Mo Yiming's words fell into Huang Cheng's ears, allowing Huang Cheng to know what this long-winded person wanted to do.

But facing the empty Baichuan bag, Huang Cheng could not find any miraculous pills to restore his cultivation power. In his opinion, the pills sold by this person who sells Qi Condensation Pill must be fake.

However, Nie Ping had just taken a pill to restore his cultivation power. If he continued to fight like this, the result would be no longer difficult to guess.

The heart is entangled and the thoughts are very complicated.

But in the end, his competitive spirit defeated Huang Cheng. He gritted his teeth and slapped the Baichuan bag on his waist suddenly. Ninety-eight gold coins roared out, and Mo Yiming opened the Baichuan bag with satisfaction and took it away.

Mo Yiming was also very happy. As the gold coins entered the Baichuan bag, he threw the porcelain bottle on the table and landed steadily in Huang Cheng's palm. After it was opened, he immediately swallowed the Qi Condensation Pill in the porcelain bottle.

As the Qi Condensation Pill was breathing, a cool feeling first subsided Huang Cheng's fatigue. Then his pores naturally opened. When he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he quickly restored his cultivation power, which changed his expression!

"How is it, I didn't lie to you, right?" Mo Yiming deliberately amplified his voice and fell into everyone's ears, laying a solid foundation for him to sell Qi Condensation Pill again.

Huang Cheng was disdainful to answer Mo Yiming's words at this moment. The rapid recovery of cultivation made him feel stronger in his eyes. He knew that the effect of each pill had a time period. While the effect was still there, he wanted to defeat Nie Ping in one fell swoop.

The violent cultivation power was emitted from the inside out. Not only did Huang Cheng's speed be much faster, but even the cultivation fluctuations echoed, which made Nie Ping feel, he couldn't help but be stunned, with a solemn meaning in his eyes.

At first, when he heard Mo Yiming's promotion, he felt that Mo Yiming was selling fake pills, but when Huang Cheng took the pills, the rapid recovery of cultivation power also made Nie Ping subconsciously look at Mo Yiming with a cunning smile.

But Huang Cheng's speed was too fast, so he would not let Nie Ping distract too much. The moment Nie Ping looked at Mo Yiming, the sharp sword in Huang Cheng's hand was about to touch Nie Ping's body.

Nie Ping suddenly swung his spear in his hand, colliding with the sharp sword.

With a bang, although Huang Cheng's body retreated during this collision, Nie Ping's body slid directly backwards.

The powerful cultivation power was worse than when they first started fighting. Nie Ping's expression became even more serious, and when his body slid backward, Huang Cheng attacked again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of weapons hitting and the sound of cultivating power hitting together, squeezing the void, causing waves to echo when light appeared in the void. Nie Ping's body was constantly forced back by Huang Cheng, and even a little unbearable, which seemed extremely difficult.

At this moment, he looked at Mo Yiming's wooden table from the corner of his eyes. With a step, his whole body of cultivation burst out. When Huang Cheng attacked again, he could avoid it in a thrilling manner and turned into a rainbow and appeared in front of Mo Yiming.

"Sell me one!"

Nie Ping did not wait for Mo Yiming to continue selling. After slapping the Baichuan bag on his waist, ninety-ninety-eight gold coins roared out and fell into Mo Yiming's Baichuan bag.

Mo Yiming took it away with satisfaction and threw the porcelain bottle on the table at Nie Ping.

After Nie Ping took the Qi Condensation Pill, his cultivation power quickly recovered and his spirits were several times stronger. He could clearly feel the feeling of fatigue disappearing. With one step, he started another battle with Huang Cheng that could not be decided.

"Sell Qi Condensation Pills, sell the best Qi Condensation Pills, sell the best Qi Condensation Pills with high purity. Just eat him and get back home with the power of cultivation!"

When Huang Cheng and Nie Ping were fighting fiercely, Mo Yiming began to shout loudly again.

Those who had originally looked at Huang Cheng and Nie Ping turned their gaze to Mo Yiming one by one, especially the porcelain bottle on the wooden table, which finally gradually attracted their attention. At first, I felt that Mo Yiming was selling fake medicine, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Especially the rapid rise in cultivation fluctuations made them truly realize that the Qi Condensation Pill in Mo Yiming's bottle is not a fake and shoddy product!

But its purity remains to be examined.

Although he was curious, Huang Cheng and Nie Ping were still fighting on the stone bridge. Until they fought farther and farther away, some monks walked to Mo Yiming one after another, looked at Mo Yiming, and then looked at the porcelain bottle on the wooden table.

"May I smell it?"

"Is this really the best-grade Qi Condensation Pill?"

"It's really only nine hundred and ninety-eight?"

The monks asked with all kinds of suspicious voices, and they were all answered affirmatively by Mo Yiming.

Of course, the next scene was being frantically snapped up.

The Qi Condensation Pills on the wooden table have been replaced one batch after another.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds. In just one hour, most of the Qi-gathering monks in Yangcheng were in full swing. They rushed to the stone bridge as if they were swarming in and rushed to buy the Qi-condensing pill sold by Mo Yiming.

