Chapter three hundred and forty-ninth snake saliva grass
"How many spiritual stones can one 'Snake Herb' plant sell for?" The young man pursed his lips and replied disdainfully.
The short Taoist said with an air of dignity: "A total of 2,500 low-level spiritual stones were sold!"
"Impossible! You are lying. No matter how good the quality of "Snake Herb" is, it cannot be sold for such a sky-high price. You treat me like a three-year-old child!" The young man said to one side of his face, refusing to follow such a liar.<
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The short Taoist smiled and said: "You kid! Of course, "Snake Herb" cannot sell so many spiritual stones, but if it is "Snake Herb", it's a different matter."
The short Taoist saw the young man turning his face and said proudly: "The plant Mr. Tian bought was not 'Snake Herb' at all, but a rare fourth-grade elixir 'Snake Herb', but he picked up a big mistake." "How can anyone be so stupid? You sold a fourth-grade elixir for less than a hundred spirit stones. You are lying again." The young man still didn't believe it and snorted.
"Little guy, don't believe it. Even if there is a plant of snake plant in front of you, you wouldn't recognize it. You would think it is snake plant! "Sheep plant" is a variant of snake plant. Its appearance is
It’s basically the same as snake herb! The rhizome and aroma are slightly different, and even an expert can’t tell the difference.” The short Taoist said in a show-off.
"You lied!" the boy said loudly.
"Fifth brother, don't be rude. What this Taoist friend said is right. Some spiritual snakes often hang around the "snake herb" and like to eat the "morning dew" condensed in the "snake herb" in the morning. The spirit snakes spit out their messages. Over time, "snake herb"
Vanilla "is moistened by snake saliva, mutates, and turns into "snake saliva grass" after hundreds of years. It requires great eyesight to distinguish between the two, and there are reports of missing things from time to time." The man holding the knife patted the young man's stubborn little head and said. The short Taoist raised his hands and said: "This fellow Taoist is still sensible. You little guy, please learn more!"
"That old man is also capable. Why are you so proud?" The young man muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Hey! You little guy!" The short Taoist was immediately furious.
"One hundred and forty-four thousand low-level spiritual stones!" The old man surnamed Tian had already squeezed under the high platform and increased the price again.
Then he turned around and raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Fellow fellow Taoists, everyone must be aware of Lao Chan's situation. Lao Chan is determined to win this "Broken Sky Grass". Please give me your love and show your support! I am grateful!"
When the white-haired old man surnamed Tian, with a humble demeanor, cupped his hands, looked around, and uttered a trembling plea, the noisy crowd became much quieter for a while, and no one asked to increase the price. Obviously, this old man surnamed Tian did have something.
Prestige.
The man in brocade uniform standing on the high platform couldn't help but darken his face, but soon he smiled and shouted loudly: "Everyone, what is "Smashed Sky Grass"? What is its effect? I don't need to explain it in detail! As the saying goes
"It's hard to build a foundation, it's hard to reach the sky. It's hard to break the heart, but the great road is in front of you."
"Opportunities like this don't come from time to time. There's only one "Shattered Sky Grass". Well, I won't say more. One hundred and forty-four thousand low-level spiritual stones, one time!"
At this time, a strong man in black raised his hand and shouted: "One hundred and forty-eight thousand low-level spiritual stones!" Then he raised his hand to the old man surnamed Tian and said: "Old Tian, it's not that I don't give you face, Ning is trapped.
For nearly ten years, I have been waiting for Dzogchen to be like this "broken sky grass", which offended me."
"Friend Dao Ning, I'm serious. It's the old man who has taken care of things. Things that are related to "Tao luck" naturally have no concessions. Let's all rely on their own abilities! The old man gave me 150,000 yuan!" the old man surnamed Tian said with a wry smile.<
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A young man in colorful clothes in the crowd said with a smile: "The one with the highest price will get it, of course! One hundred and fifty-five thousand low-level spiritual stones. If any Taoist friends raise the price, I will quit!"
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"Second brother, that old man is so old, why did he pay such a high price for this "broken grass"? Didn't he pick it up? One hundred and fifty-five thousand low-level spiritual stones are not cheap anymore." The young man looked at the old man surnamed Tian frequently.
Increase the price, asked puzzledly.
