"Okay, I believe you, old man. I just want to make an elixir. I want all these herbs of yours. Please give me a price!" Xu Hong said sternly. Medicine Sage Wuming had always been silent, but when Xu Hong wanted to buy it, he said
After putting down these useless things, he looked at Xu Hong with questioning eyes.
"Okay, sir, you are the first person to believe in me. We are destined to be together, and I don't ask for exorbitant prices. I know these herbs are not worth much, but the small ginseng with the small tripod is not ordinary, so you can give me
I have fifty yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones. This package is yours. I have been selling one hundred yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones." Old Sun Tou really seemed to have met a close friend, so he quoted fifty yuan in a heart-to-heart manner.
The price of medium-grade spiritual stones.
"Old man, please don't bully my young and ignorant apprentice. These things of yours are worth ten yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones. They are already worth as much as the sky!" Medicine Sage Wuming finally couldn't stand it anymore. He really couldn't see the difference between the little ginseng and the little tripod.
What was special, he understood, was that the old Suntou made up a bizarre story for this strange combination in order to sell it at a good price. This was also a common trick used by some scammers.
"Let's put it this way! It's rare that this young master is willing to believe me. Let's make friends. The lowest price is 30 yuan for medium-grade spiritual stones. Do you want a word?" Old Suntou made the final concession with a very painful expression.
"Master, I just want to practice my skills with these herbs, okay! Deal." Xu Hong was worried that the master would refuse him, so he rushed to say. He decisively took out thirty middle-grade spiritual stones from the storage ring and placed them on Lao Sun's head.
In front of Xu Hong, with Xu Hong's current net worth, thirty yuan of mid-grade spiritual stones is nothing to him.
"Okay, let me, Old Suntou, just make a friend. Young Master, you are discerning!" Old Suntou pushed the package directly in front of Xu Hong, put away the thirty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones, stood up and said, "Goodbye.
, you two, I have to continue collecting herbs, see you later! The second brother will give you tea money." He said and threw a low-grade spiritual stone to the second brother.
"What's the matter with you? Didn't I tell you! These things are only worth ten middle-grade spiritual stones at most. This old man is obviously making up stories and telling nonsense." Medicine Saint Wuming scolded after watching Old Suntou leave.
"Master, I suspect that the small ginseng and the small tripod caused the fish intestine sword to move abnormally, so the disciple bought it without authorization." Xu Hong explained. At this time, the waiter from the tea stall came over and saw Xu Hong in front of him.
The package said: "Two guests, you have bought Lao Suntou's medicine. Lao Suntou has not sold these medicines for three months! Everyone thinks that his price is high, and he himself tells everyone that he pays too much.
That little ginseng is so miraculous, but no one believes him after all. I hope the young master has a keen eye to recognize treasures and won't be bored by that old man." This second brother is very good at talking. He clearly thinks that Xu Hong has been deceived, but he said
Very tactful.
"Thank you, second brother, please pay us the bill!" Medicine Saint Wuming was greatly surprised after hearing Xu Hong's words, and hurriedly found Chu Jingsuo to study the inconspicuous small tripod and small ginseng in detail.
"Two low-grade spiritual stones, thank you!" The second brother knew the art of service with a smile and said with a smile.
Medicine Saint Wuming put down two low-grade spiritual stones and said to Xu Hong: "Put your things away and let's go!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Hong put the entire package into the storage ring, stood up and left with Medicine Sage Wuming. Medicine Sage Wuming took Xu Hong to an inn, and a plaque with the four characters "Rugui Inn" was hung on the door of the inn.
The aura of heaven and earth in Sangtian City is so strong that it is not a restaurant. This Rugui Inn is not so much an inn as it is a temporary place for cultivation for immortal cultivators who come to Sangtian City. Medicine Sage Wuming walked straight to the front desk of the lobby and faced the staff.
He said: "Give us a double room."
"Room No. 8 in Tianzi, there is one medium-grade spiritual stone every day. Our staff will notify you at noon every day to renew or check out." The staff member skillfully checked the available rooms and said. Xu Hong took out a medium-grade spiritual stone and placed it in the room.
He went to the front desk and received the room key from the staff. The staff quickly warned: "Room Tianzi No. 8 is the first left on the stairs on the second floor." The master and apprentice quickly went up to the second floor and found the room.