There were even some people who came here to buy Qi Condensation Pills, but they just wanted to see who was sacred to refine Qi Condensation Pills with higher purity than Qianfu. There were also some who touched the Baichuan bag on their waists, and the remaining gold coins were obviously less than 998, but they were extremely coveted by this Qi Condensation Pills, as if they were waiting for these people to retreat to see if they could tell Mo Yiming the price.

The old man who originally sold candied haws on the stone bridge, because the crowds of people coming and going blocked his business, gave Mo Yiming a blank look, tried hard to squeeze out the crowd, went to another place, and started selling candied haws.

As for the money that was being tasted by tea, looking at the crowded crowd, the expressions also changed.

He called the waiter and said something to his ear, and saw the waiter quickly retreating. A moment later, a gorgeous servant walked in.

"You go and buy his Qi Condensation Pill, and go back and ask the pharmacist to identify whether something has been added to make the Qi Condensation Pill so purity. You dare to say that it is higher than our Qian Mansion. This person is obviously fighting for business with our Qian Mansion..."

Qian Jincai's eyes were always on Mo Yiming and continued, "I don't want to inquire about what decomposition and refine our top-grade Qi Condensation Pill."

He snorted coldly, Qian Jincai left with his hands behind his back, his expression a little ugly.

After answering, the family man left with Qian Jincai.

There were too many people buying elixirs, and some of them couldn't even squeeze in, so they broke through and cursed behind them.

The Qi Condensation Pill sold by Mo Yiming is simply cheap and affordable for them.

So before night was still coming, Mo Yiming’s Qi Condensation Pill in Baichuan Bag had been swept away. At this day, there were a total of millions of gold coins in his Baichuan Bag…

"It's sold out, it's time to close the stall!"

Mo Yiming hummed a small song with satisfaction, put away the wooden table and was about to leave, but was repeatedly asked by some people who had not bought the pills.

Mo Yiming thought that since he came here, he had to make a good deal, but it would take a certain amount of time to temper the Qi Condensation Pill, so he replied to these people that if nothing unexpected happened ten days later, he would wait here.

"Boss, can you lose your Qi Condensation Pill?"

As soon as Mo Yiming walked out of the crowd, a monk who seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time suddenly asked, with sincerity in his eyes.

Mo Yiming looked at the person who was talking, and also saw some people next to him who seemed to be waiting for an answer.

I thought that these monks must not have enough gold coins, and Mo Yiming was also a veteran. But as a well-known "businessman", he didn't want to give them free of charge.

Furthermore, the reason why I need so many gold coins is actually to acquire a large number of beast cores, so I immediately had an idea and deliberately amplified the voice, saying: "If you have the opportunity to sell this Qi Condensation Pill in the future, exchange one for the seventh-level beast core, exchange two for the eighth-level beast core, and exchange twenty for the ninth-level beast core!"

This Yangcheng is a prosperous city, and there are countless strong people coming and going. Nine-level beast cores can be seen everywhere in the beast core shop, so it doesn’t have to be as rare as the West Peak, so the price is naturally much cheaper. But for these monks, it is undoubtedly a big profit for them, but the biggest winner is Mo Yiming.

Hearing Mo Yiming's words, those cultivation levels that were originally despaired became excited and left cheerfully, and some even turned into long rainbows and headed straight to the deep mountains, looking for a strange beast to kill.

After returning to the inn, Mo Yiming had dinner, he poured out the gold coins in Baichuan bag with satisfaction, counted them one by one, and put them in Baichuan bag, and fell asleep beautifully.

The next day, he began to purchase a large amount of medicinal materials stores, and he purchased all the medicinal materials that were used to refine Qi Condensation Pills.

Early in the morning of the third day, just as the sky was dawn, he went to the mountains and took some morning dew.

It was also on that night that he was invited by You Sichan to drink and talk with him on the balcony. He talked about life and ideals.

You Shichan no longer found it strange that Mo Yiming could refine Qi Condensation Pill, as it seemed to have become a secret between the two of them.

Mo Yiming knew that there were many people in the inn and it was not suitable to temper elixirs, so he told You Shichan about his own difficulties. Although he did not want to bother You Shichan, there was no other way at the moment.

You Shichan promised that Mo Yiming would refine elixirs in a stone chamber in this pavilion.

This tempering has been three days... Within these three days, as long as he has time, he will always drink and chat with You Shichan.

You Shichan likes his sincerity and his simplicity.

Before they knew it, they talked about everything and even talked about the criteria for choosing a spouse...

On the seventh day, You Shichan left Yangcheng and headed to the black market.

Mo Yiming locked himself in the stone room and refined the pill for three days. He was disheveled day and night. When the stone door was pushed open, his face was covered in stubbornness and burnt smell.

He did not plan to rent a store to sell Qi Condensation Pills, so he still chose to sell it on the stone bridge. So on this day, before it was dawn, he washed up, changed into a new and simple dress, and walked towards the stone bridge leisurely.

This time, he controlled the heat reasonably, reduced the time a lot, and increased the quantity and speed of the refining. Because of the addition of a little morning dew, the purity of the top-grade Qi Condensation Pills he sold before did not decrease.
Chapter completed!