Ye Chen thought for a while and decided to go to the black market that Mr. Zou mentioned. ([] ) He is currently on the fourth floor of the foundation stage and lacks some spiritual objects that he can use. He is not afraid that the goods in the black market are expensive, but that they are not available.
Things you need.
Ye Chen was not worried about what tricks Old Man Zou would play.
Rogue cultivators generally do not offend the Immortal Sect monks easily, otherwise the unlucky ones will be the Rogue Cultivators themselves. This is Wangtian City, and there are many foundation-building monks from the nine Immortal Sects practicing in the city. Elder Zou even ate ten leopards.
I don't dare to try any tricks here to trick him.
"Okay! Brother Ye Dao, please come!"
Old man Zou suddenly felt happy. Ye Chen agreed so readily. It seemed that this business was promising. The goods on the black market started at a price of one thousand spiritual stones. As long as he could make a deal, he could get at least dozens of spiritual stones from it.
If you buy more stones, you can even get a commission of hundreds of spiritual stones. Earning this amount of spiritual stones is easier than running around.
Elder Zou led the way, and the two of them left the inn and turned left and right in the streets of the city. After a while, they finally arrived at an inconspicuous shop in the southeast corner of the city.
The shops are full of extremely cheap items.
There are several monks guarding the shop.
Elder Zou was obviously a regular customer who came here often. He said hello to the monks guarding the shop, and then entered the shop with Ye Chen.
The two passed through a rotating stone door. Behind the stone door was a bright hall. It was dozens of feet long and wide, with a large table in the center and many seats around it for people doing business. Dozens of monks
They were surrounding the Dazhuotai, making loud noises and doing business and transactions.
Ye Chen and Mr. Zou walked over and found chairs next to the table and sat down.
As Ye Chen watched, Old Man Zou introduced the situation here to Ye Chen in a low voice.
The monks who come to this black market are a mixed bag. Some are the monks of the nine immortal sects who are greedy for cheap, some are casual monks who often venture into the Yunze Mountains, some are alchemists and weapon refiners, and some are businessmen. They come here to buy and sell. This black market
There is no need to pay taxes on the goods, and they are still much cheaper than the goods sold in small and large merchant houses in the city. Of course, the scale of this black market is actually quite small, and it has little impact on the market.
Old man Zou often comes to Wangtian City to buy goods. Many goods are obtained from here.
"A piece of sixth-level golden shining stone, a material for refining high-level flying swords. The starting price is a thousand pieces of spiritual stone. Who wants it? Whoever pays the highest price will sell it to whomever."
"I want it! One thousand one hundred dollars!"
"One thousand one hundred and fifty yuan! Don't argue with me, Taoist brother. I am short of a piece of golden brilliance stone. If I gather ten yuan, I can make a high-level flying sword."
"This can't be done. I'm also short of a few golden stones. I can't give them to you. One thousand two hundred dollars!"
The monk selling the goods directly took out the goods and placed them on the big stage. The other monks around him were vying to make quotations, and the place was very noisy.
Ye Chen looked at it for a while and nodded secretly. As expected, the goods sold here are all good. Not every item may be a treasure, but at least they are all mid- to high-end goods. Less valuable goods will basically not be bought here.
to sell.
Soon, the golden stone was sold for 1,200 spiritual stones.
Then a monk took out an ice-cold jade box and placed it on the table. This one-foot-square ice-cold jade box exuded a trace of ice-cold aura. There was a plant in the box that was nearly a foot long and was smoking.
The crystal-clear spiritual grass with icy cold breath has ice-quenched leaves, snow-white and transparent.
"Can anyone recognize this spiritual creature?"
The seller was a little proud, pointed at the magic grass in the ice box, and shouted to the crowd.
"What kind of spiritual grass is this?!"
"I have been in business for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have seen such a spiritual grass. This should be an ice spiritual grass!"
"Who knows!"