, Xu Hong opened the door with the key, and when he entered the room, he saw that the room was prepared for immortal cultivators. There were only two empty beds in the whole room and there were no quilts. Medicine Saint Wuming couldn't wait to close the door and didn't even have time to look at the room.
At a glance, he casually laid out a formation in the room and said to Xu Hong: "Take out the small tripod and the small ginseng just now and let me take a closer look." Xu Hong was also very curious, so he took out the package, opened it and looked at
There is still nothing special about the small cauldron with the small ginseng tied together. Medicine Saint Wuming took the small cauldron and looked at it carefully for a long time and said: "I don't see anything strange about this small cauldron, but this small ginseng is indeed a bit strange. Look,
This plant is only more than ten years old, but its root system is extremely developed and rivals that of thousand-year-old ginseng.”
"I don't know why the Fish Intestine Sword has been restless and trembling with excitement ever since I encountered this package." Xu Hong said inexplicably.
"Try it with a drop of blood." Medicine Sage Wuming said. After hearing this, Xu Hong forced a drop of blood from the tip of his finger and dropped it on the small cauldron. For a long time, the drop of blood could not penetrate into the cauldron, as if it had been dropped on a piece of iron.
"Maybe it has nothing to do with this little tripod, but the little ginseng." Xu Hong wondered.
"Don't worry, you can try to inject some black and yellow energy into the small cauldron again." Medicine Sage Wuming remembered that the Fish Intestine Sword was originally simple and plain, and refused to recognize its owner. When Xu Hong heard this, his mind moved, and a trace of black and yellow energy entered the cauldron.
The rust color on the little tripod immediately fell off, revealing his true appearance in Lushan. A small bronze tripod with three legs and two ears, it looked like a mini version of a medicine tripod, and the small ginseng was still firmly rooted in the
At this time, he seemed to be resurrected on the tripod. He changed from the silence before, exuded vitality, and began to devour the surrounding spiritual energy crazily. Fortunately, Medicine Saint Wuming had set up a formation in advance, so he didn't make too much noise. All he saw was inside the package.
Those medicinal herbs are withering quickly, and the medicinal properties and spiritual energy contained in them are quickly lost.
"Stop!" Medicine Saint Wuming was worried that if it continued to swallow spiritual energy like this, the formation would no longer work. Of course, he also wanted to see if the small cauldron would also become shattered. Xu Hong withdrew the Xuanhuang Qi as he said.
, I saw that the little cauldron was still intact and full of energy, and the little ginseng also stopped its crazy devouring behavior and slowly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like the usual ginseng on the mountain.
"Try another drop of blood." Medicine Saint Wuming suggested. The drop of blood attached to the copper rust just now fell off. Xu Hong forced another drop of blood to drop on the lid of the cauldron. As expected, it disappeared. Xu Hong
A set of information appeared in his consciousness, "Artifact Alchemy Cauldron." Xu Hong could clearly feel the connection between himself and the small cauldron. Xu Hong thought that it was indeed an artifact, but it was too small. He saw that the small cauldron suddenly became as powerful as before.
Twice as big, the small ginseng also fell off, and the roots originally embedded in the cauldron were exposed. Medicine Sage Wuming looked at the small cauldron that had grown in size in an instant, and picked up the small ginseng and looked at it again.
Said: "It turns out that there are so many roots rooted in the cauldron. Such a developed root system shows that this ginseng is thousands of years old. It seems that this small cauldron has not only absorbed all the spiritual energy and medicinal properties absorbed by this ginseng for thousands of years, but also used this small cauldron."
Ginseng helps it absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the medicinal properties of the surrounding herbs. It seems that what the old man said is true."
"Master, it turns out that this small cauldron is indeed a divine weapon called Danding. Just now I thought to myself that this cauldron is too small and it will get bigger on its own." Xu Hong said excitedly, and he was shouting in his heart that no matter how big it is, it will only be a small tripod.
Xiaohui's inconspicuous little alchemy tripod became the same size as Yao Sheng Wuming's eight-dragon tripod. The latter was the only tripod Xu Hong had ever seen before. Xu Hong was deeply impressed by its size.
Only when he reached this size did Xu Hong shout in his heart to stop. Medicine Sage Wuming stared at all this, even though he had lived for a long time and was known as the Medicine Sage, he had never seen such a big and small tripod, and he couldn't even listen to it.