The man holding the knife shook his head and said hesitantly: "I think I'll take the photo first and wait for the value to increase!"
At this time, the short Taoist interjected again and said with a respectful expression: "In addition to being admirable with his sharp vision and wide knowledge, what is even more admirable is his indomitable and unswerving heart to seek the truth. Even though he is seventy years old, he is still admirable.
Don’t let go of your obsession to open up the “Purple Mansion” and build the foundation of the road. If you take a photo of this “Broken Sky Grass”, Mr. Tian will definitely use it for himself.”
"You are lying again!" The young man said immediately. Every cultivator knows that after a cultivator reaches the age of knowing his destiny, the difficulty of "building a foundation" will gradually increase with age. Old man Na Tian is even more ancient.
It’s been 20 years and I’m still thinking about “building a foundation”. Isn’t this looking for death? Who are you trying to deceive?
The young man turned his face sideways and pursed his lips, as if he was comparing himself to the other. It was funny to watch! In fact, not only did the young man not believe it, Liu Yu also expressed deep doubts. At this age, if he forcibly "builds the foundation", he would be very
It is better to hang yourself than to die.
The short Taoist was not angry at all, he shook his head and said: "Little guy, it's normal if you don't believe it. At first, Pindao didn't believe Mr. Tian's deeds, but after a little inquiry, he knew that what Pindao said was true. Mr. Tian's great ambition is to practice Buddhism.
It has been spread for a long time, and it can be called a role model for our generation!"
"Then tell me!" The young man saw that the short Taoist didn't look like he was lying, so he rolled his black eyes and said curiously.
The short Taoist said with admiration: "Tian Lao has two spiritual roots of fire and wood. His qualifications are not bad. With these qualifications, he can enter the four major sects. It's a pity that when he discovered that he had spiritual roots, Mr. Tian was already past the age of aspiration and missed the opportunity.
The best period of practice is to become a casual practitioner like us."
"But Mr. Tian did not give up. He devoted himself to seeking the Tao. He started from the lowest clerk in the market and became a shopkeeper. After that, he also went to the mountains to practice hard. After going through all kinds of difficulties, he practiced until he was seventy years old and finally reached the point of practicing Qi.
Dzogchen. He has never married and has no children. He is determined to open up the Zifu and build the foundation of the great road."
"In recent years, we have been preparing for the "Foundation Building" matter. Two years ago, we also bought a "Foundation Building Pill" here for a high price of 120,000 low-level spiritual stones. The courage is so strong that it is eye-catching!"<
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"Is this all true? Then this old man is too powerful." The young man said blankly.
Liu Yu couldn't help but glance at the tall figure of the old man surnamed Tian under the high platform, and secretly praised: "He is indeed a role model for our generation!"
At this time, the bidding has reached a fever pitch. After the price has been rising steadily, there are only a few bidders, and their faces are extremely solemn.
"One hundred and sixty thousand low-level spiritual stones!" The strong man in black said through gritted teeth.
The old man surnamed Tian had a determined look on his face, he was determined to win, and immediately shouted: "One hundred and sixty-one thousand low-level spiritual stones!"
Seeing that no one in the audience had called out the price for a long time, the man in the golden uniform said, "One hundred and sixty-one thousand once!", looked around and said again: "One hundred and sixty-one thousand and two times!".
The strong man in black frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to open his mouth several times. Finally, he turned around suddenly and squeezed out of the crowd in despair.
The man in the golden uniform paused for a moment, and finally shouted loudly: "The deal is done, congratulations to Mr. Tian, for buying this "Broken Sky Grass" for 161,000 low-level spiritual stones, congratulations! Congratulations!"
At this time, the old man surnamed Tian heaved a sigh of relief. One hundred and sixty-one thousand low-level spiritual stones was already the highest price he could give. The day before yesterday, he spent a high price to buy a "Seven Star Flower" from an old friend.
, there are not many spiritual stones left on his body, but fortunately Ningyuan cannot sink, otherwise this "Broken Sky Grass" will be missed.
"Okay!"
"Tian Lao! Well done!"
"Tian Lao, when are you going to build the foundation?"
There were bursts of cheers from the crowd. The old man surnamed Tian had been hanging out in Wuhu Square for decades, and his reputation had long been spread among the many casual cultivators in Beiluan City.
A living example and a source of motivation to persevere.