his waist to the old man, and promised to give the remaining twelve bottles within a month.

The bottle is ready.

The old man cursed and left.

Xiao Huaiqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the whispering monks around him, sighed, and simply packed up the elixirs on the stall. While collecting them, he said to Zhao Xiuxuan, who had just looked at his nose, nose, and mind.

"Uh... Xiu Xuan's nephew, my wife Zhao Dushu is also from the Zhao family in Chishan. Not many people know about this matter. Presumably the clan leader didn't tell you about it before you came down from the mountain. What Uncle Zhao said in the letter

I already know that there are many people here and I will talk about it when I get home."

Zhao Xiu

Chishan, it turned out, was the person in front of him. Now that it was clear that they were a family, he suddenly felt more cordial and quickly raised his hands and said goodbye to Xiao Huaiqing.

"I never thought it was my uncle. My nephew is rude."

When Xiao Huaiqing heard his uncle's name, his body trembled slightly, and then he packed up the bottles and jars on the stall as if nothing had happened, waved to him and said

"Mom, please be polite. Please wait a moment and help me pack my things. Then we will go home."

Xiao Huaiqing had a storage bag. Zhao Xiuxuan didn't need help with these packing matters. He could only watch from the sidelines. After a while, Xiao Huaiqing was about to leave after packing, when a familiar person appeared from nowhere next to him.

Xiao Huaiqing squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you are closing the stall again."

Xiao Huaiqing took out a sign from his pocket and handed it to the visitor.

"Yes, I have something going on at home. Please help me take care of my stall."

The visitor took the sign and cleverly put a piece of low-grade spiritual stone into Xiao Huaiqing's sleeve.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't worry."
Chapter completed!