Never heard of it. He was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and asked Xu Hong: "Has it recognized its owner?"
"Yes!" Xu Hong said excitedly.
"This alchemy cauldron is so magical, no wonder it can cause the Fish Intestine Sword to move. It can also change its size at will. Does it have any special introduction after you shed blood to identify its owner?" Medicine Saint Wuming asked curiously. Xu Hong tried
When I immersed my consciousness in the cauldron, I only saw a white cloud-like thing like Yuchangjian. "I don't know. Like Yuchangjian, he only has a name. There is also a white cloud-like thing in the cauldron but I don't know what it is."
"Xu Hong said truthfully.
"Those should be weapon spirits. There must be some reason why they are in a deep sleep state. You can keep them in the Niwan Palace and observe their changes. It seems that you are really blessed! It has only been a few days.
I can make two artifacts recognize you as their master. It’s really shameful to think that even though my master has obtained the Eight Dragon Cauldron, it can’t recognize me as its master!” Medicine Sage Wuming was very happy for Xu Hong, but he also felt ashamed.
After hearing this, Xu Hong put the alchemy cauldron into the Niwan Palace. He looked inside and saw that the Yuchang Sword and the alchemy cauldron were side by side in the center of the Niwan Palace. The two artifacts were trembling happily. They were both artifacts from the ancient times.
Perhaps it was an "old friend" meeting each other, or perhaps they were cherishing each other's artifacts. The color-changing python inner elixir was still squeezed into a corner of the Niwan Palace. He had been silent ever since he swallowed the soul-condensing elixir and his soul fluctuated.
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"By the way, Master, what level is your Eight Dragon Cauldron? Why can't you recognize its master?" Xu Hong returned to Shinto when he saw that there was nothing unusual in Niwan Palace.
"My Eight-Dragon Cauldron is a top-grade immortal weapon. It was obtained from the ancient immortal cultivator ruins in Kowloon City. He also has his own weapon spirit. He has always refused to recognize me as his master, so I can only put him on
In the Storage Ring, we cannot put them into the Niwan Palace like you did." Medicine Sage Wuming said helplessly.
"Master, what's so powerful about the Eight-Dragon Cauldron? What good will it do if you shed your blood to recognize its master?" Xu Hong's curiosity was triggered again.
"The eight dragons on the Eight Dragon Cauldron belong to the eight phases. When making elixirs, they can absorb the power of the corresponding eight phases of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and electricity according to the properties of the elixir, and the elixir can be produced
It has more medicinal properties than other alchemy cauldrons, and the Eight Dragon Cauldron already has its own weapon spirit. If he recognizes me as his master, his soul realm will definitely improve, and then I will be able to truly integrate with him.
Controlling the medicinal cauldron will increase the rate of elixir formation." Medicine Saint Wuming said seriously.
"Is that so? Then why did I receive two artifacts? My soul realm is still at the low level of the mysterious realm, and there is no sign of improvement." Xu Hong asked puzzledly.
"The spirit of your two artifacts should be in a sleeping or sealed state. Although you are their master, you are not strong enough to awaken or relieve their current state. The artifacts all come from ancient times. Maybe they also know a lot about ancient times.
Xinmi, some weapon spirits even possess the cultivation techniques and techniques of their ancient masters. This is also another important factor for immortal cultivators to compete for items with weapon spirits, so I would like to say how lucky you are to get two artifacts and recognize you as the master.
The fate is so deep, you will have two ancient treasures when those two weapon spirits wake up in the future." Medicine Saint Wuming said with envy.
"That's right! By the way, master, what will it take to make the Eight Dragons Cauldron recognize you as its master?" Xu Hong wanted to help his master and asked weakly.
"The Eight-Dragon Cauldron is a top-grade immortal weapon. The weapon spirit is very arrogant and looks down upon my earthly immortal cultivation. Only my strength reaches a level that he recognizes!" Medicine Saint Wuming sighed helplessly.
"Master, how about I inject some black and yellow energy into the Eight Dragon Cauldron, and then you can shed your blood to identify the owner." Xu Hong suggested. Both of his artifacts identified their owners in this way, so he was very interested in this method.
I have confidence and want to help Medicine Saint Wuming.