The monks around him were whispering to each other and shaking their heads, not recognizing him.
Ye Chen was slightly startled, but looking at the reactions of the monks around him, he was thoughtful and did not say anything.
"This spiritual grass is called Ice Tempered Spirit Grass. It is an alchemy material used to refine the Ice Tempered Vitality Pill. This Ice Tempered Grass is the elixir I found on an ice and snow peak in the Yunze Mountains. The ice crystals of this grass are transparent and have the same
The color is like snow, just like snowflakes, it is difficult to distinguish. It is not easy to collect this elixir on the ice and snow mountain. I also tracked a monster on the snow mountain and discovered this medicine by accident. This ice plant
Spirit-quenching grass is a sixth-level elixir, an ice-type spiritual herb. This herb grows in extremely cold places of ice and snow, and melts when exposed to warmth. It is five hundred years old, large in size, and heavy in weight. It should be able to refine three kinds of elixirs.
Ten six-level ice-quenching vitality pills are only sold for 1,500 spirit stones! Whoever wants it, please make an offer quickly, and once you sell it, it’s gone!”
The seller said loudly so that everyone present could hear clearly.
The seller called out, and dozens of monks around him talked about it, but no one offered a price. Instead, they looked at a fat alchemist among the crowd. This ice-tempered spirit grass was so rare that the monks didn't know its details for a while.
.Only the alchemist knows how much the spiritual stone is worth. If you ask a price rashly, you may lose money to death.
The fat monk with a white face and a white alchemy uniform was sitting at the table, staring at the ice crystal spiritual grass in the jade box.
Sixth-level ice-quenched spiritual grass, a rare and top-grade alchemy material.
The refined Vitality Pill not only contains vitality, but also has the effect of calming the mind and repairing the meridians. It is a good thing to prevent monks from going crazy when practicing.
This is good stuff!
Take the number of pills to take. For other vitality pills, you can take up to three pills a day. If you take more pills, you will easily go crazy. But this ice-quenching spirit grass does not have this limit. You can take five, six pills, or even more.
The only regret is that the growth conditions of this ice-tempered spirit grass are too harsh, and there are very few products on the market. After the monks get it, they are reluctant to use it, and they often only take it when they are restless and have inner demons.
None of the monks knew the price of this spiritual grass. At this time, only the alchemy master was qualified to price this rare spiritual grass.
The fat alchemist enjoyed the respectful gazes of the monks around him. He pretended to look at the ice-tempered grass for a while, then pointed at the ice-tempered grass and muttered, "This ice-tempered grass is one foot long and only average in size."
"No! Master Hu, fifteen hundred spiritual stones, even one less will not work."
The seller shook his head quickly. The price was reduced by three hundred yuan. This was a huge bargain. How could he easily agree to it?
"This ice-tempered spirit grass of yours can at most produce twenty ice-tempered pills. One sixth-level ice-tempered pill can only be sold for seventy spiritual stones, and twenty pills can be sold for a total of one thousand four hundred yuan.
.In addition to the charcoal consumption for me to open the furnace to refine the elixir, it will cost at least 200 yuan. Your elixir sells for 1,500 yuan. When I refine the elixir, I will definitely lose hundreds of spiritual stones. In this way
Well, if I add another fifty yuan, I can only get it to one thousand two hundred and fifty yuan at most. No matter how expensive it is, it won’t work.”
The fat alchemist pointed at the spiritual herbs in the ice box with a rather disdainful expression.
"How is this possible! I've checked and found that this ice-tempered spiritual grass can produce at least thirty pieces in one furnace. This ice-tempered grass can earn you five to six hundred spiritual stones, so let me earn some as well."
The stall owner looked suspicious, but still shook his head and refused to agree.
"Nonsense! I, Mr. Hu, am an alchemy master. Who in Wangtian City doesn't know my name, Hu Rong? There are only a handful of alchemy masters who can stand beside me! How many people in the city dare to boast that they are better at alchemy than me? I
To say that this ice-hardened grass can only produce twenty pills means twenty pills. It is absolutely impossible to produce thirty pills. Unless a master of alchemy takes action, it is possible to have such a high pill production rate, which can produce up to thirty pills in one furnace.
grain.
But how can an alchemy master look at such a low-level material? That is to say, I, Mr. Hu, are willing to pay 1,250 yuan to buy this ice quenching grass. If it were another alchemy master, I am afraid that even a hundred yuan would not be willing to buy it. They
It can't be refined at all. Even if you want to keep this ice-tempered grass as a treasure, no one else will buy it!"
The fat alchemist became excited, slapped the table hard, and roared with full momentum.
"The price offered by Master Hu is not fake!"
"Master Hu is absolutely right."
"Thirty pills is the level of an alchemy master. You can't use the level of an alchemy master to price it! Otherwise, who would dare to buy it?"
Almost all the monks around stood on the side of the fat alchemy master, and they all scolded the seller.
An alchemist can already run a spiritual elixir shop. He can even recruit apprentices and teach alchemy skills. Becoming an alchemist requires a certain amount of talent, and not everyone can become an alchemist. However, an alchemist master is at a higher level than an alchemist and has a very high reputation.
, the communication is also very extensive, many monks will come here to ask for help from the alchemy master.
This fat alchemy master Hu Rong often comes to this black market. Among the monks in this black market, he is definitely a monk with high reputation and high status. Who dares not to give him face?
Now that Master Hu has quoted a price, who dares to offer a higher price than him! Even if he offers a higher level, you can't refine the elixir after buying it. That's a good thing that can only be refined by a master of alchemy.
Amidst the noise of the crowd, the seller hesitated and wavered.
He found many monks in the city who wanted to sell it, but few people paid attention to this sixth-level ice-tempered grass. Occasionally, an alchemist asked about the price, and after knowing his quotation, he turned around and left.
It can be seen that there are indeed very few alchemists who are willing to spend a high price to buy this ice-tempered spiritual grass.
Even though this ice-tempered spiritual grass is the best among the sixth-level spiritual grass, no one buys it. It is of no use if he keeps it. He is not an alchemist. If the price is lower, sell it and exchange it for some spiritual stones.
That’s fine.
The seller sighed, a little frustrated. The high-quality elixir he had risked his life to collect from the ice and snow mountain peaks could not be sold for a good price. That's all, two hundred and fifty spiritual stones were missing.
Fifty yuan, maybe. His small arms and legs can't twist Master Hu's big arms and legs.
"Fifteen hundred dollars! I want it!"
Suddenly, a clear voice came out from the crowd around the table.
The seller was stunned, raised his head in disbelief, and looked across.
All the monks in the hall were shocked and looked at the monk who quoted the price in surprise.
I am very puzzled by who is so bold that he does not even take the alchemy master Hu Rong seriously.
It doesn’t mean that after Hu Rong has quoted the price, others are not allowed to quote. In this black market, everyone can bid and compete. But doing so will lose Master Hu’s face, and it is purely harmful to others and not to oneself. Who dares to boast?
, more powerful than Master Hu’s alchemy?!
This is a blatant disregard for Master Hu.
Hu Rong's face darkened, and he looked sharply in the direction of the sound. A look of anger flashed through his narrowed eyes. There was actually someone disturbing his situation.
"Who is this young monk?"
"It's very strange. He seems to be a newcomer introduced by Mr. Zou!"
"Newcomer, no wonder you dare to make an offer! Master Hu has relatives and friends all over the city. If you offend Master Hu, there will be no good fruits to be gained!"
Elder Zou felt uncomfortable all over, and all the monks' eyes turned towards him, as if they were being bitten by ants.
But it wasn't him who made the quote.
The price just now was reported by Ye Chen beside him.
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}